When everyone heard this, they had already vaguely guessed what the result would be, and they were all gloomy and sighed.

The man's voice was also a little regretful: "General Feng drove a small boat, where can he be as fast as the big ship General Feng was finally caught up, no matter how brave and good he is, he can't defeat so many jackals of the Fei country, and finally he was captured alive, sad, strong."

The huge restaurant is dead silent.

No one can speak.

They are in the southern part of Xinjiang, and they are thousands of miles away from the northern Xinjiang

However, they could imagine that the scene of General Feng leading away the enemy army alone and fighting bloody battles at that time could not only be described as tragic and tragic

The man's eyes were red, and his voice was much lower: "General Feng's sacrifice allowed the soldiers he brought to negotiate to sail away, and the general is worthy of a generation of famous generals."

"What happened later," his companion interrupted while crying, "what happened to General Feng after he was captured?"

His question made everyone's hearts tremble, and even though the weather was hot, everyone was cold.

Fei is known as a fighting nation, advocating force and violence, and all those who join the army are the most brutal and bloodthirsty guys, and even the barbaric and aggressive people of southern Xinjiang are willing to bow down to them, and General Feng does not even dare to think about falling into their hands.

"No one knows what will happen to General Feng" The man lowered his head, "It's just, it's just that my cousin said in the letter."

A look of horror flashed in his eyes, and he didn't speak for a moment.

Then the faces of the people flashed with horror.

What is that ominous premonition?

"What did you say?" asked his companion, stammering with a white face.

The man swallowed: "Said that Sha Jue sent someone to send a wooden box to General Feng's subordinates, and the wooden box turned out to be, it turned out to be."

When everyone heard this, they already had the urge to faint, but everyone still tried to calm down, wanting to know what was in the box.

"A bloody eyeball"

"Ahh

The crowd erupted in an exclamation, however, a scream far sharper, much more pathetic, much more poignant, much more painful than all the exclamations combined, instantly pierced everyone's ears and tore the air.

Everyone looked at it in horror.

Feng Jinghua completely collapsed.

She covered her eyes with her hands, her whole body tensed, and she screamed heartbreakingly.

"Ah" again and again, as if it was not General Feng who was gouged out of her eyes alive, but her.

Yes.

She was the one who had her eyes gouged out alive.

She was the one who had her heart stripped out alive.

What happened to her father not only happened to her father, but also to her.

Because she empathizes

Thinking of the qiē that her father had already experienced, the qiē he was experiencing, and the qiē that he was about to go through, she collapsed

She wished that everything her father had experienced had happened to her

She hoped that she would endure all the misfortunes and pains in this world, and that even if she fell into the nineteenth layer of hell forever, she would not be able to bear the pain of suffering for her loved ones and loved ones

Everyone stared at her blankly, stunned by her pain and madness.

Unspeakable pain

Unquenchable pain

No one saw her expression, but her tense and faintly twisted limbs, the screams that could tear the world apart, all spoke of her boundless but irreparable pain.

If she continues like this, she is afraid that she will be exhausted.

Suddenly, Feng Ruoxing made a move and knocked on the back of Feng Jinghua's neck, Feng Jinghua's body softened, fell into his arms, and fainted.

Feng Ruoxing hugged her, frowned, and looked at the ground.

On the ground, on the ground where she was standing just now, there was a puddle of water. Her tears.

Ever since that person began to talk about what happened to General Feng, she kept her head down, and her tears continued to accumulate into such a puddle.

Why is she so sad, why is she so sad, why is she shedding so many tears?

He didn't understand. He didn't understand. He doesn't have that strong feelings.

Even though he had heard others say that Feng Xiangkong was his biological father, and had heard how Feng Xiangkong loved him, he still didn't have an obvious feeling after listening to Feng Xiangkong's experience of being captured by the enemy.

Why do normal people always have such obvious emotions and fluctuations?

Suddenly, his clothes swayed.

He turned his head and saw Xiao Zhu looking at him with red eyes, and said in an almost pleading voice, "Let's go first"

She couldn't stand the atmosphere anymore. If she stays any longer, she'll cry too.

Feng Ruoxing picked up Feng Jinghua and left the restaurant.

How noisy the restaurant is after that, it has nothing to do with them.

After settling in the inn, Feng Ruoxing sat on the edge of the bed, holding her cheek with one hand, looking at Feng Jinghua in a coma.

Her face twitched in pain, and he had seen many sick and dying people in his time on Devil's Island, and they had such expressions.

Will he have such feelings in the future, will he have such an expression?

He thought about it, lay on the edge of the bed, and fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was the middle of the moon, and the bed was empty.

"Xiaohua Xiaohua" he stood up, looked for her in the room, called her name, "where are you and where have you been"

Suddenly, a fierce momentum faintly came out of the courtyard.

He walked to the window and looked down, secretly frightened.

Xiaohua turned out to be in the yard. However, it was as if she had become a different person, so strange that he couldn't recognize it.

She was swinging her sword.

The shadow of the sword in the sky.

The sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and the murderous aura is overflowing, and there is a faint tendency to cut the heavens and the earth.

Her figure was surrounded by sword shadows and sword qi. Where she is and where the sword is impossible to distinguish.

Because she has turned into a sword, a sharp sword that has slashed every qiē.

There is not the slightest warmth. There is not the slightest weakness. There is not the slightest mercy. There is not the slightest nostalgia.

Tenacity. Refuse. It's like cutting off a qiē until it turns into powder.

Feng Ruoxing looked at her blankly, what was this shock that penetrated deep into his bone marrow

Quietly, Feng Jinghua had already put away his sword, stood under the phoenix tree, and looked at the sky, like a stone sculpture.

Feng Ruoxing came back to her senses, jumped out of the window, and walked behind Feng Jinghua.

After standing for a while, he said slowly: "Xiaohua, how are you?"

Feng Jinghua slowly turned around and smiled at him: "Big brother, thank you for your concern, I'm fine." ”

Feng Ruoxing looked at her, not quite sure: "You're really okay"

Xiao Hua's smile was still so gentle, but he knew that she was no longer the same.

He could see that her body seemed to glow. Just like the sword in her hand, it faintly flashed with cold light, and there was a kind of solemnity that could not be offended or destroyed.

"Big brother, I'm really fine." Feng Jinghua approached him and raised his head slightly, "Big brother, can I hug you?"

Feng Ruoxing didn't understand why she made such a request, but he felt that there was nothing to do: "Yes." ”

Feng Jinghua put away the soft sword, rested his chin on his shoulder socket, and hugged him tightly.

What a precious and happy time with my brother.

She thought that she could take her brother back to Tianzhou, let her mother see her brother, and then write to her father and let him share this happiness, and then she would be with her brother and mother all the time, enjoying the long-lost family.

However, the heavens always do not grant people's wishes.

Tomorrow, she will have to be separated from her brother.

And this farewell, she doesn't know if she can still reunite with her brother.

The moon is dark and dark, people have joys and sorrows, even if she is reluctant to give up, she has to face it.

Feng Ruoxing was hugged by her so tightly, and his body was a little stiff because he was not used to it, but soon, he relaxed, and a feeling of pity rose in his heart, and he couldn't help but stroke Feng Jinghua's head.

Xiao Zhu, who had been standing under the eaves, looked at this picture, sighed softly, and then turned back to the room.

She has already calculated, Xiaohua's future is uncertain and unpredictable