take father as heaven

Probably because he didn't want Murong Yan to affect his mood because of this incident, Weasel went out for a trip at some point, and when he came back, he and Da Gang came back with a case of sorghum wine.

People here in Moyu like this kind of spicy wine, which probably suits their irritable temper. Murong Yan took a sip, the hot liquid ran across his throat, and then burned in his stomach, he couldn't help squinting He closed his eyes and gasped for breath.

Seeing his performance, the bayonet group couldn't help laughing. "Hahaha, young master, take it easy, this wine is strong enough."

"It's really intense, I've learned a lesson." Murong Yan only felt the burning in his stomach, which didn't subside at all.

Seeing the captain and the others pouring gulps into their mouths with the bottle, he was embarrassed to lose this person, took another gulp into his mouth, and then gasped for breath, it was so touching!

The weasel saw that he didn't seem to like this kind of strong wine, so he came over with a bottle to drink with him.

The two chatted very relaxedly for a while, but they didn't want the captain to come in with a bottle, and sat beside Murong Yan, watching Murong Yan frown and feel for a while without taking a sip, couldn't help laughing .

"The first sip of this wine is spicy, then it burns, and then the fragrance returns. Can you try it?"

Murong Yan did as he did, and felt it carefully. After a while, his mouth was really fragrant, and he finally felt a little lingering aftertaste.

Probably because the atmosphere was really relaxed, even the always serious captain let go of his airs, looked at Murong Yan with a half-smile and said, "My lord, do you know what we think of you?"

Murong Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled as he looked at him. "Do you think that I am ignorant, just a young master who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun?"

Weasel nodded. "I felt that way from the beginning."

Who would have thought that there would be someone next to him. "I think so too. Think about it, your father is so amazing, you still have to walk sideways in the Federation."

When Murong Yan turned his head, he realized that although the group of people behind him were also drinking, they were also distracted listening to their conversation.

He smiled, "I am also most afraid of being treated as a fool! My son, I am afraid that when others scold me, they will take my father along with them."

The captain patted him on the shoulder. "Those were thoughts before adding the bayonet."

Murong Yan looked at them puzzled, and Weasel explained his confusion.

"We entered the bayonet, and there was a training to teach us to know the high-level military and their family members. You know, many tasks need to protect the high-level family members. At that time, everyone was dumbfounded when they saw your information."

Hearing what he did, Murong Yan became more interested, and couldn't help staring at him, hoping to know more.

The weasel smiled, "Good guy! Seventh-dan fighting, eighth-ranking gunslinger, this guy is actually a dual-cultivator, and the string of medals following the information has excellent reviews, which blinded us at the time."

"Hahahaha! At that time, the whole army knew that the tiger father has no dogs, and my lord has a good son!"

Murong Yan pursed his lips and smiled, it was not a hypocritical cover-up, nor was it polite, but a genuine joy of being recognized.

The captain came over with a hand, and patted Murong Yan on the shoulder, wondering if he had drunk too much alcohol, with a rare expression of doubt on his face, looking at Murong Yan, he couldn't help but ask. "Young master seems to have changed?"

"Where did this come from?"

"Actually, we have studied the young master's information before setting off on the mission, and we have learned about all the performances of the young master's military academy. All the instructors and classmates commented that the young master is a bit indifferent, and he even refuses people thousands of miles away. It seems that he is not easy to get along with. "

Da Gang nodded and added a sentence. "Master, do you know that you still have a nickname in school?"

"What nickname?" Even Murong Yan himself had never heard of it.

Someone rushed to answer. "Cold and arrogant noble son."

"Pfft." Murong Yan almost spit out after taking a sip of wine, but thinking about how many years he had been in the military academy, he had never had a close relationship with anyone, not even anyone who could be called a friend. , probably because there is more than indifference and not enough kindness.

Then he asked again, "What about now? What do you think?"

