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Chapter 4 is heart-wrenching

"What a bad smell!" Feng Ze and the old man had just stepped into the Wind City when they were greeted by a fishy smell, and Feng Ze covered his nose hard.

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"Kid, are you sure this is the Windy City you said?" The old man was shocked by the scene in front of him, how could this be a city, it was obviously a purgatory!

I saw that the burned houses were in dilapidation, and the occasional falling wooden ridge was still smoking and devastated, and the prosperity of the past was replaced by a lifeless depression.

"Is this the Windy City you are talking about, child?" Even this old man who has lived for thousands of years can't help but be shocked when he sees the scene in front of him, where is this still a place where ordinary people have lived!

"Yes, but how did it come to be, we were still fine when we came out to play yesterday?Could it be that there was a very powerful monster here yesterday?" Feng Ze said suspiciously.

"Take me to your house!" The old man suddenly remembered that those evil sect people wanted to arrest Feng Ze last night, that Feng Ze's home

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"Dad, mother, what's wrong with you, wake up quickly, can't I study hard in the future?"

"God, this is a sin, why do you let me send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, my son!"

Along the way, the old man saw all the miserable scenes, no one is home, no one is home, a painful cry makes people feel cold, in this world, only the loss of relatives is the most painful, seeing such a suffocating scene, the muscles on the old man's face keep twitching. This is the evidence of the evil sect's people who hurt the heavens and the reason last night, and he hated why he didn't kill those beasts with his own hands.

"Oh, how did this place come to this?" said Feng Ze, covering his nose in front of the old man.

"I don't know!" the old man was speechless.

"Grandpa Jin is not far from my house in front of him, I'll ask my father how Wind City has become like this, my father is the city lord, he must know." Feng Ze turned around, took the old man's arm, and turned around at the entrance of the alley.

"Your father?" If the whole city is like this, then your family? The old man thought of the incident last night and guessed that this Feng family would definitely encounter an accident, really like the people of the evil sect said, I don't know how this child will react when he knows it.

"Oh my God, how did this happen?" Feng Ze suddenly let go of the old man's hand and ran out.

Seeing Feng Ze's actions, the old man immediately followed, and came to a manor in a few steps, but at this time, the manor seemed to have lost the color of a manor in the past.

A broken plaque fell diagonally at the gate, and the two words "Fengfu" were also divided into two, generally speaking, this plaque is like a flag, if it falls, it symbolizes that it represents a qiē that falls, and the Feng family must have suffered an accident.

As soon as he stepped into the Wind Mansion, a smell of blood rushed towards him, as if he had lost the catharsis that the City Lord's Mansion should have, and an eerie silence made people shudder. Fengfu Square was full of the corpses of those innocent people who had been killed, either hugging each other or staring at each other with eyes wide and blind, blood red clothes, and some of them even gathered together in pools, which was unbearable!

There was no sign of anyone in the huge Wind Mansion, except for the crows that occasionally hovered back and forth over the corpses, and there was a dead silence. The old man looked at the miserable picture in front of him, and his heart, which had not been touched by the world for a long time, suddenly fluctuated violently, unjust!

"Feng Ze?" When the old man was still sighing, he suddenly heard someone shouting in the distance, closed his eyes and scanned his senses, and found that Feng Ze was holding a headless corpse crying, and strode over.

"Daddy!"

"Daddy!"

"Daddy!"

Three desperate cries echoed in the lifeless Fengfu, the first was deafening, the second was heart-wrenching, the third was miserable and sad, Feng Ze kept tears and shook the incomplete corpse in front of him, the old man wanted to pull Feng Ze, but stopped again, how sad and hateful, let him go!

A five-year-old child should have been as naughty as a treasure in front of his parents, taking care of all kinds of pain, and enjoying the golden years of children, but Fengze no longer belongs to one of them. His mother died in childbirth when he gave birth to him, and it was Feng Zhenghong who raised him all the time, but he was pitiful and lost this only support at this time, why did fate tease people so much?

Maybe he was tired, maybe he was desperate, Feng Ze sobbed and lay on Feng Zhenghong's corpse, and pulled together tightly with Feng Zhenghong's bloody hand, still reluctant!

"Feng Ze, get up!" your father squatted down and stroked Feng Ze's head.

"I don't believe it, Daddy let me ride a horse yesterday!" Feng Ze cried.

"But your father has lost his head, how can he live?" The old man has been cultivating for more than a thousand years and slowly forgot how to comfort people, let alone a child!

"Woo woo, Dad, get up! I still have to ride a big horse, Dad, get up quickly!" Feng Ze still grabbed Feng Zhenghong's hand tightly, for fear of losing it.

"Do you still want to learn to fly, can you get up and play and teach you now?" the old man could only think of this, hoping to impress this poor and sad child.

"My dad will too, my dad will teach me, I want my dad, dad!" Feng Ze's two lines of tears couldn't help but flow down again.

"People do not experience and do not grow, hardships make a person forge ahead, those who become great things always have to face the life and death of relatives and friends, only suffering, tiredness, and hard work will become benevolent. Although you are too young to understand the truth of my words today, you must grow up and not let so many people die in vain," the old man said to Feng Ze in a serious tone.

"Today I have to take you away, pass on what I have learned in my lifetime, and he will eradicate the evil sect one day!" The old man grabbed him without waiting for Feng Ze to react, and the clouds rose!

"Dad!" Feng Ze struggled hard under the old man's shoulder, and his little hand was still grasping in the direction of Feng Zhenghong. "Daddy!

The old man didn't care about Feng Ze's actions at this time, he was afraid that making Feng Ze sad too much would affect his mind, and his luck and spiritual power disappeared in midair.

The evil sect has added another blood debt, and the Heavenly Dao will always punish it, but the time has not yet come. If he had enough strength to save this tragedy, now that his life is at the end of his life, he would not be able to do it! The old man lamented softly.

Many years later, whenever someone passes by this once luxurious city lord's mansion, they can't help but sigh. And Feng Ze has been teaching the old man since this time, and he is stepping towards the top of the road. Although his life, and even his achievements, have been spent in hardships and setbacks, the road of the king is destined to be uneven, the wind falls, and the wind rises (the novel "Xuan Ling" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "dd" and follow, hurry up!)