Feng Hong's eyelashes moved slightly, and then opened his eyes under the excited gaze of Aunt Zhao and Bei Liuyun.

"Mother..."The hoarse voice came out, which made Aunt Zhao collapse for a while.

"Hey.. Hong'er.. Mother is here, mother has always been there. Aunt Zhao grabbed Feng Hong's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that he would disappear from her eyes.

Bei Liuyun looked at this scene, his heart was a little blocked, and he couldn't help but think of Mu Qing in the Beiyan camp.

I couldn't help but think of the picture of her being seriously ill last time, and I only felt irritable in my heart, so I turned to the doctor and said, "Didn't you say that he would definitely die!" ”

The doctor hurriedly explained: "It is indeed certain death, but it is precisely because these blood vessels of his are temporarily connected that he can still hold up for an hour or two." ”

Beiliuyun kicked the doctor's buttocks, and the doctor staggered, looking at Beiliuyun's eyes full of grievances, but he didn't dare to defend himself.

That's what he meant, but now that Feng Hong has been stabbed in the heart, and he has been injured so badly, he will definitely not survive, but he didn't say that he would die soon, how can this young master put his anger on his head now.

Beiliuyun stared at Feng Hong, who opened his eyes on the ground, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

It seems that God is not completely on the side of Emperor Nanzhao, at least at this moment, Feng Hong is still holding a sigh of relief, seeing Aunt Zhao, as long as this is enough.

Feng Hong opened his somewhat dim eyes, his pupils were a little dilated, and he gradually refocused in Aunt Zhao's cry, and then reflected several figures around him.

"Hong'er, you must not have an accident, if something happens to you, what will my mother do!" Aunt Zhao, who was pretending to be calm just now, saw that she was embarrassed at this moment, and her son, who was hanging for half his life, could no longer be calm and almost collapsed.

Although Feng Hong doesn't have much breath and is not in good shape, this does not mean that he has become a fool.

His eyes swept over Beiliuyun, and he vaguely guessed what was going on.

It must have been his insight into Emperor Nanzhao's plan to kill him, so he wanted to save himself, and then with the help of his hatred for Emperor Nanzhao, he got the intelligence network in his mother's hands.

But even if you can guess what, now that Emperor Nanzhao sent someone to kill him, and he doesn't necessarily have the life to continue to live, does he really want to become a ghost under Emperor Nanzhao like this?

"Mother..."Feng Hong opened his mouth with difficulty, and bright red blood overflowed from his mouth with a hoarse voice.

Aunt Zhao's trembling hand stroked his broken arm, and the tears in her eyes were like pearls with broken threads: "Mother is here.. Mother is here. ”

Feng Hong nodded slightly, and then tried to squeeze out a few words again: "The emperor wants to kill me..."

Aunt Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then said in disbelief: "How come?" That's impossible... That's impossible! ”

"It's true, it's the emperor who wants to kill me! first sent a group of palace guards, and then sent the green snake out, the green snake... Although the green snake left me a way to live... It's a pity that I still couldn't escape. Feng Hong said in a hurry.

Aunt Zhao was still stunned: "It was the emperor who killed you!" It was the emperor who killed you! No.. How could it be that the emperor killed you! ”

Beiliuyun frowned and looked at the scene in front of him, a little puzzled by Aunt Zhao's reaction.

Feng Hong didn't notice her mother's abnormality, but raised her intact arm tremblingly, and grabbed Aunt Zhao's delicately maintained hand tightly: "Mother... Give me.. Avenge..! ”

Feng Hong stared at Aunt Zhao's eyes, and Aunt Zhao's dull eyes came back to her senses, looking at the unwillingness and anger in her son's eyes.

It's her fault... It's her fault!

"Mother.." Seeing that Aunt Zhao didn't agree immediately, a flash of despair flashed in Feng Hong's eyes, and he stared at his mother tightly with a kind of persecution.

He is unwilling, indeed unwilling, he still has a lot of things to do, he has no power, no one is above 10,000 people, and he has become an abandoned son in the hands of the emperor.

He asked himself if he was loyal to Emperor Nanzhao, although sometimes he would plan for himself and find a way out, but he had never given birth to two hearts, he really didn't understand, what made him jealous, was it because he touched the prince's woman!

Feng Hong has 10,000 assumptions in his heart, but no matter how he thinks about it, these are just his thoughts, Emperor Nanzhao will not give him an answer, and the only thing left here is his unwillingness.

"Good! My mother will avenge you, my mother will definitely avenge you! Aunt Zhao's eyes were red, and there was a kind of crazy hatred in those loose eyes.

Seeing this, Feng Hong breathed a sigh of relief, and the hand holding Aunt Zhao slowly slid down, no longer so powerful.

Feng Hong looked at Beiliuyun and said, "I know. You're not simply trying to save me... I won't miss you... You saved me by grace.. But... But I hope .. I hope you can kill Nan Zhao's dog emperor in the end, otherwise... Otherwise, if you go to hell, I will definitely kill you! ”

Feng Hong's words were a little ruthless, full of unwillingness and resentment, but unfortunately, his life was destined to end here, and from then on, those regrets, those resentments, those hopes and longings will remain, and he can no longer stand up and realize them one by one.

