"You fucking bastard!" Liangzi punched hard and knocked the desperate Feng to the ground. "You already knew if Lin was an undercover agent or not." Ryoko punched again after he said, "You fucking know why don't you tell me if you know these, why do you let everyone die."
Feng fell to the ground, curled up in pain, his body hurt and his heart hurt even more. The numbness on his face became distorted, but his eyes remained dull as always. It has been three days, and Feng just wandered around like this, like a walking dead, and the famous Daijun has become a waste that can only eat in a daze.
"Get up for me! He told me clearly!" Liangzi pulled Feng up, but accidentally touched the wound on his leg. His brows wrinkled in pain, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead. Originally, the gunshot wound on his leg hadn't recovered and he shouldn't walk around at will, but Ryoko really couldn't see Feng's half-dead virtue. He staggered out of the ward, went home first and took two altars of "hero's tears", and then found the listless maple on the rooftop.
Feng allowed Liangzi to hold himself and shake it, swinging his head over, without saying a word. The loneliness in his eyes is getting heavier and heavier, and his lips are white with tooth marks all over them.
Ryoko let go of her hand without warning. She didn't even look at Feng who was lying on the ground. Regardless of the freezing wind of ten degrees below zero, she stretched out her hand to pull her coat open, revealing her undulating chest, standing upright, looking at Feng condescendingly. "If you think that Liangzi is a rough person, that I am not worthy of being your brother, and that Liangzi is not worthy of trust! I will let you see if my heart is red, and whether this blood can splash you ! My Liangzi would be able to exchange for the rebirth of a Dai Juncho once he died, that's worth it! Laozi willingly!" After talking, a dagger appeared in his right hand, and it slammed into his chest! Seeing that the full of blue blood will soak the world, a red heart will prove loyalty.
"Have you enough trouble? He stopped for a while!" Feng said sharply, and his hands were sharp. The dagger was grasped by his palms. Although the blood flow continued, it was difficult to move forward an inch. Feng slowly let go of his hand holding the dagger, and without looking at Liangzi, wiped his hand on his clothes, walked to the corner of the wall, and picked up the two jars of wine. Raising his hand, Ryoko caught the wine steadily.
Feng took the wine jar against the wind and gestured towards Ryoko. The latter naturally understood, slapped Kaifeng mud with one palm, raised the wine jar, and drank it to meet Feng's determined eyes! Feng Qian was a little reluctant, and stood staggeringly, "I, Feng. Dai Junchoi. In the rest of his life, there will be Liangzi as a brother. It is a great honor and luck! If the name of this Daijuncho needs your Liangzi's blood Come and wash, I'd rather not be this Daijunchie!" After talking, he skewed and fell to the ground again, but this time he was drunk.
"Happy! Not in vain to you and my brother! Me, Ryoko. Also make it clear here, as long as I have what you need, Ryoko, just take it! What a good head! Just take it! What a bloody blood is worth Sprinkle it!" Ryoko drank happily, without wearing any clothes, just sat down and looked at the drunk and bewildered Feng.
"Brother, you said that I knew the whole story a long time ago. Yes, I do know it. I knew it two years ago. It was accidental that such a beautiful girl fell in love with me, a poor boy, and opened a small bookstore in this city with me. Huh? Dai Junchou is so famous, she is not surprised to see all kinds of arrogant heroes. Is this unusual? Mr. Liang and I fought so fiercely. As my girlfriend, she was not assassinated and kidnapped. Was it negligence? That time, she disappeared for so long inexplicably, and when she came back, she said she was helping a friend. Will I believe it? There are always discrepancies in the intelligence these several times. Is it all accidental? The enemy's predictions are always surprisingly accurate. This is also a coincidence? Impossible. Although I don’t dare to boast about my talents, I’m at least acting on behalf of the king!” Feng said with excitement, his body trembled slightly, and his voice trembled. Two lines of tears flowed down suddenly, “but I Or a person! Ordinary person! I also have feelings and love! I am in love with Lin, knowing the danger, knowing that she is a spy, I still fall in love with her! What can I do? I dare not say every time I leave the mission I understand too much that I can’t let her know about many things. I have been procrastinating because I don’t know what to do! I can only fight against Mr. Liang while guarding Lin not to go too far. I am not a hero, I am a coward! Yes! Scum! I killed the ghost doctor ghost golden sheep, I let everyone take risks, and I let myself have a spy by my side. I am guilty!"
Feng suddenly picked up the dagger beside him, and a cold light appeared on the blade. Feng didn't even think about it, and plunged into his left hand! Blood was splashing, but Feng's face was relieved.
Ryoko reacted in a timely manner just now, it was like a shot on a dagger, avoiding all the meridians, and the dagger just passed through the flesh. Even though the blood flow continued, Ryoko didn't say a word, and calmly took out the styptic powder and needle thread from the guard of the dagger, helped Feng stitch up the wound, and then tore off his shirt and tightly bound it. In fact, Liangzi had a chance to hold the dagger just now, but Liangzi understood that only in this way would Feng be truly free. Self-harm was to seek forgiveness and the forgiveness of Guijinyang.
"Brother, I understand the suffering in your heart, and we all understand. What you shoulder is the burden of balancing the martial arts, what you practice throughout your life is the principle of benefiting the world, and what you have in your mind is the dream of the world. Your dream is so big that my brothers can’t fully understand it, but what I want is to help you share a part of the pressure. Even if Mount Tai overtakes the river, I am willing to stand by your side. As for whether we can win in the end, our end Where is it? I am afraid no one knows, and there is no need to know. You just need to understand that when you are frustrated, I will accompany you to drink; when you are frustrated, I will stand by your side. Lin found her liberation and practiced her morality, Our road is still very long. Our road is destined to be full of thorns. You are not wrong. It is everyone's right to pursue love. Lin is not wrong. It is the belief of soldiers to perform tasks. What is wrong is this world and this world! People’s values, the obliterated benevolence and kindness, are interests and power that blind the eyes of the world. Don’t blame yourself, cheer up!"
Liangzi slowly returned to the house with Feng in his arms, leaving a heroic tear on the wall. It was Feng's blood book.
Heroic tears
Hengdao fought against the sky for a hundred years, and the blood drink battlefield stayed awake at night.
Since ancient times, heroes have been lonely, tears shed the dust and laid a red face.
Take a toast and swig farewell to the Qing Dynasty, leave the red dust for leisure.
The green blood makes the heart-cooking wine, and the heart-cooking makes the country fresh.
Iron Horse Ice River enemy chieftain, fame and dung talking and laughing.
The eagle has inherited the ambition of the hungry eagle, and is standing on the top of the mountain, watching the common people.
Just ask where the strong man will go, cold fishing alone by the yellow spring.