He also couldn't guarantee that bringing him into Beijing would cause any trouble.

Moreover, the identity of the Yin Sha Dynasty is already very sensitive and troublesome.

But after thinking about it, this guy kept his promise very much, during the Shahai War, he said that he would not interfere, even if Jimo Lanze frantically transmitted the voice to him, he didn't see him come forward for half a point.

Since this is the case, Ling Tiansu didn't mind lifting the curse for him, so he agreed to his trip back to Beijing.

Fortunately, Jimo Spider Yin is a gloomy and dislike of people, saying that he is a peer, and after his body flashes, he disappears without a trace.

But when you call his name, his voice echoes in your ears as clearly as a ghost.

As for Her Royal Highness the Seventh Emperor Daughter, she also asked to return to Beijing together, but Ling Tiansu resolutely and decisively refused.

Just kidding, he didn't forget that not long ago, his lifelong happiness was almost ruined by this woman's knife.

She cultivated so much and hated him so much, who knows if she would suddenly stab him when he slackened his guard.

Then he will find someone to cry to.

The four of them walked south in the desert for a whole stick of incense.

Their feet were very fast, and when they were about to walk out of the desert, Ling Tiansu saw the two big white horses that Wu Ying bought.

The two husband and wife horses wandered in the desert for some reason, and one of the sturdy horses had obvious blood stains on its body.

There are few green plants in the desert, and there is no forage to raise, Ling Tiansu saw that they were very hungry, and fed a few peaches raised in the bells.

Both horses arched their shoulders affectionately.

"Strange, where is that young man?"

He remembered that he had entrusted the two horses to the boy in the inn who had survived.

The gloomy and sympathetic voice of the ink spider floated out of nowhere: "That young man was killed by me......"

Ling Tiansu: "......"

......

......

In the late period, in the quiet and solemn Ye Wang's Mansion, there was a secret letter from the shadow servant on the Ye Gong table.

The secret letter had already been seized, but Ye Gong was not in the room, and happily pulled the leader Ye Feng out to find a drink to drink.

Where had poor Ye Feng seen such an abnormal old prince Ye, and he was frightened and repeatedly confirmed that he was not tempting, but really wanted to go out to drink, so he followed out in a panic.

When he was drunk, he faintly heard the old man's reassuring voice echoing in his ears: "My grandson is coming back...... The grandson brought his granddaughter back safely...... The family reunion should hug the great-grandson. ”

The old man's voice went from a steady repetition to a pleasant hum.

Ye Feng thought in a daze: Great-grandson, your old man is thinking too far, right? Your grandson is only sixteen when he is full this year, so he wants a child?

But when I think about it, I can't help but feel a little sad and miserable in my heart.

The Ye family has a big family and has the power to support a country.

But he couldn't bear the incense withering, and now only one grandson was still stared at by the group of hungry wolves in the surrounding darkness, and he would fall into the deadly killing net if he was not careful.

Drunk in a daze, Ye Feng's cheeks flushed, and his neck blushed and slammed the wine bottle in his hand on the table with a "bang!"

For a while, he carelessly forgot the noble identity of the old man in front of him, patted Ye Shenfu's shoulder with one hand, and patted his thick chest with the other.

It is true that he looked like a big brother and said: "You and relax, the small appearance of the prince is the most like of the little girl, not a few days ago my brother's little niece who is twenty-eight years old, also came from the countryside to visit relatives, a very good appearance, if the prince can see it, in the house, he will be able to hold two fat babies in three years." ”

Ye Shenfu was in a surging mood when he heard this, rubbing a pair of palms like the withered bark of an old tree, and his old face was also red under the influence of wine.

"It seems that the old man has to make a good arrangement, hehehe. ”

Ye Feng is also: "Hey, hey, hey......"

Compared with the old man in Ye Wang's Mansion, the scene in General Helian's Mansion when he received the news of Helian's return was not so pleasant.

Under the dim light, Hui Sanniang did not let the maid turn on the lights, but hugged her son Xiaojun with a hint of trepidation in her eyes.

