"No one can accompany you for the rest of your life, child, you still have to rely on yourself to complete your life."
Feng Zhaolian suddenly recalled something his Lord Father had told him before. At that time, he did not understand. After being made into a medicine man, his twisted mind made him feel awkward no matter what he heard or did. He could not listen to anyone, and anyone who approached him would be attacked by him. Only Yun Xiao was not rejected by him. There was a period of time where he only spoke to Yun Xiao, and only treated Yun Xiao as family.
Thinking about it now, his Lord Father was right. No one could accompany him for the rest of his life, and he had to rely on himself to complete the rest of his journey.
But …
Feng Zhaolian tugged at the corner of his lips, and revealed a bitter smile. How could a person continue on? Yun Xiao who always protected him was dead. Feng Yu Heng who treated him as a friend and even gave him a gun to defend himself was dead. That deity-like prince Xuan Tianhua of Dashun was also dead. It was as if everyone in this world that he still cared about, had all died. But only Duanmu Anguo was still alive!
Feng Zhaolian gritted his teeth, his hands tightly hugging Yun Xiao's lifeless body, and he could not help but tremble. Duanmu Anguo's dislocated arm was quietly placed beside the two of them, carrying all of their hatred. Unfortunately, it was only an arm in the end. They used all of their strength, but in the end, they were still unable to keep that old thief's life.
Feng Zhaolian was unwilling, but he also knew that this was already the limit of what he could do. After all, there was only him and Yun Xiao, and he was just a burden. If not for saving him, Yun Xiao would definitely be able to kill that old thief Duanmu and take revenge for his mother. Unfortunately, everything was already too late.
He suddenly started to regret. When he met Feng Yu Heng at the east gate of Bin City, he should have accepted Feng Yu Heng's suggestion and borrowed some people from Xuan Tianhua to follow him. That was a smart girl. Even if he was joking around, even if he said that he was looking for Xuan Tianhua, that girl was still able to guess his motive. Feng Yu Heng secretly gave him a gun and taught him how to use it. She told him to use it to save his life when he encountered a crisis that he could not resolve.
However, he was too stupid. His long years as a medicine man had made his strength weaker than a woman's. His arms would tremble if he used too much strength. This was the aftereffect of the drug. Those years of soaking in the drug had ruined his life. He was neither male nor female, neither yin nor yang. He couldn't even do the most basic things. The gun was in his hands, but he couldn't hit the enemy's vitals, wasting the girl's good intentions.
Feng Zhaolian recognized the thing that Duan Mu An Guo threw over. Feng Yu Heng's Divine Intent Army also had it. It was called a grenade. It was just that Feng Yu Heng's grenade looked a little better than the one that Duan Mu An Guo had thrown. The appearance was a little different, but the feeling of throwing it was the same. The force of the explosion was too great. It killed his Yun Xiao, and also destroyed his last hope of killing Duanmu Anguo.
"Yun Xiao, oh Yun Xiao!" He spoke softly, calling out to this brother who had been by his side for far too many years. "Do you know that I saw that old bastard Duanmu just now? He ran past us with a broken arm and was bleeding all the way. When he ran past you, he even stepped on you. I couldn't push him away in time. Does it hurt? Yun Xiao! Did you see Wet Nurse? Did you see my Royal Father and Consort Mother? Yun Xiao! Tell them, we won't be able to get our revenge, and we won't have the chance to kill that old thief Duan Mu with our own hands. Walk slower, wait for me … "He tugged at the corner of his lips, and a stream of blood flowed out.
His internal organs suddenly twisted in pain, and his blood flowed uncontrollably. Feng Zhaolian's arms that were hugging Yun Xiao no longer had any strength, and gradually loosened. He just allowed Yun Xiao's body to cling onto his own. He suddenly wanted to cry, but he didn't even have the strength to cry. The blood that kept flowing out from his mouth flowed out, and in a short while, the ground was dyed red.
"Yun Xiao! You were unable to save me in the end. How sad is this. In the end, I still failed to live up to this life of yours, and was unable to survive. But, Yun Xiao, I can't live properly, but I can die with you. We can go see Wet Nurse together, go see Royal Father and Consort Mother together. Yun Xiao, wait for me. "
Feng Zhaolian's eyes were about to close, and the sky above his head became thinner and thinner. In the end, there was only a shallow crack left.
When Tong City knew that Zhou Tian Ping had arrived, he saw two people lying in a row at the corner of the east wall that had been destroyed. It was that guy with the surname Feng and his bodyguard. Tian Ping hurried forward, and at the last moment before Feng Zhaolian's eyes closed, he asked him: "The thing you promised me, does it still count? This official risked falling out with that Duan Mu Anguo to protect you in the prefect's manor, but you're about to die now. I heard that Princess is also dead. Then the thing you promised me, is there no hope? "
Feng Zhaolian's consciousness was reawakened. He looked at Tian Ping, and with his last breath, he said: "There is hope. Don't worry, Feng Yu Heng won't die so easily! Go find Xuan Tianming, bring our corpses. He will let Feng Yu Heng treat your daughter. Tian Ping, Feng Yu Heng is the best doctor in the world, and is also the kindest person in the world. You helped me, so she will help you. Tian Ping — — "He tilted his head, and glanced at the broken arm left behind by Duan Mu Anguo," You saved me, I owe you a favor … "
Finally, his meridians were broken. The impact of the grenade explosion was not as simple as Yun Xiao thought. Just relying on a body to block it was completely useless. Even with Yun Xiao in the way, the huge impact still shattered Feng Zhaolian's internal organs, and broke his heart meridians.
