Chapter 362

She shook her arms and cried to the sky, "I've been a soldier for a lifetime."

Her back is carved in the golden sunset, with a clear silhouette.

Feng Zhiwei no longer spoke, looked up at the woman's strong and vigorous back, eyes moist and bright, a long smile.

"I have another idea." Hua Qiong yelled, and gathered to her side with great interest. "Your mother's Huofeng army was a detachment of women. It originated in Southern Fujian and reached the peak of the battle with Yin Zhiliang in Xiliang. After Yin Zhiliang was beaten back, your mother was taken back to Beijing, and the Huofeng army was disbanded. Although most of the women said that most of them should have married and had children, there must be a lot of nostalgia for the old master's military career You must know that people who are used to soldiers may not be able to get used to it when they return to ordinary people. There must be many people who are looking forward to carrying guns and mounting horses to continue the iron and blood biography. These veterans who have been fighting for a long time are very precious. I want to go to southern Fujian and gather these people back together. "

Feng Zhiwei stares at her and says slowly for a long time: "you should be careful."

"It needs your help." Hua Qiong waved her hand and said indifferently, "you give me something about your mother. I'll take it and make people laugh. After you go back to the court, the reconstruction of the Huofeng army also needs you to advocate at the right time. Zhiwei, I don't do anything. I just hope to fight for the next world in Southern Fujian. In the future, when you are most difficult or in need, it will be your retreat."

Only hope to fight for the next piece of heaven and earth, the future will become your retreat.

There are people in this world who are willing to devote their whole life to pave the way for you to escape when you turn back.

There is a kind of promise that does not need to be determined, but it is so heavy that people can't speak and just want to cry.

Phoenix know micro head to the sky, nose long acid.

A long time later, she took out a hairpin in her arms and handed it to Hua Qiong without saying anything.

She was not told that this was the last relic of Mrs. Feng. Many of the jewelry in the past had been sold out at the most difficult time.

"I'll keep it for you." Hua Qiong repeatedly looked at the elegant hairpin and carefully put it away.

They looked at each other with a smile and said nothing more.

At dusk, the wind on the grassland is cool, but the heart is hot.

Hua Qiong occasionally looks at Feng Zhiwei, and Zong Chen Feng remembers it. She tells them secretly that Hua Qiong feels that it's not a bad thing in her heart. Ning Yi is not wrong. Feng Zhiwei's heart is the most painful, not only the sacrifice of Mrs. Feng, but also the betrayal of her first lover. This is the biggest harm to a woman. But she also thinks that if all of them are sealed off Isn't it better? Unfortunately, Feng knew that she was too smart. Once she really had a blank, she would go for it. Instead, she would make a mistake. Instead, Zong Chen adjusted her memory after the operation, and at the very least avoided the pain of betrayal in her heart.

But, the heart incomparably powerful knowledge micro, her memory, really can seal?

Hua Qiong looks at Feng Zhiwei's eyes, and smiles bitterly. For Feng Zhiwei, no one dares to say that he is sure.

When the moon rose, accompanied by a wisp of smoke, Hua Qiong saw someone coming from afar, a golden monkey on two shoulders and a baby in one arm.

She laughed and asked, "knowing that it is a living Buddha, do you really want to go with you?"

"I'm not going to take it." Fengzhi frowned slightly, with a headache expression, "it's Xiaogu who must go with me. He knows that he must go with Xiaogu. Fortunately, huzhuo living Buddha had a precedent of paying homage to the imperial capital in his early years. Let's take this reason to make a fool of it. It's OK to gradually fade away the interference of divine power, and when Helian's royal power is stable, he can do whatever he wants."

Hua Qiong sighed, thinking that the poor king, the imperial concubine came to the grassland and established a stable royal power for him. After all, he would go back to the treacherous imperial capital. As a king, he could never follow his son. No wonder recently, the Golden Lion King was so anxious and depressed that he turned around fighting cocks all day long.

Of course, this also has something to do with Jiarong Meimei. The woman was brought back by Ning Yi and refused to return to Beijing with Ning Yi. However, she was surrounded by Helian. Helian had already had enough of Meiduo's sufferings. She could not accept any beauty's favor, and it would be very disturbing to hide.

Meiduo has been missing since the meeting with he Lianzheng, but now there are only seven babiao left, who are searching for her all day long with a knife. Dapeng is dead in her hand. This revenge can't be ignored. Meiduo's life, even if it can live long, must be vagrant.

Feng Zhiwei looks at the approaching young master Gu, smiles and pulls Hua Qiong to meet him.

Master Gu covered her shoulder with a cloak in his hand.

A group of people walked back and heard the sound of he Lianzheng when they were bypassing a sandbag.

"I don't eat this!"

Then there was Jiarong's voice, gentle and gentle, not crying or retreating, "then try this, scallion oil cake..."

"No onion!"

"There are also fried buns..." Jiarong is not discouraged.

"Steamed buns are steamed buns. Why do you want to fry them when you are full?"

King Helian learned a lesson, and from then on, he decided not to make a show of love to any woman except Feng Zhiwei

Feng Zhiwei looks at the sky in silence.It's a long way to go. Miss Jiarong, take care of it.

She was smiling, bypassing the sandbag. She was going to say hello, but she didn't want to embarrass the king.

On the other side of the sandbag, he Lianzheng didn't go any further and didn't come forward to say hello to fengzhiwei. He put his hand on the sandbag and didn't listen to Jiarong's chattering behind him. He just listened to the footsteps of her leaving.

It's good to listen to the footstep for a moment.

In this life, all people are experiencing parting, long and short, depending on each other. How many times did he sneer at this? Only now did he realize that the original literary and scholarly books did not have any literary mistakes. That's another, he was deeply enchanted.

Enchanted to life fearless, he could not step out at this moment, to calmly bid farewell to her.

He was afraid that he would see the eyes and blurt out the words he begged her to leave. He was not afraid that he would harvest a disappointed answer. He was only afraid that he was not conscious enough to embarrass her.

He pinched his fingers into the sand pile, and the rough sand and stone broke into powder in the palm. In the hot pain, he always pressed the parting haze heavily, and seemed to get a relief.

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