He looked around at the group of guys around them. Although he didn't get along with the bayonets for a long time, he somehow felt more intimate. Speaking of which, Murong Yan rarely mixed with a group of people like this before. Together, however, he also found that he didn't hate this feeling at all.

The captain smiled and shook his head, "It feels different from the rumors."

Well, this is the conservative answer.

Dagang is more straightforward, he just opened his mouth and said. "We don't know what Lengaoguizi is, but we don't hate you."

"Yeah, the young master is not like those scumbags in the capital, who rely on their father's strength to act as a domineering, squinting at people, and it is very comfortable to be friends with the young master."

Murong Yan giggled, he was very happy to hear that everyone recognized him, and even admitted that he was a friend.

Unexpectedly, the weasel suddenly interjected. "I think so, young master is very boring."

"Pfft." Murong Yan couldn't help but spit again, turned his head and stared at the weasel, if the other party didn't give him a satisfactory answer, he planned to carry him to the yard for some activities, and didn't mind letting him lie on the bed tomorrow half a day.

Seeing Murong Yan's terrifying eyes, the weasel shrinks timidly. "I'm telling the truth, don't hit me."

"Say!"

"Actually, I have followed you for a while before, after you ran away from home, the adults asked us to keep track of your whereabouts at all times. At that time, you were frowning all day long, and everyone who saw you had a cold face. I don't want to talk to you, she really looks a bit cold and arrogant."

"What's the matter with Mensao?!" Murong Yan gritted his teeth.

The weasel scratched his head, looking innocent. "From the moment I died, I realized that something was wrong with you. At first, seeing that you and the adults had a very harmonious relationship, and seeing you talking endlessly, I thought I might have admitted the wrong person. It was probably two elders. It’s exactly the same guy, otherwise how could it have changed so much.”

Glancing secretly at Murong Yan, he found that his face was quite calm, Weasel continued.

"At that time, I thought that the relationship between father and son should be more relaxed. After all, the son's side is for outsiders to see. But after I arrived in Disha, the son was not only very kind to the adults, but also very warm to us. , I finally understood."

Now the group of onlookers behind others, even the captain became interested. "Understand what?"

"I understand that the young master is not as indifferent as you show. In fact, the young master is quite a coquettish person. It is natural to show intimacy to acquaintances and friends. Sometimes it is quite shameless and likes to provoke People seem to like to see people turn their faces, this is not what Mensao is."

Murong Yan's face turned green after hearing this comment.What Weasel said, not only said that he was coquettish, but also subconsciously implied that he was quite cheap. He always liked to find opportunities to provoke Sig, and made Sig angry, and even took pleasure in it.

The next moment Murong Yan punched him, who would have thought that the weasel was more flexible than him, and would have already dodged far away.She turned her head back with a smile, "I knew the young master was going to beat me up. The truth always hurts, and the truth just cannot be seen."

"Fuck!" Murong Yan tried to chase after him, but the weasel slid faster, jumped into the yard in an instant, jumped over the wall and ran away in two or three times.

The team leader and the others laughed loudly in the room, Murong Yan simply stopped chasing him, took two bottles of wine out of the box, and signaled to the team leader, "I'll bring two bottles to Master."

Everyone behind him looked at him and smiled, probably thinking of what Weasel had just said about Murong Yan.

Murong Yan curled his lips, but in fact he was not only not angry, but even wanted to laugh.I have to say that I have known this group of people for a very short time, but the weasel guy has really poisonous eyes, and he can see through him completely.

In the final analysis, Murong Yan is just a 17-year-old boy. Those young people's minds in the capital may have been suppressed by him all the time, but this time they got out of that cage. Showed his true nature.

In this place, everyone around me will no longer have conflicts of interest with me, and we don't have to guard against others approaching with ulterior motives, and we don't have to worry about a sentence being used intentionally, and we don't have to worry that every word and deed of ours will give back to his superior father. create any adverse effects.

At this moment, Murong Yan is like a young eagle that has finally been cut off from its shackles, and has a chance to be free in the sky for the first time!fly.