Leng Dao was sixteen years old when he was named the king of Zhenxi by the Son of Heaven.

can talk about this young and famous little wolf king, except for the glorious history of seven years without a defeat, there are almost no secrets that can be talked about by others.

Don't say that others don't know, it's Leng Heshan, Leng Dao's nominal father-in-law, who can't say anything about the last righteous son.

On that night twelve years ago, the wind and snow fell on Zhennan City, defeating the enemy army, and the triumphant return of Leng Heshan was warming up in the living room, and the four wives and children were happy, and one derived peace.

Seeing that the people of the palace came to report, there was an old man at the gate of the palace and a child asking to see him.

It was the first time Leng Heshan saw the old man and Leng Dao beside him, and in his memory, the old man was emaciated, dressed in a white robe, and the white robe was not stained with dust, which was three points brighter than the snow that fell that night.

After decades of fighting horses, Leng Heshan also has the strength of gossip and martial arts, but in the face of the old man's glance, Leng Heshan has a feeling of suffocation as if he was pressed by the mountain.

At a glance, Leng Heshan knew that the old man was a bottomless master.

The second time I saw the four-year-old child, the child was wearing a black snow jacket, and I thought that the old man was worried that the snowy day was too white, so he put a little black on the child, so that he would not be unable to see it.

In the ice and snow, the child's face did not have the slightest redness caused by the cold, and his big eyes were fanned with a moist aura, which was very cute. The child hugged the old man's thigh, and when he saw Leng Heshan coming out, the child tightened the old man's weak arm and used force.

Strangely, the child was carrying a black bag that did not match his small body.

That night, Leng Heshan hadn't spoken yet, and the old man had already spoken.

"There is no disaster behind the two of us, even if we come to the Zhennan Palace, we will not summon you half a point of danger. ”

"The head of the Zhennan Royal Mansion just left some time ago, and I can serve as the head of the palace to ensure that your Leng family and the 200,000 Leng family wolves will not suffer from major disasters for ten years, but there are two conditions that the prince needs to agree. ”

"Don't ask me who I am."

"We need to treat this child as if we were our own, and when the child is weak, we will leave. ”

The old man's words were too domineering, and there was no room for negotiation, but Leng Heshan didn't even blink an eye before welcoming the old man and the young into the palace with courtesy.

Leng Heshan is a general, but he is not reckless as an ox, otherwise he would not press the military merits, so as not to make Long Yan angry.

The old man's calm momentum made him feel weak, and Leng Heshan knew that all the martial arts masters in the palace together would not be his opponent, and the old man asked him to go out to greet him, and he was also an arrogant lord.

But the old man's strength is transcendent, but he has never stepped on the middle gate of the palace, obviously arrogant but not arrogant, domineering and principled.

This is one of them.

Second, the Leng family is the martial arts family of the Tianyue Dynasty, a family of military officers, and they have made many enemies in the government and the opposition and the surrounding dynasties over the years.

Once the success is done, the bones are withered, and the dead corpses of the enemy generals pressed by his cold river mountain are like cow hairs. If he is really secretly obliterated by the enemy, he will lose his life for tens of millions of lives, this is his achievement as a general, and it is also the bleak end he is destined to in this life.

But half a hundred clan relatives and 200,000 Leng family war wolves are standing behind him, if he falls, there will be corpses all over the field.

The sentence 'to protect your Leng family and the 200,000 Leng family wolf warriors from the disaster for ten years' can be regarded as speaking in the heart of Lenghe Mountain.

But do you want to ask Leng Heshan if he has any suspicions about this old man?

None are all lies, in the face of a strange master who doesn't know the details, but investigates his family background, unless the 200,000 Leng family wolf warriors exhaust the martial arts source in the old man's body, he has no chance of winning.

Just think about it, keep people and leave a suspense for yourself, and gamblers also have to gamble on luck.

Until the Divine Decree of the Son of Heaven was handed down, he gambled on this luck for twelve years, and it can be regarded as a right bet.

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On that day, at the top of the Heavenly Pavilion, the old man muttered that there was no way out of Leng Dao, and Leng Heshan was not half angry.

Ten years ago, the old man said that he would protect his Leng family for ten years, and now that the ten-year period has passed, whether the Son of Heaven will be in trouble and whether the old man will stay is just a reason for love.

It is fateful for the Son of Heaven to be in trouble, and it is fortunate for the old man to stay.

is pitiful of his deep affection for Leng Dao's father and son, if the old man takes Leng Dao away from the Leng family, he does not blame, and he has no ability to blame, but Leng Dao goes, he Leng Heshan will have one less son.

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Two years ago, three days after the edict was issued, the 200,000 Leng family warriors were divided into five batches, and each batch of 40,000 stood with guns in the school field outside the Tiance General's Mansion.

