Changsheng: Traveling through trees, I create an immortal dynasty

That's right, she is Zhou Ping, and they were 14 years old this year.

In the following days, the two would practice swords by the lake almost every day. During contact, Chen Feng knew that this girl was called Zhou Ping, and she was the daughter of the new city lord.

It's just that Zhou Ping's mother passed away when she was very young, and her father gave birth to a second son and gave birth to several younger brothers, so she was left out in the cold.

The life experiences of the two are quite similar, they share the same illness, and have many common topics.

But the young Chen Feng had a cold personality, most of the time it was Zhou Ping who was talking and he was listening.

Normally, the two of them were just practicing swords.

Until one day, Zhou Ping suddenly didn't come to practice swords, and Chen Feng felt as if there was a void in his heart, and he was not in a good state all day.

The second day, the third day...

On the fourth day, Chen Feng began to become manic, and the image of Zhou Ping could not get rid of in his mind. This feeling was terrible.

Chen Feng asked someone to inquire about the news, and learned that Zhou Ping was ill and was recuperating at home.

So, relying on his father's thin noodles, Chen Feng went to the Zhou Mansion to take a peek at Zhou Ping.

Lying on the hospital bed, Zhou Ping sat up happily the moment she saw Chen Feng: "Did you come to see me?"

"No, I just want to ask why you haven't come recently." Chen Feng didn't dare to look Zhou Ping directly.

After speaking, the two sat quietly for a while.

A girl who has not been out of the court and a strange man cannot be in the same room. Although this world is not as harsh on women as Lan Xing's ancient times, it is not good.

Not long after, Chen Feng left the Zhou Mansion. The two seemed to have said nothing, but they seemed to have talked a lot.

Chen Feng walked out of the Zhou Mansion with his palms on his chest.

Fast heartbeat.

In about three days, Zhou Ping recovered from her illness, went to the lake to find Chen Feng, picked up her own branch and said, "Okay, I'm here again."

Chen Feng watched her recovering from a serious illness, and couldn't help but frown: "The illness is not cured yet, what are you doing here?"

"What's the matter, you hate me?" Zhou Ping ran to Chen Feng and stared at him intently——

The clear eyes are black and white, and under the transparent sunlight, you can see the thin fluff on the rosy cheeks.

Chen Feng missed a beat in his heart, turned his face away, and whispered: "No."

At this time, Chen Feng still didn't understand what liking was, but he just felt that this girl was extraordinarily beautiful.

……

……

In winter, heavy snow falls, and the city is full of silver clothes.

When the lake was frozen, Chen Feng and Zhou Ping played on it and built many snowmen together.

That day, the two of them didn't go home until dusk. Before they parted, the sky was gloomy, and in the dream of snow and twilight, Zhou Ping breathed out and stopped Chen Feng: "Hey! Wait a minute..."

Chapter 36 The Regret That Couldn't Be Speak Out

"what happened?"

"I ask you a question, you answer me."

Chen Feng nodded: "Ask."

Zhou Ping took a deep breath, Chen Feng remembered it clearly, she was wrapped in snow-white velvet, her nose was a little red from the cold, looking at herself, Zhou Ping whispered: "Do you... like me?"

The moment these words were said, the two looked at each other. Zhou Ping's long eyelashes were covered with white frost, and his eyes flinched a little.

The atmosphere changed instantly.

like?

As soon as the word came out, Chen Feng felt his brain buzzing and his heart beating wildly. He really wanted to nod, but now he didn't dare to.

Once his father passed away, he and his mother would most likely be kicked out. At that time, he would be a homeless dog. How could he be worthy of being the daughter of the city lord?

There are other responsibilities on his shoulders.

He cannot be responsible to this girl until this responsibility is fulfilled.

Seemingly seeing Chen Feng's hesitation, Zhou Ping's gaze changed from hopeful to sad, and finally smiled: "I see, bye, see you tomorrow."

Zhou Ping turned to leave. The moment she turned her head, Chen Feng seemed to see his eyes were red.

The cold wind blew on my face, which hurt a little.

it's dark.

Time to go home.

Chen Feng finally went back to his home. Coincidentally, a big event happened that night - his father who had been bedridden died!

His father died while Chen Feng's mother was taking care of him. His death was miserable, as if he had been poisoned. Therefore, the whole family turned their attention to their mother and son.

"Okay, murdering your own husband is vicious!"

In the Chen residence.

The second aunt looked at her mother aggressively, and said on the spot that she would be arrested by the nearby yamen servants.

All of a sudden, Chen Feng's mother was completely panicked.

It was already tacitly understood that Second Aunt had someone in the yamen. Anyone with a discerning eye could see what was going on, but they all silently agreed.

Who made their mother and son powerless?

On the spot, Chen Feng's mother shouted that she was wronged, knelt down and kowtowed, proving her innocence, her forehead was broken.

But this is obviously a well-planned scheme, how can Second Aunt let it go, he is aggressive and wants to kill Chen Feng's mother for another.

Chen Feng was burning with anger, the hand holding the sword was trembling, his mother knelt there begging for mercy in a low voice, but the second aunt didn't show any sign of moving, this was completely trying to kill two birds with one stone and put them to death.

