She will also be the daughter-in-law of the Jiang couple buried in the grave in front of her in the future, and this kneeling should be like this.

After Chen Mengtian lit the yellow paper, Jiang Zebei made a move.

When he saw the graves of his parents, he was a little timid.

He has not rehabilitated the Jiang family, he has not yet avenged the dead soul of the Jiang family, the enemy is now living wantonly, and his younger brother has not been found.

This made him unwilling in his heart, and he was even more powerless in the face of his parents' graves.

The Tong family is powerful, and although he has the ability to resist now, he has not completely uprooted it with a single blow that will hit the breakthrough.

Thinking back to the dark wound on his father's body, he used to think that it was an injury he had suffered while hunting, but he didn't know that it was obtained to protect him and his mother when he had fled and been driven away.

The secret injury was serious, and the torture year after year made the tall father who loved him die.

He did not die on the battlefield, but quietly in an ignorant and nameless mountain village.

A generation of war gods, once the patron saint of the Xiliang Kingdom, died like this, and his mother was buried with him.

Jiang Zebei stood in place, looking at the names of his father and mother on the tombstone, his eyes were red.

They have endured it for many years, and they have not seen the day when the Jiang family is rehabilitated.

To this day, their son is still forbearing.

Seeing Chen Mengtian burning the yellow paper, Jiang Zebei took two steps forward numbly, knelt in front of the grave, and reached out to pick up the yellow paper and put it into the flames.

I only heard him whisper: "Daddy, the child is back......"

I haven't come to see you for five years, do you blame me? ”

This is a question that no one can answer.

Jiang Zebei also knew.

He continued: "In the past five years, the child has done a lot of things......

Jiang Zebei wanted to say a lot, but he didn't know where to start.

He accepted Xuanjiawei, received all the forces of the Jiang family, and even fought in all directions, and he did not lose the blood in the blood of the Jiang family.

He led the great sons and daughters of the Xiliang Kingdom, guarded the land of the Xiliang Kingdom, repelled the invading enemy army, and won the awe of the people.

But he is also brewing something rebellious.

Jiang Zebei didn't say anything, Chen Mengtian didn't take the initiative to speak, she sent the wine jug and wine glass in her hand to Jiang Zebei's hands.

Immediately, he got up and left silently, leaving him with space to be alone with Jiang's father and Jiang's mother.

Jiang Zebei took the wine jug in his hand and numbly poured wine into the empty wine glass.

He took the glass of wine and poured it in front of the grave, and poured three glasses in a row before stopping.

Chen Mengtian and Xuanwu have stayed away from here.

As if knowing that they were leaving, Jiang Zebei's handsome face was full of bitterness.

He opened his mouth to say something.

But in the end, he didn't speak, but his eyes were already red, and his hands burning yellow paper were trembling.

He hung his head, and the emotions in his deep eyes were too complicated, forbearance, pain, unwillingness, depression, and a hint of ruthlessness.

Jiang Zebei knelt in front of the grave for half an hour.

From the beginning to the end, he never opened his mouth to say a word.

Until the voice behind him sounded.

"Aze, it's late at night, we should go back."

It was Chen Mengtian's voice.

Jiang Zebei threw the last yellow paper into the flames, he looked up with a firm and ruthless gaze,

I only heard him whisper: "Daddy, the next time the child comes, I will definitely let you hear the good news." ”

After speaking, the aura around him when he got up also followed, three points proud, three points ruthless, and four parts arrogant and uninhibited.