Chapter 169

"General, things are bad. Young master, he was hurt!"

In southern Xinjiang, Dugu Fu's residence is at the junction of Fenglei Empire and Nanzhao state.

A middle-aged man in his fifties was pushing Tai Chi in the backyard, but he suddenly heard a chaotic sound in the front yard and frowned.

"What, Hai'er was..."

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

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

In front of him sat an old man with a white beard, his eyes shying and squinting, with a fairy spirit.

The middle-aged man looked at the old man, took a deep breath immediately, calmed down again, pushed away Taiji, and muttered, "Dad, your grandson was hurt. Aren't you in a hurry?"

"As a soldier, it's common to bleed and sacrifice on the battlefield, lose arms and legs, and get a little injury. What's the matter?" the old man glanced his mouth and said with a light smile: "Gang'er, people in our family are obedient to their father and have a little grumpy. As the leader of the rosefinch army, you must not be too hasty. Even if your son dies, you must be calm. In this way, you can calm down against the enemy and make every move against the enemy. Do you understand?"

"I see, Dad!"

"This Tai Chi pushing hand was learned by my father from an old Taoist priest 30 years ago. It can recuperate and generate interest and achieve the effect of controlling anger. You see, I have been completely detached after practicing for 30 years. Everything doesn't linger in my arms. You should be like me. Don't take my son's death seriously!"

"Yes, Dad!"

Dugu Gang, who is as famous as Murong mountain, continued to push Taiji with a smile.

At this time, the informer hurried to the two people and hurriedly said, "master, master, the big thing is bad. Young master, he was hurt."

"Are you dead?"

"No!"

Dugu Aotian just turned his mouth in disapproval. The servant was stunned and couldn't help shaking his head.

Dugu Gang grinned and said calmly: "young master is not dead. What's the fuss? My Dugu family is all the children of generals. It doesn't matter if they lose their arms and legs, let alone be hurt. By the way, is it the Yelv boy who hurt my son? I'll see if I don't skin him in the battlefield another day, ha ha!"

"It doesn't seem to be. It seems that the young master yeluyan of the Yelu family was also hurt!"

Ah?

Dugu Gang said with a strange look, "the Yelv family boy was also hurt? Who did it? They two bastards were both hurt?"

"They really wanted to lose both sides, but they were stopped halfway, and then they were badly hurt."

"What, you mean someone attacked them both?"

"It's not a sneak attack, it's their duel. Someone stopped it halfway..."

"What's the difference between that and a sneak attack?"

Before the servant finished his words, Dugu gang was already angry and said: "bah, I hate those villains who attack behind me. I have a virtue with Murong mountain. Who did it? I won't waste him!"

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

However, as soon as his voice fell, the old man shouted again.

Dugu just took a deep breath and calmed down again. He said with a light smile: "sneak attack is just sneak attack. Even sneak attack can't be prevented. That means that both of them need to be honed. Let them suffer a loss this time and have a good memory."

"Ah, yes, sir!"

"By the way, young master, how's the injury? Is it serious?"

"Er... It's not heavy, but it's not heavy!"

"How can you say that? Heavy is heavy, not heavy is not heavy. How can it be heavy and not heavy?" Dugu Gang said strangely, "you let that smelly boy come here and I'll see how he's hurt?"

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

"Oh, he's in a coma. He must be seriously injured. Bring him here and let me see!"

"Ah!"

The servant answered and went down. Dugu gang was so worried that he was sweating and pacing up and down.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help laughing: "gang'er, your determination is still not enough. You're so worried about a little thing. What's the material for doing big things? Look at being a father..."

"Master, master, the young master has brought it over."

However, before he finished, those soldiers had already carried Dugu Hai, who was beyond recognition and dying, to them.

Seeing this handsome son in the past, his face was suddenly covered with blood, his nose was crooked, half of his teeth were knocked off, and even his clothes were stripped off. Dugu gang was so angry that he couldn't help but burst into anger.

But soon he persuaded himself.

It's all right. Control your anger and keep your anger down. You can't let your emotions control you. As a general, you must deal with things calmly.

My son is disfigured. What's the big deal? Men don't eat on their faces. Cut!

"Good sun!"

However, he persuaded himself. Another calm figure rushed up and hugged Dugu Hai and wailed: "Who beat you up like this? It's really cruel! Knowing that it's not easy for us to produce a handsome guy in Dugu family, we still beat him in the face. Who's the face? Don't worry, my dear sun, Grandpa will avenge you. Grandpa will break him to pieces to avenge your disfigurement, sobbing!"

Uh!

Dugu Gang looked at his father crying. He thought he would not be so sad if he died. He smiled and said, "Dad, control your emotions!"

"Control your fart mood. Your son has been beaten like this. You as a father can be indifferent. It's not as good as animals!"

Er... Didn't you teach me all this? Why did you blame me instead?

After scratching his head, Dugu gang was also very depressed, and then advised: "Dad, you just said that our Dugu family have been soldiers for generations, and it doesn't matter to lose arms and legs."

"Yes, I said it doesn't matter to lose your arms and legs, but you can't say hello to your face. Do you know that my good grandson's face is the only one of you bastards who looks most like your mother. It's ruined now. I can't see it in the future, sobbing!"

Dugu Gang smiled bitterly. It turned out that the old man loved the grandson because he looked like his grandmother. But he didn't expect that his mother had died for more than 20 years, and the old man was still so infatuated, tut tut!

Then, he looked at the servant who came to report and scolded, "didn't you say that the young master was not seriously injured? It's so called not seriously?"

"Tell the master, the young master has only hurt his face, but there is nothing serious elsewhere“

"Nonsense, his face is the most important. If you hurt his face, don't you just do it right with the old man? How will the old man see my mother in the future!"

With a cold hum, Dugu Gang's eyes flashed a murderous intention: "those who dare to hurt my son and let my mother's face never exist again, I will make him suffer, hum!"