Jiang Li looked at the divine soldier in front of him, and seemed to have some kind of attachment to himself, which made him stunned for a moment, could this be the rumored divine soldier with spirits?

At this time, Mo Zhai's face became more and more pale, and he barely stood up with the support of Xun Ji, looked at the divine soldier in Jiang Li's hand like a loving father, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, give them a name." Jiang Li shook his head, "Grandpa Mo, this is your painstaking work, how can you let me name it?" "Your Highness, this is the last gift I left for Dayan, this is something that belongs to Dayan, and it belongs to you!"

Jiang Li looked a little embarrassed, and looked at Xun Ji, who was gently patting Mo Zhai's back on the side. Seeing his gaze, Xun Ji pondered for a moment and said, "Why don't you call him Hegui?" ”

"Crane return?"

"Exactly, our Dayan Dynasty started in the land of Liaodong, in Liaodong, there are cranes, famous cranes return, and there is the implication of turning cranes into Liao."

"The crane returns, the crane returns...... Hahaha, good, good, good name, or you, a poor and sour old show, are only educated. ”

Jiang Li also looked at the sword in his hand with great energy, his fingertips crossed the end of the sword, and he whispered, "From today onwards, your name will be Hegui." Jiang Li could feel that the sword in his hand seemed to emit a cheerful mood, and he seemed to like the name very much.

At this time, the dagger in his other hand also conveyed an impatient emotion to Jiang Li, Jiang Li smiled, and said to Xun Ji and Mo Zhai: "Two grandfathers, let me name this dagger."

"That Xiaoli, have you figured out what your name is?"

"Let's call it 'Moli.'"

When the two old men heard the name, they were silent. Especially Mo Zhai, who couldn't hold back his tears, flashed a look of relief and relief in his eyes.

"Let me go, old man." Mo Zhai pulled away Xun Ji's hand, faced the north, knelt down slowly, and slowly bowed down with a hint of pride: "Your Majesty, the minister lives up to the holy trust!" ”

- Poof!

Suddenly, Mo Zhai spit out a mouthful of blood from Yangtian, so frightened that Xun Ji and Jiang Li hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, Mo Zhai smiled and waved his hand, "I'm fine, I'm finally relieved, don't cry and lose your face, today is the happiest day I have had in decades." ”

"Old man, stop talking, I'll go find you Langzhong right away." Saying that, Xun Ji was ready to leave.

Mo Zhai took his hand and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Forget it, I know my body myself, it stands to reason that I have already run out of oil and the lamp has dried up, and now I am just returning to the light,"

"My apprentice ......" as he spoke, the partition of the cellar was opened, "Master, dinner is ready, you can come up and eat quickly when you are done......" Seeing Mo Zhai lying on the ground, Mo Feng was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Master! Y-What's wrong with you? "It's no longer good to be a teacher, Ah Feng, I've handed over all the things that should be handed over to you, as for how much I can learn, it all depends on your creation, after I die, I will be cremated, and I will find a place to bury it here, I am ashamed of my ancestors and ancestors, and I have no face to go back to my ancestors for burial." Cough...... cough ......" Mo Zhai spat out a mouthful of blood again, his face full of ruddy glow. "Don't cry, didn't I tell you, men don't flick when they have tears; In the future, you have to listen to your Uncle Xun and His Royal Highness, our Mo family, loyal to Dayan for generations, you must inherit my will and help...... Your Highness...... Reinstatement. Mo Zhai closed his eyes in relief.

"The Emperor...... Your Majesty...... Lao Chen...... Here it comes. ”

"Nope! Master! Mo Feng knelt on the ground and cried hard, but received no response.

Xun Ji also closed his eyes in pain, people of his same era were almost no longer found, and now that Mo Zhai was also dead, the sadness in his heart was even worse, when people reached their old age, they suddenly destroyed the country, and their old friends died, at this moment, Xun Ji seemed to be ten years old suddenly.

Jiang Li clenched his fists, he was not particularly sad about the old man he had just met today. Although he was young, he also knew that birth, old age, sickness and death were the normal state of life. For the story that Mo Zhai told, he didn't want to delve into it anymore, after all, it was a matter of the previous generation, and he couldn't tell whether it was right or wrong, just what this old man did for him today, Jiang Li respected it from the bottom of his heart, and silently prayed for this giant in his heart at the moment.

A generation of giants has fallen. What he didn't know was that decades after his death, when Hegui and his master Jiang Li were famous all over the world, Mo Zhai's casting skills were praised by later generations. ”

Later generations have poems praising it: After a few years of road turns and peaks and returns, life is full of ups and downs; There are 80 million weapons in the world, and the leader of the sword belongs to Hegui.

After a short period of sadness, Mo Feng wiped the tears on his face, raised his head to look at Jiang Li and the others, and said: "Your Highness, Master Xun, although the master said that he would not return to the ancestral land, I still want to send him to the ancestral land for burial, I believe that no matter what mistakes he has made, it is all a matter of life, and he will still return to the ancestral land after death, and I am afraid that he will be lonely if the master is buried in this kind ......of place."

Xun Ji sighed and said: "Lao Mo is just a demon in his heart, this is the case, you can send Lao Mo back to the Mo family's ancestral land for burial, I believe no one will stop you." ”

Mo Feng nodded, took out a jade pendant from his arms, and handed it to Jiang Li, "Your Highness, this is a token of my Mo family, I will go to the ancestral land, I will keep filial piety for my master for three years, and I should also concentrate on honing my skills in the ancestral land in the future, if His Royal Highness has a call, someone will find me with a token, the south and the north, Mo Feng will arrive!" ”