"No one can accompany you for your whole life, kid, you still have to live your life on your own."
Feng Zhaolian suddenly remembered a sentence his father had said to him. He didn't understand it at that time. After being made into a drug man, his twisted mentality made him feel uncomfortable no matter what he heard or did. He couldn't listen to anyone's words. Anyone who approached him would be attacked by him, but Yun Xiao was the only one he didn't reject. For a long time, he only talked to Yun Xiao and only regarded Yun Xiao as a relative.
Now that I think about it, my father was right. No one can accompany me throughout my life, and I have to walk the rest of the way on my own.
But……
Feng Zhaolian pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly. How could he go on? Yun Xiao, who always protected him, was dead. Feng Yuheng, who treated him as a friend and even gave him a gun for self-defense, was dead. The immortal-like prince Xuan Tianhua of Dashun was also dead. It seemed that all the people he still cared about in this world were dead. But only Duanmu Anguo was still alive!
Feng Zhaolian gritted his teeth, holding Yun Xiao's lifeless body tightly with both hands, and trembled uncontrollably. Duanmu Anguo's arm that was removed was quietly placed beside them, carrying all their hatred. Unfortunately, in the end it was just an arm, and they tried their best, but in the end they still failed to save the old thief's life.
Feng Zhaolian was unwilling, but he also knew that this was the limit of what he could do. After all, there were only him and Yun Xiao, and he was just a burden. If it wasn't for saving him, Yun Xiao would definitely kill that old thief Duanmu and avenge his mother. Unfortunately, it was too late now.
He suddenly began to regret that when he met Feng Yuheng at the east gate of Bincheng, he should have accepted Feng Yuheng's advice and borrowed some people from Xuan Tianhua to follow him. She was a smart girl. Even if he was making jokes and even if he was under the banner of looking for Xuan Tianhua, the girl could still guess the purpose of his trip. Feng Yuheng secretly gave him a gun, taught him how to use it, and told him to use this thing to save his life when he encountered a crisis that could not be resolved.
But he was too stupid. His long career as a medicine man made him weaker than a woman, and his arms would tremble when he exerted too much force. This was a side effect of the medicine. Those years of soaking in medicine had ruined his life. He was neither male nor female, neither yin nor yang, and he couldn't even do many basic things. The gun was in his hand, but he couldn't hit the enemy's vital points. He wasted the girl's kindness in vain.
Feng Zhaolian recognized the thing that Duanmu Anguo threw over. Feng Yuheng's Shenjiying also had it, called a grenade. It was just that Feng Yuheng's grenade looked better than the one thrown by Duanmu Anguo. The appearance was different, but the feeling of throwing it was the same. The explosive force was too great, killing his Yun Xiao and destroying his last hope of killing Duanmu Anguo.
"Yun Xiao, ah Yun Xiao!" He spoke softly, calling out to the brother who had been with him for so many years, "Do you know that I saw the old thief Duanmu just now? He ran past us with a broken arm and was bleeding all the way. He stepped on you when he ran over, and I didn't have time to push him away. Does it hurt? Yun Xiao! Have you seen the wet nurse? Have you seen my father and mother? Yun Xiao! Tell them that our deep hatred cannot be avenged, and we will never have the chance to kill the old thief Duanmu with our own hands. Walk slower, wait for me..." He pulled the corner of his lips, and a stream of blood came out.
His five internal organs suddenly felt a pain, and his blood surged up uncontrollably. Feng Zhaolian's arms, which were holding Yun Xiao, lost their strength, and gradually loosened, allowing Yun Xiao's body to be clasped on him. He suddenly wanted to cry, but he didn't even have the strength to cry. The blood that kept surging up flowed out of his mouth violently, and soon dyed the land red.
"Yun Xiao! You were not able to save me after all. This is such a sad thing. I failed you in the end and did not survive. However, Yun Xiao, I cannot live well, but I can die with you. Together we can go to see our wet nurse, our father and mother. Yun Xiao, wait for me."
Feng Zhaolian's eyes were about to close, and the patch of sky above his head became thinner and thinner, until only a shallow gap remained.
When Tongcheng Zhizhou Tian Ping arrived, he saw two people lying in a row at the corner of the destroyed east wall. They were the guy surnamed Feng and his guards. Tian Ping hurried forward and asked Feng Zhaolian at the last moment before he closed his eyes: "Do you still keep your promise to me? I risked my life to quarrel with Duanmu Anguo to protect you in the Zhizhou Mansion, but now you are going to die, and I heard that the princess is also dead. Is there no hope for what you promised me?"
Feng Zhaolian's consciousness was reawakened. He looked at Tian Ping and said to him with his last breath: "There is hope. Don't worry. Feng Yuheng won't die so easily! Go find Xuan Tianming and bring our bodies. He will let Feng Yuheng treat your daughter. Tian Ping, Feng Yuheng is the best doctor in the world and the kindest person in the world. You helped me, and she will help you. Tian Ping..." He tilted his head and glanced at the broken arm left by Duanmu Anguo, "You saved me, I appreciate your kindness..."
