Chapter Seventy-Eight

The young man was dressed in a man's robe, his bright eyes were full of tears at the moment, his gaze was locked from afar, an old man in ragged clothes in the river, there were too many emotions in those eyes, as if he was silently stating his complex heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Commander Deng!" Bing Cong choked out to Deng Lin, pointing his finger at the red-faced man who was chasing the old man!

"Come a few people, tie them up, and ask about the situation!"

"Be careful of the safety of your father!"

Deng Lin glanced at it, and more than a dozen transcendent monks directly ordered!

"Yes" The four figures flashed, and before three breaths passed, they came back, one of them was respectfully holding Bing Quan and standing facing Bing Cong, while the other three people tied up more than ten people with a wave of their hands! As for a corpse floating in the river, it was naturally the red-faced man!

Bing Cong and Bing Quan looked at each other!

At this time, Bingquan was very excited, he tried hard to make a sound, but his lips squirmed slightly, he was too excited and lost his voice.

The two of them looked at each other from a distance, his cloudy old eyes, at this time, there was only burning love and endless guilt.

"Bang!"

Bing Cong had tears in his eyes, his knees were suddenly unable to support his body, he knelt on the ground vigorously, and bowed down with a crying voice: "Unfilial son, Bing Cong visits his father!"

How many years?

Fifteen years!

Bing Cong felt that several lives had passed, and looking at the old man in front of him, he felt like he was still dreaming.

When he was a child, he kept telling himself that his father was not dead, that he was not an orphan, that he was very hungry at that time, competing with dogs for food, with a wound, nesting at the foot of the wall, looking at other children with envy, and being carried by his father to buy the fragrant steamed buns.

Later, it wasn't until he learned that Bingquan was still alive that his blood began to burn, and a hope rose in his heart, and he vowed to find his father.

He was displaced all the way, went through a lot of hardships, was almost killed many times, no matter how hard and tired, no matter how dangerous the situation, he never gave up.

Because in his heart, there has always been a belief that if he wants to find his father, he must find him!

Fortunately!

All the dedication, all the efforts, all the persistence is worth it, from the ignorant and helpless child, to the waist-high boy who tastes the warmth and coldness of human affection, and then to the boy who is looking for his father......

Countless clips flashed in Bing Cong's mind, and the final picture was frozen!

At this moment, he and his father finally met. Although Bing Cong had tears in his eyes, the corners of his mouth showed a faint smile, and he felt that he would have no regrets even if he died in this life.

"My Cong'er, Cong'er!"

The old man's body struggled out of the man's support, he walked slowly, and when he arrived in front of Bing Quan, he squatted down and stretched out a pair of wrinkled hands, wanting to caress Bing Cong's face.

But he was also afraid that it would be a dream, and it would be broken when he touched it, so he didn't dare to touch it, and the tears in his eyes gathered into a river and fell on the tattered leather robe.

His lips kept twitching, and he kept muttering: "Cong'er, is it really you? Isn't my father dreaming? Are you really my Cong'er?"

"Yes, yes!"

Bing Cong stood upright, grabbed Bing Quan's wrinkled hand tightly, nodded heavily, and said, "Father, I am Bing Cong, I am your Cong'er, father, the child has finally found you." ”

"Cong'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Bing Quan hugged Bing Cong in his arms, choked up, and kept murmuring: "Cong'er, please forgive your father, it's useless to forgive your father, you can't bless you to grow up, forgive ......"

Bing Cong choked up and nodded: "I know, I know everything, father, I don't blame you, I just blame the child for being too naughty when he was a child, he shouldn't have listened to your scolding, sneaked out of the house, played outside, so that you couldn't find me..."

"Haha, you're naughty, naughty!"

"Otherwise, I'm afraid that our father and son will all be poisoned by Xiyou!

At this moment, Bing Quan suddenly let out a hearty laugh, but that heartiness was full of bitterness and hatred.

"Father, I'm looking forward to the final result of the Xiyou Dynasty!Because I'm following the King of the Eastern Wilderness!" Bing Cong's eyes narrowed, and his cold eyes swept over the more than ten people who were bundled, and said coldly.

