165 Dreams Through the Ages (7)

A person who doesn't usually talk much, if he has a lot of words at a certain moment, then he must be hiding something.

"Sir?"

"I'm out of my mind again. Feng Ming sighed softly, "If those people have evil intentions, I'm afraid it's really dangerous." “

The woman nodded and opened her mouth but stopped talking, to be precise, what Feng Ming said pressed her and she didn't know how to speak.

"Good thing you're not her. “

Feng Ming's mouth refers to Feng Ran, and when she says such a thing, it can be seen that most of Feng Ming's attention is already on her.

......

"You say she's really suspicious?"

In the corridor, Feng Ming asked the woman again, which was a miracle, because he was still unsure.

The woman didn't want to answer the topic, but since it was the gentleman who asked, let's talk about it briefly, she pondered, and this time she really thought about it a lot.

After a long time, he said, "It's not impossible to be suspicious, but you don't need to pay too much attention to her, after all, her surname is also the wind." “

That's right, she is the surname of the wind, "...... of the Land of the Wind"

The country that is too mysterious, the far northern border, the country of the wind, what kind of people are there. Feng Ming shook his head slightly, without sighing or frowning, and walked towards his room.

In the distance, the woman turned to look at a place and suddenly said, "I've tried my best not to know everything about you, if you want to kill me again, there is no point." “

There is nothing else there except the darkness, but it is the darkness that slowly comes out of the people, it is a dream!

She's not supposed to be here...

And yet she was standing here for real. Sometimes things are already in front of us, and it's still unbelievable.

The darkness disappeared, and Xi Mengzhen stepped on the void and stepped in front of the woman step by step, and the courage to live in the world was nothing more than that.

In the face of this condescending, the woman was very calm, turned around and left directly, and said, "You don't hide it well." “

"I'm just standing there. Xi Mengzhen was also calm, and after watching the woman's back disappear completely, he muttered, "It's just that I can perceive people when I stand in a place, and I really haven't met anyone before." “

If these words are heard, I am afraid that they will cause a lot of turmoil, and no one in the world will be able to find out when they stand in one place, which is really a great courage!

Wind in the room.

"My guess is wrong, King Shura is not in a prison cage. “

It's a drama dream, her speed is not as fast as Feng Ming, and it's just a matter of moments to get here.

"Not in the cage?" Feng Ming pondered, and after calming down, he instantly figured out a lot. In addition, he heard some outside the door of the old master before, he just nodded, where would it be if he wasn't in the cage?

"Xidan. “

The two words made Feng Ming's brows furrow instantly, and there were too many worries rising from his heart at this moment. "Xidan...... Where?"

Xi Mengzhen shook his head, "Los Angeles? or Youzhou." “

It may seem confusing, but it's okay to call it a provocation. Feng Ming was directly furious, and the killing intent in his heart reached its peak, and shouted, "You said that you cooperated with me, don't you know that Mo Meng is my woman, and I don't know that she is pregnant and about to give birth? “

There was a burst of anger, and the blue tendons on Feng Ming's face bulged one by one, and at the same time, the door was pushed open, and the woman walked in, but she was really startled by the scene in front of her.

It seems that after leaving Xi Mengzhen, she also went straight to Fengming's room.

In the room, the woman was at a loss, and no matter how smart she was, she couldn't guess what it was.

"I didn't go to Xidan, I just speculated, but Los Angeles and Youzhou are more likely. "Xi Mengzhen said respectfully, which can be regarded as an explanation.

With these words, there was only the joy after the horror in his eyes, and he disappeared directly out of thin air, "Return to Xidan immediately!"

Xi Meng really didn't say anything, but he had already caught up with Feng Ming's footsteps, one step at a time, such a speed, the woman...

Looking at the direction in which they disappeared, the woman covered her mouth and laughed, she shook her head and looked very helpless, "It is the first time that Mr. has been angry to this extent, and it can be remembered, but it is very troublesome to leave a mess behind......"

Fang Cai's angry reprimand was loud, and there were hundreds of people patrolling the royal city of Xiadu only a hundred meters, and according to the speed, they were almost there.

The woman was speechless, and as soon as she thought of this, the door was already full of layers of guards.

"What's wrong with Your Majesty Fengming?" asked a general-decorated man.

The woman shook her head, "Mr. has something important to do, so he left for the time being." “

"For the time being?" the general circled around the woman, "maybe back before sunrise?"

The lower capital is far away from Youzhou, and the horse ride is at least a month's itinerary, but the speed of the wind and the dream should be enough for a day, but it can't be done before dawn, and this general is probably a little too self-righteous.

The woman smiled slightly, "It's best if you come back in the morning, if you don't come back, I'm afraid you'll die." “

Dumb, the person who looked like a general couldn't help but retreat outside the room, the woman in front of him was a person with a sound wind, and she was quite ...... The pampered one. No matter how much life he has, he can't be with him.

"In that case, it will retreat and disturb your rest. He saluted and stepped back.

"Let's go. "I turned around and tried to get out of this place as soon as possible, but I crashed into someone's arms.

It was a pair of silver armor, the highest honor, and there was only one person in the Yan Kingdom who had this kind of honor.

The general hurriedly took a few steps back and gave a big salute, "Lord Tian Guang!"

"General Tian Guang!"

