For Gu Hai's rudeness, Zheng Ling never cared.

In the entire Tang Kelina, on the top of this high mountain, only Gu Hai dared to face this fierce half-god king like this.

Looking at the pitiful Yu Shengling who was kneeling on the ground on the side, he patted his head and said seriously: "Back then, I was just a little soldier who followed your grandfather in the battles, or General Yu didn't care about me back then, I want to thank him, he taught me what loyalty is and what is benevolence." ”

"I'm so strict with you today, don't blame, I don't want the former God of War family to fall into your generation, at least after I die on the battlefield one day, you are gifted, and you were born to be a good material for cultivating gods, just like when your grandfather was young, your grandfather took great pains for your grandfather, and scolded him every day for not being a big deal!"

"However, the strongest person of the younger generation in the Seventh Gate back then was none other than your grandfather, Ah Sheng, do you understand, how many ancestors of your Yu family are on this totem?"

Yu Sheng, who was kneeling on the ground, blinked his eyes, frowned and thought: "Two, less, three? Ah Sheng doesn't know, Ah Sheng has been the same as Ah Hai since he was born, and he hasn't even seen his own father and mother, or one day Grandpa Tianshi found Ah Sheng with a glowing stone, saying that Ah Sheng's clan is a big hero, and he wants to take Ah Sheng away, Grandpa Tianshi is very good, he gave Ah Sheng a lot of delicious food, and brought Ah Sheng here, but Grandpa is gone!"

The more Ah Sheng talked, the more aggrieved he became, but his red eyes never shed a single tear!

Ling Ling sighed and said with a smile: "If you want to cry, cry out, while no one will laugh at you now!"

"I am a descendant of the god of war, and I will only shed blood, not tears!"

At this moment, Yu Sheng's stubbornness was almost the same as Gu Hai, and the trance spirit felt like one person in the two of them.

"Smack!"

Zheng Ling stretched out his hand and flicked a finger on Yu Sheng's head, gritted his teeth despite the young man's pain, and asked with a smile: "Hey, the little guy still knows how to shed blood without tears, I haven't told you this, say! Who taught you!"

Yu Sheng rubbed the red on his smooth forehead, and said, "I...... Not me...... It was said by Lord Lan Mu, once someone broke his forehead, and I heard it next to me when Lord Lan Mu was cleaning his wound!"

Maybe it was because he heard his wife's name, a trace of guilt flashed in Ling Ling's eyes, and then he returned to the same as before, and laughed: "You kid has a kind, I don't remember half of what I taught you, and a woman will remember it so clearly when you teach you!"

Then, Zheng Ling subdued Yu Sheng, who was kneeling on the ground, and led the two teenagers with his big hands to the left and right, and walked to the huge windmill at the highest point next to him.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the hazy black double lion in the wind and snow, with a hint of exhaustion and a little toughness, and asked, "Look, what is that?"

The two huge gates sat on both sides of the canyon, and the battle flags on them were blown by the wind and snow, but the sound could never reach the top of the mountain where the village was located.

Most of the people living in the village may never see the world behind the Black Fortress, and only the joy of victory will come back, and no one will ever return here with sadness.

If there is a pure land in everyone's heart, then this quiet village is the pure land of the Xiongguan soldiers on the top of the mountains.

On one side is the battle-torn Shura battlefield, and on the other side is a warm bed of calm and tranquility.

In addition to the aurora in the sky, which does not distinguish between day and night, it is the crimson fire that occasionally illuminates the sky!

These two stubborn teenagers, who were usually uninhibited and indulgent, became extraordinarily quiet at this time.

They knew that there was bleeding and roaring in the unseen places, but even if it was dangerous, the adult adults of the village would enter the mouths of the two black lions one after another, and never heard from them.

Perhaps as the commander, Wei Ling knew where they went, but he couldn't bring back this group of soldiers who were going to die.

Zheng Ling looked at the Xiongguan Fortress in the distance and slowly introduced it to the two teenagers...... It's like opening a never-ending chatterbox.

"The one in the east is called Wanxu Pass, the place where tens of millions of suns and moons rise, and there are hundreds of levels extending outward, until the East China Sea is above the ice ocean, and the distance between the checkpoints is less than ten miles, and a majestic martial artist can definitely run to it in less than half an hour!"

"The one on the west side is called Ningyuan Gate, and seventy percent of the military strength of our Blood Song War Regiment is stationed, a full 450,000 troops!"

"It's amazing...... It's amazing!"

"In the entire Heavenly Punishment Legion, the strength of our Blood Song Clan is the largest one, and the other legions don't even have half of the number in front of us!"

"Hmph, where are they refining the primordial gods, compared to our divine cultivators who have bathed in thunder and lightning and molten fire on the battlefield?"

"No one can compare, no one can ...... it"

And Gu Hai and Yu Sheng sat quietly on the left and right sides of the Ling Ling, listening carefully, and did not intervene from beginning to end, disturbing the excited and dancing Ling Ling.

Gu Hai could see that what the Ling loved was not the battle on the battlefield, but the land they guarded.

Yu Sheng could see that Zheng Ling hoped that he could be like the ancestors, and be a god in blood!

After waiting for the words to finish the words in his mouth, Gu Hai asked with a smile, "Grand Overseer, we have 600,000 blood warriors in the Blood Song Clan, I don't know how many I can lead?"

Zheng Ling was originally listening to Gu Hai's inquiry with his head sideways, but suddenly his body shook, his eyes widened, his expression was in disbelief, and he said with a short breath: "What did you just say?"

Gu Hai learned from the appearance of Zheng Ling on weekdays and smiled: "Dare to ask the Great Overseer of Blood Song, if I Gu Hai joined the army and made meritorious contributions, how many soldiers and horses can I lead, and how many fiefs can I get!"

Ling Ling laughed: "If your kid is famous, do you still need me to distribute the soldiers and horses?"

Then he seemed to find some differences after Gu Hai's words, and said seriously: "You kid is ambitious, and you are very bold, and the great venerable has never canonized me a single piece of territory, so it is impossible for you, understand!"

Yu Sheng, who was smiling on the side, also stood up at this time, pulled the Ling Ling, who was much taller than him, and said, "Uncle Zheng, Ah Hai is asking you, but he is asking how much territory you can canonize him!"

Ling Ling was silent for a long time and said, "If one day Ah Hai and you both make great contributions, you two brothers will be half of each other!"

"What about Brother Ming?" the two teenagers asked at the same time.

"The great merit was snatched away by the two of you, how can that kid still have a chance? Let him lead the horse and raise the flag for the two of you in the future......"

"What about you, Uncle Zheng?"

"I'm the Immortal Alliance Overseer, and I'm the real Overseer with a few old guys above!"

"Hahaha...... Hahahaha......"

No matter how big the wind and snow are, at this time, it can't hide such an indulgent three people, one old, two young and three, in Zheng Ling's heart, this may be the joke words of the two children to him.

However, from Gu Hai's clear eyes, Yu Sheng could see that there was a red light in the eyes of his best friend since childhood, which was a raging fire, which by the way ignited the beacon tower in his own heart......