Immediately after the death of the master

, the Ninth Prince couldn't help himself, bent down and hugged me on the back of the horse.

Accompanied by the little boy's exclamation, Ji Qingshuang yelled at the little boy viciously:

"Fu Keji, cover your eyes for me!"

After this farewell, when we met again, the sadness of parting came to my heart, I hugged his neck, and accepted his frenzied kiss, after the kiss, the corner of my mouth curled up with a silver thread, the Ninth Prince released me who was dizzy back to the ground.

Seeing my blushing cheeks and teary eyes, the Ninth Prince was in a good mood. Before he drove away, he took a special look at the little boy and reminded him secretly:

"Don't tell your father."

Without looking at the boy's reaction, the Ninth Prince laughed loudly, raised his whip, and rode away.

For this kind of old hooligan who taught children badly, Ji Qingshuang spat at his back, the Ninth Prince ran fast, she could only turn around and scold me:

"You crybaby and a sissy guy really don't look like broken sleeves, but more like grinding mirrors."

"You are talking nonsense, we are both pure men."

"Heh." Ji Qingshuang sneered, turned his face away, just in time to see the little brat standing beside him, "Fu Keji, didn't I ask you to cover your eyes?"

"Sister Qingshuang, I covered you." The little boy pretended to be wronged.

"When your family covered their eyes, they left such big gaps between their fingers."

Ji Qingshuang was furious, and pulled out the whip around his waist to whip the little boy, who ran away, but he was Ji Qingshuang's opponent, and he was caught by Ji Qingshuang before he ran far.

But Ji Qingshuang has always been a knife-mouthed bean curd heart, and he has a whip in his hand. After all, he didn't have the heart to do it, so he just brought him back.

Ji Qingshuang threw him in front of me, raised his chin at me, and said:

"By the way, Li Nian'en, take out your Rao Shizi's sword."

Today is the day of farewell, and it is also the time to present the sword.I took the sword from my back. This sword was made by Meteor in the battle of Huang Quan.The little cub took the sword and drew it out of its sheath. The sword was shining brightly, and the sword hummed softly, as if it was alive.The little boy opened his eyes wide in surprise, and caressed the pattern on the sword carefully. With the little boy's touch, the sword came to life, and made a low moaning sound, as if he was happy to meet a good master, but also as if he was longing for it. With blood and killing.

The swordsmith once said before jumping into the sword forging furnace that this sword was born among hundreds of thousands of undead, drinking blood, and has a strong evil spirit. Only those with great luck can suppress it and turn this evil spirit into themselves. Use it to achieve immeasurable achievements.

This sword was saved for Xiaozizi from the beginning, so even if this sword complements my Seven Kills fate, even if this sword may conflict with Xiaozizi's fate.

It can only belong to Fu Keji.

If it is his, it can only be his.

I pressed the boy's shoulder, and told him the name of the sword in a low voice:

"The name of this sword is Zaiyuan."

"In Yuan?"

The little boy called out the name of the sword softly, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly, overflowing with spirituality, the little boy held it in his hand, and couldn't put it down.

My hand was still on his shoulder, weighing more than a thousand catties, and I told him the fate that accompanied this sword:

"I present this sword to you, only wishing that you are a potential dragon in the abyss, and one day you will roam the nine heavens."

The little boy raised his head, his eyes joyful like a child's, and the ignorant young man nodded heavily, accepting my blessing and the heavy fate behind it.

I personally sent the young man on the horse, and watched the young man go away on the horse.

The cold wind is howling, and the plain is barren.

"Li Nianen, I am different from you," Ji Qingshuang stood beside me, whispering softly,

"I only hope that when he returns, he will still be a teenager."

As Ji Qingshuang said this, loneliness flashed across his expression.

Fu Keji.

This is the child we watched growing up together.

And now, we personally sent him to the battlefield of fate.

For the rest of his life and eternity, he has nothing to rely on behind him, he can only hold the sharp sword in his hand tightly and move forward with blood.

Either he overcomes all obstacles and returns with glory.

Or it will fall like a meteorite, leaving no bones left.

124,

After sending off the little boy and the Ninth Prince, Ji Qingshuang and I started the great cause of conscription.

But the matter of conscription is embarrassing.

The reason we retreated to the back was that the newlyweds were inseparable, but the two of us were really tired of seeing each other, we didn't get along everywhere, and we broke up completely after only half a month of cooperation.

Ji Qingshuang returned to her fief, and I returned to the two prefectures I conquered, and recruited soldiers from each. As a result, three months later, Ji Qingshuang recruited [-] soldiers, and I... three thousand...

