"Master, the young master has been kneeling outside the door, begging to see you." The old servant lowered his head and said.
Yang Jie, who had a strong back and strong waist and was wearing armor, frowned slightly. The murderous aura on his body made people tremble with fear. He was a powerful commander who could see through the sky city.
"Let that useless boy come in."
Yang Lie cried sadly and knelt on the ground with a plop, looking very spineless.
"Hey, Dad, my son misses you so much. Dad, what were you doing before?"
"There was a group of migrating ferocious beasts on the ancient road to Tianli Mountain outside the city, which affected the caravan's trade. Following the order of the city lord, I led my army to slaughter hundreds of ferocious beasts." Yang Jie said calmly.
"Father, you are so mighty, even a child can't flatter you!" Yang Lie said flatteringly.
Yang Jie was not angry and said proudly, "Don't talk nonsense, tell me, is there anything you need from your father or me to help you?"
"Li Tu, the messenger from the Chu family, came with a request from the lucky starry sky. He is just a loser. He actually bullied me on the street. My guards are a bunch of rubbish and they couldn't stop him." Yang Lie
He cursed angrily and talked about his grievances.
However, his father, the commander of hundreds of battles, as powerful as the top ancient god, became more and more silent, like an eternal sculpture.
The commander's face was hidden in the shadows, with an iron-blue face.
"He also insulted you and said you are nothing." Yang Lie added with jealousy.
However, the commander remained silent, his iron mask cold and frosty.
"father?"
Yang Lie shouted tentatively.
Yang Jie seemed to be very tired. Even when he fought bloody battle at the city gate for three hundred days without retreating, he had never felt so tired before.
Yang Jie was no longer as powerful as a general who had fought hundreds of battles, but with the tired look of an old father, he asked:
"Are you my son? Are you really my son?"
His tone was incredible.
Yang Lie: "Huh?"
Yang Jie was furious.
Yang Jie held Yang Lie's face in his hands, just like the fatherly... gaze he had when Yang Lie was just born as a fat boy.
"My son, take a closer look. If you don't have me, can you keep all this in the Yang family?"
Yang Lie was uneasy.
He has never seen a father like this.
Yang Lie did all kinds of evil, and his father took care of everything.
The candles in the room burned quietly.
Old servants waited on both sides.
And the iron-faced father, wearing iron armor, with black blood dripping from his scales, and shrouded in shadow, looked down at his son, who was well-dressed and well-fed, looking so seriously.
"I am a slave, but I have reached the position of the commander-in-chief of Tiancheng. I relied on the sword in my hand, iron armor and iron bones. My enemies are all dead, but I am still alive."
"You can be very stable while I'm alive. But what happens when I die? Can you hold on when I die?"
"Yang Lie, my son, you have grown up, and your father is old. When I die, can you stop the city lord and other forces from coveting you? Can you guard the Yang family for me?"
"If you can't hold on, then you should die now. Don't let your father worry about you in the underworld after he dies."
With a clang, a cold iron sword was thrown to the ground.
This is the commander's sword, with the blood of many enemies on it.
Yang Lie was so frightened that he burst into tears. He looked at his father in horror, as if he was seeing him for the first time.
"Come!"
"I'm going to teach you a lesson today. This is my father's lesson."
"Follow me and find your enemies. Let's destroy the Chu family!"
"Remember, as long as you are your enemy, kill him by any means necessary and don't give him a chance to make a comeback. Otherwise, you will be the one who dies in the future."
The iron-faced Yang Jie walked in front, looking very majestic.
Behind him was Yang Lie, who was dressed in fine clothes.
…
Chu Mansion.
The fire is burning brightly.
A thousand-year-old mansion just disappeared in the fire, with countless charred figures running wailing in the fire.
The 10,000 majestic iron troops stood silently, like evil ghosts. This was the strongest army in the Celestial City.
"Have you found any news about Li Tu?" Yang Jie asked.
"When I got back to the commander-in-chief, my spies told me that Li Tu was hiding in Tongbao Tower, and that Li Tu had killed the head and elders of the Chu family."
"Humph, it's useless." Yang Jie shouted: "Let's go to Tongbao Tower without damaging anything in the building."
…
Originally, with Yang Jie's identity, it was easy to deal with Li Tu. However, there was a variable like Liu Anyue, and even though he was the commander-in-chief, he could not take action.
The old city lord angrily yelled: "Yang Jie, you are a pariah who came out of slavery. If it weren't for the permission of this city lord, would you be where you are today? Do you dare to disobey my order?"
The furious old city lord roared, raised an iron-thorned whip, and struck the iron-faced Yang Jie hard, as if he were whipping a dog.
"Shit, shit!"
Blood spattered out and splashed on Yang Lie's face, feeling warm.
Yang Lie thought to himself, this is his father's blood.
"Erase your position as the commander-in-chief. When you realize your identity, you can become the commander-in-chief again."
…
On the dark street.
Yang Jie rode a tall horse, dripping blood all the way.
Yang Lie followed behind and shouted: "Dad, let me find a doctor."
