"No one can accompany you for the rest of your life. Child, you and your life will eventually be completed by yourself."

Feng Zhaolian suddenly remembered a sentence his father had said to him. At that time, he didn't understand. The distorted mentality after being made into medicine made him very discriminatory no matter what he listened to and did. He couldn't listen to anyone's words. Anyone who approached him would be attacked, but only Yun Xiao was not rejected by him. For a long time, he only talked to Yun Xiao and treated Yun Xiao as a relative.

Thinking about it now, my father is right. No one can accompany him for the rest of his life, and the road ahead always depends on himself.

But……

Feng Zhaolian pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled bitterly. How can people go on? Yun Xiao, who always protected him, died, Feng Yuheng, who treated him as a friend and even gave him a gun to defend himself, died, and the prince Xuan Tianhua, who was like a god in Dashun, died. It seemed that all the people in this world who he still cared about were dead. But only Duanmu Anguo is still alive!

Feng Zhaolian gritted her teeth, hugged Yun Xiao's body with her hands tightly, and she couldn't help but tremble. The arm that Duanmu Anguo was removed was quietly placed beside them, carrying all their hatred. Unfortunately, it was just an arm in the end. They tried their best, but in the end they could not save the old thief's life.

Feng Zhaolian was unwilling to accept it, but he knew that this was the limit he could do. After all, he was the only one who was the one who was Yun Xiao, and he was just a burden. If it weren't for saving him, Yun Xiao would have been able to kill the 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 gate of the east city of Bincheng, he should have accepted Feng Yuheng's advice and borrowed some people from Xuan Tianhua to follow him. That was a smart girl. Even if he was making jokes and even if he was under the banner of finding 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 encountering a crisis that cannot be resolved.

But he was too stupid. His long-term career in medicine made him so weak that he was not as strong as a woman. His arms would tremble when he used his strength. This was the sequelae of medicine. Soaking potions in those years wasted his life, neither male nor female, neither Yin nor Yang, and even many of the most basic things could not be done. The gun was in his hand, but he could not hit the enemy's vitals, wasting the girl's intentions in vain.

Feng Zhaolian recognized that Feng Yuheng's Divine Machine Camp also existed in Feng Yuheng's Divine Machinery Camp, called grenades. However, Feng Yuheng's grenades looked better than the one thrown out by Duanmu Anguo. They looked different in appearance, but the feeling of throwing them was the same. The explosion was too strong, and Yun Xiao, who killed him, also destroyed his last hope of killing Duanmu Anguo.

"Yunxiao, Yunxiao!" He spoke lightly, calling out to this brother who had been with him for too many years. "Do you know that just now I saw the old thief Duanmu, he ran over us, broke an arm, and blood was flowing all the way. When he ran over, he stepped on you, and I didn't have time to push it away. Do you feel pain? Yunxiao! Have you seen the wet nurse? Have you seen my father and mother? Yunxiao! Tell them that our deep hatred will not be avenged, and there is no chance to kill the old thief Duanmu with your own hands. Walk slowly, wait for me..." He pulled the corners of his lips and pulled out a stream of blood.

The five internal organs suddenly felt cramped, and the bloodlines couldn't help but surged upwards. Feng Zhaolian held Yun Xiao's arms and lost strength. She gradually loosened and let Yun Xiao's body buckle on her body. He suddenly wanted to cry, but he didn't even have the strength to cry. The blood that kept surging out of his mouth was surging out, and within a short while, the land was dyed red.

"Yunxiao! You couldn't save me after all. What a sad thing. I finally failed your life and couldn't survive. However, Yunxiao, I can't live well, but I can die with you, go see the wet nurse, go see your father and mother. Yunxiao, wait for me."

Feng Zhaolian's eyes were about to close, and the sky above her head became thinner and thinner, and in the end there was only a shallow slit left.

When the Tongcheng Zhi Zhou Tianping arrived, he saw two people lying in the corner of the blown-up East Wall City. It was the guy named Feng and his guard. Tian Ping hurried forward and asked Feng Zhaolian at the last moment when his eyes were closed, "You promised me, but you still count it? I am trying to turn against Duanmu Anguo and protect you in the prefecture, but you are about to die now. I heard that the princess is dead, so is there no hope for what you promised me?"

Feng Zhaolian's consciousness was reawakened. He looked at Tian Ping and held his last breath and said to the other party: "There is hope, don't worry, Feng Yuheng is not that easy to die! Go find Xuan Tianming and take our corpse. He will ask Feng Yuheng to help your daughter see a doctor. Tian Ping, Feng Yuheng is the best doctor in the world and the best person in the world. If you help me, she will also help you. Tian Ping—" He turned his head and glanced at the broken arm left by Duanmu Anguo, "Save me, I will win your love..."

