Alone on the end of the world.

Feng Xingyi didn't go home, and went to Tianya Tower alone.

There is everything in Tianya Tower, but there is no Yiren who wants to see anymore.

It's not that Feng Xingyi doesn't want to keep it. Feng Xingyi knew that as long as he opened his mouth slightly, even if it was reluctant, Geng Yuer was willing to stay.

But Feng Xingyi was reluctant to delay the other party, and Feng Xingyi couldn't give a promise.

Since when have you been unable to make promises?

Feng Xingyi thought about it, probably, after the mutiny.

Two ambitious people hope to overthrow the corrupt court and create a new scene, which is the ideal of Kou Wenzhan and Feng Xingyi.

For this reason, secretly, conspired for three years.

On the occasion of their success, the two were invited at the same time to have fun in Tang City.

No one could have imagined that at this time, there was news that his father had fallen into the sickbed.

Feng Xingyi must go back.

That was his beloved father.

Feng Xingyi and Kou Wenzhan urged their knees, and asked Kou Wenzhan to wait.

After all, Kou Wenzhan didn't wait.

It was really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and King Tang personally invited him to feast alone in the Zhanlong Palace.

Even Feng Xingyi, who watched the flying pigeon's letters, understood that it was an opportunity that was never available again. Feng Xingyi couldn't take care of much, so he hurriedly said goodbye to his father, who had recovered from a little illness, rode alone, and ran desperately over.

But thousands of miles of road, where it can be completed in a few days.

Kou Wenzhan, who has self-respecting troops, has always been captured by a captain and a recruit in the ghost army.

By the time Feng Xingyi arrived, it was too late.

Thinking of the world that we used to look forward to, but we can no longer establish it.

Feng Xingyi is not a person who can sigh, that is the only time he breathes a long breath. But after all, he didn't throw his hands away, but pretended to enter the palace to ask for guilt, and everything was unfavorable to his own escort.

The king smiled generously and forgave him for the crime he had fabricated.

But Feng Xingyi still refused to get up, and he still pleaded for an opportunity to atone for his sins.

Sure enough, the heavy responsibility of the court supervisor Kou Wenzhan was entrusted to his shoulders.

Feng Xingyi carefully planned for ten days and ten nights, recruited seven dead soldiers and troikas*, and finally rescued the injured Kou Wenzhan.

Since then, both of them have become repeat offenders in the Great Wilderness, and they can only remain incognito and redress in the middle of nowhere.

Kou Wenzhan wanted to form a team with one enemy and one hundred, and Feng Xing Yi was going to participate, but there was bad news, his father knew that Feng Xing Yi had become a fugitive, and suddenly had a heart attack, which had caused an old illness, and he still went.

Er, Feng Xingyi's mind is cold.

There is no longer any desire to compete for power.

From that day on, Feng Xingyi never promised the other party again.

From that day on, Feng Xingyi built an iron painting gambling house and became a boss who didn't care about the world.

Feng Xingyi casually married a woman and gave birth to a child casually, Feng Xingyi had no desire anymore until he met Geng Yu'er.

Geng Yuer is a widow, and her parents died in poverty.

Feng Xingyi saw the dawn of Geng Yu'er's eyes struggling to survive at first glance.

The light was so dazzling that it seemed to give him hope.

Therefore, Feng Xingyi took Geng Yuer under his custody and carefully cultivated him, becoming the female gambling god of one party.

The female gambling god gradually grew up and gradually had feelings.

It's easy to love and love, and I don't know when I'm in love.

But the popularity is easy not to promise, which also makes Geng Yuer's eyes dim and dim.

How can the eyes that left Feng Xingyi with only some hope dim!

Feng Xingyi tried all the new methods, but it only made Geng Yu'er's eyes quietly cold.

So Feng Xingyi didn't stop it, and he didn't use his strength to keep Geng Yu'er.

In the afternoon, the sun is still thick.

Upstairs at the end of the world, facing the empty room, Feng Xingyi only felt cold.