Phew, the child smacked the dirt in his mouth, and turned to look at the man he called Uncle Shangyang without paying any attention.

"Uncle Shangyang, don't make trouble, let's go quickly, grandma is still waiting for us?"

The child pulled up Wang Jiang's sleeve and was about to leave here.

Wang Jiang, who was a little confused by this child, didn't want to pay attention to this child, but not far away, he sensed that several Chen clansmen were searching for his traces nearby.

With the pull of the child, he trotted along the way.

This child, who called himself Shangyang, was very familiar with the bottom of Shengtian City, and took shortcuts, and after a while, he rushed to the outskirts of Shengtian City.

What catches your eye is a small, dilapidated building. Bungalow, before entering Wang Jiang found that there was an old man lying inside, with a little spiritual power on his body, Xu was also a monk when he was young.

The strange thing is that he didn't detect any spiritual power fluctuations in this child, and it stands to reason that the talent of the Protoss is superior, and there will be no situation where someone can't practice.

Trotting to the door, the child did not immediately push the door in, but stood in front of the door and tidied up his messy clothes, and then exhaled deeply to make himself look less tired.

Then he said to Wang Jiang, "Uncle Shangyang, look at me like this, grandma won't see it, right?"

Wang Jiang was silent for a while, it seemed that the old man inside was very important to the child of the Protoss in front of him, so he paid so much attention to his appearance in the eyes of the old man.

"No, it won't!" Wang Jiang seems to be slowly adapting to the title of Shangyang.

The child smiled happily, and a bright smile appeared on his face when he pushed the door open, "Grandma, I brought Uncle Yang over to see you."

The old man, who was almost at the end of his life, coughed a few times, struggled to get up, and tried not to look like a dying person.

The Chen clan people outside were still searching in the vicinity, and Wang Jiang was not in a hurry to find a place next to him and sat down, he also wanted to see what this child who was less than ten years old was going to do when he pulled such a stranger over as himself?

The old man tried his best to support his heavy body with his thin hands, and the child was always helping by his side, probably knowing that his grandmother's time was short, and there were tears in her strong and smiling eyes.

"Ah Si, I asked you to find your Uncle Shangyang, did you find it?" The old man had already seen Wang Jiang sitting there, but she still had to ask more, because she knew that the man in front of her was not the Shangyang she asked Ah Si to find.

Ah Si resolutely pointed to Wang Jiang, "Found it, grandma, look, this is Uncle Shangyang, I brought him back to see you!"

The old man looked at Wang Jiang, and then at his grandson Ah Si, as if he understood something.

His eyes were a little lost, but soon they brightened up again, and he waved at Wang Jiang with a smile, "Shangyang, is that you?"

Wang Jiang looked at the child beside the old man, and kept squeezing his eyebrows at himself, with a slight pleading gaze in his eyes.

Wang Jiang smiled, "It's me!"

"Is it really you, Shangyang my child, is our war with the demon clan over? I thought I'd never see you again, so come over and let me see if you've changed over the years."

Listening to the old man's words, Wang Jiang somewhat knew the role of Shangyang he played.

It turned out to be a Protoss soldier who rushed to the bloody land to fight against the Demon Clan, but now it seems that this Protoss man named Shangyang has died forever on the Scarlet Battlefield if nothing else.

With a sacrifice of that scale, no other living beings would be able to survive, except for the Great Ancestor of the Protoss and the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan.

Maybe this person called the Shangyang God Clan died at his own hands, Wang Jiang smiled bitterly, and then walked over.

Coming to the old man's side, Wang Jiang squatted down and let the old man's outstretched hand caress his face.

Maybe his age is not much different from the old man of the Protoss in front of him, or even older, but the old man in front of him has obviously reached the point where he has run out of oil and dried up, and he must not be able to survive tonight.

It's just the fulfillment of her last wish

Finish.

Hiding here by yourself can effectively escape the pursuit of the Chen family's people, at least now it seems that this is the case, and it is simply the price you need to pay for hiding here.

"Shangyang, it must be very hard outside, right, look at the hair is gray, the handsome appearance before now looks much older, and they are about to catch up with my old wife, I must have suffered a lot in fighting outside these years, my child, it's really hard for you!"

As she spoke, the old man burst into tears, because she knew that the person in front of her was not her child Shangyang, and Ah Si came to him, probably knowing that his life was short, so he hoped to be able to fulfill his wish to see Shangyang at the time of parting.

She now knows very well in her heart that most of her child Shangyang has died, and she can't survive tonight, and she will leave Ah Si alone in this cruel world in the future, so she cried.

She couldn't bear to leave Ah Si alone, but she couldn't help but cultivate to the bottom, and her life span was limited, and it was not easy to live until now.

"Ah Si, you go out first, I have something to say to your Uncle Shangyang!" The old man touched the tears in the corners of his eyes.

Ah Si glanced at Wang Jiang vigilantly, although he was not at ease, but finally nodded and agreed, "Grandma, I'm just outside, just call me if there's anything."

With that, Ah Si walked out!

There were only two people left in the room, Wang Jiang and the old man, and the hand that had been stroking Wang Jiang's face was also put down at this time.

The old man's eyes were slightly firm, and he bowed on the bed with difficulty, and said, "Thank you, sir, for being willing to follow Ah Si to fulfill my wish as an old woman, although I don't know what reason Mr. is, the old man is here to thank you for Ah Si's child."

Wang Jiang sat there and didn't stop him, he just nodded, it seems that this old man was also a sensible person when he was young.

"No need to do this, I do have my reasons, but it has nothing to do with you, don't worry!"

Wang Jiang tried to alleviate the worry of the dying old man in front of him, but the old man did not get up for a long time, and the room fell silent again.

"The old body still has an uninvited feeling, and I hope Mr. can agree!" The old man still maintained a prostration.

Wang Jiang didn't reply, just looked at the figure of the child outside the door, he had already guessed in his heart what the old man would say next, and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I'm just a passerby, and I can't help you anything!"

But the old man was still unwilling to give up, so he took out an object wrapped in layers of oilcloth from his pocket and handed it to Wang Jiang, "If Mr. agrees, this thing will be given to Mr., and I hope Mr. will not refuse."

Stretched out his hand to take the object wrapped in the layer of oilcloth, and when he opened it, it turned out to be a token, and there were special spiritual power fluctuations on it, which did not look like a fake.

"What is this?" Wang Jiang asked curiously.