A sound of footsteps like thunder sounded. When Qin Yiren looked at it, he saw a group of people appearing at the door. He could see clearly through the fire. These people were tall, fierce and powerful, and they walked with great power. What was even more impressive was that they were filled with a strong murderous aura, which made people feel palpitations. Needless to think about it, these people were all rolling over from a sea of ​​corpses and blood, sleeping in the pile of dead people and bathing in the blood.

"Okay!" Qin Yiren praised him loudly.

Wei Liao and Huang Shigong, like Qin Yiren, had their eyes wandering around these people. Looking at these people carefully, with their eyes, of course, they knew how extraordinary these people were, and they were very surprised.

Zhao Ji looked at these people for a while and was very surprised. Her mouth was O-shaped. It was really Meng Ao and the others.

"It's General Wang! It's General Huan! It's General Meng!"

Meng Zhao, Ma Gai and Fan Tong were so excited that their eyes were wide open, their faces were in disbelief, and they exclaimed in surprise.

The three of them were Qin army soldiers and were very familiar with the senior generals of the Qin army. When Meng Ao and the others appeared, they recognized them. Furthermore, in the minds of Meng Zhao and the others, Wang Ling and the other two were the existences they looked up to, and were the heroes in their minds. How could they not be excited when they first saw it?

"What a strange young man?" Wang Ling asked Chong Meng Ao with a loud voice, like thunder.

"It's the Young Master Yi! You can't be wrong!" Meng Ao pointed his head and shouted for affirmation.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Ao was surprised again, and his eyes shaved around Qin Yiren: "The son of Yiren is so heroic, far better than his past years!"

This Qin Yiren is not the Qin Yiren, and he is very heroic, so he is naturally far better than before.

"I've seen the Young Master Yiren!" After being confirmed by Meng Ao, Wang Ling and the others no longer had any doubts. They all clasped their fists and greeted Qin Yiren.

"I've seen you all the generals." Qin Yiren hurriedly replied.

Wang Ling and the others' eyes widened, shaved around Qin Yiren, with curiosity on their faces, and secretly praised in their hearts: "It turns out that they are indeed the number one scholar in the world, and they are so charming!"

Qin Yiren became the world's number one scholar. His reputation was passed down from all over the world. Who doesn't know? Who doesn't know? Even such powerful generals like Wang Ling know. He was not curious and they didn't want to see the style of the first scholar!

This is the charm of the No. 1 scholar!

Wang Ling, Meng Ao, Huan Qiong were powerful generals of the Qin army, which shocked the world and made the six countries in Shandong frightened. Qin Yiren was also curious about them, his eyes widened, looked at them carefully.

Meng Ao smiled and focused his head, praised him, and said first: "Do you know? Young Master Yi Ren is my student, my student!"

A head is high, his chest is high, and he looks contented.

"Meng Ao, don't put gold on your face. The young master of Yi Ren just learns Qin Zheng with you, and does not learn the art of famous scholars to debate the war." Huan Qi, who was straightforward and spoke quickly, said a rough voice and attacked Meng Ao.

Although Qin Yiren was a student of Meng Ao, he was just Xi Qin Zheng and had nothing to do with Qin Yiren becoming the number one scholar in the world. Huan Qi was so cruel that he was so angry that he was so angry. However, Meng Ao didn't care at all and posted gold on his face: "Xi Qin Zheng is also studying, and is also my student, right? Young Master Yiren."

A pair of tiger eyes that looked like copper bells stared at Qin Yiren with an anxious look on his face, which meant: Recognize me as his mentor!

"Puff!" Wei Liao, Huang Shigong and Zhao Ji took Meng Ao's situation into consideration. It was very funny. Meng Ao is too face-saving, right?

Qin Yiren is the number one scholar in the world. As long as he is related to him, he will have great face. The effect of famous scholars is the same in ancient and modern times, and even a powerful general like Meng Ao is no exception.

"Students have met the teacher." Qin Yiren suppressed his smile and greeted Meng Ao.

In the memory of his ex, Qin Yiren's time from Meng Ao to Qin Zheng was the happiest moment in his life. First, because Meng Ao treats him very well, he is more like a father than Prince Ying Zhu; second, because his ex-girlfriend has a good relationship with Meng Ao's son Meng Wu and Meng Yi, Meng Ao's daughter Meng Yi, the three of them studied and played together, which was very fun.

When he first saw Meng Ao's face, his ex's emotions surged, and Qin Yiren felt a sense of admiration.

"Young Master Yi Ren, please don't give me a gift!" Meng Ao stepped up and hurriedly held Qin Yi Ren's hand with tears in his eyes, saying, "Young Master Yi Ren, have you been doing well over the years? Have you suffered any hardships? Oh, you must have suffered. Who bullied you? Tell me, after you break through Handan, I will avenge you."

The care is beyond words and can warm people's hearts. Qin Yiren's nose is sour.

Although Prince Ying Zhu was Qin Yiren's biological father, he failed to give Qin Yiren much fatherly love. Instead, Meng Ao gave Qin Yiren more warmth, which touched Qin Yiren's thoughts, and his ex's emotions surged. Qin Yiren really wanted to hug Meng Ao and cried bitterly.

