Mountains and seas can be flat

Si Zuoguan felt that Fang Zheng's words made sense, "Since Patriarch Fang thinks there is a problem, what are you going to do?" Isn't that denying the king?I regret asking.

Fortunately, Fang Zheng didn't reveal it, and just changed the subject with a smile, "Let's not talk too much today. I still have some things to deal with with the 'caravan' in Qinglongling. I hope to see you again soon." From the old minister's cautious attitude It can be seen that the heat is still bad.Just plant the seeds.

"Welcome." Si Zuoguan bowed to Fang Zheng with a staff in diplomatic etiquette.

Fang Zheng went to greet the people of Qinglongling, but he was relieved and surprised to see that the warriors from Qinglongling who were disguised as the masses mixed together with the people Xia Zhu came to help without any barriers, and they were celebrating Lian Zifeng .A group of them even lifted Lian Zifeng into the air.Lian Zifeng also let them make trouble and laughed together.

Joy is contagious.This is the first time Zifeng feels loved and praised by so many people.Among the Chinese people, he is the one who administers punishment, and the people must be in awe of him.He has also always been a virtue who is impatient with dealing with others.Earlier in the days of warriors, they were rarely surrounded by eagerness. Although there was not much pure appreciation or care, it was more competition and even vigilance. Besides, one of the qualities that warriors were taught was not to fluctuate their emotions too much.

Like this, it was the first time to be praised and admired, to be warmed up and surrounded by groups.Those people were not at all intimidated by his strength or his shaped half-wing, but spontaneously praised and marveled.Disputes about "can I touch the feathers" and argue with each other loudly.Zifeng felt a warm current filling his heart... It turns out that this kind of happiness still exists in the world, it's so amazing... I'm not used to it at all...

Fang Zheng watched Zifeng revealing the pure joy of a 19-year-old boy after gaining a sense of accomplishment, and was moved with a touch of bitterness—the worldly fireworks that should normally be experienced are so rare for Zifeng.Back then, he had only cared for him under the normal three-dimensional view, Zifeng regarded himself as a savior, and since then he has firmly grasped himself as a driftwood.In this tragic and twisted world, how many people are like Zifeng?Many people were even more miserable than Zifeng.

Fang Zheng walked over and suggested, "Let's have a 'bonfire party' to celebrate at night? It just happened to be observed overnight, whether the new dredged river is stable or not." Another selfishness is to continue this kind of happiness, to warm Zifeng heart. "Everyone, go and collect the remaining wood and rocks nearby, burn the bonfire, and go hunt some prey." Those people cheered even louder.Although most of them were Xiazhu people, they didn't think there was anything wrong with Fang Zheng's natural ordering.Seeing in the eyes of the senior official of Na Sizuo, he only secretly sighed, if God's will is really there, it must be...

"Bonfire party?" Everyone was busy preparing for it immediately.Fang Zheng walked to the side of Gao Gang where there were few people, and called the little spirit.The little spirit's body regained its lightness and slenderness. After taking the jade beads out of the city, it first went to the Qinglongling contact point and hid the jade beads in a safe place.The old man and the baby that Zifeng asked them to take care of were also there.The reception point is located in the dense forest in the mountains.Fang Zheng asked Lingyu to pass on the news, and asked the left-behind intelligence liaison officers to be vigilant.

With great difficulty, Zifeng escaped from the cheers and climbed halfway up the mountain to find Fang Zheng, but he couldn't find Bei, "Brother Zheng!" All the voices with high emotions rose up, and he hugged Fang Zheng.Fang Zheng sat on the ground and was almost thrown down by him. Zifeng's wings wrapped around Fang Zheng's shoulders.Fang Zheng only felt as if he was embraced by a large fluffy and warm dog in the green gauze tent.

They were on the hill, and people below could rarely see them, and Zifeng's wings basically covered them tightly.

"Xiao Feng, please be happy, you see, other people can also be very good." Fang Zheng stroked Zifeng's head.

