"Yes, can I not know it? Young Master Jian, even if you turn to ashes, I know you. The princess gritted her teeth, as if she had some deep hatred with him, and her angry appearance had a different style.

"Sister, he is the one who saved our lives. Xunsha looked anxious and defended on the side.

The princess said hatefully, "Shut up, you go back with me." ”

"Sister. ”

"Go back. ”

"Yes. Xunsha glanced at Kenshin aggrievedly and followed the princess away.

Your uncle, what the hell is going on? I thought it was Peach Blossom Luck, but it turned out to be Peach Blossom Luck. Kenshin felt very innocent, and until now, he couldn't figure out what had happened to the sword.

"Dead fatty, if you can't come up with an explanation today, the master will fry your fat meat. Kenshin viciously grabbed Slender Jun, all of this is the fault of this damn fat man.

"Ah, ah, Yun Shao, lightly, strangle me. Slender Jun's fat body was lifted high by Kenshin, and his feet kicked wildly.

"It's hard to believe, it's just two different people. ”

"yes, it's too different. Ye Wan and Yun Ao sighed at the same time.

"I said you, don't be dumb, I still don't know what's going on. Kenshin put down the fat man, and depressedly picked up the supernatant moisturizing wine on the table and poured it violently.

"Let's put it this way. Ye Wan tilted her head to sort out her thoughts and said, "There is an old marshal in the Snow Light Empire, named Jian Wuxi. Joined the barracks at the age of twelve, from a soldier to a general, from a general to a marshal, step by step, he had no background, no one promoted, everything about him was a meritorious service in exchange for his life on the battlefield again and again.

His influence, whether in the military camp, or in the imperial capital, or even in the enemy country, is admirable. The previous emperor personally bestowed on him the title of military god, however, the heavens were very unfair to him, the sword family was passed down from generation to generation, and his son Jian Chenxing was also sent to the military camp by him, and he also let him start as a small soldier.

Jian Chenxing did not disappoint him, and with his excellent military acumen, he repelled the enemy again and again. However, fifteen years ago, in the Battle of Arras, due to the sudden betrayal of the allies, Jian Chenxing fell into a heavy siege, and when there was no help from outside and no food at home, the entire army of Sword Dancers, including himself as the commander, died in a fierce battle.

I stood in the gale

I can't wait to wipe out the heartache

Look to the sky

The clouds move in all directions

Sword in hand

Ask the world who is the hero

When sad parting, there is no one on the road differently

You are the most loyal in my heart

My tears rushed to the sky

In the afterlife, he should also be the hero

Return to the sunset

When the old marshal received the information, it was too late, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and he gathered the three armies, with boundless anger, almost flattened the betrayed principality, and then advanced all the way, linking the ten cities of the Qiantang Empire.

It's just that even if the entire Qiantang Empire is defeated, it can't be exchanged for the life of his son, and the emperor also understands the mood of the old marshal, and did not prevent him from taking revenge at first, but the neighboring empire Apsat will not watch them annex Costa, so he stationed troops on the border and may attack at any time, and the emperor was forced to call the old marshal back.

After this battle, the old marshal was disheartened, no matter how the emperor retained it, he resolutely returned the military power, he once sighed:

Half of the city smoke and sand soldiers are under the pool

Jin Ge Iron Horse fights for the world

One will be thousands of bones withered how many white send away black hair

Half of the city smoke, sand, blood and tears fell

The remnants of the horse cracked the armor and spread the red world

Half of the city smoke and sand fell with the wind

There is still a wisp of concern in his hand

The son died, leaving behind a three-year-old son. This is the last incense of the sword family, the old marshal doesn't want him to step into the barracks, he can live a peaceful life, and it is enough to inherit the ancestor of the sword family.

It's a pity that due to the doting of the old marshal, this child has developed a character of no one in his eyes since he was a child, bullying men and women, doing all the bad things, at the age of fifteen, he intended to insult Princess Yinling, and was caught by the Praetorian Guards, and the emperor read it in the face of the old marshal, and finally did not do anything to him.

Hearing this, Kenshin finally understood what was going on, and touched his nose with a wry smile: "This kid, won't he be called Kenshin, right?"

"It's the same name as you. Yun Ao looked at him and said, "As for the appearance, there are at least seven points of resemblance." ”

"So, that princess just now was Princess Yinling, and she treated me as someone who insulted her?" Kenshin screamed in his heart that he had been wronged, he had lived for eighteen years, and he had not even pulled a woman's hand, but now he was helping people carry the black cauldron for nothing.

"Then what happened to that kid? It can't be missing or braided, right?"

"You're right, when he was fifteen years old, he didn't know why, he ran to the Warcraft Forest alone and never came back. Ye Wan stared at him tightly: "If I'm not mistaken, you seem to have come out of the Warcraft Forest as well, right?"

"I've been in the forest all along. ”

"It's been since you were a child?" Ye Wan asked closely.

"Uh, no, I don't remember anything from before. "Kenshin secretly complained, I can't say that I flew here from the cultivation realm.

"That's right. Ye Wan clapped her hands and said, "According to my inference, you are the same person, after entering the forest three years ago, you lost your memory for some reason, and you have not come out until now." ”

"I'm rubbing, what kind of inference are you, hey, what kind of eyes are you doing, I'm really not him. The people next to him couldn't help but nod their heads, which made Jian Xin, who was already bitter, almost cry out in the sky.

