Chapter Twenty-Five: Indifference to My Father
It's just that General Yan Yuji's eyes are a little strange when he looks at Bai Yan, in fact, it's strange if it's not weird, when he was looking for the White Smoke Squad, he passed by the territory of the Qingyan Gang, and when he saw thousands of corpses that had turned black and rancid, he couldn't help but feel a coldness in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Now when I see Bai Yan, I feel that how can this person in front of me be so ruthless, you must know that there are not only gangs in the Qingyan Gang, but also many family members, women, children, old and young, and those people also died tragically because of the Qingyan Gang.
"You don't need to look at me like that, those people you think don't deserve to die will join the Qingyan Gang sooner or later and become the mountain bandits on the scourge side, rather than keeping them as the scourge party, it's a good thing to die now. Bai Yanqing's cold voice was so justified.
"I'll take over the rest of the matter, you've done your job very well, go back to the army to cultivate. Although General Yan Yuchen understood the truth of what Bai Yan said, he still had some resistance in his heart.
"Starfish Castle, what are you going to do?" Bai Yan originally wanted to deal with it himself, but unfortunately he was short of manpower and limited strength, but now it is better for An Sheng to improve his cultivation.
"Since I'm here, I don't have much to say about the fate of that Starfish Castle. Yan Yuchen looked proud, as if he was saying that Bai Yan was so idiotic about the question you asked.
Bai Yan nodded, with the style of the Hundred Souls Clan, as long as the target is determined, a small number of elite forces will be touched, and they will be crushed and completely crushed by force.
The injury was also much better, and under the escort of Nie Er and Zang Hai, Bai Yan didn't want to continue to delay, and slowly rushed back towards the barracks.
According to the planned one-month period, Bai Yan's group came back more than ten days early, and the reserves in the empty barracks basically did not return. Under the rare purity, Bai Yan recuperated with peace of mind, and only waited for the large army to come back and slowly liquidate the military industry.
Five days later, Bai Yan's body has recovered a lot and he is able to move around at will. As soon as Bai Yan wanted to get up and go to Sanhua City to buy some things, his cheap master Manjiang walked in leisurely, and he didn't know how much wine he drank.
"Boy, you have just healed this buckle, where is this advantage going?" The boss who glared at Manjiang angrily, he didn't want to let the apprentice who had been looking for a fight hang up.
"Master, I'm not lying uncomfortable, my long sword is broken, and I also need to buy a new short sword. "Bai Yan's equipment was purchased before entering the barracks, and he who has already become a first-level soul master and entered the intermediate level of a first-level soul master, naturally he will not be satisfied with such a weapon anymore.
"In this way, the matter of the long sword can be put on hold for a while, you go with me to meet someone first, maybe your short sword problem can be solved. Manjiang walked ahead, and it didn't matter if Bai Yan agreed to meet this person or not.
After hesitating for a moment, Bai Yan followed, and after getting along with Manjiang for a long time, some things naturally have a tacit understanding, anyway, they won't pay it back, and everything else is nothing.
Follow the Manjiang River to the center of the barracks, which was originally the broken tent of the Manjiang River, but I don't know when this tent was replaced by a delicately made Chinese army tent, the flag is orderly and full of momentum.
Bai Yan paused slightly, and then continued to follow him without hesitation, thinking that it might be a high-ranking figure in the army who came to the reserve training camp, but he didn't know which one.
"You wait here. With a command of white smoke, Manjiang opened the curtain and entered the Chinese army's tent.
looked at the four sergeants guarding the big tent next to him, and felt that his coercion had reached at least the level of a second-level illusionist, such a cultivation was actually just here to guard the big tent of the Chinese army, thinking about it, Bai Yan probably guessed it, how could this guy remember to see himself?
After waiting for a while, Manjiang walked out of the big tent, and when he saw Bai Yan's face like a black cloud, he knew that Bai Yan had already guessed who the person in it was.
"Be respectful when you enter, I know you are disgusted with him, but he is a general. Manjiang said a few words, but after thinking about it, he shook his head, and let the two of them deal with the rest of the things by themselves.
