They are packing their luggage, according to them, the time for the army to start should be three days later, if this is the case, Lin Cheng will not be in a hurry, arrange for his own soldiers to live in the camp of the troops he leads, Lin Cheng is ready to take advantage of these three days to go home and ask his father for advice on this art of war. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Turning over and riding on the hissing dragon yin, the road back to the city Lin Cheng felt that the hissing dragon yin was riding more and more smoothly, his legs were tight, and there was a hissing wind and lightning under his crotch, and Lin Cheng rushed towards the city gate.

To say that this hissing dragon chant is really a symbol of status in the Bingcang Empire, usually Lin Cheng enters the city, it also has to go through multiple layers of investigation, this has been riding a hissing dragon chant recently, Lin Cheng can be said to be smooth all the way to the end, plus the sky is nearly late, there are no pedestrians on the road, Lin Cheng is also completely open to the speed of the neighing dragon chant.

The horse stepped on Feiyan, came all the way to the dust, in the stunned eyes of the guards at the door, tied up the neighing dragon and asked if his father was at home, and after learning that the answer was confirmed, Lin Cheng strode towards Lin Batian's study.

Every time Lin Cheng came to find Lin Batian, his father's desk was always full of maps and military books, and this time was no exception, smiling slightly, Lin Cheng knocked lightly on the door.

"Enter".

Putting down the brush in his hand, Lin Batian looked up, and after finding that it was Lin Cheng, a smile appeared on his tired face.

"It's back".

"Hmm".

The pace of entering the door was a little unnatural, the injury suffered during the competition is estimated to be a little worse now, the bump of the hissing dragon just now is really too powerful, Lin Cheng estimates that his wound is likely to have deepened, and the tingling pain between the waist and ribs still makes Lin Cheng's brows frown slightly.

"Well, I didn't suffer much loss."

Looking at Lin Cheng's unnatural appearance, Lin Batian obviously knew the answer in Lin Cheng's hand, slowly stood up, walked to the coffee table, motioned for Lin Cheng to sit down, boiled a pot of boiling water, made a pot of tea, poured two cups, and pushed a cup to Lin Cheng.

"Actually, you don't have to do it at all, isn't it good to live happily and comfortably?"

The arm holding the teacup trembled slightly, looking up at Lin Batian, who didn't look like a joke, there was a slight tremor in Lin Cheng's eyes, and he slowly put the teacup down, Lin Cheng asked rhetorically.

"Father, what do you mean by that?"

"I mean just like what I said just now, in fact, it's really good for you to be a comfortable big boy."

Got up and refilled himself with another cup of tea, Lin Batian's expression was still so calm, although the faint words were calm, but it hit Lin Cheng's heart like a boulder, his expression changed slightly, and Lin Cheng's face suddenly became a little cold.

"Are you holding me back?"

"That's right".

For Lin Cheng's rhetorical question, Lin Batian didn't have the slightest intention to refute, and he didn't know why, Lin Cheng didn't expect that his father would change his opinion on this matter so much overnight, and at this moment, Lin Batian wiped out his enthusiasm for talking about the art of war with him.

"It was the Ice Heng Emperor who gave you the Tiger Talisman, not me, so there are some things that you may have thought wrong."

The cold words came out of Lin Batian's mouth one by one, and with a light sigh, Lin Cheng tried his best to put more smiles on his face.

"I said goodbye to my father first."

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"Enough!".

Lin Cheng threw his hand away, and slammed the teacup on the ground, the crisp sound of the teacup when it hit the ground made Lin Batian stop what he said, and looked at Lin Cheng with an angry face in astonishment, Lin Batian didn't know why Lin Cheng was suddenly so angry.

"Why do you keep targeting me so much!".

Fingers pointed at Lin Batian angrily, Lin Cheng's face was full of anger, this degree of anger seemed to release all the anger he had suppressed for more than ten years at once, and he smiled suddenly, but Lin Cheng seemed to have suddenly regained his calm.

"Actually, I know, aren't you just afraid that I will surpass you?"

"Uh, okay".

Shaking his head helplessly, Lin Batian didn't refute anything, there were some words, Lin Batian didn't know how to say to Lin Cheng now, so now for Lin Batian, his silence may be the best answer to Lin Cheng.

Lin Cheng's heart is very painful now, very painful, he once thought that as long as he was good enough, his father would be kind to him, but he suddenly found that all this was an illusion, no matter whether he was good or not, in the eyes of his father, he was still the annoying child.

"I'll go first".

Lin Cheng felt that he couldn't breathe in this house now, and bowed slightly, Lin Cheng turned around and withdrew from the house.

Silently watching Lin Cheng leave, Lin Batian didn't say a word, and after Lin Cheng left, Lin Batian slowly stood up, and silently cleaned up the broken pieces of the porcelain cup by himself, no one knew what he was thinking, and he didn't know why he was so kind to Lin Cheng.

Lin Cheng, who left the house, was in a trance, and sat on his bed for nearly two hours, Lin Cheng wanted to cultivate, but Lin Cheng couldn't enter the state of cultivation.

Shaking his head vigorously and bringing a basin of water, Lin Cheng wanted to use the cold well water to sober himself up, but unfortunately, what the cold well water brought to Lin Cheng was not sober, but more endless troubles, the air seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and the heavy Lin Cheng couldn't breathe.

"Ahh

With a low roar, wiping a handful of water stains on his face, and touching his rumbling belly, a helpless smile appeared on Lin Cheng's face.

"Let's solve our own food and clothing first."

Stepping out of the gate, there were no traces of people on the street, looking around, Lin Cheng wanted to find a stall that had not yet closed, even if it was just a bowl of porridge, it was excellent for the current Lin Cheng, but unfortunately, Lin Cheng's wish was disappointed, and after walking two streets, Lin Cheng was stunned that he did not find a such paving.

The longer he walked, the stronger the hunger in Lin Cheng's stomach, and finally, the faint flickering lights not far away gave Lin Cheng great encouragement, and after three steps and two steps, Lin Cheng ran over.

The store is closing the stall, this hour, and the store really didn't expect that there would be diners coming to the door, but since the diners have come to the door, the store can't open their mouths, and put up the table, so there is still a little wonton left, so they made a bowl of wonton noodles for Lin Cheng.

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