It's just that such a peaceful day is not normal after all. When the logistics are ready, the battle line is pulled up again. On this road that is bound to be soaked in blood, there are still more cities to conquer.
After all, he was still thinking about his old friendship. Every time Xu Yi attacked and occupied territory, he would not use iron and blood to intimidate something. Therefore, after having such a layer of protection, the subsequent cities dared to stop quietly and close the city. door to resist.
On the front line where the two armies are confronting each other, one side is overwhelmed by thousands of troops, and the other side is behind closed doors. In the eyes of Mu Qiao, an imperial man, he just finds it funny. After all, this city is different from the previous one. There is no towering city wall to prevent problems before they happen. , and there are no well-planned and detailed preventive facilities, it is just a piece of paper that can be broken with a single poke.
Ever since, just as Mu Qiao thought, Yan took the lead, picked up the spear lightly, swung it a few times, and the flame spread from the city gate. From time to time, the city gate opened and the city wall was dilapidated. Breaking through the city with a wave of hands is even more interesting.
The other party seemed to be confident, and when they saw the city gate opened, they brought people out. However, although the number of people was objective, the cultivation in the greenhouse was different from those who had experienced wind and frost.
Almost devastated, Xu Yi captured the city again, but the city lord of this place had some kind of personal relationship with King Qingle, he looked at the old man who seemed to have other thoughts leaning towards his father, his eyes He sank slightly, feeling a trace of displeasure for the first time.
It seemed that the other party's words played a role. That night, King Qingle asked Xu Yi to come over.
Everyone at the dinner party watched their highness go out, feeling a little unhappy. Although it is said that King Qingle is Xu Yi's adoptive father, but now, everything is dominated by Xu Yi. If King Qingle is really because of his personal relationship And pleading with Xu Yi, it is a bit too unclear.
Seeing everyone's unique spectacle of face-changing, Mu Qiao just buried her head as if nothing happened. With her leadership, everyone started the dinner again, but the jubilant atmosphere just now was gone after all.
Xu Yi left, Yuehua immediately made up for him, she took Xu Yi's place to help Mu Qiao, but, seeing that the other party seemed to really not reject the difference between meat and vegetables, she felt an inexplicable sense of relief in her heart, especially when she thought of She was always a little worried about the previous things, but now that Mu Qiao seemed to be getting better, she thought that she might have made a fuss over a molehill.
"Look at it." King Qingle raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Yi, then raised his finger and pointed to the side room. When he spoke, he was a bit condensed, and seemed to be a little angry.
Xu Yi couldn't figure out what the elder meant, but although he was a little uncomfortable with King Qingle's acceptance of the city lord's approach, he still recognized the adoptive father, and even, in his heart, the other party was his father , is a person who must be respected.
There was a slight pause under his feet, Xu Yi walked straight over, and then he was slightly stunned. It turned out that the small side room was filled with all kinds of precious stones, and the room was bright among the jewels.
"Sometimes, you have to make some choices. You see, you are polite to him, but he never takes you seriously." King Qingle walked to his son, and the words were more of a kind of hatred Iron is not steel, the reason why he didn't retire completely was to see how Xu Yi would deal with him, but, obviously, this good boy of his never thought of getting rid of his old fritters.
Xu Yi was silent. He had to say that he knew his father too well, and he trusted him from the bottom of his heart. Therefore, when everyone was worried about him, even the silly boy Cang Ming couldn't hold back his hands. He still didn't take advantage of the trend and came to an internal change. Even today, he had some vague guesses in his heart about why the other party asked him to come here.
The words of King Qingle left Xu Yi speechless. He just quietly looked at the room full of babies, and slowly frowned: "Father, I don't want to be controlled by the desire of power. I will take care of this matter, but this mistake does not mean that I will really become the kind of existence you said."
"If you want to become a king, you must not retain a part of ordinary people. Do you know why your journey is so smooth?" After all, King Qingle is much older. But he understands the power of the monarchy very well, so he is particularly not optimistic about Xu Yi in this state, he is too soft-hearted.
Xu Yi seemed to understand what King Qing Le was about to say, so he answered the other party's question himself, cutting off the other party's prepared question and answer: "Because Yuanhuang is currently worrying about Yue Lang's affairs, right? "
I didn't think of the child I thoughtUnexpectedly, the intelligence work was done so well. King Qingle was surprised and quickly settled down. He looked at Xu Yi and nodded. Xu Yi was educated by him, and he didn't want him to be lost on the way. : "He's too obsessed with love, that's why he's at a loss. I think, that kind of embarrassment, you shouldn't taste it."
"I have dealt with the previous towns for you, but from here on, I hope you will show off your own wrists. At this point, you must show both kindness and power." Just like before, King Qingle put his hands behind his back He taught Xu Yi little by little, but he paused after saying this, then turned around and looked at the child, or youth in front of him, who was already a head taller than him, "It's the same for me, too."
"If I can't even protect what I cherish, and even have to compromise for something I don't like, what's the point of being a king? Father, I hope you understand that there are some things I will do, There are some things that I can only refuse." Just like King Qingle's stubbornness, Xu Yi also sticks to his own ideas. The reason why he delays handling is to draw out his heartbroken father, but he doesn't want to According to the other party's statement, to kill relatives righteously, and the other party is only for himself, so it is not worth being that target.
Seeing that King Qingle seemed to want to say something else, Xu Yi continued: "I can still see if you have bad intentions. I have been adopted under your name, and you are my father. I hope that in the future , you are still my father."
After these words were said, how could the old fox Qingle King not know that he had fallen into the other party's trap, but he really didn't understand why he had to choose when there was an easier path waiting for Xu Yi to walk. A road full of thorns, you know, everyone will subconsciously choose the more selfish side.
"Have you ever thought about it? If you do this, no one will appreciate you. On the contrary, you will work a lot harder. If you ask for benefits for others, you will naturally lack the corresponding part. As a Wang, the more merciful you are, the more you will attract all kinds of dark thoughts." King Qingle sighed, and there was a little disapproval between his brows. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com