Chapter 422

In the evening, several disciples of Chiba army escorted his wife and daughter Chiba Xun to Yanjing.

The wife of Chiba military department is Xiaoze Zhizi. She is a submissive and gentle woman with beautiful looks. Chiba's excellent appearance is inherited from her.

Her attitude towards Fang's family was extremely calm, no anger, no joy. After bowing and thanking, she knelt down beside her husband's body and wiped his cheek with a silk handkerchief over and over again.

Chiba fumigant gives a gift to Fang Yan, and then kneels with her brother Chiba Haowu to burn paper and incense for her father.

The beautiful and carefree girl looks pale and haggard. Obviously, her father's death hit her hard. Just because of her excellent tutor, she put away her weak and worthless tears in front of strangers.

Ghost shadow and several other disciples became Fang Yan's strong start. Fang Yan asked them to do whatever they wanted. There is no mustard on both sides, just as the death of the thousand leaves army has nothing to do with the Fang family.

"It doesn't matter." Fang Yan lies on the rattan chair that the old wine devil often lies on, holding a big bowl and a bowl of burning knives. He wants to drink a lot today. If he wants to drink, he will come to the old drunk.

"If you think about it carefully, our family is the one who suffers the most, right? The old skilful of Chiba military department, who lost his will to win, and worried about the future of the eastern warlords, came up with such a shabby move to complete himself, to complete the eastern warlords -- "

" the eastern sword God died in your hands. If this news reaches the Eastern warlords, you will become the public enemy of the eastern warlords. Our Fang family will become their enemy as well - I'm afraid that every Eastern warrior has a new goal when he practices sword: learn magic skills and kill green dragon. You say, what are we doing? "

The old drunk stood in the yard with a wine gourd in his hand. Just keep drinking, but did not answer these questions of Fang Yan.

"Use your own death to wake up the fighting heart of the eastern warlords, and use your hands to ignite the hatred heart of the eastern Warlords - we respect him right, and I do think he is a good man. But good people can be negative? Why? "

"We didn't get any benefits. He didn't even give me a hundred yuan. We did so many things for him, and set ourselves up as a target for a country - is this a bad guy? We know it's not good for us, but we can't do it without doing it. Why is that in my heart - not the taste? "

"If I had found him, he would have done the same." Said the old drunk in a dull voice.

He was silent for a long time and suddenly made a voice, which made Fang Yan think that the voice was not from his mouth, but another person was talking with them.

"That's how confident you are?"

"You don't believe it?"

Fang Yan thought about it seriously and said, "he is really such a person. On the way back to pick him up, I suddenly realized something, and then he carefully guarded beside me, helping me to guard, worrying about what danger I would encounter - if he made a move at that time, I would not have any chance. But I didn't worry at all. I'm a more careful guy. When did I trust someone so much? "

"But his son's mood fluctuated so much that he couldn't help but stopped him with his eyes."

"I should have died." Said the old drunk.

"You have never said such a thing before." Fang Yan earnestly advised. He didn't want the old drunk to die, even though he knew that living was more cruel to him.

But after death, there is nothing left?

"I used to think I had hope. As he said, I hope I can get back to my best, I hope she never left - so I've been waiting. But now I'm tired of waiting and drinking. So I want to die. I don't know what it's like to die. Maybe it's more interesting than to live? "

"I don't know either." Fang Yan said. "But if you die, you have no chance to prove that you can return to the original glory, and you can't believe that she has never left - and the dragon is suffering, he can't bear to break your hand? When you have a chance to get even, you should beat the big guy up in front of him. Even if you don't care about all this, put it down. What about me? Have you even let me go? "

"-" the old drunk thought over his words for a long time and found that he still didn't know how to answer Fang Yan's question.

What do you mean I even let you go? When did I pick you up?

"Besides, if he dies, you must live." Fang Yan said angrily, "you owe such a debt, you pull the hatred value of a country's warrior - if you die, they will not come to me for revenge? I'm thin skinned and tender. How could I be their opponent? "

"-"

the old alcoholic has been silent for a long time.

Standing in the middle of the yard with a gourd, I forgot to drink even the wine.