"Well, although brother Zheng is the best. But I'm really happy."

"Does it still hurt?" Fang Zheng touched Zifeng's completely scabbed severed arm and wing junction with concern, and the scar had begun to harden.He also remembered that Zifeng would sometimes feel uncomfortable before, unable to suppress the surging anger in his heart, and when Zifeng took him to fly, he also pulled some out.

Zifeng shook his head, "It doesn't hurt now." He even slapped it twice in a high-flying manner, "I'm starting to like it."

The giant bonfire was lit, and the air was mixed with the smell of steam and barbecue.The sparks at the top of the flame floated into the air, bursting into flames.The people below laughed and sang and danced.The bonfire on the ground is so bright that it hinders the moon and stars.In the clear dark black sky, the galaxy is as bright as a sky.

"It was also under such a starry sky at the beginning. Brother Zheng told me the first story. I remember it clearly. Moose horns..." Zifeng turned over and tried to lean on Fang Zheng's shoulder cautiously. Seeing that Fang Zheng did not avoid it , to get on comfortably.Instead of a hand, the wing waved towards the blue sky, and a few feathers that fell off naturally rolled into the air, "I still want to listen to brother Zheng's storytelling."

Such beautiful scenery on a good day reminded Fang Zheng of the first time when he met, Zifeng gave him two peony seeds, which was more gentle than gestures to tell him not to cry.Fang Zheng smiled lightly, "Okay, let's tell a story about the Milky Way. Have you seen the two stars on both sides of the Milky Way? They are called the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. They were originally a pair of lovers who were separated on both sides of the river. You can only meet once. When you meet, all the magpies will build a bridge across the Milky Way. But it can only last for one day. They will be reunited one day a year."

Zifeng's focus was a little bit off, "Why did you ask Magpie to build the bridge and Zhu Luan to fly over?"

"They don't have your skills." Fang Zheng smiled helplessly, "Do you know why I want to tell you this story?"

"Because they are pitiful?" Zifeng guessed.

"It's pitiful. But it's more than that. There are so many beautiful feelings in the world. Xiaofeng, you understand a little more today. There is another kind called steadfastness." Fang Zheng's heart moved at that time, dispelling the inexplicable uneasiness, "It's called 'Two If love lasts for a long time, how can it be in the morning and evening'."

"What do you mean?" Zifeng didn't understand.

"As long as two people are unswerving and cherish each other, there is no need to be afraid of parting, and there is no need to be greedy for reunion."

Zifeng blinked, although he was very moved, he still murmured, "But... I just want to be with brother Zheng every day. I don't like to part with brother Zheng either."

Fang Zheng shook his head, "Little fool, it seems that you travel far to take on a mission, it's not parting."

——What is parting?

——The last time you did not return as scheduled, that is the parting in the world.

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After a night of observation, the river flow is normal.Fang Zheng also brought the "caravan" back to the reception point.The samurai in charge of communication received a message from the parrot, "Boss, something is wrong in Yanglun City. All the armored soldiers guarding the gate have withdrawn. Now it is empty. But the two brothers who were sent into Yanglun City to inquire about the news Never came back."

Fang Zheng nodded, "Understood, don't act rashly. Try to contact with the bird first. Let me see."

The samurai was a little puzzled, what do you mean by "wait for me to see?" The patriarch Fang can directly use clairvoyance to see the scene of Yanglun City more than ten miles away?Or ask the angel with wings to visit?But this morning Lian Zifeng didn't know where he flew.The samurai said, "Then what else do I need to prepare?"

This is the difference between the warriors of Qinglongling and Xia Zhu's army.The latter will only follow unconditionally and blindly, and will not dare to ask more questions and will not take the initiative.But even if Fang Zheng did have some extraordinary means, the warriors in Qinglongling did not rely on him unconditionally.Under Fang Zheng's subtle guidance, they all engraved their own decisions into the code of conduct.