There has been no change in the woman, but with her understanding of Tian Guang in the past few months, he is not simple.

"The flow of peasants is covered by the officials of the farm, sowing hundreds of grains, persuading them to plough mulberry, and providing enough food and clothing, so the 'eight politics' are one is food, and the other is goods. Confucius said, "The food of the people is important", and this is also his strength. ”

Tian Guang shook his head slightly and said such a paragraph, then looked at the previous general, and sighed: "Farmers are all over the world, and self-food is also the world, but whose sin is it that our food will raise such useless people?"

Isn't this tantamount to asking for a crime? The general instantly understood what he meant, and had to plop himself to his knees. He can explain, and naturally Tian Guang can also not listen. So far, there has not been a word.

Tian Guang probably underestimated him, if he begged for mercy, then he would kill him as soon as possible, "Whether it's a coincidence or what, anyway, it's your wisdom that saved you." “

After saying that, Tian Guang turned around and walked into the room, and when he approached the woman, he said leisurely, "Is this a sin? It is a sin, but sin does not lead to death." “

The woman ignored it directly, retreated to the back bed and sat down, the person who came was not good, and the only way to do it was to follow.

"I happened to hear Mr. Fengming's voice nearby. Seeing that the woman didn't react, Tian Guang spoke again, and it was bound to be provocative if she went on like this.

And he was very intelligent, and he directly said that I heard Mr. Fengming's voice nearby. Instead of me, I seem to hear Mr. Kazemei's voice......

If it is the latter, the woman can be relieved in an instant, after all, the tone of "as if" can be denied.

"Mr. is in distress and needs the help of His Majesty Yan Yun." “

The woman opened her mouth with such a sentence.

"Mr. Fengming is in distress? yes, listening to that roar is indeed angry, but who is angry. The words are directly aimed at the center, making it difficult to interject, but it is probably a little worse than that of a woman.

The woman got up and avoided Tian Guang's words again, then looked at the guards outside, and said, "Mr. is in danger, don't go and ask His Majesty Yanyun." “

This...

The relationship between Feng Ming and His Majesty Yan Yun is very unusual, but General Tian Guang's meaning seems to be obvious. If you go, you will die, if you don't go, maybe there will be a chance to live.

Seeing this, Tian Guang smiled slightly, looked at the woman, looked sorry, and said, "It turns out that Mr. Fengming is in danger, that's really a pity." “

He turned to look at the general and said, "It's a pity that he doesn't want to invite His Majesty Yanyun." “

"Oh. The woman suddenly replied casually.

That's it?

"Huh. The woman raised her eyebrows, Tian Guang was really ordinary, far less than she guessed, probably overestimating him.

She stopped talking, walked out sideways from Tian Guang's side, and after a distance, she said to herself, "If you don't inform Yan Yun, what does it have to do with me? “

Self-confidence comes from knowing him, knowing every bit of it.

Early in the morning, Xidan, Los Angeles.

The long-lost feeling, the capital of Xidan. Rising tomorrow, bustling city.

The wind whistle that didn't stop for a moment all the way slowed down, and before the sun completely rose, the streets were already full of people, isn't this exactly what the wind roar wants to see the most?

"Xidan has stabilized a lot, and Xun Festival is really powerful. “

Xi Meng was really silent, Feng Ming, who didn't have a good face all the way, calmed down a little, maybe she should be happy, but she really didn't know what to be happy about, since this is the case, it's good to be quiet.

"Let's go, Meng'er isn't here. Feng Ming shook his head and didn't move forward, turned around and walked straight in the direction of Youzhou.

"It takes a little time to get to Youzhou. Xi Meng really spoke, in fact, she had long wanted to ask, there is still a distance from Youzhou to Los Angeles, why didn't Feng Ming stay in Youzhou directly If his so-called Momeng safety is not right.

Feng Ming naturally knew what she meant, and responded steadily, "Don't you understand? It should be because you now know that King Shura is not in Los Angeles, so why don't you stay in Youzhou." “

This answer is detailed enough, Feng Ming only said half of it, and the other half means that he also thought that maybe Meng'er was in Los Angeles when he was in Youzhou?

You know, this is a kind of law, which makes people helpless but unavoidable.

Xi Meng really understood, she laughed at herself, she was really stupid, she didn't know such a simple truth of life?

"The sarcophagus is empty for a long time, and I want to explore people's hearts. “

After the words, Xi Mengzhen's whole person's momentum became awe-inspiring, and everyone avoided it.

"It won't stop" Feng Ming obviously heard it, and only said these words after walking hundreds of zhang away, Feng Xun, looking for the old master They are very tired, so how can Feng Ming, as a king, not have the ability to reach the sky.

At noon, Youzhou Sunset Forest,

Bamboo leaves flying, stained with blood, bloodstone lying people, and the sound is silent.

"Youzhou didn't find anything wrong, it seems that I was wrong.

There is still a long way to go from the bamboo house where Feng Ming lived before, but the panic and uneasiness continue to impact Feng Ming.

The withering bamboo leaves in the sky have already told Feng Ming that they have encountered a vicious battle, and the blood-red bamboo leaves represent that Mo Meng and the others have lost, and the enemy is very provocative.

"Ink Dream ......"

In the middle of the Sunset Forest, the boulder was already stained red with blood, and above it, all three women fell to the ground with blood!

"Dream, dead ......"