The two stayed in the dilapidated house for one night, and early the next morning, Zhong Ion shared dry food with Feng Ninghan, and after eating, they embarked on the journey to Junshan.

The scene on this road is extremely desolate and miserable, and there are countless corpses lying on the side of the road. All of these corpses have been beheaded, and the wounds are smooth and the wounds of decapitated heads are exactly the same as those in the dilapidated house. No need to guess, Zhong Ionlan knows it It must be Feng Ninghan's actions.

"What do you see me doing?"

"Ah...hehe, no, it's just a little admirable. It's amazing that you can escape from this pile of things safely at your age."

Feng Ninghan looked ahead and walked unhurriedly, and asked, "You said I am this age, so what age are you?"

"I just performed the weak crown ceremony, and I am twenty today."

"Oh...that is indeed older than me, I am 15 years old."

"You are good at kung fu, who taught you?" Zhong Ionlan continued to ask.

Feng Ninghan didn't shy away from Zhong Ionlan asking so many questions, on the contrary, he was so happy that someone talked to him so much, but the happiness was hidden in his heart and didn't show on his face at all.

"My father."

"Your father must be a master of martial arts, but you have to go to Mocheng in such a small time, so don't worry about your father?"

Feng Ninghan had some sadness on his face, but his tone didn't fluctuate much, and he replied lightly, "He passed away."

"Uh...sorry."

"fine."

"Then why did you travel thousands of miles to Mocheng to participate in the martial arts conference?"

Feng Ninghan stopped walking and looked back at Zhong Ionlan, then turned her head and continued walking, Zhong Ionlan thought that she had asked something she should not have asked, and was about to apologize when Feng Ninghan sighed slightly.

Feng Ninghan said, "The most common thing my father said to me was that my birth was meaningless. If it wasn't for my mother, he wouldn't have supported me. Sometimes I wonder if I'm really what he said. After his death, I left the valley where I have been living and went outside. I heard that the most meaningful and glorious thing is to win the position of the Lord of Wulin, so I want to realize it. To tell my father that maybe I'm not what he says I am."

Feng Ninghan spoke very plainly, but the more plainly he was, the more saddened the listeners would be for him.

"Then your mother didn't protect you when she saw your father treat you like this?"

Feng Ninghan didn't stop, and said, "My mother also passed away, and my father said that he died because he gave birth to me, so I think...he should hate me."

Zhong Ionlan's throat was stuck in his throat for a moment, he lamented that Feng Ninghan's life experience was so miserable, so there was a reason for his indifferent temperament and unreasonable way of dealing with things, no one is born like this...

"There is no such thing as meaningless when people live in this world, because they are special when they are born. Only with the belief of living and living this life completely, will you meet many people and things in your life. Whether it is good or bad, it is all life. Bai Yuncanggou, a snap of the fingers; mirror flowers, water moon, illusory, when you are pale and gray, look back on everything you have done in your life, but for two words-living. So why bother to entangle the meaning , maybe your coming brought pain to your father, but also because of your coming, it will bring happiness to others."

"Happiness... I have never brought happiness to anyone..."

Zhong Zilan walked in front of Feng Ninghan, and told the young man in front of him with a very certain tone, "Yes, either now or in the future."

Feng Ninghan looked directly into Zhong Ionlan's eyes, those eyes were like torches, burning his dusty heart with warmth.

Is it not now... is it the future...

"Let's go quickly and take you to find your uncle."

"..."

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