The next day, Wei Wuya immediately went home to say goodbye to his father, who was suffering from hypothesia, and had recently slept more and woken up less, and his memory had deteriorated, and sometimes he couldn't recognize his son at once. Thinking of how beautiful and mighty his father was back then, and now that it is so bleak, can Wei Wuya not be annoyed or hateful? The ugliness of the family is not publicized, he was going to say goodbye to his father and go on the road, but the county lord suddenly jumped out on the way. There was really no way to get out of being stuck to this kraft candy, and Wei Wuya was going to go home first, but the monk couldn't escape the temple, so he had to go with her like a fart.

"The county lord and wait here, my father is sick, it is inconvenient to visit, and I hope to atone for my sins."

"What are you doing, follow me so politely, go and come back quickly~" The county lord already had a heart for Wei Wuya, but now that he is out of the palace, he is even more unafraid of talking and doing things.

"Thank you for your kindness." Wei Wuya had concerns, so he naturally couldn't detect the thoughts of the county lord's daughter, so he turned his head and entered the house.

"This nerd!" The county lord pursed his mouth, seeing his distant figure chic and dignified, and unconsciously overflowing with, thinking of this trip the two get along day and night, they don't feel happy, and the haze of many days has diluted a lot at the moment. That day, she cried bitterly in Wei Wuya's arms in the back garden, and she vented her grievances and sadness for days, she decided that Wei Wuya also had affection for him, otherwise she would not have stepped forward to care. It's just that God knows if Wei Wuya has a loving friend, but even if he does, maybe he is more ashamed than affectionate.

"Father, the child is leaving."

"Hmmm... Well. ”

"Father, take care of yourself."

"Hmmm... Well. Although the father woke up, his eyes were scattered, and he seemed to be a little unfamiliar with the surrounding furnishings, and he finally turned his head to see his son, but he did not stop for a moment, and then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"Father, rest assured, mother's revenge has been avenged, everything is as planned by the child, this time, I will definitely seek justice for you!" He gently held his father's hand, which was no longer strong, and still had the scars left by his previous birth and death, and his eyes were gradually reddening, but when he thought of his strategy, everything was going according to plan, and his eyes couldn't help but release the joy of success.

He saw that his father's snort gradually stabilized, and gently pushed the door out, and was about to go to the ancestral hall to worship his mother, but as soon as he turned around, he was bumped into the county lord's arms.

"Oops~It hurts me~"

"You, county lord!?"

"What are you, swallowing slowly, aren't you a child who is reluctant to leave his parents?"

“。。。 The county lord atoned for his sins, and when I said goodbye to my mother, I will go on the road. ”

"Okay, it just so happens that I'm going to visit my aunt together, and she will definitely be very happy when she sees me~" The county lord Wuji said to himself.

Wei Wuya didn't speak, and walked silently to the ancestral hall, and the county lord Wuji followed him, and he didn't see any clues from his face.

"Mother, the child has come to see you." Wei Wuya walked into the ancestral hall and knelt on the futon on the ground and bowed three or three times. The county lord of Wuji was caught off guard, and also knelt down, she looked at Wei Wuya's melancholy expression and stopped talking, so she had to quietly watch him give incense to his mother, everything happened silently, the gentle breeze outside the window blew the requiem bell hanging above the spiritual platform softly, and the county lord of Wuji suddenly felt sour again, and unconsciously had tears in his eyes.

Wei Wuya unconsciously looked back at the Wuji County Lord who was kneeling on the side, his eyes were affectionate and distant, in fact, he had already passed through her and drifted into the distance with his thoughts. He was immersed in the memories of his mother, and unconsciously burst into tears. The county lord of Wuji thought that Wei Wuya was looking at himself, and a trace of warmth rose in his heart, thinking that this person was very affectionate, and he would definitely take care of himself a hundred times in the future, but he didn't know that he was ruthlessly disturbed.

The falling flowers are intentional, the flowing water is ruthless, and the love in the world is probably like this. If Wei Wuya hadn't harbored a hatred, he wouldn't have been able to fight hard and practice his sword hard and gain power for a while, but what has supported him to this day has also become the shackles of his feelings, and all the tricks and tricks are to achieve the goal, how can such a mind tolerate warmth. However, sometimes in the eyes of women, such a man seems to be more and more charming, the kind of determined pursuit and intent, women will naively think that one day they will also use it for themselves.

They looked at each other like this for a long time, Wei Wuya abruptly retracted his gaze, the county lord of Wuji also wiped away the tears on his face, and shyly skimmed over and stood up, Wei Wuya walked past her, the county lord of Wuji thought that he was coming to hold her hand, and he was at a loss for a while, but he just walked to his side and stopped, and said, "Let's go." ”

"Okay." She said with her mouth, and she didn't know how many times she scolded him for being a fool.

When Wei Wuya left the palace, the palace people privately handed him a reluctant mouth of the first emperor, "The sword is in the people, and the sword is dead." This really has two meanings: on the surface, it is to let Wei Wuya hand over the military order, and if he does not succeed, he will become benevolent, but in fact, the prince and Kaihuang Jian will either be recovered, or they will not be able to come back.

Sometimes, the dead are more effective than the living. That's what Wei Wuya wants.