"I'm still not convinced. Luo Tian shook his head and said, "Don't forget, that sword heart was personally identified by the High Priest of the Bright Sect Court, and he didn't have any magical affinity, so it was impossible for him to practice magic in his whole life, but he could instantaneously magic, how can you say that?"

"Confidant, Brother Luotian, you are really a good person. Kenshin was like seeing a savior, and the whole person rushed over, crying with a handful of snot and tears.

Yun Ao thought for a while and said, "Well, hearing you say this, I also remembered that that kid was once recognized as a waste wood in the empire, and in three years, no matter what, he will not turn from a waste wood to a genius." ”

"What a waste of wood. Miao Tiaojun said loudly on the side: "Yun Shao is not a waste of firewood at all, his fighting spirit is very harmful, and the battle master is not an opponent." ”

"Shut up for me, and fry you up again. Kenshin kicked him away with a hateful kick.

Totti said: "It's hard to say, in a place like the Warcraft Forest, if you don't want to be killed, you have to keep killing, and if you don't want to starve to death, you have to exchange your life for food, if that waste wood can live in the forest for three years, it's not surprising that it becomes a genius." ”

"Little white face, you are a communiqué personal vendetta. Kenshin glared at him in disgust.

"Okay, don't argue, it's true or not, we can't say for sure, if you want to say that the only one who can judge, I'm afraid that only the old marshal of the sword is the old marshal, and no one knows his grandson better than him. Ye Wan spread her hands, things have come to this point, and it is not that they believe it when they say they believe it.

"That's right, it won't be wrong to let the sword marshal debate. Slender Jun's eyes lit up, and with a wave of his fat hand, he said to several of his subordinates: "You guys, go and ask the sword commander, and tell him that Yun Shao is back." ”

"Dead fatty, do you really think I won't dare to blow you up?" Kenshin flipped a fireball in his hand and stared at him viciously.

"Don't, don't, Yun Shao, we've been wearing a pair of pants since we were kids, don't make this kind of joke with your brother. Slender Jun couldn't help but retreat, the heat of the fireball almost baking his fat.

Damn, who am I recruiting to provoke me? I helped that waste wood carry the black pot for no reason. Kenshin spread weakly on the chair and sighed uncontrollably.

Although Jian Wuxian handed over the military power, the emperor still kept the Marshal's Mansion in the Imperial City, and it took a while for the fat man's subordinates to report the news. However, it seems that Xunsha has already informed Jian Wuxian first, and as soon as the fat man's subordinates walked out of the restaurant, Jian Wuxian took a few people and broke in in a hurry.

Being able to rise from a small soldier all the way to a marshal, his own strength has already reached the peak of the War Emperor, and every time he breaks through, he is on the verge of life and death, therefore, the Army God Sword has no hatred, and he is recognized as the first person below the god level in the entire continent.

Since the only seedling in the family disappeared, Jian Wuxian seemed to be ten years old, sighing all day long, borrowing wine to drown his sorrows, when he heard the news that Xunsha sent people to tradition, it was like a thunderbolt in the sky to awaken the pride of the world.

Without saying a word, he dropped the wine bottle in his hand, and the momentum of the Emperor of War surged out uncontrollably, in order to take a shortcut, he forced his way into the forbidden area of the imperial city, shook back hundreds of forbidden troops with one move, and then crossed the city wall and flew straight to the southern area.

Garon, the current Emperor of the Snow Light Empire, just waved his hand weakly after receiving the report from his subordinates: "Let him go." "Jian Wuxian has worked hard for the empire for most of his life, and as long as it is not a rebellion, anything can be forgiven.

With a "bang", Jian Wuxian kicked open the door of the Dizi Pavilion and shouted loudly: "Xin'er, where is my heart?"

This old man is the so-called generalissimo of the sword, he looks quite good-looking, with starry eyes and sword eyebrows and dragon beard, and his demeanor is not angry but mighty, take a closer look, he really looks very similar to the master. Kenshin carefully looked at the old man in front of him.

"Xin'er, my good grandson and I, you're finally back. Jian Wuxian first glanced at everyone in the field, and finally stopped at Jian Xin, and suddenly became so excited that his eyes were full of tears, his tall body trembled slightly, and he rushed up and hugged him, so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

"Hey, old man, you're mistaken, I'm not your sword heart, no, I'm sword heart, it's not right, I'm rubbing, I'm not your grandson anyway. Kenshin couldn't struggle, so he had to explain desperately, but the more he talked, the more chaotic it became.

"Xin'er, what are you talking about? I'm your grandfather. Kenshin hated a little bit and couldn't react.

At this time, Ye Wan said: "Old Marshal Jian, what should have happened to the Sword Heart in the few years since he disappeared, and now he can't remember the past." ”

"What? Amnesia, my hard-working grandson, blame grandpa for not taking good care of you. "I feel even more guilty when I think of my grandson, who has no strengths, living alone in a place like the Warcraft Forest for three years.

Are you helping me?" Jian Xin glanced at Ye Wan with a wry smile, in this case, the explanation will only become more and more chaotic.

At this time, among the few people brought by Jian Wuxi, an old man with gray hair stepped forward and said, "Dashuai, since the son is fine, why don't you go home first?"

"Go home, yes, go home, Xin'er, your room, grandpa sent someone to clean it every day, and it hasn't changed at all since you left. Jian Wushu couldn't help but say, dragging Kenshin and leaving.

Okay, the master has accepted his fate, you can do whatever you like. Jian Xin closed his eyes and let Jian Wuzhi fly, in fact, he couldn't break free, the strength of the Battle Emperor was not comparable to the level of the Holy Fire Tiger Scorpion.