General, something big is wrong, the young master was beaten and injured!"

In the southern border, in Dugu Mansion at the junction of the Fenglei Empire and the Nanzhao Kingdom.

A middle-aged man in his fifties, with a back and waist, was pushing Tai Chi in the backyard, but suddenly heard a mess of sounds in the front yard and frowned.

What, Haier is... "

Gang'er, please keep your breath and keep your breath in control of your emotions!”

However, before he finished speaking, a dry cough suddenly sounded and scolded him.

In front of him was an old man with white bearded eyes narrowed and his fairy-like spirit was squinting.

The middle-aged man glanced at the old man, took a deep breath, calmed down again, pushed Tai Chi away, and murmured: Dad, your grandson was injured, are you not in a hurry?"

As a soldier, bleeding and sacrifice on the battlefield, throwing his arms and breaking his legs are commonplace. If you suffer a minor injury, why bother?" The old man curled his lips indifferently and chuckled: Gang'er, our people are all fathers and have a little irritable temper. As the leader of the Suzaku Army, you must not be too anxious when encountering problems. Even if your son dies, you must be calm and calm to the enemy and be invincible. Do you understand?"

I understand, dad!"

This Tai Chi pusher was learned by my father from an old Taoist thirty years ago. It can regulate health and rest and achieve the effect of controlling anger. You see, I have been practicing for thirty years and have been completely detached from things. Everything is no longer in my mind. You should be like me, and don’t take it seriously even if my son dies!"

Yes, dad!"

With a fixed nod, the Fenglei Empire, Dugu Gang, who is as famous as Murong Mountain, smiles all over his face and continues to push Tai Chi.

At this time, the person who reported the news hurriedly came to the two of them and said in a hurry: Master, Grandpa, something is wrong, the young master has been beaten and injured."

Dead?”

No!"

Dugu Gang curled his lips unconsciously, and the servant was stunned and couldn't help but shake his head.

Dugu Gang grinned and said calmly: The young master is not dead, what's the point of making a fuss? My Dugu family is a disciple of the family, and it doesn't matter if they throw their arms and legs, let alone be injured. By the way, is the one who hurt my son, is it the boy of the Yelu family? He is on the battlefield another day, and I don't see if I will peel him off, haha!"

It seems that it is not. It seems that Mr. Yelu Yan from the Yelu family was also injured!"

ah?

His body couldn't help but stagnate, Dugu Gang said with a strange look: The boy of the Yelu family was also injured? Who did it? Could it be that the two of them were both injured? "

They did want to lose both sides, but they were stopped halfway through, and then they were beaten seriously injured."

What, you mean someone is sneaking into them both?"

It was not a sneak attack, it was their duel, someone stopped it halfway..."

What's the difference between sneak attacks?”

Before the servant finished speaking, Dugu Gang was already angry and said: "I'm so mad, I hate those villains who attacked behind the scenes most in this life, and they have the same virtue as Murong Shan. Who did it? I'll see if I don't ruin him!"

Gang'er, please pay attention to controlling your emotions and hold your breath!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the old man shouted again.

With a twitch, Dugu Gang took a deep breath and calmed down again. He smiled lightly: Just attack sneak attack, you can't even prevent sneak attacks. That means both of them need to be tempered. Let them suffer a loss this time and have a memory."

Oh, yes, lord!"

By the way, how was the young master injured? Is the injury serious?"

Uh… it’s not heavy, but it’s not heavy!”

How do you say this? Heavy means heavy, and neither heavy means heavy, so how can there be a reason for heavy or not?” He raised his eyebrows and Dugu Gang said strangely: If you let that brat come over, I will see how he is hurt?"

Master, Master, he is in a coma and can't get through!"

Oh, he is in a coma, he must be seriously injured. Take him here quickly and I'll take a look!"

Alas!"

The servant responded and went down. Dugu Gang was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he was walking around.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but sneer: Gang'er, your character is still not enough. You are so anxious about a small matter. It's not a big deal. Look at it as your father..."

Master, Grandpa, Young Master has brought it over."

However, before he finished speaking, the soldiers had already carried Dugu Hai, who had already seen no recognizance and was dying in front of them.

Looking at the handsome and handsome son who was once handsome, suddenly his face was covered in blood, his nose was crooked, his mouth was knocked halfway, and his clothes were even stripped naked, Dugu Gang's anger suddenly arose.

But soon, he advised himself again.

It’s okay, control your anger, suppress your anger, and not let your emotions control yourself. As a general, you must be calm.

Isn’t my son disfigured? What a big deal? Men don’t rely on their faces to make a living, cut it!

Good grandson!”

However, he persuaded himself, and another figure that was still calm before suddenly rushed up and hugged Dugu Hai's body and whined: Who made you like this? It's so cruel! Even though we know that it's not easy for our Dugu family to produce a handsome handsome guy, he actually hits the face. Who is this in the face? Don't worry, good grandpa, grandpa will take revenge for you, grandpa will definitely tear him to avenge your disfigurement, wuwuwu!"

Well!

With a thrust, Dugu Gang looked at his father's crying bitterly. He probably wouldn't be so sad even if he died. Unconsciously, Cancan smiled and said: Dad, control your emotions!"

Control your emotions, your son has been beaten like this. You, the father, can still remain indifferent. It's simply worse than a beast!"

Uh...didn't this all taught me? Why did you turn your head and blame me?

After scratching his head, Dugu Gang was also very depressed, and then advised: Dad, didn’t you just say that the people in our Dugu family have been soldiers for generations, so it doesn’t matter if they lose their arms and legs."

Yes, I said it doesn't matter if you lose your arms and legs, but you can't greet you. Do you know that my dear grandson's face is the only one among you bastards who looks the most like your mother. It's ruined now and I can't see it in the future, wuwuwu!"

I couldn't help but smack my lips twice, and Dugu Gang smiled bitterly. It turned out that the old man loved this grandson because he looked like his grandmother. But I didn't expect that my mother had passed away for more than 20 years, and the old man was still so infatuated, tsk tsk!

Then, he looked at the servant who came to report the news and shouted: Didn’t you say that the young master is not seriously injured? Is this a bad thing?"

Master, the young master is just injured in his face, but there are no serious problems everywhere!

Nonsense, his face is the most important thing. If you hurt his face, isn’t it just that you are doing the right thing to the old man? How can the old man meet my mother in the future?”
Chapter completed!