"Sister, thank you for cutting the sky." Yingying’s face was full of joy. If it weren’t for the news, it might be over. Those who cure too much are helpless. She can’t get through it.
Wen Tian smiled. "There’s nothing to say. Thank you. I’m leaving. There are still many things to deal with."
"Yueqin thank big jiu! My dad is finally okay. "Xiaoyue Qin’s eyes are still full of tears. Her own father is dead. Big JIU is really bad. I wish I could come to my father.
Wen Tian smiled and touched her head. "Take good care of your father when you leave!"
"By the way, what happened to Wen Tian?" Lai Yinger suddenly asked that those strange phenomena not long ago were obviously not so simple, and that Master Wen Zhonggui should have come out long ago for such a big event.
Wen Tian’s face turned dark and said, "Father is gone and will never come back!"
Yingying covered her mouth and said in surprise, "What did you say? How could my father die?
"Who will die is just a matter of time! Father is no exception! " Wen Tian said lightly that he didn’t think of Wen Zhong’s death.
Wen Tian is calm, and someone has been waiting outside the Chengxiang Mansion for a long time. It is Wu Cheng, the hand general of the king, who came here specially to invite Wen Tian to come over.
"Little general Wu Chengwang asked me to come and ask you to come over. What should I do next? I still need you to say that the ministers have been invited in the past." Zhou Ji respectfully said that this little general, the whole big business, dared to offend him, and he naturally dared not neglect.
Wen Tian touched his temple. There are so many things to do. It’s not easy to deal with the aftermath. That guy Di Xin did such a thing to make Yin Shang very passive. Although Di Xin is dead, he still has to wipe his ass after doing the bastard thing.
"You are Zhou Ji, aren’t you?" Wen Tian asked Wu Chengwang, and he didn’t remember it.
Zhou Ji leng leng "back to less general in it is Zhou Ji don’t know less general has commanded"
"Do you know how many ministers were killed in Asako? I feel headache when I think of it. Bigan has suffered such a serious injury. I’m afraid others are not much better. You know Bigan has his own hands to protect him.
Zhou Ji wanted to think, "I’m afraid there are more than dozens of generals who have not been carefully calculated!" king
Wen Tian stopped Zhou Ji from saying with a wave of his hand, "Remember that this matter was also killed just like the king without the king. It was a group of people of unknown origin who attacked the king and all the ministers! Is it white? "
Zhou Ji suddenly cold sweat DC "in white! Little general, please hurry up in the past. "
"Well," Wen Tian strode forward, and Di Xin’s bastard died, which didn’t make people feel safe!
Chapter ninety-three items
I went home alone the next day. At this time, the news that Wen Zhong has not come back has already reached their ears.
Far away, I saw Fobo and Buer, and they were anxiously waiting for Wentian to come back and see Wentian rushing to meet him.
"Little General, what happened to Master? What hasn’t come back yet!" Fobo looked at Wentian nervously for fear of hearing bad news.
Wen Tian sighed faintly and said, "Dad is gone and will never come back!"
"Little general, you lied to us. A surname won’t die so easily!" Fobo didn’t believe it. He knew that a surname was powerful and definitely not mortal. How could he die so simply?
Wen Tian shook his head. "He killed himself. If he doesn’t destroy himself, it will be fine, but then the king and the second king will be dead!"
Wen Tian looked tired and left the sight of the two of them. He was even more annoyed that those intrigued ministers, Torre, had just died and become like this. For the king, these people were loyal subjects, but such people felt disgusted when he looked at Wen Tian.
Fobo and Fujibu were dumbfounded. They never imagined that a surname just went to Zhang San’s kitchen and ran out. He is also an old man in this surname’s house. He is naturally worried about this strange thing today.
When he heard Wenfu say that, he was shocked, too. A surname just left, and the three of them kept sobbing and crying.
"Don’t wait for consultation with Qingjun to come to Fubo to prepare for one! Shang Laochengxiang is dead, and he will hold a funeral in a few days! " Wen Tian said lightly that he didn’t even look back, and the cloak behind him was blown down a peg or two.
