Gong Xiqiu stared at this scene in a daze.

The scenery in front of me blurred as my eyes filled with tears.

"Always...are they always by my side?"

His voice was trembling and choked.

"How could it happen...I don't even know..."

If he knew, he must make himself live a better life in the past few years, practice harder, and live a happier life, instead of forcing himself to do unhappy things. Although Gong Xiqiu has indulged in fun these years, he doesn't

hapiness.

I don't know how disappointed they must be to let their elders see that he has become unrecognizable due to his addiction to hatred. He was once the future warrior of the Gongxi tribe whom they had high hopes for, and he was the treasure of the tribe that all the elders would feed him snacks when they saw him.

"you?"

Jimo Can's voice was somewhat sarcastic.

"There are still many things you don't know..."

For example, Gong Xiqiu didn't know what he would lose if he chose revenge, nor did he know how many people's expectations and contributions his little life carried. When he knew that, all the pain could only be digested and chewed by himself.

.

No one is watching him or accompanying him in secret anymore.

However, he has no right to stop him from taking revenge.

This is Gongxi Qiu's wish, why is it not his own? He has secretly taken care of him for many years, and helped avenge the Gongxi clan, which can be regarded as making up for the absence of more than twenty years. In the days to come, he can only

Left on his own.

The young eagle will one day leave the wings of its parents.

not to mention--

What kind of young eagle is he considered at his current age?

"Tell you, what can you afford?" Jimo Can looked at Gong Xiqiu indifferently. The latter looked like a puppy that had been wronged outside. He was pitiful and eager to get into the arms of the person closest to him.

Confide and confide...

This look...

Jimo Can was somewhat disgusted with it.

This child is the same as his mother and uncle complained. He is somewhat not very smart. The eight-foot-tall man who weighs more than 100 pounds is not as smart and alert as his mother, nor is he as crooked as his uncle. He can only write down his thoughts.

on the face.

He was straightforward in doing things, and thought he was so scheming. If he hadn't wiped his own butt, would he still have wanted to deceive Tang Guo?

"Then you should tell me!"

Whenever I mention this Gong Xiqiu, I get angry.

With red eyes, he vented the long-standing negative emotions. They had met for a year or two, not just a day or two. This guy always regarded himself as a member of the tribe and never told himself about their relationship. He let his random thoughts go. I don’t believe it was unintentional.

of!

"What else are you hiding from me?" Before Gong Xiqiu decided to find out the whole story, he didn't believe a word he said!

My uncle is right, literary scholars are all evil-hearted. Nine out of ten sentences they say are false. The remaining one is left to you to guess. If you guess wrong, you are not smart enough.

How can there be such a father in this world?

Jimo Can's high priest's attire rustled in the strong wind. The sand and dust raised by the fierce battle between the tribesmen's heroes and Tang Guo blocked the light and outlined a shadow on his face. The two were not far apart, but Gong Xiqiu could not see clearly.

The look on the other person's face.

There was a vague uneasiness in my heart.

"You...you are talking..."

He didn't say anything, he was a little panicked.

You're not really angry, are you? I'm just resentful of being deceived for many years, so it's not enough to get angry? He hasn't even gone to my mother's grave to accuse this person of being heartless and heartless! Angry!

Jimo Can did not answer, but showed his usual sarcastic sneer. His eyes fell on Tang Guo, who was still gaining the upper hand despite being besieged. He raised his wooden stick and pointed at it, saying: "As long as you can get his head now, I will do it."

Tell you."

Gong Xiqiu stared at Tang Guo with red eyes.

Shouted: "Okay! A gentleman's words——"

Jimo's thin lips moved slightly.

"It's hard to chase the horse!"

After receiving the guarantee, Gong Xiqiu regrouped like he was beaten to death. He raised his hand and transformed into a double crescent snake-shaped halberd, and the full armor possessed him again. Although he was suffering from internal injuries, he still retained 70% to 80% of his strength. How can I say it today?

To capture Tang Guo.

"Uncle, let me help you!"

