Chapter 46: Father and Son Who Love and Kill Each Other
Hearing the news, he walked into the room, glanced at Qinghai, and then pursed his lips towards Ming Zhiyuan, who shook his head.
Qinghai was in a daze for a long time. Ming Zhiyuan and Wenren Chuanxi remained silent and sat beside him in the room.
Indeed, neither of them knew how to speak. The words Qinghai said in the yard seemed to involve the privacy of the Gongyang head family, and they were not allowed to be spoken to others.
For a long time, after hearing the news, he tentatively said to Qinghai:
"Qinghai, why don't you let those people in your family get up? They are still fourth-level warriors after all. It doesn't look good to them kneeling in the yard with people coming and going."
Qinghai raised his head and said to Wenren Chuanxi dumbly: "Don't worry, senior brother Wenren, you can't hurt them by kneeling down."
Ming Zhiyuan said: "Didn't you say you would go to the World of Warcraft Forest tomorrow? Let them get up first. After all the trouble today, will they go tomorrow?"
"Go, why don't you go?" Qinghai put on the face of a little bully.
Hearing the news, he was surprised and confused and asked Ming Zhiyuan: "Going to the World of Warcraft Forest tomorrow? Why didn't I know?"
Qing Hai had calmed down and returned to his former self, saying with a savage expression:
"We called them here just to ask them to follow us into the forest to collect herbs. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother paying attention to Gongyang Zhisheng."
...
Ming Zhiyuan said cautiously: "The head of Gongyang... is that? Your father?"
Qinghai thought for a moment: "He gave birth to me, but he is not my father. I don't have him as a father."
Ming Zhiyuan:......
Wenren Chuanxi touched his chin: "We knew it a long time ago. There seems to be a... misunderstanding between you and your father. I just don't understand how you and your son made this misunderstanding... so big?"
Qinghai lay down on the bed: "He has a little wife who thinks about Fang'er harming me every day. My mother died in the hands of that woman. Gongyang Zhisheng is reluctant to kill her to avenge my mother, so I will avenge myself. He
Just sent me out."
Ming Zhiyuan and Wen Ren Chuanxi looked at each other. Ming Zhiyuan asked again: "You were only five years old when you arrived at Shanmen. How old were you when you were at home? Five years old? How can you take revenge for a child who is so much older? How can you take revenge?"
Qinghai gritted his teeth and said, "That vicious woman poisoned my mother with poison, and I will poison her too."
"so......
The head of Gongyang will send you to Saint Maid Mountain to learn alchemy and medicine? Let you learn how to poison?"
Ming Zhiyuan asked in confusion.
Qinghai glanced at him: "My master is my aunt."
Ming Zhiyuan looked at Qinghai in surprise. Hearing the rumor, he nodded to him: "I know this."
Ming Zhiyuan shook his head: "Then why doesn't your aunt avenge your mother?"
"Because she said she wanted me to avenge my mother with my own hands."
Ming Zhiyuan felt that this was another complicated harem battle drama.
"that......"
Ming Zhiyuan asked weakly: "Does your father have many sons?"
"What about him? If I am the only one, he has accumulated great virtues in his previous life."
Ming Zhiyuan didn't understand again. How could the only son of a big family be so ignored? Such a big Wuji Mountain?
Such a big ram leader?
Is a son so wasted?
No more inheritance?
No more incense?
He was also confused when he heard the news: "Didn't it say that the head of Gongyang has two sons?"
"She has done many bad things. Chu Yun'er said she was pregnant for a while, but then she had a miscarriage for some unknown reason. She poisoned my mother and her own child died. This is how such a vicious woman should be punished.
"
Qinghai said fiercely.
The white girl outside the door groaned and squeezed the door, wanting to come in.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at Qinghai: "Are you not hungry anymore? The kitchen made barbecue today."
"I'm starving, I want to eat barbecue"
"Let Zhao Yun and the others get up. You have to rely on others to protect you when you go to the Warcraft Forest tomorrow."