Bing Cong raised his head suddenly, the tears in his eyes disappeared, his face became cold, he glanced at Bing Quan and said, "Father, let's torture these people first, and the child will talk to you later!"

Bing Quan got up, his face barely regained his composure, looked at Bing Cong and said, "Okay, military affairs are important!"

Bing Cong smiled and said, "Come on, interrogate from their mouths, the current location of the Xiyou Pioneer Army, and the deployment of troops!"

After Bing Cong is gone!

Deng Lin and Wang Yuan glanced at each other and nodded slowly, Bing Quan is a mortal, and he was able to avoid Xiyou's pursuit? What is the reason? Could it be that Xiyou lost four cities in succession some time ago, and he did it?

But thinking about it, the strength of the supernatural bloodline, the two of them were relieved, and at the same time, the hearts of the two of them were also hot, isn't this ice power exactly the talent sent to the door? If you can work for the Eastern Wilderness, then you will inevitably add another fierce general!

Although they have lost their exercises, His Majesty the omnipotent Hades may have a way sooner or later!

"Uncle Bing, I wonder what you think of our king?"

Deng Lin acted resolutely, and while Bing Cong took the four of them, dragged the Xiyou prisoners, and went to the rear to force confessions, he opened his mouth to Bing Quan.

Bing Quan did not hesitate, what could he not worry about his son's choice?

Bingquan sighed, brushed his sleeve robe, and said to Deng Lin: "I've seen Commander Deng!"

This salute is a courtesy!

"Haha, okay..."Wang Yuan saw that Deng Lin's daughter was not easy to contact with the man, so he hurriedly stepped forward, helped Bingquan's body, and said with relief!

The attitudes of the two parties were clear, Wang Yuan took out a sign and handed it to Bingquan!

"Think tank?" Bing Quan solemnly took it, looked at the three brilliant ancient characters on it, and muttered loudly!

......

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Bing Cong's face was gloomy, and he hurriedly walked over with four sergeants!

Deng Lin looked at the expressions of the five people, and secretly screamed in his heart, and sure enough, Bing Cong spoke.

"Commander Deng, the situation is very bad now, the million-strong army of Xiyou has already arrived a hundred miles away from the Wilderness City! Set up camp, we are one step late! Among them, there are 400,000 monks in the transcendent period, 600,000 monks in the desecrated period, and the leader is Youxuan, and the human holy period" Bing Cong rubbed his temples and said!

"What should I do! Can a military advisor have a good strategy?" Deng Lin raised his eyebrows, his face was full of bitterness, the first time he left the division, he was so unfavorable, he couldn't help but think of the appearance of corpses all over the city, even if he could take revenge in the end, it would be too late!

Gradually, the people present fell into deep thought, and the atmosphere fell silent.

......

"Your Majesty, ...... at the moment"

Secretly, Ye Jianer, dressed in a black robe, took out a communication ball and talked to Ye Ming to inform him of the current situation and the reaction of Deng Lin and others!

In the Ye Mansion, Ye Ming held a ball of light in his hand, and sat side by side with the old man on the chair!

"Oh, who is the city lord of Wilderness City?" Ye Ming's eyes lit up and he asked.

"Kong Qiu of the Kong family!" Ye Jianer replied truthfully!

"Did the military department give Commander Deng the soul breath of Kong Qiu?" Ye Ming asked again.

If the communication ball wants to contact the other party, it must imprint each other's soul breath in it in order to communicate with each other! Therefore, Ye Ming had such a question.

"Yes!" Ye Jianer's answer was also so crisp and neat, without the slightest nonsense!

"Then leave them alone," Ye Ming finished speaking, and ended the communication.

"Oh, according to this situation, how do you think it should be solved?" Ye Wentian opened his eyes, took a sip of tea, and asked curiously!

"Don't say it, don't say it!"

Ye Ming smiled slightly, touched Xiaoyu and Xiaopang beside him, and didn't speak!