Chapter 422 (1/2)

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.