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Erlang had long recognized his brother, and he nodded lukewarmly, "Yes."

Without any awareness, the boy showed a bright smile on his face, and trotted over the dogs and stopped in front of his second brother, his voice full of excitement and happiness.

"It's really my second brother! My second brother is back!"

Before everyone could react, he turned his head to look at the friends and shouted: "Dapeng, Guoguo... is not a bad guy, but the brothers who are going to defend their country are back."

When he heard the younger brother who was spoiled by his mother in his impression, he was stunned and looked strange.

Don’t this kid hate his second brother the most?

Dapeng and his friends reacted and surrounded them one after another, their eyes rolling, and they recognized them carefully, and recognized many familiar faces.

"It's true! This is Brother Yuansi." Guoguo ran to Shen Yuansi and raised his round and white face to look at him.

She looks soft and cute.

But he spoke up and gave him a knowing blow, "Brother Yuansi has become so dark, even blacker than Big Black."

Shen Yuansi's eyelids twitched, and he glanced at the big dog with pure black fur, and refused to ask.

He didn't ask, but a companion who was watching the fun asked Guoguo in a slight way, "Guoguo, who is Dahei?"

Guoguo turned her head and touched the big black dog's head, saying, "...This is Big Black."

The person who asked deliberately laughed, "When did Yuansi not even have people?"

Shen Yuansi: “…”

Without saying a few words from both sides, the villagers rushed to the entrance of the village after hearing the news.

The one running in the front was the old and strong village chief.

When Village Chief Shen saw his son, he couldn't help but feel hot.

Before he could say a word, the village chief’s wife behind him cried and hugged her son, "Yuan Si, my son! You are finally back, but I'm worried about my mother..."

Shen Yuansi's eyes also turned red, "Mom, my son is unfilial."

"Who said my son was unfilial?" The village chief's wife let go of him, her red eyes but her face was proud, "My son went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, defend her country, mom is proud of you, my son is good."

Shen Yuansi was ashamed.

The commander was in power with his troops. These new recruits had not been on the battlefield several times and were assisted in the rear.

Of course, except for Dazhuang and Erlang.

One of these two people has no father or mother, and just wants to make achievements to support their tribe; the other has the same courage as having a family and having no family, and is desperate for life.

Facts have proved that those who dare to rush to the battlefield are not good at rushing.

Now these two people are Dazhuang, and Erlan is a centurion.

Totally beat them!

When the former village chief who fled to the deserted village saw Da Zhuang coming back, he smiled and patted the young man on the shoulder. The old man said with relief: "He has grown taller and stronger! OK, OK! Just come back!"

Da Zhuang discovered that the tribe members were much more energetic and immediately felt relieved.

Prince Xiao broke his promise.

The people in Zhuxi Village did not break their promises.

Thinking of the warmth in the eyes of the young man who was like a god of killing on the battlefield.

After all, it is a battlefield, and the people you face are thick and strong people from Beiling. Some people survive and some people die.

Zhuxi Village is pretty good, most of them have come back, but there are two young people who have bad lives and left their lives on the battlefield.

"My son—" When I learned that my son was dead on the battlefield, an old woman sat on the ground and cried loudly, "Son, you are digging for your mother's heart."

The happier the old woman was when she came, her heart hurts now.

She grabbed her chest and pounded her hard a few times, trying to relieve the heart-thinking pain, and she almost cried.

"My son hasn't even arrived twenty..." the old woman cried out loud, "Kill the Beiling Barbarian who has a thousand swords! My son, what should you do in the future if you ask your mother..."

One after another, extremely shrill.
Chapter completed!