Click——The old wine devil suddenly made a strong effort, and the gourd in his hand was crushed to pieces.

He picked up a big jar and gave it a gulp, then he swung it and smashed it at other jars.

Crash -

the two large cylinders crash together, making a loud noise.

He swung the second VAT and smashed it at the other one.

Then the third big tank smashed into more big tanks.

The clang and clang are heard all the time.

The old wine devil smashed the whole yard's wine tank clean, even the new wine he brewed on the eve of new year's Eve.

"Stop drinking." The old drunk exhaled like a sword and said in a muffled voice.

When the old drunkard lifted the wine jar and smashed it, Fang Yan understood what he wanted to do.

Obviously, the death of the thousand leaves army touched the old wine ghost very much.

Some people are willing to die in order to fulfill their wishes. What is the point of their suffering compared with it?

However, he did not applaud, let alone help. He wants to watch the old drunkard smash these wine jars, smash the old and new wine he brews, and smash his rotten life.

He's so addicted that he's long overdue for a new life.

Until all the wine jars in the yard were broken, the tiles were broken and the liquor was spilled in the yard. Even the air is filled with a strong smell of burning knives, which makes you drunk.

"Good."

"Good."

"Good."

Fang Yanlian shouted three good words. He jumped up from his chair and said, "I knew there would be such a day. I've been waiting for such a day. I know you'll stand up again. I know you'll soar to the sky. I knew that would happen. "

"A man's disgrace is better than a family's, and a family's disgrace is better than a country's. I know that there is an ambition to gather the eastern warlords and arouse their hatred in this war - but what's the fear? " Don't ignore Fangyan's flattery skill, and enter the invincible open hanging mode.

"I can choose the 36 islands of Dongyang with one sword and fight with the 36 people of Dongyang. I can choose the 36 islands of Dongyang with one sword and fight with the 36 people of Dongyang again."

"Twenty years ago, I was able to defeat the sword God once and again. Twenty years later, if I can kill the sword God once, I can kill the sword God again. From now on, no one in Dongyang will dare to call him sword God. "

Fang Yan's excited body shivers, unable to control itself.

You listen, you listen, what is heroic spirit? What is the heroic dry cloud? What is a model?

In some ways, Fang Yan doesn't deserve to lift shoes for the old wine devil.

Fang Yan is very excited and self abased.

He drained the liquor from the bowl, cheered loudly, and said, "this is what a man should do."

In order to cooperate with the old drunkard's heroic style and cater to the on-site atmosphere at this time, Fang Yan even sang a war song.

This is a song he was taught by an old alcoholic when he was little.

Blood surging

blood surging

like the waves in the river

like the waves in the sea

often stirs in my heart

only because of the shame and snow -

Fang Yan sings with a fresh face, blood expanding, impassioned and self-conscious.

When the old drunk finished singing, he said happily, "you'd better have this ambition. I'll give you the things I said later."

"-"

"I can do it, you can do it." Said the old drunk.

After that, he turned and walked towards the house. From then on, he would not sleep in a lounge chair or a corner of a wall.

Fang Yan stood alone in the snow, with a sad expression.

Chiba's army was settled down. Ghost came to thank Fang's family with his mother, Xiao Ze, and his two brothers, Chiba Xun and Chiba Haowu.

Lu Wan, after hearing the story of the Chiba army, respected the family very much, and was full of sympathy for the woman Xiaoze childe.

She took Ozawa's hand and said such comforting words. Someone nearby helped translate them. Ozawa thanked her and bowed to Lu Wan again and again. At last, Lu Wan did not dare to speak.

Chiba Haowu stared at Fang Yan fiercely and firmly, bowed to him deeply, and said, "I will defeat you."

PA!

Fang Yan slaps on the head of Chiba Haowu.

After smoking, he slapped Chiba Haowu on the shoulder again and again, and said in a sad voice: "you are a good child, don't have too much psychological pressure - your father is gone, and your uncle is still there. In the future, I will take the responsibility and obligation of educating you. I'm sure you can be an excellent swordsman. Like your father. "

Qianye Haowu is flushed by Fangyan and can't attack again, because every word translated seems to be for his good.