Finally, the energy and meridians were broken, and the impact of the grenade explosion was far from as simple as Yun Xiao thought. It was useless to just protect the body. Even through Yun Xiao, the huge impact still shattered Feng Zhaolian's internal organs and shattered his heart.

A thread of sky above his head merged, and the last glance of Feng Zhaolian saw the world was Yun Xiao's blood-stained face...

Dashun finally occupied Tongcheng in a way without joy.

Xuan Tianming rode on the horse, looking at the city that made him full of hatred, his hands trembled slightly. For a moment, he really wanted to really kill the city. Compared to the city that fell into madness, he hated Tongcheng even more because his wife and brother were not sure about their life and death. He killed all 100,000 soldiers from Duanmu Anguo, but the old thief ran away. He had nowhere to vent his hatred, and was so frustrated that he was even worse than the ambush of Xuan Tianye, who broke his legs many years ago.

At this time, Tian Ping brought Feng Zhaolian and Yun Xiao's corpses to Xuan Tianming. This great ninth prince, His Royal Highness, who is known as the God of War, seemed to be the same as the King of Hell in Tian Ping's eyes. When he was confronting Duanmu Anguo's personal soldiers, he was covered in blood. He could smell the bloody smell from a distance. Tian Ping was still scared, thinking that thanks to his realization that the fate of causing Tongcheng to be bombed came from Duanmu Anguo, he sent an order to prevent all the soldiers stationed in Zong Sui from participating in this battle, which made him stand in front of Xuan Tianming at this moment and not look like a prisoner.

But no matter how different he is, he is strictly a prisoner. Because he is the governor of Tongcheng, because now Tongcheng has been completely occupied by the Dashun Army.

Slowly, the people of Tongcheng gathered here, and crowded them surrounded them one after another, so someone shouted to Tian Ping: "Master Tian! Let's surrender Dashun! The emperor actually believed Duanmu Anguo's words and became enemies with Dashun, and actually sent Duanmu Anguo to fight here. Look at what the old thief did? The good Tongcheng was turned into a ruin by him. So many people died, and they were all from Zong Sui! He, a Dashun thief, wanted to take revenge, but he did not go to Dashun to repay him, and ran to our Zong Sui. But our emperor still listened to him. Is this Zong Sui worthy of our loyalty? What we want is the Zong Sui in the past, not the current one!"

"That's it! There have been rumors that the current emperor is not what the late emperor likes. His throne was usurped by his father and brother. How could such a person who could even kill father and brother love the people as his son? This is no longer the Zong Sui Dynasty in the past!"

Many people started to cry. They loved Zong Sui and their country, but this love had been completely destroyed when their homes turned into ruins. The new emperor disappointed them. The war had changed from the initial resentment towards Dashun to despair towards Zong Sui. Their tears were the last memorial to Zong Sui, and the determination after the tears was the strong yearning for a new life.

Tian Ping did not answer the people. He personally pulled a wooden cart forward and took a few more steps, pulled the wooden cart in front of Xuan Tianming, and then spoke: "His Royal Highness of Dashun, the people in this cart said it was your friend, but they were all dead. Before he died, the handsome young man asked me to send their bodies to you, ask you to bury them together, and said..." He paused, his face showed a look of embarrassment, and he wanted to say something but stopped. He was a lost official, and what qualifications do 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 mention it anymore.

Xuan Tianming looked at Tian Ping for a while, turned his eyes to the corpses of Feng Zhaolian and Yun Xiao on the wooden cart, and suddenly felt a sense of sorrow in his heart.

Is Feng Zhaolian dead? Is Yun Xiao dead? These two once so vivid lives left the world like this. Is this called impermanence in the world? So, what about his Ah Heng? Is his Ah Heng dead or alive? Is his Seventh Brother dead or alive?

It seems that I can still remember Feng Zhaolian's behavior of being a careless person; it seems that I can still see Feng Zhaolian charming the whole capital in women's clothing; it seems that I can still remember that Feng Zhaolian always acted like a scoundrel in front of Feng Yuheng; it seems that I can still hear Feng Zhaolian telling everyone that he fell in love with the Seventh Prince Xuan Tianhua.

So many memories! Xuan Tianming turned around and looked at his troops behind him. There was a 100,000 army given to him by Feng Zhaolian. The 100,000 people followed Feng Zhaolian out of the cold Qianzhou, and went to Dashun, a foreign country, and followed him to attack Gushu. Now he has come to Zong Sui again, and has made great contributions to him and Dashun. Although he is usually lukewarm and sometimes gives him some expressions, in fact, Xuan Tianming is grateful to Feng Zhaolian and sincerely regards that person as a friend.
Chapter completed!