Although the residents of the small village have moved into Tianfeng City long ago and are far away from the hard work, they still go back to visit from time to time. Some old people will come back to stay for a few days every once in a while. After all, this is home!
The younger brother, wearing a plain thin shirt, followed Leng Chunyou as he walked along the quiet and empty village path. There were adobe houses, old pottery tiles, and a cluster of wall weeds and smoke...
"Brother Feng was here fighting that monster." Leng Chun, who had never been born before, pointed to the open space in front of him and said suddenly.
Before the little brother came back to his senses, he pointed to a place and said: "This is the place where grandpa fell!"
"This is where Uncle Fu died!"
"This is where the pillar pushes me out of the way to shield me from monsters!"
"This is…"
Pointing at more than a dozen places in a row, Leng Chun's fingers had curled up slightly, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably. In the end, he was bursting with tears, crying uncontrollably. Every time he pointed at a place, it was like recalling that heavy period all over again.
He shouldn't have to endure this cruel experience!
The little brother's eyes were slightly red. Ji Feng naturally told him what happened to him in the small village, but there was no bloodshed at all. In a few words and understatement, he fully expressed the hospitality and enthusiasm of the small village.
"It turns out that in his eyes, I am still a fool who doesn't understand anything, the world, and the harsh world. Don't you want me to face reality and bloodshed prematurely?" The younger brother took a deep breath and forced himself.
Holding back the tears that were about to fall, "When you come back and see my bloody hands, will you be happy or disappointed?"
Gently patting the sad Leng Chun who was still crying on his knees, the younger brother looked at the mountains in the distance and said in a deep voice: "In ten days, countless savage beasts will sweep over from behind the mountains.
It comes like a raging torrent, destroying everything."
After saying this, the younger brother's palm on Leng Chun's shoulder felt an obvious tremor, "But we can't escape, we can't escape. What I can promise you is that I will try my best and fight until the last moment!"
"It's useless, I know, I can't kill them all, there are too many of them." Leng Chun's choked voice sounded.
The little brother's eyes suddenly became sharp and ruthless, and he roughly grabbed Leng Chun's shoulders and pulled him up, "Look at me!"
"Yes, they can't be killed all, are you afraid? Then you are doomed, because this time, you are also the warrior who resisted them - the kind who rushes to the front!" The little brother's voice was cold, and Leng Chun's eyes widened.
His eyes looked at the city lord who was suddenly so unfamiliar to him in horror.
"Trash!" The little brother threw him to the ground. "Since you hate them and since they have made you lose so much, you should be excited now! Because you have a chance for revenge!" The little brother said coldly.
He glanced at Leng Chun and continued: "But what about now? Oh, I will only turn my anger into tears, I will only be immersed in the pain of the past, I will only shed tears like a coward, you said, you are worthy of your
Grandpa who died fighting for the villagers? Answer me! Waste!"
"Ah!" Leng Chun shouted with red eyes and pushed his little brother to stagger, "I'm not a waste! I'm not! I'm not a waste!"
"Then prove it to me! Trash!" The little brother also shouted.
"Then I will prove it to you!" After Leng Chun shouted this, he ran towards Tianfeng City without looking back, leaving his little brother standing alone.
"Let me tell you something. Let the child named Leng Chun see blood as soon as possible. This child is suffering. It's his bad luck that he followed me. I know who I am. I'm afraid he won't be with me if he follows me."
Happy birthday, let him see blood as soon as possible, he will not grow up without blood, and if he is not cold-blooded now, he will not be able to enjoy the hot blood I promised them..."
Thinking about what Jifeng told him before leaving Tianfeng City, the younger brother couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head, "In your opinion, I need protection more than that child. Thank you so much!"
This action against Leng Chun was not a sudden one. The two of them started thinking about it before Ji Feng left. According to Ji Feng, this child is still young. We must treat him correctly and healthily.
Positive, beneficial influence and education!
This is naturally a joke, but it also shows Leng Chun's status in Ji Feng's heart. After all, not everyone is worthy of Ji Feng's heart. At least the night before Ji Feng left, he didn't say a word to his little brother.
Concerns and exhortations are like handing over official duties dryly and a little impatiently...
After retracting his spreading thoughts and looking at Leng Chun who had almost turned into a small black dot, the younger brother's lips moved, and a barely audible "I'm sorry" was torn apart as soon as he left his mouth...
Summer capital.
Huang Di, who had disappeared for several days, finally came back, and Jun Zunhuang immediately reported Tianfeng City's proposal.
"Ancestor has gone to discuss with those barbarians in the past few days? Has there been any result?"
Huang Di took a long breath, looking a little tired, and said: "This matter hasn't been done yet, and I don't have the time to do it now. Can you think of anyone who is suitable?"
When Jun Zunhuang heard this, he was stunned. Is there anything else that is more important than Tianfeng City's plan at this stage? He has already set a deadline. Will Tianfeng City be allowed to drink from the northwest wind after ten days?
Huang Di didn't listen to any of this. He squinted his eyes and thought for a while and then said lazily: "Let's do this, send King Xiaoyao. He has been holding back his anger these days, and the Luo family and he are half enemies.
, he is definitely willing to go, as long as those old monsters among the barbarians don’t show up during the negotiation, he can defeat the barbarians even if they fight!"
Jun Zunhuang's eyes lit up, but he quickly lowered his head: "No, King Xiaoyao is strong enough, but his status is not enough. Didn't you before..."
"Oh!" Huang Di slapped his forehead, "I forgot, I demoted him two levels, so let's restore his title first!"
"But, this..."
"What are you talking about? Just do as I say!" Huang Di waved his hand to indicate that this decision did not need to be discussed, and returned to the forbidden cultivation place under the respectful eyes of Jun Zunhuang...
Xiaoyao Wangfu.
Looking at the "familiar" herald in front of him, King Xiaoyao couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Why is it you again this time? Is it because Xiong Wei is too idle and can use the generals of the gods as handymen? Or is it because of my face?
It’s so big that even a messenger has to be in the divine realm to be dignified? Haha!”
The miserable General Youxiong had a black line on his forehead and was about to cry without tears! He had offended someone and became the "full-time" messenger of this evil star.
But he didn't dare to say anything else as he was on a mission. After handing over the documents, he slipped out like a thief.
"Oh?" King Xiaoyao exclaimed as he looked at the edict in his hand, and then his little surprise turned into a twisted and sinister smile: "This job suits me!"
As his voice fell, a two-foot-long painted halberd was already in his hand at some point, and then the fiery red cloak was also firmly put on!
"Haha, I'm going to beat up some gray grandsons to relieve their anger. If any of you who don't have the foresight dares to cause trouble while I'm away... Hey!"
While the entire Xia Capital was still shocked by King Xiaoyao's arrogant declaration, King Xiaoyao himself had already torn open the space passage and strode forward towards the mysterious and unknowable beast's base camp!
ps: Nothing to say, we are still single, every time I say Happy Valentine's Day it is like spreading salt on my scarred little heart...
Not to mention, happy Lantern Festival, go to school when you need to go to school, go to work when you need to go to work, and go to bed when you need to go to bed. Singles like me deserve to be lonely and cold...