When Feng Shaojin received the news from Feng Yichen, he had just returned from the battlefield, covered in dust and blood, and had no time to treat the wound, so he led people to rush to rescue Feng Muyun.

When we arrived at the destination, it was a courtyard in the suburbs, similar to a farm.

It looks extremely simple from the outside, but only after entering the fence, do you realize how magnificent the inside is.

Looking inside, one could tell that it was the traces left by the two sides' vicious fight. There were several corpses lying in the yard, with blood flowing all over the ground. The further you went in, the worse the situation became.

Feng Shaojin quickly walked through the lobby and entered the inner courtyard, and saw Feng Yichen hugging the dying Feng Muyun, holding a golden needle in his hand, and stabbing Feng Muyun's acupuncture points covered in blood.

Standing on the steps, Feng Shaojin felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen.

The cold wind blows, and the coldness rushes up from the soles of the feet, rushing straight into the head, and the whole person feels like falling into an ice cellar.

Not far from the other side lay the dead body of He Changqing, his whole body was sieved by bullet holes, and his blood was drained dry.

Feng Shaojin was dressed in military uniform, his black cloak rattled by the majestic north wind, and his hands hanging by his side clenched into fists.

Taking a deep breath, he quickly walked down the stairs and stood in front of Feng Yichen.

As the shadow fell, Feng Yichen raised his head, and when he saw the person coming, the emotions he had been holding back suddenly collapsed.

"Brother!" Feng Yichen's eyes suddenly turned red: "Father is about to die, what should we do? Brother died at the hands of the Dongyang people, and mother died at the hands of the Dongyang people and the He family.

Father Marshal is about to die at the hands of the Dongyang people and the He family.

He family, Dongyang people, I have a mortal hatred with you! "

Feng Shaojin squatted down and forced himself to calm down.

He put his finger under Feng Muyun's breath, "Father commander still has a breath, can he wake up?"

Feng Yichen shook his head: "I don't know."

Feng Shaojin's heart sank, something that even Feng Yichen couldn't guarantee, must be more ominous than ominous.

He hugged Feng Muyun and asked, "Have everyone been dealt with here?"

"Yeah." Feng Yichen was helped up by the guards, his legs were numb like wood, and he followed behind Feng Shaojin dully, blaming himself: "If I hide those documents, how much will it be if I don't let him see them?" good?"

Feng Shaojin hugged Feng Muyun and walked out without saying a word.

The guards had collected materials locally and pulled a carriage from the yard.

Feng Shaojin put Feng Muyun into the carriage, then supported Feng Yichen to get into the carriage, sat in by himself, and asked in a deep voice, "What did the commander-in-chief say before he fell into a coma?"

"It means that he is finally worthy of the Feng family's army, and also the people in the south." The successive blows have made Feng Yichen defeated and turned into a person in a deep quagmire.

He covered his face with his hands, and kept repenting: "Brother, my mother's death was caused by my lack of care, and my father became like this because of my carelessness.

I am a sinner, I deserve to die, I indirectly killed them. "

Feng Shaojin looked at him quietly, and said in a calm voice, "It's none of your business, there are too many things in a person's life that cannot be controlled.

You don't have to carry it all on yourself. "

At the end, there was a slight trill in his calm tone.

Relatives left one after another, and Feng Yichen was on the verge of losing control, he suddenly raised his head, fixedly stared at the suppressed and forbearing Feng Shaojin, and asked with bloodshot eyes: "Brother, will you leave me one day too? "

He is the youngest young master of the Feng family. He is highly talented, has good medical skills, and is not interested in power. He has been reckless since childhood and grew up smoothly.

He missed the happy family reunion in the past very much.

He was too afraid of the end, he was left alone...