"Explore the retreat. We have to prepare with both hands." Fang Zheng ordered the warrior.

Fang Zheng called out the white mist with concentration, thinking about the situation in Yanglun City.A big "Weiji" hexagram radiates golden light in the mist.In the spreading humid haze, Fang Zheng was surprised to see that Pang Meng was on the high steps in front of the White Jade Palace, announcing loudly that he and Princess Badian would be in charge of Xiazhu state affairs during this period.Xia Zhongkang claimed that he was not sick.

Fang Zheng's heart shuddered, did Pang Meng finally figured it out and killed Xia Zhongkang?But he has worked hard for the Xia family for decades, and now he suddenly does such a thankless and unplanned thing, the resistance is so great, it doesn't seem like there is a plan to usurp the throne.Could it be that Xia Zhongkang died suddenly?

Fang Zheng continued to look at the screen, and the armored soldiers from all over the city defense were being called in batches. Pang Meng also announced that he would be in charge of the armored army until a new commander was elected during the special period.However, a group of core warriors of the Kai Conscript Army refused to accept and started a riot. They seemed to be loudly reprimanding Pang Meng for taking the opportunity to grab power and want to take all Xia Zhu's army into his possession.The number of the Flying Badger Army is already very large, how can Peng Meng take over the armored army again, and Suo Lan is not dead, so why can't he come back? It's not because of Peng Meng's selfishness.

The Si Zuoguan and other officials who had dredged the river by the Yellow River with Fang Zheng were also questioning.They insisted that Xia Zhongkang come forward, even if he was seriously ill, it would be good to bring him out for everyone to have a look at.Si Pingguan also yelled at Pang Meng: "Back then we were not afraid of Taikang killing twelve ministers. Today you have the ability to kill all the people on this step! If the king is dead, don't hide it from us, we can always discuss it." There's a way-"

Pang Meng sighed, "It's different." There was a bit of helplessness in that tone.

The Siping officer was spraying foam fiercely, and Pang Meng's sharp arrow was shot out in an instant, so fast that most people didn't even have time to see it clearly.Si Ping was a civil servant, and the conversation stopped abruptly. The diarrhoea ran through his chest, and the blood stained the platinum robes of the people in charge of the five elements. The old cane in his hand fell to the ground with a thump, and he immediately swallowed his breath.

"Anyway, sooner or later." Pang Mengyuan was 20 meters away, not a drop of blood spattered on his body, his voice was cold, and he looked around the shocked and even more angry faces, "I really have the ability to kill everyone on this step. Maybe It would be better for you to die at my hands. Whatever you like, do as you please."

"What the hell is going on—! What's going on!" Whether it was the veterans, the excited warriors in front of the steps, or even the people surrounding the crowd below, there was no doubt and heartbreak.They don't understand.But Peng Meng also lost the sense of overall control with his teeth and claws domineering, and he seemed to be numb with a sense of despondency.

Suddenly a graceful figure jumped to the highest place of the Gesang petals in the White Jade Palace, which was the highest place in Yanglun City except for the statues of the Four Witch Spirits.Now everyone can see it.It was Solan, her face was very pale and haggard, she must have forcibly used some drugs to strengthen her physique.She hoarsely shouted at everyone: "...Go! Leave Yang Lun! Run—!"

However, before she had time to explain, Pang Meng shot straight at her when he saw this, three shots in one string at first.The arrow moves as fast as a poisonous dragon.Solan drew out the round jade blade to block it with agility.Peng Meng immediately set up five more arrows and shot them, but Suo Lan tried his best to block them.At this moment, one of them is standing on the white jade steps, and the other is standing on the top of the five-petalled round wheel, with a distance of about 50 meters between them.The arrow is less than half a second in range.And in the blink of an eye, life and death of the eight arrows have been brushed away.The two commanders of the legion have never publicly competed in martial arts, and it is difficult to distinguish for a while.