Only those who have experienced it can appreciate how hard the days of Proton are. Qin Yiren's hostage life is far beyond the reach of a person. The three-year imprisonment during the Changping War is always in trouble, and this kind of hardship is far beyond the reach of a person. Although this matter has passed, Qin Yiren still remembers it fresh and has never talked to anyone.

When Qin Yiren really wanted to tell Meng Ao that he was not a relative but was better than his relatives.

"Teacher Thank you!" Qin Yiren's eyes were red and he choked. If Qin Yiren hadn't had enough self-control, he would have been thrown into Meng Ao's arms and cried bitterly.

"It's fine! It's fine!" Meng Ao's nose was sore, and tears rolled around in his eyes.

He had heard of Qin Yiren's torture for a long time and was heartbroken by Qin Yiren. At this moment, when he saw Qin Yiren, he felt very uncomfortable and wanted to cry.

You should know that Meng Ao is a powerful general. He has taken a bath in the blood and slept in the pile of dead people. How courage is that? He can only shed blood and will not shed tears. However, he is still very excited in this situation.

A man doesn’t cry easily, but he is not excited!

Wang Ling and Huan Qi also had sore noses. They looked at each other and quickly changed the topic and said, "Meng Ao, the return of the Yiren Young Master is a great joy. We must welcome the young master!"

Qin Yiren shouldered heavy responsibilities for Qin and rushed to Zhao, exchanging his life as a price to exchange for the best interests of Qin. Not to mention, Qin Yiren is different from any hostage. He was successful in Zhao State, held a ceremony to squeeze the ranks of Zhang in the world, and won glory for Qin State. How rare is this?

During the century of the Warring States Period, there were countless hostages, and there was no such thing as Qin Yiren. It would be no exaggeration to praise him no matter how much he was.

"Okay!" Meng Ao emphasized his head and praised him: "The return of the Yiren Master is a happy event, so we must drink some of our best."

"Young Master, please!" Wang Ling and Huan Qi stepped forward, surrounded Qin Yiren in the middle, and invited Qin Yiren to his central army tent.

Qin Yiren gave Huang Shigong, Wei Liao and Zhao Ji one by one, and praised them again, and then went to the Central Army's tent.

As soon as I walked to the central army tent, I saw a man running towards me and shouted excitedly from afar: "Yi Ren, Yi Ren, are you really?"

In the fire, a young man in a helmet and armor rushed over as if flying, with an excited look on his face, his eyes wide open, sweeping around Qin Yiren, with an extremely surprised: "Yiren, it's really you! It's really you! It's great! We're meeting again!"

The wind rushed over, and a bear hugged Qin Yiren in his arms, pounding Qin Yiren's back heavily, and cried: "Wuwu! Yiren, I thought I would never see you again? Those Zhao dogs are so hateful, they torture you like that!"

"Meng Wu, it's really you! It's really you!" Qin Yiren hugged Meng Wu and pounded his back heavily. He could no longer hold back his tears, and rolled down like a pearl with broken threads.

Meng Wu, the son of Meng Ao, and the father of Meng Tian, ​​was the best friend of Qin Yiren and Qin Yiren. Back then, when Qin Yiren was studying Qin Zheng, the two studied together, slept on the couch, played together, and ate in the pot. They were good friends, and they were so close to wearing the same pair of pants.

When Meng Wu first saw her, her ex's memories emerged and her emotions were about to rise. Qin Yiren could no longer suppress her and hugged Meng Wu and cried bitterly.

Crying bitterly in the army, this violated military law. Meng Ao's nose was sore, but his eyes were turned and his splendor shot out, and he was about to stop it, but Huan Qi stopped him. Wang Ling wiped his nose with soreness and said, "I am the leader in the army, and I will not hold the blame this time."

Qin's law is stricter, and Qin's military laws are even stricter. Even if they are fine, they must be investigated and punished. Wang Ling's handling of this may be the first time he has been abused in his life.

"You have changed!"

"You have changed!"

Qin Yiren and Meng Wu cried for a while, and said to each other.

It is very comfortable to say something and smile at the same time.

"You have become handsome!" Meng Wu looked at Qin Yiren and praised.

"You are taller!" At the same time, Qin Yiren praised Meng Wu.

Meng Wu is like a father. He is tall and has a pair of eyes that are particularly bright, bright and powerful. He is a good material for the general.

"Bang bang!" Meng Wu patted his chest, raised his head and thrust his chest, and said very badly, "Did you see? I'm joining the army, and I'm now a centurion! These are all my promotions!"

When you have good things, of course you have to show off to your best friend. Qin Yiren is even more happy. He patted his chest, raised his head, and straightened his chest: "See? I am the number one scholar in the world. You little centurion, don't show off in front of me!"

Meng Ao pouted, feeling a little unhappy, and said, "Can you... not make me happy?"

When friends meet, show off each other and stinking each other, enjoying this. This is a joy in life. Qin Yiren saw Meng Wu's unhappiness and felt a little relieved.

The stinky farts between friends have a lot of fun!

"Okay, let's get in." Wang Ling looked at the two "stinky fart craftsmen" with a smile, and he felt very interesting.

Not only did Wang Ling find it interesting, but he seemed to be a good friend with him, but even Huan Qi and the others were happy. They opened their eyes wide and looked at the two of them carefully.

Meng Ao was the most happy, his eyes were full of beautiful little stars.
Chapter completed!