After landing, Wu Feng did not rush back to the east directly, but first went to Persia to report the situation to Bogard. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You're doing a great job. In the palace of Ctesiphon, Bogard smiled and said to Wu Feng.

"Your Majesty, it's been awarded. Wu Feng looked very modest.

His role in the rescue of Constantinople was indeed crucial, but the energy and wisdom of Bogard were even more impressive.

is worthy of being the half-life enemy of a generation of military god Scurry.

"The old dog lost one or two teeth this time. Bogard suddenly laughed a little playfully: "For a while, I won't open my mouth to bite again." ”

Hearing this, Wu Feng couldn't help laughing.

But Bogard then paused with his scepter, rested his hand on his chin, and remained silent for a long time.

After a deep groan, he said leisurely: "It's just that the next time he opens his mouth to bite someone, I'm afraid that only a young man like you can deal with him." ”

Wu Feng was suddenly startled.

Bogard is a few years younger than Scurry.

But why is he like he's explaining what's going on?

Wu Feng didn't ask much.

But the gloom in Bogard's eyes, he could understand.

"Will not disappoint His Majesty's expectations. Wu Feng said solemnly.

"Go for it. Bao Jiade patted Wu Feng on the shoulder: "The new era belongs to you." ”

After a grand feast, Bao Jiade bid farewell to Wu Feng and his party, and then sat back on his throne tiredly.

"Fawn, come in. ”

Lu Lingxi, who had been guarding the door for a long time, was stunned, and then slowly walked into the hall.

"Your Majesty......" said the pretty girl with pigtails, her eyes shining with admiration.

"Little deer, how is that young man?" asked Bogard.

"Very good...... Lu Lingxi replied subconsciously, but then said: "But compared to Your Majesty, of course, it is still far behind......"

"Against Curry, you can only rely on him in the future. "Bogard is adamant.

Lu Lingxi was shocked: "Your Majesty, you ...... Have you lost faith? Didn't we just win a ......?"

Bogard's eyes were a little gloomy, but his expression was extremely calm.

"Little deer, listen, I don't have a few years to live. ”

The deer was shocked and threw herself into Bogard's arms.

She was raised by Bogard since she was a child, and Bogard was like her father, not to mention......

"Your Majesty...... How can a big hero like you ......?"

Bogard smiled: "When I was only a few years old, my father was gone, and my grandfather chose me as his heir. ”

"But the most famous doctor in Persia at that time diagnosed that if my physique was to be cultivated, it would be difficult for me to live past the age of forty, unless I could cultivate to become a saint-level master. ”

"However, in a place like the Western Desert, a powerless monarch cannot suppress his subordinates......"

Hearing this, the deer spirit rhino had become bloodless in an instant.

"After all, my grandfather cherished me, and he considered several of my uncles, but he felt that none of them had inherited his resourcefulness......"

"After all, he had already built a lot of family business at that time, and without the rise of Scurry, twenty years would be completely enough for me......"

Yes, with the wisdom of Bao Jiade not to lose to the ancestor, if it weren't for the previous generation of military gods, he would probably have become the lord of the Western Desert now, even if the descendants lack talent, at least they can barely keep the family business......

"After I'm gone, I'll protect Persia...... No, the task of recovering the country is left to you. When Ctesiphon was breached, let my useless son surrender, and Scurry wouldn't kill him. ”

"My cousin's son is more successful, so you can help him and ask for the help of that young Divine Lord. By that time, he must already be the overlord of the Eastern Lands......"

Lu Lingxi's thin body trembled, and tears flowed down in an instant: "Your Majesty......! In that case, why don't you just choose the second prince to inherit the throne?"

The second prince is the name given to the son of Bogard's cousin, because he is Bogard's adopted son.

"Silly girl...... Even if I let my cousin's child inherit the throne, will he be the old dog's opponent?"

Lu Lingxi was stunned.

She stared at Bogard's face full of vicissitudes, and her heart ached.

For so many years, His Majesty has been exhausted from carrying the entire Scurry encirclement network on his shoulders......

And if he went...... Indeed, who else in all of Persia could resist Scurry's advance?

"Your Majesty, don't ...... Don't go ......"

The deer spirit trembled and pleaded.

Bogard smiled, a loving look in his eyes, and ran his hand through her smooth hair.

"Silly girl, it's not that day yet......"

Even so, he is also very aware of his physical condition.

It won't take more than five years.

And within five years, it was obviously impossible for him to become a saint-level master.

A generation of kings stared at the girl he had raised.

Although he is only in his early thirteenth year, he already has bright eyes and bright teeth, and is tall, showing the appearance of a full beauty embryo.

There are teardrops in his eyes, but he looks more and more like pear blossoms with rain, which is lovely.

"Little deer, it's getting better and better......"

Lu Lingxi's face suddenly blushed slightly, and he struggled coquettishly in Bogard's arms: "Your Majesty......"

Bogard's expression suddenly became serious.

"The young man was not a pure-hearted man, and he could see that he was having a great time with the Constantinople courtesan. ”

"Then when I'm my age, his desire is probably a little stronger. Just like me, I now have more than ten concubines. ”

"If necessary, give him the first time when you ask for help. Otherwise, he may not do his best to help you get back into your country...... You know, it's not that easy to get Scurry to spit out the meat he's already eaten......"

Lu Lingxi's little face changed suddenly.

"Your Majesty...... You, what are you talking about? The fawn doesn't understand ......."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you'll understand in a few years. You just have to remember what I say. Bogard said calmly.

His wise eyes not only saw through life and death, but also calculated everything behind him.

"No......" Lu Lingxi suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened, and he plucked up his courage: "Little deer...... I like Your Majesty......"

After saying that, she turned red again and covered her face with her hands.

Unexpectedly, Bogard's expression was unfazed.

"I know, how could I not understand the mind of a little girl like you. ”

He added: "When your mother secretly looked at me, her eyes were exactly the same as yours, except that your father saved my life on the battlefield......"

Bogard pushed the deer from him and let out a long sigh.

"My cousin's son is more like me than my useless boy...... When I'm gone, you can use him as my stand-in. It's just that my advice, you decide. ”

"After that young man in the temple becomes stronger, there will definitely be a lot of trouble, if there is no bond that makes him feel difficult to let go, maybe at the critical moment, he will be entangled by something...... After all, it was Scurry's old dog on the other side. And the slightest difference can mean victory or defeat at that time, life and death......"

At his level, everything that may happen in the future is clearly deduced, but it cannot be changed.

Bogard patted Lu Lingxi's thin shoulder with pity, looked at her stiff features, and said no more.

Even in the face of a generation of military gods, the death of the country is an inevitable result - for a thirteen-year-old girl, it is too heavy to put the burden of recovering the country on her shoulders now.

After giving birth to Bogard, he often wondered why God gave birth to Scurry again.

However, this life of hard work can also be called wonderful.

When he was alive, he trapped the old dog so hard that he could not move, and when he arrived in another world, it was enough to explain to his grandfather.

As for everything behind him, then leave it to fate, no matter what, he has done his best.

A generation of famous kings increased their quotas with their hands and thought silently.