The anger burned Chen Feng's reason.

Picking up the sword in his hand, Chen Feng killed someone for the first time.

This sword is clean and neat.

When a head fell to the ground, everyone present screamed piercingly.

Blood spurted out, extremely warm.

Chen Feng didn't feel scared, but he was extremely happy. He continued to pick up his sword and stab at all the people who had bullied him - so those noble aunts screamed like pigs, and ran to the outside world desperately go.

Chen Feng killed three people this time, and the rest ran too fast.Picking up his mother, the two escaped in the winter night, but they didn't escape very far, and others chased after them. Chen Feng's mother told Chen Feng to run quickly, and stayed behind to drag those people back.

The last thing Chen Feng's mother said to him was: "Run, run! Run to the outer city! Live well!"

Chen Feng couldn't stop crying while running.

He knew very clearly that everything was gone.

I will have no home in the future.

Chen Feng finally managed to escape and ran to another city. He also had a goal in life - revenge!

But his skills were not in place, and he was just a 14-year-old boy, who was wandering and suffering along the way.

Just when he was in despair, the appearance of a man brought him light—a man with one arm and a broken sword on his back, full of vigor and vigor.

He took Chen Feng in and changed his face.

He also has another name, Zhao Fangzheng.

Zhao Fangzheng's talent is average, and he has no relationship with cultivating immortals, but he worked hard and learned real kung fu from Zhao Ling. After practicing martial arts for four years, his internal energy is strong, far superior to ordinary people.

And in the past four years, he never let go of the hatred in his heart... because of those bitches, his family is ruined now, and his mother must have been tortured to death.

Also because of these sluts, he never saw that girl again and said he liked her.

Zhao Fangzheng hated that he was weak back then, and could only kill three, but now, he insisted on killing all of them.

In the spring of the fifth year, Zhao Fangzheng asked Zhao Ling for a sword, saying that he wanted revenge, and Zhao Ling readily agreed.

Holding the sword, Zhao Fangzheng returned to the small town.

This time, he made a careful plan to kill those whores and fly away.

When he set foot in this small town again, the first place Zhao Fangzheng went to was the lakeside—the vicissitudes of life. In five years, this place has changed too much.

The familiar gazebo is still there, and the past emerges before my eyes.

That year was sunny and the grass was growing. He practiced sword with her here. Five years later, there was no one here, only the warm wind remained.

If there were no such things... If the two of them were just ordinary people, they must be married by now, right?

Unfortunately, no if...

In the past few days, Zhao Fangzheng did not act immediately, but inquired about the news.

Knowing that his mother was indeed executed.

Now the ones I want to avenge are my two remaining aunts and the moths in the yamen.

In addition, he also learned a few news.

Zhou Ping waited for herself for three years.

From 14 to 17 years old, from dawn to dusk, she would often pick up the willow branches she taught her, and she would often say her name.

The lady of the city lord seemed to be ill. She talked in her sleep all day long, built half of the snowman, wrote half of her name, and was insane for a while.

She thought she didn't like her, so she didn't see her on purpose.

She was tortured crazy by lovesickness, and she cried several times.

Fortunately, when she was 17 years old, she finally learned that Chen Feng had killed someone and was now running around, otherwise, she might not be able to get out again.

In addition, she doesn't like swords at all, and she doesn't like practicing swords. What she likes, from the beginning to the end, is herself!

Zhao Fangzheng's eyes were moist. If he did it again, in that evening, he might hug her tightly.

That sentence will not be stuck in my heart for so long.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Zhou Ping got married and had a new life. She should be a mother soon.

Chapter 37 Forget Me

Zhao Fangzheng laughed at himself.

What followed went very well.

Zhao Fangzheng is highly skilled in martial arts, and if he sneaks in, he will be killed with one blow... Seeing those enemies lying on the ground in the past, he felt that the shackles of hatred on his back were constantly disappearing.

After killing people, it was handled very cleanly, and no one would check on him for a while.

Zhao Fangzheng wanted to set up a tomb for his mother, but found that he didn't have any of his mother's belongings, so he gave up and kowtowed to the place where his mother left.

Before leaving, Zhao Fangzheng still wanted to see Zhou Ping.

Even if you take a look at it from a distance.

He knew that once he left, he would never have the chance to meet again in this life...

So, he asked someone to find out where Zhou Ping is now. That day, he stood at the door and looked into the courtyard... This is a big family, life should be good, maybe now Zhou Ping has forgotten herself.

Five years have passed, even if it is profound, it has been washed away by time.

Zhao Fang thought exactly so, but this point of view obviously couldn't explain why he was standing here.

One day, Zhao Fangzheng met Zhou Ping.

From a distance, I saw Zhou Ping pushing the door out. She has grown up and is thinner than when she was a child, but her facial features are still very delicate, but her mental state is not very good.

It also seems that the two have a tacit understanding.

When Zhao Fang was looking at Zhou Ping, Zhou Ping also raised her eyes to see him, and their gazes intertwined for a moment.

It's just that Zhao Fangzheng's eyes were a little more complicated this time, while Zhou Ping's eyes were full of surprise, then surprise, and even some doubts about her own eyes.

Recognized?

Zhao Fangzheng turned around and left.