Cosma Empire

Mr Duxma's gaze followed Du Lin's words to his eldest son, a faint blankness and worry appeared in his eyes. To be honest, he felt that Doolin's career in Tener City was dangerous, otherwise he would not need to send two pistols back to his family to defend himself at this time, which meant that the enemy might pass Doolin and confront Mr. Kesma. Hands on with his family.

Mr. Kesma knows Chinese characters, but he has not received a higher education, but these years of life experience and experience have told him that when you plan to punch others, others may also consider whether to give you A punch.

He hopes that his children can grow up safely and normally, and then form a family that may not be harmonious and happy, but it is absolutely bland and warm, giving birth to two or many children. Although ordinary, it is a happy life. , Even if the life is not rich.

Dulin is destroying his desire, but he also knows that shouting a pause at this time is tantamount to placing his head under the trowel and waiting for the last second to come. Mr. Kesma is a very good farmer and a decent hunter. He knows that when a hunter is a hunter, his prey is still a prey. But if the hunter loses his identity and loses his hunting heart, the hunter will become a prey, and the prey will become a hunter.

This is a road that never pauses and can never turn back, either like a good and better hunter, kill all the predators nearby, or change the role, under the hunt of more hunters, Get out of danger as much as possible.

Mr. Luxma is a rigid person, a stubborn person, a person with a "dictatorship" spirit, so he loves to become a failed hunter in the mouth of the prey, and he does not want to be a stupid prey in the hands of the hunter.

"Have you hurt someone's family?" Asked Mr. Kesma.

Du Lin wanted to lie and wanted to say no, but Mr. Kesma's rigid education still had a great impact on him. He hesitated and nodded, "Yes, father, I once hurt a guy's wife , Peeled her and stuck it on a pole. He also sent a group of people who deceived me and caused me great trouble to hell. "

Mr. Pixma didn't jump like thunder in the imagination of Dulin, nor was he angered by it. At this time, he felt like Dulin was a smart old man, demure and peaceful.

"I didn't see the slightest remorse or fear in your face. Was the woman you peeled a Guarth?" Du Lin nodded, and Mr. Kesma actually faded to the point. A smile that was almost indistinguishable, "If the Guartes were, then I would not blame you, because everyone who betrayed the blood of King Audrero must pay for his actions and must be tried. "

"The one who deceived you, did you cause a lot of damage, or did you get in trouble? Are they Guarts?" Dooling nodded first, then shook his head, Kesma. The sir was able to understand quickly, he patted Mason's shoulder, "Go clean up, and get out of town with this **** tomorrow!"

Du Lin was really surprised, surprised that Mr. Kesma could interpret and understand the information he needed with his unique wisdom and methods, and also felt that Mr. Kesma had a deep understanding of him, Mason, and the entire family. Deep responsibility and love, which he had never felt before.

Mr. Kesma agreed to let Mason leave here and go to Tener with Doolin not because Doolin is now rich, so that the eldest son can eat delicious and spicy, because Doolin is facing danger, he needs a place where he can Someone who helped him behind, allowing him to charge forward wholeheartedly. This person cannot be a stranger, a friend, a brother with a good relationship, but only a loved one. He has a blood relationship to each other, and can fully trust each other's loved ones.

At the same time, this is protecting Mason himself and every member of the Kema family.

Mr. Hoxma is a farmer, but he has his own knowledge and wisdom. He knows that only if Durin continues to be strong, their talents can get real security. Rather than expecting others to drop their butcher knives, send them all to **** before they raise them!

He pinched Mason's neck. Mr. Kesma suddenly felt a bit of fatigue. He shook his hands and kicked the two **** out of his "Royal Palace." Looking at the small wooden box on the bed, he simply packed it, and then put this small wooden box with a pistol in his secret treasure house, which is the "treasure house" everyone knows!

The atmosphere of the supper was strange, and under Mr. Kesma's expressionless full of majestic coldness, he suppressed the fierce and violent emotions. Children already know that Mason will go to the metropolis with Du Lin tomorrow ~ www.readwn.com ~ This makes children who have never left the town in their lifetime feel an unprecedented temptation.

No one does not desire freedom, and no one does not yearn for freedom, especially when those around you have already achieved freedom first.

The children communicated constantly through their eyes and kicked under the table. Mrs. Kesma glanced complainingly at Mr. Kesma, who pretended not to see.

After a long wait for the family to come together again, all the atmosphere was destroyed by Mr. Kesma's expressionless face.

It's enough!

The dinner was very simple. The ingredients came from the farm and a small ranch with only two cows, four sheep, a dozen geese, and twenty or thirty chickens ... I almost forgot, and there was one too old to run, only The old dog who can watch his offspring run on the grassland, and its "family"!

I ate dinner that was so familiar to me that I began to miss it, and talking about the interesting things in the city, the atmosphere finally began to heat up. In the eyes of brothers and sisters' envy and expectation, the rich dinner was over.

After clearing the table, Mrs. Uxma left the restaurant with her children. She faintly felt that the pair of father and son, Du Lin and Xima, had something to say.

The solidified atmosphere was like the air became tangible and tangible, and it was impossible to move it. It took a while for Du Lin to pout, and took out the money in his pocket.

In addition to the one thousand that was given to Mr. Xima earlier, there are five thousand here, all of which are fifty yuan in par value, and a whole hundred.

"What's the use of this money?", Mr. Kesma didn't pick it up or put it up directly. Instead, he asked such a question.

Du Lin nodded, "I need to ask you a favor!"