"Lord, it's all Mulan careless and was unable to send someone to protect your home early."

"Lord Lord, lily of the valley, lily of the valley... I'm sorry... wuwu..."

Hearing the news brought by Zhang Wuwei, Jia Wei instantly lost the blessing of the saint's light and the aura of heroism. With shock and anger, he almost glared out of his eyes.

Jia Wei grabbed Zhang Wuwei's collar and said, "Did you confirm the news correctly?"

"Your Excellency Jia Wei, the news is absolutely true. We went to pick up the old lady and the lady according to the instructions of the Knight Mulan and Miss Lily of the Valley. However... but... the house in Xiaojin Village was burned to white ground, and even the lady was kidnapped."

"Blood hatred! This is blood hatred! Lord Lord, we have a tyrannical hatred with Qian 10 billion! This hatred will never be restored, and we will never be a human being." Jia Wei let out a fury howl, and the holy aura of faith once again came into his body.

At this moment, Jia Wei could almost eat all the eight generations of ancestors in one bite. Such a black-hearted person dared to say that his lord was disobedient and that his lord was invaded.

But before this guy's head could be twisted, he ran to slaughter his fellow sects.

"Is this a man capable of doing?"

"I must have made a mistake just now, Mo'er is Mo'er!"

"What kind of baubles is it must be a trick that cost 10 billion yuan to cheat people!"

"I am so smart that I can see through the vicious plan of Qian Billion to split our army so quickly!"

"No, I just made a fool and contradicted the Lord. I have to show it well."

Just when Jia Wei was thinking a lot, Hu Yan had already put on a serious face.

The fox was furious and said, "The death of the old lady is a blood feud! It is an unsolvable blood feud!"

"Lord, Fengzhou has 10 billion yuan in money, this is provoking your majesty! Challenge our bottom line!"

"It's tolerant, who can't stand it!"

"Damn it! Kill the city of Fengzhou and ask him to pay the money for tens of billions of blood debts!" ​​Habat rolled up his sleeves and his red eyes, like a hell monster that was chosen to devour.

"Lord, please give the order!" Shirok directly pulled out his axe and roared.

"Grab all Fengzhou City!" Little John howled.

"Get food!" Pige Liu kept humming.

"Woman!" Zerodan roared repeatedly.

However, Qian Wuyou, who was in the main position, was stunned by the sudden change of emotions of his subordinates and the severe contrast between the two sides.

After all, Qian Wuyou knows very well who he is.

His identity is absolutely fake, so it can't be fake anymore!

But in a moment, he, the "rebel" who caused trouble to the Qian clan and the "disobedient" who disrespects his elders, actually had a home in Fengzhou and a house in Fengzhou.

Not to mention. This also automatically comes with one mother and one sister.

Is there anything wrong with this?

Faced with such a strange situation, Qian Wuyou, who was full of black lines, almost screamed on the spot.

Obviously, the identity file produced by mentor Fan Yiran is really nothing more than real!

However, Qian Wuyou's expression in a daze on the spot was regarded as sad and overly sad by his subordinates.

Jia Wei, who tried hard to squeeze out two tears, shouted at the time: "Lord, you should be mourning and following the changes!"

Wu Yan, who rubbed his eyes hard with his sleeves, also cried: "Lord, we will definitely avenge the old lady, but the most urgent thing is to find the lady first!"

"Blood debts and blood repayment! They can't escape!" Habat was filled with indignation and yelled.

"Yes, go into Fengzhou City and go find money to settle the score with 10 billion yuan!" Shirok was already very angry at this moment.

The wild warriors who had been emotionally excited were all grinning at this moment.

In the big tent, everyone seemed to want to have wings and kill the city of Fengzhou, fighting the hateful money for 10 billion yuan for 300 rounds.

Faced with the severe situation of excitement among the crowd, Qian Wuyou knew that he was already in trouble.

After sighing, the Warcraft Knight, who also wanted to settle the score with a hundred billion yuan, nodded with the trend.

He said to Zhang Wuwei: "Lead the way forward, I want to... go home now!"

An hour later, Qian Wuyou, who was walking in the night, returned to his "home" - the birthplace in the archives.

At the entrance of the inexplicable small village, there is a tall and tall old oak tree. The branches of the giant tree cover up a small manor.

Qian Wuyou's vision gradually blurred, and a series of broken memories emerged in his mind.

It was the remaining memory of the natives. Stimulated by the familiar scenery, the broken memory that was almost forgotten by Qian Wuyou. At this moment, it became clearer and clearer, and gradually intertwined into a brand new pattern.

The magical power of fate seemed to have woven into a line of existence, allowing Qian Wuyou to follow the chain of fate, and return to the sacred land deep in his memory - under the big oak tree in Xiaojin Village!

A holy girl with long hair and a smile on her face, under this big tree, handed him two hot, snow-white steamed buns to the hungry ones-"Eat it! May the Moon God Mother wish you a blessing!"

The warm tone of the wind is full of pity and peace. This warmth even dispels the biting cold winter wind.

In an instant, the emotions of gratitude and humility, like scorching magma, suddenly tore Qian Wuyou's cold will, and deeply imprinted a cute girl of twelve or thirteen years old in the depths of his memory.

The irrepressible emotions made Qian Wuyou's steel-like body tremble slightly.

The daughter of the fairy who was once regarded as a goddess by the indigenous people, jumped into the small manor under the sacred oak tree in a trance.

But the beautiful pastoral scenery of the past has now become a place of ruins with collapsed adobe wall skirts and a curling blue smoke.

Qian Wuyou's blurry gaze focused on one spot again, but his body was still trembling.

Anger and manic emotions were irresistible and stacked in my heart.

Jiao Dahu and Dian Jun, who were guarding the Ashes, immediately came out when they saw the Lord.

"Lord, I'm sorry for my subordinates being incompetent! We only rescued the old housekeeper."

Two strong men like iron tower knelt in front of Qian Wuyou one after another. Their sad tone was filled with a strong sense of self-blame.

Qian Wuyou took off his almost stiff legs, strode forward, and headed straight for the military stretcher not far away.

A human-shaped person covered in charred body heard the movement here and suddenly got up from the stretcher. He raised his hand and groped and shouted, "Master, Master, are you back? You want to make the decision for your wife and lady!"
Chapter completed!