I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

Xiao Yang lowered his head feebly, "You should hate me."

"I don't want to hate you now. I hated you when I was fourteen. I hated you even more when I was fifteen. I still hated you when I was sixteen. I still hated you when I was seventeen or eighteen. But something seemed different... "

"Later, I got married, but my husband disappeared one day. They all told me that he was captured as a drug slave, but I didn't believe it. I searched for him for three years and couldn't find a hair."

"Many years passed by. One night, I suddenly woke up in the middle of my sleep. I suddenly wanted to find him. I wanted to find him at all costs. I wanted to overthrow the Ten Thousand Poison Court and destroy the Southern Barbarians..."

"The moon outside the window that night was as bright as day, just like the night when daddy went to rescue you from the Ten Thousand Poisons Court. I was thinking at that time, if I had a child, would I leave him and abandon everything? Destroy the Ten Thousand Poison Court..."

Xiao Yang heard Ba Yingying's voice gradually weakening, and her head drooped on Xiao Yang's shoulder.

"I think I will make the same choice as dad. From then on, I should not hate you anymore..."

"But, if I don't hate you, I don't know who to hate! Xiao Yang!" Ba Yingying started to cry.

"My overwhelming hatred, I must hate it! I can't solve the Southern Barbarian court, and I can't destroy the Ten Thousand Poison Court. It's useless to hate them. I can only bully and bully you..."

"I'm sorry, Xiao Yang, maybe we could have been siblings..."

"Maybe we could have been a family..."

"Blame me……"

Ba Yingying's breath became weaker and weaker, and Xiao Yang had to be close to her ear before he could hear her clearly.

Hearing her say that they could have been family, Xiao Yang burst into tears.

Ba Yingying's whole body was numb. She put her hands on Xiao Yang's legs and tried to stand up a little, but she couldn't find the strength. She could only feel Xiao Yang's hot tears hitting the back of her hands one by one.

"Stop crying." Ba Yingying said, "I don't blame you..."

"You obviously just want to save me...I don't blame you..."

"We all have to pay the price for our youth and ignorance..."

"I could have protected you and treated you as my younger brother, but I was so paranoid that I hurt you..."

"It's my incompetent anger..."

"Let you suffer..."

When it came to the end, Ba Yingying no longer realized what nonsense she was talking about, one sentence to the other.

She had many things to say to Xiao Yang.

"My father is the most heroic warrior of the Southern Barbarians... I should be the same..."

"Xiao Yang, you can't die, your blood is still useful, you have to live..."

"My trip... is just to keep you alive..."

"But he died here..."

"You are going to kill them..."

After saying this, Ba Yingying became obviously excited. She wanted to get up, but her limbs kept moving on their own.

"You have to kill them!" Ba Yingying still shouted.

"You are going to kill them..."

"You are going to...kill them..."

"Go kill them..."

She repeated this sentence over and over again, ten times, twenty times, from a complete sentence to a few scattered words.

Xiao Yang felt like this, her head slid from her shoulders to her chest, then to her abdomen, and finally lay on her lap.

In the end, she could no longer open her lips, and only kept a few words in her mouth that she could not hear clearly, "Kill...them...them..."

Then she could no longer speak.

Just sleep peacefully.

At first, Xiao Yang could still feel the temperature of her body, which was warm.

Later, it got colder.

The wind must have been too strong and chilled her.

Xiao Yang rolled her tightly into his arms, trying to use his body to shield her from the wind. He hugged her tighter and tighter.

Until blood oozed out from his injured arm, he looked at the sinful red and pushed Ba Yingying away.

What qualifications does he have to hold her?

He remembered the first time he met Ba Yingying. She was only in her teens at the time. She pretended to be a food delivery slave and brought him a roasted chicken dripping with oil.

He didn't know who she was and had been reluctant to eat her, but Feng Yue snatched her away and chewed her until only the bones and dregs were left.

He only took two bites, and finally reluctantly hid the bone residue under his pillow until it dried.

Much later, until the day he left Nanman, he met her for the second time. His mother said that she was their benefactor, and her name was Ba Yingying.

Goodbye was when she followed the prince back to Nanman. She was no longer a little girl. The first time she saw him, she gave him a slap in the face.

Xiao Yang couldn't retaliate for some slaps. She was his benefactor!

Xiao Yang recalled that it was not until Ba Yingying's body became cold and icy, with a strange purple color on her face, that Xiao Yang buried her properly.

He kowtowed three times in front of the grave and vowed to kill them.

At that time, Xiao Yang had no expression.

*

Today, one year later, Xiao Yang is already the leader of the Southern Barbarian Rebel Army.

Zhuo Yunjun, the king of Zhennan, was still commanding the battle, and he also gave himself a resounding name, Black Tiger.

The moment he found out that his name was Black Tiger, Xiao Yang was stunned. He reminded Zhuo Yunjun, "Zhuo Yao also named himself Black Tiger."

Zhuo Yunjun and his brothers gathered around the fire and drank wine, "Haha! Look at me, I have exactly the same temperament!"

Xiao Yang huddled aside and watched these senior veterans drinking happily.

"Hahahaha! How long has it been since General Zhuo saw your son? You didn't even know he was called Black Tiger!"

Zhuo Yunjun put down his wine glass and counted with his fingers, "It should be five years, no, six years!"

Xiao Yang added, "It's been eight years."

Zhuo Yunjun hissed and frowned, "It's been eight years!"

Zhuo Yunjun remembered that the last time he went back, he beat him up because of Prince Ning's affairs. Until now, he has not sent him a letter. Does this kid hold a grudge? Only Ling'er and Ahong would often send him letters.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yunjun felt a little sad. Ahong was still in his hands, but he thought about it for a moment, then covered up his melancholy thoughts and laughed, "Hahaha, time flies so fast, Ling'er is already married. , I don’t know when she will give birth to a grandson for me to hug!”

When Zhuo Yunjun talks about his children, he always has a proud and kind look on his face. For some reason, Xiao Yang just likes to hear him say this and brag about how much the children like him.

Most of the veterans drinking together were generals who had been expelled by the Southern Barbarian royal family. They were suppressed by the Southern Barbarian royal family. Zhuo Yunjun took the opportunity to rescue them and helped them organize themselves to form a force against the Southern Barbarians.

Most of them were sincerely grateful to Zhuo Yunjun and admired him.

Seeing that Zhuo Yunjun was a little sentimental, a veteran general comforted him, "Old General Zhuo, it's almost time. When we break into Nanzhao City and destroy Ten Thousand Poisons Court, won't you be able to reunite by then?"

"That's not true! One year at most, one year later, we can all go home! Hahaha, I don't know if my old wife still recognizes me!"

Everyone comforted each other, and even though there was only a fire, they didn't feel cold.

Suddenly, a young soldier, about thirteen or fourteen years old, brought a package and excitedly placed it in front of Zhuo Yunjun, "General Zhuo, let me show you something good!"

Zhuo Yunjun treated the soldiers in the military camp very well. He always had a kind and kind image in private. He said with a smile, "Oh! Take it out and have a look!"

The soldiers spread out several wooden sculptures carved into the image of horses, which were carved lifelike.

Xiao Yang was very curious.