"Don't worry, if something happens to me around them, I won't want their heads, including their family's heads."
Qinghai said confidently.
It shows that your father also cares about you. He cares about you so much, but he gave away his own son for a concubine? What a contradiction. Could this be the legendary father and son falling in love and killing each other? Ming Zhiyuan murmured in his heart
.
Hearing the news, Bai Niu opened the door and rushed in. She raised her nose and sniffed at Ming Zhiyuan.
He walked over and rubbed Ming Zhiyuan's legs and scratched his trouser legs with melon seeds to show that he was hungry.
Qinghai jumped out of bed, hugged Bai Niu and rubbed her, collected his thoughts, and walked out. He stood at the door and said to the five people kneeling in the yard:
"Get up and remember, you are not allowed to be rude to my friends in the future."
"We will obey the order of the young master. Thank you for your forgiveness."
...
At dinner, Ming Zhiyuan fed Bai Niu while eating, and chatted with Zhao Yun and others when he had nothing to say.
"Brother Zhao, what do you think of my white tiger? It's almost half a year old."
After being beaten and scolded, Zhao Yun calmed down his previous arrogance, looked at Bai Niu carefully and nodded: "That's right, you can bring her back to raise her while she's still nursing, right? I've never eaten the same kind of blood food." "Brother Zhao has really good taste.
It was probably just one month old when I brought it back."
Zhao Yun nodded again: "This white tiger is the descendant of the White Tiger of Warcraft. His innate talent is strength and sharp claws, and his qualifications are smarter than most other Warcraft. Once trained, he can advance to the third level."
"Can I only enter the third level?" Ming Zhiyuan was a little disappointed.
He also hoped to raise Bai Niu into a first-class Tiger King. After all, Saintess Mountain Gate had this condition.
Zhao Yun smiled: "Third grade is the limit of your white tiger. If you want to cultivate a first-grade or second-grade mount, you must have an innate bloodline with first-grade and second-grade potential. You, a white tiger, originally have
He is born with blood. But there are too many mixed bloods and the blood is too messy, so it’s still a little bit worse.”
"Oh" Ming Zhiyuan became interested.
He approached Zhao Yun and said, "In Brother Zhao's opinion, what kind of monster has the potential to become a first-grade or second-grade monster?"
"The first one is dragon, but Tianyuan Continent has not seen this thing for thousands of years. The dragon mount we have recorded in Wuji Mountain is from three thousand years ago.
Since then, there has been no trace of dragon monsters. The second is the phoenix. Isn’t there one in your Saintess Mountain?"
Ming Zhiyuan nodded hurriedly: "Yes, my fifth master uncle has a flaming phoenix, but our master master uncle didn't say it could be promoted to the first rank."
"That's because the bloodline of that phoenix is no longer pure enough. It may be mixed with the bloodline of too many other flying monsters. This is normal. There are only a few phoenixes, and it is as difficult to reproduce as dragons. The only way to produce as many offspring as possible is through crossbreeding.
."
"The phoenixes in the World of Warcraft Forest are basically hybrids now. I'm afraid there are no phoenixes with pure blood anymore. Even if there are, there are only one or two at most. They still existed thousands of years ago."
"Are there any other magical beasts that can be promoted to the first level?" Ming Zhiyuan looked like a good boy who loves to learn.
Zhao Yun raised his head and thought for a while: "There are also legends, which have not appeared in historical records. There are no records of Suzaku and Xuanwu, but there are a lot of legends."
Ming Zhiyuan lowered his head and looked at Bai Niu who was eating stupidly, and murmured in his heart:
My dear daughter, have you heard? People despise you, so you have to work hard. We don’t hesitate to strangle dragons and phoenixes. We can make it into a good one by ourselves.
Although Ming Zhiyuan knew that what Zhao Yun said was probably true, he still felt that Bai Niu was good and was not jealous of those so-called first-grade pure bloodline monsters.
This is probably because the old man doesn’t think his daughter is ugly...
Of course, another reason is that he doesn’t have those first-grade bloodline monsters! He can’t get them!