Wei Kexin laughed at me for half a month because of this matter, and I was so angry that I directly blamed him for being unfavorable in conscription and waived his salary for half a year.

Later, Xu Yuque couldn't stand it anymore, and used his small coffers to help me build an army of more than [-] people.

I am very grateful for this, and said that Xu Yuque voluntarily paid the money, and it has nothing to do with Li, and it is impossible to repay the money, and it is impossible to repay it in this life.

This war has been fought intermittently for a year. The master and the others act as the central army, and Ji Qingshuang and I assist the attack from both sides, harvesting the enemy's remnants and recalcitrant forces.

Due to the prestige of the previous record, many times, Ji Qingshuang and I just win boringly, and the level of tragedy with the master is not at the same level at all.

After the fall of the next year, just before winter, the master finally attacked the capital. At this time, I happened to be in a county next to the capital. In order to join in the fun, I disregarded Wei Kexin's complaints and threw away the remaining mess. to him.

The master already knew that I was coming, so he sent a boy to pick me up.

I haven't seen the little boy for a year, the boy has completely grown up, the innocence in his eyes has disappeared, but there is a bit of creepy bleakness.

He didn't treat me with the same enthusiasm as before, he behaved with a certain degree of advance and retreat, and he didn't look like he used to be neither big nor small.

No wonder, this year, not only did he have to face vicious enemies, he also had to guard against backstabs from Xiao Shizi. He was in distress many times, and he wrote to me asking for help, but I turned a deaf ear to it. express.

But although I didn't express it, I wrote to Ji Qingshuang to ask her to save her.

After all, for someone of my status to collude with the master's heir is courting death, but it's different for the Ji family to collude with the heir.The Ji family is too powerful, no matter whether they are loyal to the master or not, the master can't please them. Their only way is to choose a weak heir to support, and stand behind the heir to fulfill their political ambitions.This is not the case for a loner like me. If I want to live longer in the turbulent and treacherous political arena, the only way is to stand by the master's side.

Only in this way can we ensure that we will not be killed before the next emperor takes office. As for what will happen after the next emperor takes office?

That's really something that only the devil knows.

My only purpose now is to live longer than my master, and not be killed when my master is the emperor.

With such thoughts in mind, I didn't pay any attention to the fact that the little brat didn't speak a word to me all the way.

The boy took me to the front of the battle, where the master is accepting the surrender of all the officials in the city.

When I saw the master, I immediately forgot about the little boy, even if he grows up now and looks as good as the master, so what, his "father" will always be his father.

I flattered my horse and ran behind my master, and followed him joyfully, as if many years ago, when we were still young, I followed him in a deceptive way.

The master glanced at me from the corner of his eye, and acquiesced in following behind him.

After hanging me for a long time, the master finally answered me. While arranging the surrendered officials, he asked me:

"Li Nianen, this battle is almost over, what do you want?"

"Master, didn't you say before that you want to make me a king with a different surname? Do you still count on it now?" The master didn't expect that I would dare to say that. He turned his head, and there was already some scrutiny in his eyes. I pretended not to know, and laughed. Said, "But the master has to let me adopt His Royal Highness Fu Keji as a foster son. I watched him grow up anyway, but in the past two years, he has been able to lead troops by himself, and he looks down on us old guys. The little me It's out of balance."

My words have two intentions. One is to let the master understand that I only want wealth and honor in this life. As for what happens after I die, I don’t care whether my property belongs to my own child or my adopted son.On the other hand, it is to let the master understand what the little boy's reaction is.

According to common sense, the brat should answer me right now, who wants to be your son, but now he is following behind us expressionlessly, as if he didn't hear anything.

Very well, it's not in vain that I haven't replied to his letter for a year.

Regarding the matter of adopting a son, it was Ji Qingshuang who gave me an opinion. She felt that one of us can't stand men, and the other can't stand women. There is no way to have a child in this life.If I want to continue the family, I might as well adopt a child.

My first reaction was that the kid was adopted anyway, so I might as well adopt someone I'm familiar with.

Of course, I can only think about it, it is impossible for the master to agree.

However, my goal has been achieved, he has seen clearly the little brat's indifference to me, and our rift has already arisen.

Believe it or not is not important, the attitude should let him understand.

When entering Miyagi, the master didn't let the little boy continue to follow, but only brought me and his guards.

Before we came, Miyagi had already been washed with blood, but apart from the faint bloodstains between the bluestones, no one could tell that a massacre had taken place here.This is the difference between the palace and the battlefield. The palace eats people and hides all the sharp teeth deep in the throat.