The surrounding area exploded, what made Solan not hesitate to warn?The armored samurai even stepped forward with a knife to help her.But they couldn't enter the battle circle where the two masters competed.Solan could not stop vomiting blood while fighting back, her pinched acupoints were not healed.Medicines have side effects.In addition, the matter of Xia Zhongkang was really heartbreaking.Even so, she still wants to spread the news as much as possible to tell everyone the danger... Xia Zhongkang has been dragged into Jinluan, and I don't know when that inhuman and weird "abandoned king" will come back.The men in black must not treat human beings as human beings.Needless to say, Pang Meng and Princess Badian, who are temporarily regents, are not good things in her opinion.Terrible and tragic things will surely happen to the people of Yanglun.And she can't do anything, even if she calls like this, how many people can really obey and leave?

If only Fang Zheng had the ability to instigate... Fang Zheng would be fine if he knew, Suo Lan felt a severe pain in his heart, and he could save those people.

"Run?" After all, Pang Meng gradually gained the upper hand and threatened, "Where did you tell them to run? The melting pot of the whole world, the cauldron of heaven and earth. It doesn't make any difference if you die a moment earlier or a moment later. Besides, no one listens to you." Yes. What you're doing makes no sense."

Solan wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound because of the blood that kept pouring into his throat from his belly, so he could only do his best to block the increasingly fierce arrows.When Pengmeng is the most, he can shoot six arrows.Although he didn't practice Yijun's unique skill of Seven Stars Lianzhu.But he was very experienced and the pressure he gave was terrible.Solan's hair was all messed up, and his chin was all red, which meant that the hand holding the knife could still remain stable and accurate.She couldn't speak, she glanced around from the corner of her eye, even her closest fighters didn't flee, they just wanted to find a chance to help her.She was annoyed and in pain, but she couldn't make a sound.

This game probably won't go well.Anyway, she didn't want to live.Xia Zhongkang's resolute abandonment during the banquet that day made Suo Lan wonder why he was alive all these years.But in the end, she couldn't let go completely, but she no longer knew what she was worried about. Even if she eavesdropped on the man in black's ambition and threat, she couldn't save Xia Zhongkang.I really don't know what else to do.Only to persuade others to flee quickly.This is impossible to achieve, she will soon be killed by Fengmeng, a veteran of the three dynasties, Yijun Gaotu...

Fang Zheng frowned, seeing the critical situation from the fog, he couldn't help but want to interfere.Seeing Suo Lan's face with a hidden will to die, he couldn't help calling out in the fog: "Don't die!"

Fang Zheng didn't expect to be able to intervene successfully, and this thing works sometimes and sometimes doesn't work.But Solan really trembled all over and looked around, coughing a big mouthful of blood as if wondering, "Fang Zheng?" How could it be that he heard Fang Zheng's voice?

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows, did his voice come in again?He hurriedly called out a few more times, "Soran! Survive! Escape!"

"Fang Zheng?"

Hearing her whispering Fang Zheng, Peng Meng sneered and said, "I'm going to die and I'm still thinking about it. It seems that there is an affair? I still remember that you killed a lot of Qinglongling warriors in the intelligence, are you willing to let you surrender?"

Suo Lan ignored Pang Meng, suspecting that he was a hallucination of being seriously injured, coughing up blood intermittently, and could still make mouth shapes without gathering voices, but unfortunately no one except Fang Zheng could understand, "You promised to answer me a question— —Will you save them?"

Fang Zheng sighed heavily, and said forcefully in the mist, "—I have a condition, and I will trade with you. You must escape alive, and you must live to atone for my Chinese. Only in this way will I save them!"

"It's a deal." Solan swallowed back blood, and a trace of it trickled down the corner of his smiling mouth.She turned over and fell to the high platform of the palace, and scratched with the round jade blade to make a crisp sound of broken jade and cracked stones. Beside the traces that spread all the way were flying jade blood and dust.