Chapter Ninety-Two: Men Don't Flick When They Have Tears

Meng Bei already planned to hand him over to his son first, and when his daughter grew up, he would hand it over to her, and now he couldn't take care of the ancestral teachings of passing on men to women, so that they could have the power to protect themselves in this troubled world.

Just when Meng Bei was still sitting on the ground and sighing, Meng Fei and Meng Lingling, who were in the cave, began to get anxious.

It stands to reason that with their father's strength, it should be very simple to go out to find some firewood, but after going out for so long and his father has not returned, they are all worried that something will happen.

Meng Fei was not worried that his father would encounter a beast, because in terms of his father's skills, encountering a beast was just a meal, what he was afraid of was that the Four Seas Gang in the city would catch up with his father again, and they would lose their fists to the four legs, and they were afraid that they would bully the few people with more people and use some conspiracy methods.

After waiting for another half pillar of incense, Meng Fei decided not to continue to wait here.

"Lingling, you wait here, I'll go out to find my father, if I haven't come back in half an hour, or if anything is wrong, run away!"

Hearing this, Meng Lingling also stood up, and she said anxiously.

"Brother, I'm going too!"

Faced with his well-behaved sister's request, Meng Fei couldn't bear to refuse, but he also knew that now was not a normal time to play, it was a matter of life and death.

"Be good, obedient, it's getting dark, you just stay here obediently, and wait for me and my father to come back!"

Obviously, Meng Lingling didn't want to stay here, she was also very anxious, and wanted to go with her brother to find her father, she pulled Meng Fei's sleeve, blinked, and looked at Meng Fei pitifully.

"Brother!"

In the face of his sister's repeated requests, Meng Fei's heart was ruthless, his tone was obviously much heavier, and he said with a little reprimand:

"You're staying here, you're following me, I'm going to be distracted to take care of you, are you here to help, or are you trying to hold me back.

If you want your father to come back safely, you can stay here and wait for us to come back. ”

My brother has already said this, Meng Lingling understands that she can only wait here, and she also knows that this is her brother's kindness, but she still can't help but shed tears, and she is afraid that her brother will not be able to let go after seeing it, so she can only secretly lower her head, for fear that her brother will see it.

The younger sister was standing in front of him, of course Meng Fei saw it, but he understood that now was not the time to feel distressed.

If Meng Lingling went out to look for him together, it might be more advantageous if there were more people.

But Meng Fei also has selfish intentions, because if his father is really in danger, he will definitely save his father, and maybe he will probably lose his life there.

But my sister is still so young, she is innocent, she still has a chance to live if she stays here, if someone really dies, he just goes.

After settling his sister, Meng Fei picked up a wooden stick and went out to find his father alone.

It was getting late, the road was rocky, and the branches and shrubs that had been dried up and yellowed by the sun were also very sharp, painful and itchy.

These were all small problems, bigger troubles, Meng Fei didn't dare to light a fire at all, nor did he dare to call his father's name loudly, so he could only look for it carefully in this mountain forest alone.

Because Meng Fei didn't know if it was the gang in the city that came to the door, if he called out loudly, it might cause even more trouble.

Moreover, there are also wild beasts in this mountain forest at night, Meng Fei only practiced some basic skills with his father, and he has not yet cultivated the secret method passed down by the family.

Usually one or two jackals, Meng Fei is still sure, if he encounters a more ferocious beast, he can only become a dinner delivered to the door.

Fortunately, Meng Bei also knew that he had been delayed outside for such a long time, and after he regained a little strength, he rushed back step by step with a wooden stick.

I don't know, is it the blood connection between father and son, or is it really lucky, Meng Fei pestle the wooden stick, carefully looking for his father in the jungle, and then he heard a rustling sound in the distance.

Meng Fei didn't know who it was, he didn't dare to show his head easily, he carefully lay on the ground, until that familiar face met his eyes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, all his strength seemed to be exhausted, Meng Fei wanted to get up, but he couldn't go to meet his father, his whole body was weak, and his eyelids were somehow, and he couldn't stop the tears in his eyes, and drops flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Gradually, he let out a slight sobbing, and when facing the fierce Four Seas Gang, he dared to protect his sister and stand up, but at this time he shed tears.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

If his father really had any accidents, Meng Fei couldn't imagine what the future would be like, how would he take his sister to live in this troubled world, and if he also died, how would his sister live.

All the pressure was on Meng Fei's shoulders, but fortunately, his father came back, the pillar came back, he was deflated, his emotions came up, and he couldn't stop his tears.

When Meng Bei was rushing back with his crutches, he had just emerged from behind a tree when he heard a small sound, not so much like the wind blowing through the leaves, but like a human voice.

Meng Bei, who had just experienced a fierce battle, suddenly cheered up, turned to hide his traces, and held the wooden stick tightly in his hand, really just out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den.

Holding this dried wooden stick in his hand, Meng Bei couldn't help but regret a little, he knew that at that time, he should have given more bribes to the guards and brought in the ancestral spear, so that he would not take a wooden stick now and fight with enemies from all walks of life.

Whether there is a weapon in hand, it still has a great impact on a master of weapons, Meng Bei is conceited If he takes the ancestral spear, even if he is not Zhao Lei's opponent, he will not lose so completely.

As for the wooden stick in Meng Bei's hand, it was very collapsed in terms of feel and all aspects.

Meng Bei thought that he had to go back as soon as possible and get back the spear hidden outside the city.

Now the world has become more and more turbulent, he has traveled south and north for so many years, and has been to many places in Zhao State.

From Meng Bei's point of view, in addition to a few roads in the core of the capital of Zhao State, the people can still eat enough.

The further you go, the more chaotic it becomes, especially in the border area on the edge, where there are people in chaos everywhere, white bones paving the road, corpses all over the field, and there are not a few people who have rebelled.

If Meng Bei hadn't been because of his ancestors, he would have stayed near the capital and lived a more stable and peaceful life.

However, Zhao Guo's control over the vicinity of the capital was too strict, and Meng Bei did not dare to take risks with his children, after all, his ancestors had done a lot of great things back then, which had caused great losses to Zhao State.

Meng Bei was not sure if Zhao Guo had special means to find them, so every time he passed by those core areas, he only passed by in a hurry, and did not dare to stay there for a long time, so he could only wander around these peripheral areas all day long.