"No, this is my scar, this is humiliation, you have to remember it." Yang Jie said dullly.
"No chance today."
"I have a premonition that I will die at the hands of that young man in the future. He is a young man like a dragon."
"Dad, no, we can escape. Escape."
"I am Yang Jie. I am a hero among everyone. I will not escape. How can I escape?" Yang Jie smiled weakly:
"Besides, can your kid bear to abandon this luxurious life?"
Yang Lie was silent, still reluctant to give up.
At this moment, Yang Jie angrily grabbed his collar, held him in mid-air, and strangled him until he was suffocated.
It was hard for Yang Lie to imagine how his frail father could still be so powerful.
"If you still want this kind of noble life in front of others, then you have to hold the sword and suffer behind others!"
"My son, we are not civil officials and famous officials. We have the ability to govern the city, which can be passed on to future generations, and we will be immortal for generations. We are rough military commanders. Our wealth and status are all fought for. The only thing I can pass on to you is
These, but once this lion like me gets old, your status will plummet."
"If you still want the lintel of the Yang family to continue to shine, then become a new lion. This is the inheritance of the hero's blood. My child, you have my blood in your body!"
"You have to crush all your enemies. You have to fight and rob! Whoever dares to touch your food, tear him to pieces with your teeth!"
Yang Jie shouted angrily, left Yang Lie behind, grabbed a Yang riding whip, and left by himself.
Yang Lie sat helplessly in the darkness, his pale eyes lifeless.
How long will it take you to understand your father's truth? It may be a moment, or it may be a long life.
…
At night, a ray of light is like a bean.
"The ancestor of the Wang family sent an invitation, saying that he wanted to discuss the secret of becoming an immortal with the young master."
Sister Xiaoyu lowered her head and whispered softly, her moist eyes filled with tenderness and sweetness.
"Okay." Li Tu nodded, "I'm just going to discuss Su Miaoli's matter with the old man. The Wang family dares to touch Su Miaoli. I really don't want to live. Moreover, the Wang family's foundation over the years should be enough to support me to break through to the first level."
…
The entrance to the palace.
Li Tu is dressed in white.
And Sister Xiaoyu was wearing a colorful skirt, shaking a small incense fan, and her beautiful eyes were filled with emotion.
She jumped up and down.
Like a little woman following a wishful man, a little bird clings to him.
The old servant of the Wang family lowered his head and said, "Master Li, my ancestors have invited me."
The three of them walked through the long corridor and arrived at a quaint courtyard.
There are many ancient houses, with raised eaves and fallen leaves.
An old man with a celestial spirit sat under the rockery and flowing water, reciting scriptures in an elegant manner.
"Li Xianyou, you are here." said the ancestor of the Wang family.
Li Tu felt something in his heart, thinking that the old head of the Wang family was really addicted.
"Friend Wang Xian, I'm here."
"You have come from a holy land of cultivation like Xingkong. Have you ever gained any insights?" asked the ancestor of the Wang family.
Li Tu said calmly: "If you want to become a god, you must cut off your mortal ties and follow the path of ruthlessness. This is a universally recognized principle in the starry sky world. But I am in an adverse situation now and cannot understand it."
The two talked for a while.
Li Tu didn't think it was interesting.
Although the ancestor of the Wang family in front of him lived to an old age, he was not. Instead, his words showed some crudeness and stupidity.
I always feel like I am pretending to be knowledgeable, pretending to be a fairy, and covering up my ignorance.
It was as if he was pretending to be an ascended immortal.
Sister Xiaoyu, who was wearing a colorful skirt, was bored. She had been admiring the flowers under the old house for a long time. Her pretty appearance was not too charming.
She held flowers, smiled, and danced with butterflies, just like in the picture.
Li Tu was absent-minded, looking at the woman with picturesque features under the sun from time to time, and said excitedly: "Throw Sister Xiaoyu over to me."
The ancestor of the Wang family was unhappy.
Originally, he was chatting freely, and felt that Li Tu was indeed a man who had seen the world of stars, and what he said seemed to be full of divine wisdom. After listening to it, he was confused and didn't understand a lot, but this didn't mean that
Is this the essence of the divine way?
Of course it is difficult to understand!
If it is spoken in plain English, even a country man can understand it,
"Okay, Master Wang, spring is short, it's time for me to go."
Li Tu stood up and said carelessly: "By the way, I heard that the Wang family is going to marry the Su family. I have some opinions. As long as the woman you marry is not Su Miaoli, it doesn't matter."
"Oh? What if the eldest son of the Wang family insists on marrying Su Miaoli?"
"Then the Su and Wang families must be removed from Tiancheng!"
Li Tu took Sister Xiaoyu's soft hand, dropped a threatening word, and left coldly.
The ancestor of the Wang family smiled slightly and didn't take it seriously.
This kid's character is too crazy and too strong. With his character, it is natural for him to be sent as a messenger in the starry sky.
Now he is threatening the two major families, the Su family and the Wang family.
How funny!
These two clans have been prospering in Wangguan Tiancheng for thousands of years. How can one person decide the rise and fall of the family?