099 The Death of the Nation (18)
"Famous swords naturally need to be strong to deserve to have!"
Feng Ming didn't bother for any reason, but this time what Luo Ming said made him unable to refuse.
Eight years ago, he longed to live, and now he is alive and well, and everyone will change color when they hear it, this may be the so-called strong man.
After taking Zhan Lu Luoming, he left, and he also returned to the mansion.
"Fengming, where have you been?"
It's Mo Meng, looking at her appearance, I'm a little looking forward to it, I think I'm more worried about him, after all, he has just recovered......
"I'm going to see Luo Ming. “
Mo Meng nodded and pulled him back to the room.
"Wind Whistle...... At that time, we could snuggle together in the Sunset Forest, why have you been ...... in recent years? Don't move me. “
Feng Ming was slightly stunned, and then let out a long sigh, "I was injured a year ago, it was Luo Ming's hand, and he let me come back because he had already prepared for the rebellion, and now his strength is enough, and with his hundreds of thousands of troops, he can easily break through the capital." “
Mo Meng nodded, and then what about breaking through the capital?
Feng Ming shook his head and hugged her in his arms, "Luo Ming said that the court is mediocre, it's almost over, I haven't heard anything recently, you did it, right?"
Mo Meng closed his eyes and vetoed, feeling his breath, "It wasn't me who did it, it was my father who did it, he intercepted your news, how could he not know about such a big thing?" He had already guessed that Luo Ming would come to you, after all, your strength has few opponents." “
Feng Ming nodded, it was similar to what he had guessed, but ...... Since the court is mediocre, there is no need for him to do things for him.
And when it comes to strength, Mo Meng may not be weaker than him, he has never practiced swordsmanship, everything he has learned is recorded in her hands, and she is also her own master.
"Mo Meng... There is no need for us to do things for the king, he didn't have anything before he was in power, and now it's not worth it. “
She got up and didn't say anything, how could the courtiers have a heart of betrayal, but it is not surprising that Feng Ming said this.
Speaking of the name Feng Ming, she fell into the memory slightly, because when he brought him back to the mansion before, his memory was broken and he didn't remember his name at all, so she gave him this name, Feng Ming......
But speaking of which, this is not given by her, but Feng Ming's own choice, eight years ago, Feng Ming mentioned these two words in his sleep, he never did this, thinking that person should be very important, so she simply called him Feng Ming.
Then Mo Meng mentioned this question and asked him if he knew about Feng Ming, but unfortunately the result was negative, and she was not impressed at all, so she didn't ask anything more.
Come back to your senses, in the room.
Mo Meng sat on the bed before he noticed the saber in Feng Ming's hand and sighed, "It's so beautiful, it gives people a very unusual breath!"
Hearing this, the wind sighed softly, is it beautiful? Is the sword beautiful? It's just a weapon to kill, but if you like it, I'll give it to you, and I'll just use the ordinary one.
Hand the sword to Mo Meng, "Zhan Lu, it's a good sword among the world's famous swords, I thought you would have seen it a long time ago." “
Mo Meng shook her head, she really didn't notice it, but there was one thing she didn't care about the so-called famous swords, just like Feng Ming said, they were just tools for killing people out of time, and she just thought it was beautiful when she opened her mouth before.
A few days later, Feng Ming left Youzhou, and with Mo Meng, he wanted to take a look at the people in the world, and Mo Meng just followed him, because he was originally Feng Ming's person, didn't he?
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Facts have proved that the country has indeed been deserted, and the people are still suffering from hunger in exchange for discrimination and trampling on life.
Feng Ming shook his head, and remembered his life many years ago, although he didn't know why he appeared in this country, although he didn't know where he came from, but he knew one thing, that is, the people now are even more pitiful than he was eight years ago, and corpses can be seen everywhere on the street.
Is it the desolation of the king or what? The king of a kingdom is not like this! But all this seems to have nothing to do with him.
Three months later, he and Mo Meng returned to Youzhou, and the scenes he saw along the way reminded him of what hell on earth was, and Luo Ming's people were probably pulled up like this.
When I returned to Youzhou, I saw an even more miserable scene...... Slaughter the city!
Mo Meng was also a little dazed and worried, father! Back to his mansion, sure enough, they were all dead, and her father also fell in a pool of blood, covered with wounds, and more than a dozen arrow feathers pierced through his chest.
Feng Ming was silent, just stood behind her and watched her cry, in fact, he was also uncomfortable, for so many years, only this was his home, and anyone would be sad if there was no home, but he couldn't cry, as if he had dried all his tears.
Feng Ming looked around a little, and there were many archers in the shadows.
He was slightly stunned, it was the king's man!
What's the matter, they do things for the king, but in the end they die at the hands of the king? Even if it doesn't matter, it even affects the whole city......!
Feng Ming laughed at himself, he didn't want to agree to Luo Ming, but now it seems that for the sake of the people, in order that there will not be another Youzhou......!
He helped Mo Meng up and glanced at each other, but Mo Meng just shook his head, put his hand on Zhan Lu, and came out with a strong murderous aura.
The moment it came out of the sheath, it seemed to be darkened, perhaps because the atmosphere was too depressing.
The sky was stained with blood that day, and he killed many people, and his clothes were soaked with blood, some of his own, some of them were Momeng, and some of them were other people's......
Late that night, he left with Mo Meng in his arms, leaving only the corpses all over the city, I can't remember how many people there were, anyway, all the soldiers in Youzhou that day died, and none of them left alive!