Chapter 224 Old Slave and Old Cat

"Second young master... Old slave, the old slave is a sinner. The old slave deserves to die long ago. Is the old slave really dead? Li Zhong's tears can no longer control his emotions.

And this is exactly what Yang Guang wants, because to re-establish a person's faith and confidence, he must first destroy his original faith and confidence.

"Yes, Feng Xiang has already died. You ask yourself whether you have lived in hell for the past 20 years? Are you sad that you don't have to suffer at night? Is it better to die than to live? What is painful is those who live and suffer, but those who die have gone to another place to enjoy happiness! Don't you believe that this is your destiny? As a sergeant, is there anything wrong with the battlefield?

"20 years have passed since the events of that year, and my father has not mentioned it again. He also hopes that everything has passed, and no one will ever mention it again. And the second young master in front of him knows an old horse slave Li Zhong. Forget Fengxiang and everything before. The second young master gives you a new code name: Old Cat. Cats can't die with nine lives. You have lived in hell these years more than cats. In the future, you can live well for the second young master and the horse farm!"

"What's more, you still want to watch your only grandson, Xiao Heizi, marry and have a son to honor his ancestors? Isn't it?"

Li Zhong squat on the ground and sobbed silently. A 50-year-old man who looked like a 70-year-old white-haired old man. Yang Guang did not continue to persuade, but turned around and left. Before leaving, he left the jungle king who never left. "If you want to live or die, you can choose by yourself. The young master can understand you. This is the dagger that the young master never leaves. The young master wants you to take him back to be the young master's old cat!"

After saying that, he strode away and strictly ordered no one to go in and disturb!

You look solemn!

All the 32 groom knights who walked out of the house were waiting. They seemed to know what was going on, because they were like Li Zhong's son, inseparable from him.

Yang Guang's face was calm, "The young master will solve Li Zhong's problem. Go and do the work in your hands. Remember that the young master has always regarded his brother as more important than himself, but the young master will never support idle people!"

32 people were stunned, and then gritted their teeth and were busy. They did have too many things to do, because more than 1,000 of the best war horses were stationed immediately. Although they were still worried about Li Zhong, from the firm expression and firm tone of the second young master, they could see that only the second young master could make Master Li untied the knot, although only three or four of them knew the inside story of that year.

There is a group in any organization, and any group has a condenser. Yang Guang's judgment is good. Over the years, the eastern suburbs horse farm has been supported by Li Zhong alone, relying on several loyalists who were 18 or 9 years old and now almost 40 years old.

Yang Guang looked at the snow that was about to melt and sighed, "When it is full of grass here, the young master will definitely be in a better mood, hehe"

But the boss's wife, who didn't leave the left and right, reminded him in a low voice, "You give; Li Zhong threw down a knife. He must have thought that you actually thought he was in the way and wanted him to apologize!"

Yang Guang's mouth is upturned, half-moon-shaped, "Hehe, women, they just have long hair and short-sighted. If the young master doesn't do this, Li Zhong is a useless person. The young master left a close dagger for him to die! Do you dare to bet? If the young master wins, you will let the young master come from behind tonight..."

"Hey hey, how's it going? Is it a deal?"

"You fooled the young master once last night. You have to give some compensation. Do you think the young master is so easy to bully?"

Say, run again, are you a ghost?

He fantasizes about all kinds of shameless scenes alone in that obscene way, but the boss's wife has long disappeared. Yang Guang has firmly believed that Du Meiyue's greatest ability is not the female version of the sunflower acupuncture point hand or the unfathomable light skill, but the stealth skill of coming and going without a trace.

According to the knowledge mastered by Yang Guang, the most powerful ancient martial arts stealth should be Xiao Dongying's ninjutsu, but ninjutsu is actually a kind of deception. When they disappear, they have to use Thunderbolt gunpowder and smoke as cover.

But when Du Meiyue disappeared, there was always no sign, just like she would always appear behind Yang Guang unconsciously. Yang Guang sometimes felt that she was an angel.

The female version of the card in Supernatural!

The sad angel who always frowns in a beige windbreaker and frowns very innocently, hehe!

The old cat is indeed a person that Yang Guang admires most in the shadow army, because he was beaten into a sieve by the enemy in order to save him, and the old cat is the best instructor in the shadow army, so the old cat is his eternal black hole.

He hopes that Fengxiang can become an old cat.

The sound of footsteps behind him was not so heavy and not very old. A voice came, "Second young master, your dagger... The old cat is coming!"

Yang Guang did not look back but raised his hand to wipe a tear from the corners of his eyes. Yes, he cried. In fact, he had made plans to see Li Zhong's cold body, because in a person's 20 years of hell life, what he wanted to do most was not new life but death and liberation!

"Okay, from now on, you are an old cat. Don't mention anything before without a name or surname until you die. Do you understand?"

The old cat gritted his teeth and nodded. Yang Guang also said, "In the future, you will only be responsible for the young master, and you will report any major events directly to the young master alone, understand?"

The old cat nodded again and his expression was more firm. "Feng Xiang is dead. Feng Xiang, the Duke General, has been dead for 20 years. Now the old slave is just a obedient old cat beside the second young master. It is duty to let the young master send a mountain of knives and fire. There is no terrible thing for the old cat in the world!"

Yang Guang smiled, showing his youth and ideals in his smile. He immediately put his arms around the old cat's shoulder. "The young master wants to build a shadow cavalry camp. You can be the training leader. This is a secret order!"

The old cat was not surprised, "I understand. The young master gave the old cat a month to reconvene his original brother, and then gave the old cat a month to choose the most suitable candidate. At first, there were only 50 people. Is the young master enough?"

Yang Guang nodded, "It's enough, and the young master can promise you now that each of these 50 people is equipped with a good Western War Horse, but they must be worthy of such a good War Horse!"

The old cat nodded solemnly, because he saw the second Duke of Sui, even more ambitious than the Duke of Sui in those years. He doesn't think about anything. He died. He has suffered in hell for 20 years. Now he wants to be himself. He wants to make contributions again.

And he knows very well that the general doesn't need him anymore. What needs him is the fairy-like second young master in front of him!

So he didn't die. He lived to create a new legend of cavalry in this era!