Finally, the qi meridian was cut off. The impact force of the grenade explosion was far beyond what Yun Xiao had imagined. It was of no use relying solely on a body to protect it. Even with Yun Xiao in between, the huge impact still shattered Feng Zhaolian's internal organs and broke his heart meridian.
The sky above his head closed up, and the last thing Feng Zhaolian saw of this world was Yun Xiao’s bloodstained face...
Dashun finally captured Tongcheng in a joyless way.
Xuan Tianming rode on his horse, looking at this city that filled him with hatred, his hands trembling slightly. There was a moment when he really wanted to massacre this city. Compared with the crazy Jiancheng, he hated this Tongcheng even more, because it was outside this Tongcheng that his wife and his brother were missing. He killed all of Duanmu Anguo's 100,000 soldiers, but let the old thief escape. He had nowhere to vent his hatred, and he felt even more frustrated than when he was ambushed by Xuan Tianye many years ago and his legs were broken.
At this time, Tian Ping brought the bodies of Feng Zhaolian and Yun Xiao to Xuan Tianming. The ninth prince of Dashun, His Royal Highness, who was known as the God of War, looked like the King of Hell to Tian Ping. His face and body were covered in blood when he fought against Duanmu Anguo's soldiers. He could smell the bloody smell from a distance. Tian Ping was still in shock, thinking that it was thanks to him that when he realized that the cause of the bombing disaster in Tongcheng came from Duanmu Anguo, he ordered all the soldiers stationed in Zongsui not to participate in the battle. This made him not look like a prisoner standing in front of Xuan Tianming.
But no matter how unlike he was, he was a prisoner strictly speaking, because he was the governor of Tongcheng, and Tongcheng had been completely occupied by the Dashun Army.
Slowly, the people of Tongcheng also gathered here, and layer after layer of people surrounded them. So someone shouted to Tian Ping: "Lord Tian! Let's surrender to Dashun! The emperor actually believed Duanmu Anguo's words and became the enemy of Dashun. He even sent Duanmu Anguo here to fight. Look at what that old thief did? He turned Tongcheng into a ruin, and so many people died. They were all Zong Sui people! He was a traitor of Dashun who wanted to take revenge, but he didn't go to Dashun, but ran to our Zong Sui. But our emperor listened to him. Is such a Zong Sui still worthy of our loyalty? We want the Zong Sui of the past, not the present!"
"That's right! There have been rumors that the current emperor was not favored by the previous emperor, and that he usurped the throne by killing his father and brothers. How could a man who could kill his father and brothers love the people like his own children? This is no longer the old Zong Sui!"
Many people started crying. They loved Zong Sui and their country, but this love had been completely destroyed when their homeland became ruins. The new emperor disappointed them. Their initial resentment towards Dashun had now turned into despair towards Zong Sui. Their tears were their final mourning for Zong Sui, and the determination behind the tears was their strong yearning for a new life.
Tian Ping did not answer the people. He personally pulled a wooden cart forward a few steps, and pulled the wooden cart in front of Xuan Tianming, then he said: "Your Highness the Ninth Prince of Dashun, the people on this cart said they were your friends, but they are all dead. Before he died, that handsome young man asked me to send their bodies to you, asking you to bury them together, and also said..." He paused, with an embarrassment on his face, and he hesitated to say something. After all, he was just an official who lost the city. What qualifications did he have to make conditions with the other party? Feng Zhaolian once gave him hope to cure his daughter, but Feng Zhaolian was dead!
Tian Ping looked at Xuan Tianming and finally lowered his head. Forget it, let's not talk about it.
Xuan Tianming looked at Tian Ping for a while, then turned his gaze to the bodies of Feng Zhaolian and Yun Xiao on the wooden cart, and suddenly a wave of sadness rose in his heart.
Is Feng Zhaolian dead? Is Yun Xiao dead too? These two once vibrant lives have left the world just like that. Isn't this what is called the impermanence of life? Then, what about his Ah Heng? Is his Ah Heng dead or alive? Is his seventh brother dead or alive?
It seemed that he could still remember Feng Zhaolian's carefree behavior; it seemed that he could still see Feng Zhaolian in women's clothing, enchanting the entire capital; it seemed that he could still remember that Feng Zhaolian always acted like a rogue in front of Feng Yuheng; it seemed that he could still hear Feng Zhaolian telling everyone that he had a crush on the Seventh Prince Xuan Tianhua.
So many memories! Xuan Tianming turned around and looked at his own troops behind him. Among them, there were the 100,000 troops given to him by Feng Zhaolian. Those 100,000 Qian Zhou people followed Feng Zhaolian out of the cold Qian Zhou, to the foreign country Dashun, and followed him to attack the ancient Shu, and now they have come to Zong Sui. They have made great contributions to him and Dashun. Although he was usually indifferent to Feng Zhaolian and occasionally gave him a cold look, in fact, Xuan Tianming was grateful to Feng Zhaolian and sincerely regarded that person as a friend.
Now, his friend was dead. On this day, three important people around him disappeared from his sight. Xuan Tianming suddenly wondered, what was the significance of this battle?
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