In her life, she actually had two sons, but the eldest one was secretly born from the stables when she was at her lowest.

Under extreme weakness, he stumbled and covered the child's mouth and nose, for fear that he would cry out for half a minute and throw him into the wolf's mouth in a panic.

For that child, she had no regrets in her heart, only deep fear.

She felt that he was a demon, the deepest knot in her heart.

She couldn't imagine how such a small baby could have survived under the wolf's mouth.

All she knew was that her children did not grow up drinking her milk, but monsters who grew up drinking demon blood!

His wolf-like gaze always sent chills through her heart, and she wasn't having the same nightmare every day and night.

I dreamed that the child returned, carrying a long knife, cutting off the heads of her and her favorite child, Xiaojun, and then went away to pay tribute to the demon wolf.

She was not unaware of the news of the rebellion in the Sand Sea, and when she received the news that Helian was rushing to the desert, she felt like she was relieved, and she was secretly ecstatic and relaxed in her heart.

Even in his heart, he kept cursing him to die in the desert, and it was always good to never find half of his traces again.

But now he's coming back......

How could she not be afraid!

"Mother's ......"

The little boy in her arms did not perceive his mother's fear, but rubbed his eyes and said that he was sleepy and wanted to go to bed.

"Bang dang!"

The closed door was violently kicked open.

The bloody aura suddenly swept into every corner of the room from outside the door, and the two gentle-eyed maids dressed on the left and right sides of the bed suddenly trembled and hurriedly knelt down.

Hui Sanniang's delicate body trembled fiercely, and the sleepiness on the boy in her arms suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving only fear and paleness.

Both of them trembled.

It had been some time since Helian Ba returned home, and his military uniform had long since faded into a vermilion robe with a black tiger tattooed on his chest.

Rao is like this, and the iron-blooded killing intent in his body is still strong and lingering.

He slowly approached the room, his burly figure standing tall and unmatched, looking like a tower of blood standing there.

Sharp eyes swept over Hui Sanniang, watching her tremble and push away the little boy in her arms to bow down.

The little boy also knelt down with trembling legs, and said in a trembling voice, "See...... I've seen my father......"

Helian Ba didn't even give him a glance, but looked at Hui Sanniang fixedly and sneered: "You stupid woman who gave birth to a useless waste can also look like a treasure!"

Hui Sanniang didn't say a word, biting her lip tightly.

Not because she was stubborn, but because she didn't dare, she was afraid that if she answered, she might cut it down at any time.

Helian stood with his hands in his hands, looking down at her as if he was looking at a ridiculous plaything: "Do you know, the baby son you gave birth to is very long for me, and now Tianque Tower can be said to be all on him and the little daughter of the Ye family......"

The tone seemed to be emotional, as if gratified: "That's the No. 1 killer organization in Kyushu, that kid is good luck." ”

The little boy opened his ignorant eyes, and for the first time in his life, he dared to look at his father, because he heard the words 'precious son'.

He thought that his father was boasting about himself, because he was the only son of his mother.

Helian Ba noticed his eyes, sneered in his heart, but with a cold and hard look on his face, he beckoned to him for the first time, and said, "Come here, ......"

Xiaojun's face turned pale at first, but remembering his mother's teachings on weekdays, he seemed to realize what his father's calling meant.

Even if it's not a surname, it's nice to be rewarded.

At a young age, although he relied on his mother, he also hated his mother's uselessness.

He was clearly the son of the Helian family, but he could only be locked up in this backyard, keeping her as a companion all day long.

He clearly knew in his heart that if he wanted to spread his wings and soar, the future would be open, and he would become a man of the year in Kyoto like his god brother and Shang brother.

He had to curry favor with the only master of the Helian family.

He didn't look back at his mother's pale and frightened look, he just hesitated and thought for a moment, and then ran towards his father without hesitation.

Helian Ba squinted at the tiger's eyes, squatted down and hugged him.

Xiao Shang inherited Hui Sanniang's deep thoughts, and knew how to please others, so he immediately giggled and let out a child's innocent laughter.