Beiliuyun said in a deep voice: "You can rest assured of this, between me and him, only you are destined to live and die." ”

Hearing this, Feng Hongcai lowered his eyes a little weakly, looked at Aunt Zhao beside him and said softly: "Mother, originally I had a lot of wishes, and I even expected to get a place in this troubled dispute. I've thought about it too. One day I will become the Ninety-Five Emperor who reigns over the world, but... I just didn't expect... All of this is just a flash in the pan..."

There was a faint drop of crystal mist in the corner of Feng Hong's slightly lowered eyes, he boasted that he was also a generation of talents, and he could only hate to death!

Beiliuyun frowned slightly, this Feng Hong's ambition is really bigger.

Now he is only an official residence, and he has the ambition to reign in the world in the future, if he is a marquis step by step in the future, I am afraid that this ambition will be out of control, but no matter how big his ambition is, he does not have the strength to match it, or rather, he has such strength, but he just met a scheming person like Emperor Nanzhao and Luo Luo.

Doomed, the hero's dream came to naught.

In fact, Beiliuyun had some expectations in his heart, wanting to see if this Feng Hong did not die, where could he go in the future, and who would die in the end. It's a pity that Emperor Nanzhao didn't let him grow up in the end.

But then again, if this Feng Hong really died like this, it would be really enough.

The apprentice of the dignified Sword King, who was strong in martial arts and had few opponents, ended up with such an aggrieved death.

Looking at the mother and son in front of him, Beiliuyun couldn't help but sigh, could this be the one report and one report that is being said?

Feng Ji's death back then, if there was really the handiwork of this mother and son, then today's fate of Feng Hong would really be fair.

Time passed bit by bit, Feng Hong didn't say much, a pair of eyes fell on Aunt Zhao's body, and she seemed to be a little resigned, but she couldn't help but see Aunt Zhao worried.

This son of his own has always been arrogant, but now he has ended up so miserable.

"Mother.. Son.. I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you. After most of the hour, Feng Hong only felt powerless, and even began to have fantasies in front of him, seeing a ladder made of red gold appearing in front of him.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull a smile, and he said to himself: "If I can be born in the emperor's family... How nice it would be..."

Before this sentence fell, Feng Hong's whole person was completely out of breath.

The whole camp tent was very silent, and only Aunt Zhao was left crying bitterly: "Hong'er... Hong'er! Mother, I'm sorry for you.. Mother, I'm sorry for you! ”

Aunt Zhao pounded her chest violently, as if she was uncomfortable in her heart, as if she had some unspeakable hatred.

Beiliuyun left them some space and led the people out of the tent.

Because although Feng Hong died, he finally succeeded in telling Aunt Zhao the truth, although his psychology was a little blocked, his mood was not bad.

Retreating from everyone and walking to the river, he saw Xiao Liuzi squatting by the river and crying bitterly, while sobbing his mouth: "Master! I'm sorry for you! I'm sorry for you! Are you good to Lu Caispic.. The minions are so useless... Minion... Minions are such a piece of shit... What other face do you have..."

Beiliuyun listened to Xiao Liuzi crying for too long, one by one, raised his eyebrows, held back the smile in his heart, and walked behind Xiao Liuzi with light steps.

There were already a lot of people around, looking at Xiao Liuzi's crying from a distance, I don't know what kind of madness this master is smoking.

Smoking and smoking, Xiao Liuzi didn't forget to glare at the people around him fiercely: "What do you look at!" What to see! Get out of the way! Otherwise, master, I will slaughter you all and bury your master with you! ”

Beiliuyun's face turned cold, and he kicked on Xiao Liuzi's buttocks.

Poof! With a bang, Xiao Liuzi's whole person was planted upside down in the cold river water, and he drank several sips, and his hot cheeks touched the cold river water, which suddenly made Xiao Liuzi scream, only to feel so sour...

After struggling for a long time, a head finally appeared on the surface of the river, wiped the water droplets on his face, and looked around to see what was the killer thing that kicked him down.

When he saw Beiliuyun, he suddenly wilted, if it was usual, he would have to scold a few words, but now when he thought that he had messed things up and Feng Hong was dead, he felt faceless, and he swam towards the shore with his head down, and he didn't dare to speak.

"Your master is not dead yet, you are in a hurry to find someone to bury her, if she dies, I will be the first to let you go down to the funeral!" Beiliuyun scolded angrily.

Xiao Liuzi said aggrievedly: "But the master is still unconscious, what is the difference between death and death!" ”

Xiao Liuzi just climbed up, and Beiliuyun kicked him down again, but he didn't plan to tell him that the woman in the tent was not her master at all!

"Why are you kicking me again!" Xiao Liuzi suddenly came out of the river, looked at Beiliuyun and shouted angrily, a pair of eyes almost erupted into flames.

Beiliuyun said casually: "Seeing that you didn't bring your brains when you went out, help you sober up." ”

Xiao Liuzi's anger is not light, and the clay man also has three points of anger, not to mention him!

Beiliuyun ignored him, turned around and walked back to the camp.