"Little general, what about the master’s funeral?" Fobo wiped his tears, and the general must be more sad, but now is not the time to be sad.
Wen Tian stopped and the corners of his mouth slightly became warped. "Dad’s funeral" or forget it. Dad didn’t even leave a body to do any funeral! "
Fu Bo immediately frightened why he didn’t even leave the body. Zhang San is also wait for a while. Looking at Wen Tian, the general should have met a surname. Why didn’t he even leave the body? Can’t he keep the body of a surname?
"Heaven and earth he off is enough! Forget the funeral. It doesn’t matter! He doesn’t like extravagance! " When I heard that the sky was moving forward, tears kept falling from the corners of my eyes.
Fu Bo is an old man. If he can look at the surname’s house, he can be classified as a ghost. "This makes the master go without a place to live!" Little general, let’s simply build a grave for our master! "
Wen Tian smiled gently. "No, Torre can’t go to hell, and it’s not like Torre can’t afford to see him off even in heaven and earth. Besides, those are just empty!" There is no need at all! "
"But little general there is always a place to worship a surname! Otherwise, we’ll go there to see the master when we want to see him later! " Fobo is a nostalgic lover, and he still insists on the funeral of the master.
Wen Tian sighed and thought it was also "well, it’s better to find some clothes for Dad to build a cenotaph!" Fobo, it’s up to you! I’ll go back first and get me a Shang Qingjun! "
Wen Tianjin went to the mansion, and Fubo and Bubu went to work with tears, and Zhang San also went back. This day will still be over, and there are still many things to do.
"Du a surname, now you are the only one who can make up your mind. You’d better say something." Zhao Qi and Yang are in a hurry. Who knows what Wen Tian will do to this guy? It’s unreasonable. He’s still angry.
Du Yuanxi sighed, "Zhong Liang, the king of Wu Cheng, won’t talk to Wen Tian and his gang. I didn’t expect Wu Chengwang to be determined to join hands with Wen Tian to worry about the Yin Shang state."
Zhao Qi and others are very curious about how they got so many troops at an early age and hid them for so many years. The flying wolf riding alone is enough to drink a pot, and 3,000 flying wolves riding will kill the king’s more than 10,000 troops.
How did he do it? How many troops does this guy have? I’m afraid he knows it, but it’s sure to be there.
"Wen Tian, he is going to be a minister. How can you not think of some way! There is a place to sigh! " Zhao Qi quickly said that there was no way. Who told them that they were not as powerful as Wen Tian?
"Yes, a surname can make decision now and you are left. You should say something. If this makes the king reign, Wen Tian is definitely a Wen Zhong. You didn’t see Wen Zhong’s attitude after you came back! Hey, this should be good! " Yang sighed, but whether it was himself or others did not know.
"You all don’t say or be honest. If Wen Nai starts work, we are definitely no match for him. Don’t forget Wen Tian, but it’s just a piece of cake for the monk to want to kill us. The temperature is here! If it’s too much, I don’t know what he did! Du Shikai is extremely insincere in saying that Wen Tian is not a monk or a stronger monk. There is nothing for him to miss, which makes him disheartened by big business. This is their real purpose. Maybe Wen Tian will just leave.
But now I’m so angry that I’m angry with him, but I don’t know what the result will be. The temperature seems to be too high, and they don’t even know if it’s appropriate. They are afraid that they will kill them at any time when they hear the news.
What they can do in the face of great strength is to hope that under this situation, Yin Shang people can endure Wentian, and it is only when they leave that it is possible to revive King Wei. I don’t know what will happen to Wentian.
I’m afraid a surname Wen would never have thought that he had worked hard for a Shang dynasty. This is what he did. He has suppressed all the people for a long time, and many people are already dissatisfied. He just left when someone made such an idea.
"Du Taishi, is this really true?" Zhao Qixiao asked lest others might be killed by Wen Tianzai if they heard him.
Du Taishi stared at him. "Do your thing now. Look at Wentian himself. I think Wen Zhong’s death has dealt a great blow to him. We can’t be reckless and seize his weakness. Although I don’t know if this is his weakness, I can leave it to fate!"