Of these five batches of wolf warriors, there are 40,000 each of the four town kings, and 40,000 are stationed outside Tiance City.

In the living room of the General's Mansion, an old man in a white robe walked into the door for more than ten years, facing Leng Heshan, whose temples had turned a lot whiter in the center of the hall, his eyes did not fluctuate at all, and he could look at Leng Dao, who had become the king of Zhenxi at the age of sixteen, and the old man's eyes were full of spoiling.

Sixteen-year-old Leng Dao is already six feet tall, his angular and tough face has become more and more cold under the precipitation of war, and his dark and deep eyes are always flowing with the murderous aura of the enemy on the battlefield.

He joined the army too early, and since the age of nine, the murderous spirit and ruthlessness of the battlefield have been imprinted in his bones. This kind of influence is a good thing on the battlefield, a good thing for the Leng family, and a good thing in this huge river and lake that shatters yin and yang.

But it's not necessarily a good thing for cold roads.

"Sir, I know what you want to ask, and if Dao'er is as you wish, I have no objection. ”

Looking up at Leng Dao, Leng Heshan's palm under his sleeve was pinched.

"Dao'er, if Grandpa Mo takes you away now, are you willing?"

The old man spoke, and hit the nail on the head.

"Grandpa Mo is because of that holy decree?"

Treating this Mo Lao, Leng Dao naturally can't be a little disrespectful.

Since he was a child, he lived according to the old man, and after the age of nine he went out to fight, whenever he met a foreign plaything and antique, the first person that Leng Dao thought of was Mo Lao.

It's not a grandson, it's better than a grandson.

"Yes, the Leng family is no longer stable. ”

Mo Lao's words fell, Leng Heshan looked bitter, Leng Hua and Leng Fei The two little wolf kings showed dissatisfaction, and the corners of Leng Huan's mouth of the other righteous son were hooked.

It's been more than ten years, and even the stone hidden under the 10,000-year-old ice should be warmed up in the heart. The Leng family has been worshipping this chief manager for so long, but they didn't expect Mo Lao to be able to say such impersonal cold words.

Leng Heshan was silent, Leng Fei's three little wolf kings were cold, and Leng Dao stood in place with his brows furrowed.

"Grandpa Mo, those long-term memories, Dao'er hasn't remembered much since he was a child. Now that you are enjoying the glory of the Leng family, isn't it good for you to spend your old age here all the time?"

Brushing his eyebrows, the little smile on Leng Dao's face that had previously risen had a tendency to solidify, and he thought that Mo Lao was a little unkind.

"Besides, now that the Leng family is in full swing in the Tianyue Dynasty, as long as the Son of Heaven is not kicked in the brain by a donkey, what kind of stumbling block can he make for the Leng family?"

"Those who have military power win the world, the Leng family's 200,000 war wolves are enough to easily trample on every inch of land in the Tianyue Dynasty, with only the poor armor in the hands of the Son of Heaven and several major vassal kings, they should know very well the consequences of angering us. ”

And Dao'er can't remember the wandering back then, only that it was too bumpy, and it was uncomfortable. ”

Saying this, Leng Dao took a few steps forward and pulled Mo Lao's silver beard.

"Dao'er is now a member of the Leng family, and Grandpa Mo is also half of the Leng family. If the Son of Heaven really has bad intentions, shall we advance and retreat together?"

"If the emperor is a subordinate and urine, and we have a little more planning, what does it matter if the dynasty changes its surname?"

Leng Dao fell in one breath of this great rebellion against the king, and the temperature in the living room of the General's Mansion was much colder, but everyone, including Leng Heshan, held their breath, and their faces were not gloomy.

An edict from the Son of Heaven came, and their Leng family's arrangement was regarded as receiving orders, but if the court lord really had any cunning rabbit death and lackey cooking, it was really possible for Leng Dao to talk about it.

"Seven years of fighting horses has made Dao'er a little more ruffian. ”

The old man's eyes were fixed on Leng Dao's face, and Mo Lao smiled hoarsely.

"Well, if Dao'er doesn't want to leave, the rest will be arranged by you Leng Heshan. ”

"By the way, Dao'er won't complain about Grandpa Mo's cold and heartless words just now, right?"

After looking at Leng Dao for a long time, Mo Lao then walked towards the door with his waist bent, and laughed inexplicably when he walked to the door.

It's just that before Leng Dao spoke, Mo Lao shook his head again.

"Growing up, it's normal to be a little resentful. If you have grievances, you have the thinking to judge the truth and wrong, which is a good thing. ”

In the end, Mo Lao, who was quiet when he came, disappeared again.

Behind him, Leng Heshan sighed, and the other three sons of the Leng family looked cold, and pouted coldly, a little apologetic......