The speed of the white crane is very fast, and it will only take one day at most to get from the capital to Los Angeles.

The next morning, outside L.A., the wind roared and looked at L.A. from afar, and they had been here the night before, and they hadn't entered the city because it was late at night.

Feng Ming looked at Yan Qin and said, "After Los Angeles, I will go to the Land of Wind." “

"I'll go too. Even if Yan Qindang opened her mouth, causing Xin'er to frown, she was the princess of Yan Kingdom, but she didn't even think about it directly at this time.

Why? Is it Yan Yun's trick? Or what?

She didn't think too much about it, just waited for the news of those people in the secret, and her people had already gone to Yan Kingdom to investigate the situation last night.

Condensation: ......

Feng Ming nodded slightly, and then looked at the old master, and said, "Looking for the old master, it seems that our fate has come to an end on this trip, so don't leave it at that." “

It was obvious what he had already said, he was going to the Land of the Winds. Therefore, it is their business to stay with them.

Everyone is silent, this question is really worth thinking about, now it is only a matter of time before Xidan dies, they really need to change hands again.

Yan is good, but Mr. Feng Ming said that the country of wind should not be underestimated, for so many years, all countries that have the idea of fighting the country of wind have paid a heavy price, this is the case with the Yue country, and the same is true of the Qin country......

And Xin'er got Xing Fan in her hands again, once she got the heavenly machine, everything can be said to be over.

This is the essential difference, and there are some minor, Mr. Fengming's choices... It should not be wrong. And if they choose the Yan Kingdom or other countries, Xin'er may be wiped out, but as long as they return to the Land of the Wind, there will be no such problem.

So, everything is already obvious.

The old master got up, stroked his beard and smiled, "Mr. Fengming, maybe we can go far." “

Yu Ning raised her eyebrows, she naturally knew what it meant. This is a bit unexpected. But what puzzled her the most was Princess Zhaofeng, why did she suddenly come here?

His Majesty Yan Yun should not let her out, could it be that His Majesty Yan Yun has something to do? And Yan Qin told her not to go back to Yan Kingdom, it is really ...... I don't understand.

......

Feng Ming didn't say anything more, and strode into Los Angeles.

But the scene in front of him shocked him again, lonely and desolate, the streets were littered with bloodstains, and there were even dead corpses!

Sunken cheeks, pale complexion......

It's starvation to death, it's not so surprising that the wind is ringing, like this kind of war related to the life and death of the country, crazy conscription, taxes are very common, there are more people who starve to death, and they are unwilling to go to war, and there are not a few people who are divided into corpses and beheaded.

In the last battle three years ago, Los Angeles was also like this, in the end, he and she were both subordinate to others.

His Majesty Luo Ming won, what if he killed her and shot himself? What did he do to face her expectations? Stay by His Majesty Luo Ming's side... This is the only way to do it.

"Alas......"

He let out a long sigh, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the door of the Minsheng Inn, and the door was closed to give people the feeling that things were wrong.

Pictures appeared in his mind, and Yingxiu's immature voice seemed to come from him again.

Xin'er didn't know what her husband was sighing about, but she was sure of one thing. Mr. came to Los Angeles this time, and the destination must be the Compassion Inn.

"Sir...... Let's go in and have a drink, I'd like to try it too. “

Feng Ming didn't say anything, walked to the door and knocked silently, hoping that someone would be able to open the door.

Long......

The wooden door opened a crack, and a big eye inside was unusually eye-catching, and a smile appeared on Feng Ming's face.

"Is the boss there?"

"Is it Brother Fengming?" Yingxiu's voice came, with a hoarse look inside.

Feng Ming had an indescribable feeling in her heart, was Yingxiu afraid? She had already seen herself, but she still had to ask, it seems that the change in Los Angeles has happened, no wonder...... The whole city was dead silent.

Feng Ming was moved and said, "It's me, Yingxiu." Just give me a few jugs of wine, and it's still the same as before. “

As soon as he said this, Yingxiu opened the door, and she sobbed and rushed directly into Feng Ming's arms, "Brother Feng, my father is dead, and there are only two uncles left, I'm so afraid!"

"Hoo ......"

Feng Ming took a deep breath and hugged Yingxiu firmly in his arms, the old guy is dead...... If you die, you will die, and if you die, you will be liberated.

After a long time, Yingxiu stopped crying and said, "I'll go and give your brother a hot wine, everyone is Brother Feng's friends, let's all come in." “

All:......

Xiao Luo smiled bitterly, he walked up to Feng Ming and gave him a look, this is obviously a trap...

This girl is most likely threatened, which means that as long as she enters the inn, she will probably not be able to get out.

Feng Ming shook his head slightly, he also smiled bitterly, pulled Yingxiu next to Xin'er, and gently stroked her cheek, "Yingxiu, tell me who is inside, and I will help your father avenge it." “

Hearing this, Yingxiu's tears fell again, "I'm sorry Brother Feng, I lied to you, inside... Inside is ......"

She sobbed, and before she could finish speaking, the gate opened, and then a large number of soldiers appeared around the street and surrounded them.

Almost the streets of Los Angeles were full, and the Iron Rider... Short blades.

Feng Ming was calm, needless to say, he already knew who was inside.

He bent down on one knee and said coldly, "Your Majesty Luo Ming, see the wind and the wind!"

Looking for the old master and his entourage, he was slightly stunned, His Majesty Luo Ming, why do you think this matter is getting more and more complicated......

After a long time, a headless corpse was thrown down at the window sill on the second floor, followed by the head of the boss......

Yingxiu sobbed, and then fainted directly!

Feng Ming closed his eyes, the old man died, Drunk Wenxuan couldn't drink anymore, the world was desolate, just don't drink this wine!

He looked up at the windowsill on the second floor very calmly, and said, "Your Majesty is Renjun, why do you have to do this? Is the situation of internal and external troubles really what you need?"

No one answered him, and there was silence for a few minutes, and footsteps could be heard inside the inn.

It's His Majesty Luo Ming, and Shan Ji, and ...... She!!!