"The traitor——"

Seeing Gong Xiqiu approaching with a halberd, Tang Guo, who had not looked serious at first, felt a knot in his heart. When Gong Xiqiu was captured alone, he broke several ribs and could not dig out a single word. Tang Guo Shen

Feeling that this barbarian had some backbone, he quickly sent him on his way and died with his heart broken and his bones broken, so that he could never die again.

Who knew we would see him again many years later.

He was so lively that he almost thought that the other party was the twin brother of Gongxi Qiu. The most subtle thing was that he had forgotten a key part of his memory. Tang Guo originally wanted to eradicate the root cause to avoid future troubles, but he consulted the Gongxi clan's secret book

, he realized that Gong Xiqiu was alive only because of the mysterious methods of this clan, a treasure that was far more cherished than Wu Guo's evil!

If this secret can be dug out and then mass-produced... The Gu insects of the Wu Kingdom, coupled with the treasure in Gong Xiqiu's body, can be used to continuously produce batch after batch of death-defying poisons without spending much energy and financial resources.

A courageous warrior who cannot die.

Such an elite in hand——

Not to mention sweeping across the entire northwest of the mainland.

What’s so difficult about unifying a continent thousands of miles apart?

Therefore, he adopted Gong Xiqiu as his adopted son.

This adopted son is extremely talented, smart and obedient. On the other hand, all of his own children are playboys. If it weren't for his life experience, I would really like to treat him as my own. As an heir, inheriting the mantle is also an excellent choice...

However, as Gong Xiqiu became more and more outstanding and behaved strangely, Tang Guo became increasingly wary. Occasionally, he would dream back at midnight and secretly worry that this boy would backfire. But how did this worry compare with his greed and ambition to unify the continent?

Compare?

Tang Guo chose to gamble!

The fact is, he lost miserably.

He was still troubled by raising tigers. The tiger cub he raised with his own hands finally couldn't help but show his sharp fangs at him, with undisguised bloodthirsty in his eyes. Once bitten by this child in the throat and neck, he would not let go.

It must be delayed until he dies.

This situation, this scene——

Tang Guo was frightened and furious.

"Okay! Just in time!" He shouted loudly, his already rough muscles swelled even more, his blood vessels swelled, and every inch of his texture contained destructive power. He said, "I will send your family to Huangquan Road today. A true reunion!”

"You are presumptuous!"

Seeing Tang Guo crushing a heroic spirit with his palm, Gong Xi's eyes were scarlet with hatred, and he raised his palm to confront the opponent with force.

Two powerful streams of martial energy exploded in mid-air.

Flying sand and gravel covered the sky and the sun.

The dense forests of pines and cypresses on the distant mountain tops were also blown to the point where they bowed their heads, and some were even uprooted. Gong Xiqiu was shocked and fell back again and again, until his back touched a broad but cold hand, and he stabilized his body. Subconsciously he turned his head to look.

What strikes the eye is a very familiar silhouette.

When I was little, I used to play with picking the moles on each other's foreheads.

"uncle……"

Heroic spirits are just the obsessions of the dying people, not the true beings of the living. Their existence is similar to the soldiers transformed by brave warriors with their martial energy. They are neither human nor ghosts, irrational, and their actions are all based on their obsessions during life. However, he heard The other party gives its own response.

"Ah Nian, you are still so weak."

The voice was hoarse but had a familiar tone.

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

He dared to pat his chest and guarantee that his strength at this time was definitely far better than that of his uncle back then. Firstly, he was highly talented, and secondly, his uncle had not yet lived to his age! How could he have the nerve to say to him, "You are still so weak"? But the next sentence , Gong Xiqiu did not hold back.

"Come, come behind uncle, don't be afraid."

Although the strength of these heroic spirits is far less than that in life, they are more superior in number, they are of the same origin, and their cooperation is extremely tacit.

Gong Xiqiu also joined in, and the originally anxious situation gradually tilted. The martial energy bombarded the world, and the energy of heaven and earth was disordered.

The surrounding mountain peaks were destroyed beyond recognition.
To be continued...