The crack in the sky above his head closed, and the last thing Feng Zhaolian saw in this world was Yun Xiao's blood-stained face …
Dashun finally took over Tong City, in a way that was devoid of joy.
Xuan Tianming rode on his horse, looking at this city that filled him with hatred, his hands trembling slightly. There was a moment where he really wanted to slaughter this city. Compared to the city that had fallen into madness, he hated this Tong City even more, because outside this Tong City, the life and death of his wife and older brother was unknown. He had killed all of Duan Mu An Guo's 100 thousand soldiers; however, he had allowed that old thief to escape. With no place to vent his hatred, he felt even more depressed than when he had been ambushed by Xuan Tian Ye many years ago and lost both his legs.
At this moment, Tian Ping brought Feng Zhaolian and Yun Xiao's corpses in front of Xuan Tianming. This Dashun's Ninth Prince, His Highness Prince Yu who was known as the God of War, was no different from the King of Hell in Tian Ping's eyes. When he was fighting against Duan Mu Anguo's personal guards, his face and body were covered in blood, and the smell of blood could be smelled from far away. Tian Ping had lingering fears, thinking that it was fortunate that when he realized that the reason Tong City fell into the disaster of the explosion came from Duan Mu Anguo, he gave the order for all the soldiers stationed in Zong Sui to not participate in this battle. This allowed him to stand in front of Xuan Tianming without looking too much like a captive.
But no matter how much he did not look like one, strictly speaking, he was still a captive. Because he was the prefect of Tong City, because the current Tong City was already completely taken over by Dashun's army.
Slowly, the citizens of Tong City also gathered over here, layer after layer of people surrounded them, so someone said loudly to Tian Ping: "Lord Tian! Let's surrender to Dashun! His Majesty actually believed that Duan Mu Anguo's words and became enemies with Dashun, actually sending that Duan Mu Anguo here to fight, look at what that old thief has done? A perfectly fine Tong City was turned into ruins by him, so many people died, those were all people from Zong Sui! He is a renegade from Dashun who wants revenge, but he did not go to Dashun to seek revenge and came to our Zong Sui, yet our Emperor still listens to him, is this kind of Zong Sui still worthy of our loyalty? What we want is the Zong Sui of the past, not the current one! "
"That's right! There were rumors long ago that the current Emperor was not favoured by the previous Emperor, his throne was seized by killing his father and brothers, this kind of person who could even kill his father and brothers, how could he love his citizens like his own children? This is no longer the Zong Sui of the past! "
Many people started crying, they loved Zong Sui, loved their own country, but this love was already completely destroyed when their home was turned into ruins. The new Emperor disappointed them, towards this war, from the initial hatred towards Dashun, it had already turned into despair towards Zong Sui. Their tears were their final mourning towards Zong Sui, the determination after the tears was a strong yearning towards a new life.
Tian Ping did not answer the people's words, he personally pulled a wooden cart forward a few steps, pulling that wooden cart in front of Xuan Tianming, only then did he speak: "Your Highness the Ninth Prince of Dashun, the people in this cart said they were your friends, but they are all dead. Before they died, that handsome Young Master asked me to bring their bodies to you and ask you to bury them together. He also said … "He paused, his face revealing a difficult expression. There were some words he wanted to say, but he hesitated. He was an official who had lost a city in the end, what right did he have to raise conditions with the other party? Feng Zhaolian had once given him hope to cure his daughter, but Feng Zhaolian was dead!
Tian Ping looked at Xuan Tianming, finally lowering his head. Forget it, let's not talk about it.
Xuan Tianming looked at Tian Ping for a while, his gaze turning towards Feng Zhaolian and Yun Xiao's corpses on the wooden cart, a wave of grief suddenly rising in his heart.
Was Feng Zhaolian dead? Was Yun Xiao also dead? These two lives that were once so lively left the world just like that, was this called the impermanence of the world? Then, what about his Heng Heng? Was his Heng Heng dead or alive? Was his Seventh Brother dead or alive?
It seemed like he could still remember Feng Zhaolian's sloppy behaviour; it seemed like he could still see Feng Zhaolian dressed as a woman enchanting the entire capital; it seemed like he could still remember Feng Zhaolian always acting shamelessly in front of Feng Yu Heng; it seemed like he could still hear Feng Zhaolian telling everyone he met that he was interested in the Seventh Prince Xuan Tianhua.
So, so many memories! Xuan Tianming turned around, looking at his own troops behind him. Among them, there was an army of a hundred thousand that Feng Zhaolian gave him. Those hundred thousand Zhou people followed Feng Zhaolian out of the cold Qian Zhou, to the foreign country of Dashun, and then followed him to attack Gu Shu. Now, they came to Zong Sui, and had once contributed greatly to him and Dashun. Although he was usually indifferent to Feng Zhaolian, and would occasionally give him some attitude, in reality, Xuan Tianming was grateful to Feng Zhaolian, and sincerely treated that person as a friend.
Now, his friend was dead. On this day, the three important people by his side disappeared before his eyes. Xuan Tian Ming suddenly began to wonder, what exactly was the meaning of this battle?
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