Bai Yan's eyes changed from indifference to hatred and indifference, so that the last calm was waveless, and these changes were completed in an instant, Bai Yan touched the short sword flying knife on his waist through his clothes, and then walked in steadily.
"The last general, the white smoke general, the general. Bai Yan walked into the military tent, did not look up at the general sitting on the main seat, and held his fists at the door, bowed slightly.
"Is this your attitude when you see your father?" the general on the throne shook his head helplessly, with a little anger and a bit of bitterness.
That general was none other than Bai Yan's father, General Bai Zhenhai, the supreme commander of the Red Flame Army. Xiu is powerful and heroic, but when facing Bai Yan's son, it seems that all the general's tricks have become indifferent.
"The last general was an orphan without a father. Bai Yan still didn't look up at the person in front of him, although he had crossed over, but the humiliating treatment of this body before made him understand that the person in front of him was not worthy of his respect at all.
"I know you hate me in your heart, and I know I have no right to blame you, some things are a cycle of cause and effect, and what your mother did before caused too much damage, so don't blame them. Bai Zhenhai stood up and took a step forward with his feet, but he didn't seem to know what to do when he got close to Bai Yan, so he retracted his feet.
"All I care about is what happens right in front of my eyes. Bai Yan didn't say clearly, whether he only believed everything he saw and didn't listen to any explanations, or just wanted to live in the present with peace of mind and didn't want to pay attention to the past.
understood that this matter could not be resolved in a while, and Bai Zhenhai did not force it, so he went back to his chair and got on business.
"This time, you exterminated the two gangs of mountain bandits, exterminated the Phantom Rebellion Squad, and the first-level and second-level fighters who died in your hands had more records than a normal second-level powerhouse in his life, and your military industry was enough. ”
Bai Zhenhai announced: "First appoint you as the captain of the first action team of the reserve team, and you have the right to form a team and make decisions in wartime. ”
"What kind of organization is that?" Bai Yan didn't know, as if he had never heard of it.
"Just like the Hundred Souls Clan, in fact, the Hundred Souls Squad is just an elite squad drawn from a thousand people, this squad is personally selected and led by the captain, and you now have the right to choose the action team members from the reserves. Bai Zhenhai naturally wanted to explain, and took out a bag from under the desk and threw one of the boxes to Bai Yan.
"The affairs of the action team will be explained to you in detail, I heard that you need a short sword, this box contains the one I gave you, and there is also a book of swordsmanship, even if it is a reward for your military merits." ”
Taking the box, Bai Yan's arm sank slightly, although the box also has some weight, from the shaking of the box, this should be something heavier in the box.
Opening the box, two chicly sharpened short swords and short swords appeared in front of him, with a black hilt coiled dragon pattern, and the sword body of the short sword was written in dark red, crimson. Especially to the two blood grooves of the knife body mountain, which faintly exudes coldness. It was obvious that it could be felt that there were definitely hundreds or thousands of people who died under the pair of daggers.
I took it in my hand and tested the weight, the weight of this crimson short sword was more than ten times heavier than normal, and it should have been made of special metal.
There is also the swordsmanship called the Shining Cloud Three Style is even more interesting, Bai Yan just quickly flipped through the side and wrote down the contents, I have to say, this swordsmanship has reached the level of Xuan, absolutely good.
Swordsmanship and fist techniques are all necessary combat skills for soul masters, and many illusionists have to use these martial arts to increase their combat ability when they only master one or two abilities. Especially illusionists like White Smoke, who can only fight on the surface, need these things even more.
"General Xie. Bai Yan was happy in his heart, but his mouth was still tepid.
Bai Zhenhai's face was depressed, he hadn't realized that he had been suffocated like this by a person for many years, and he was still a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child. Originally, there were some words that I wanted to explain, but when I got to my mouth, I swallowed them back raw.
"I really don't know why you have such a heart, but then I'm relieved, you go, there are some things we'll talk about later. ”
Bai Yan turned around silently, but as soon as he took a step, there were still some questions in his heart.
"My mother, what the hell did she do? Is she still alive?"