MTL - Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife-Chapter 1189 Yunxiao, Yunxiao! You haven't been able to save me after all.

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"No one can accompany you for a lifetime, child, you still have to finish your life after all."

Feng Zhaolian suddenly remembered a sentence that the father had said to him. At that time, he did not understand. After being made into a drug, the distorted psychology made him twist whatever he was doing, and whoever couldn’t listen, who He will be attacked close to him, but only Yun Xiao will not be rejected by him. It was a while, he only talked to Yunxiao, and only Yunxiao was a relative.

Now think about it, the father is right, no one can accompany him for a lifetime, and the road behind him always has to finish by himself.

but……

Feng Zhaolian pulled her lips and raised a bitter smile. How do people go on? The cloud that protected him at the moment was dead. He was a friend and even gave him a gun to defend himself. Feng Yu died, and the **** of the Dashun god, Xuan Tianhua, also died. It seems that all the people in the world who he still cares about are all dead. But Duanmu Anguo is still alive!

Feng Zhaolian gritted his teeth, holding his hands in the hands of Yun Xiao, who had no breath, and could not help but pick it up. The arm that Duanmu Anguo was unloaded quietly rested beside them, carrying all their hatred. Unfortunately, in the end it was just an arm. They tried their best and eventually failed to leave the old thief's life.

Feng Zhaolian is unwilling, but also knows that this is the limit that he can do. After all, only he and Yun Xiao are two people, and he is just a burden. If it is not to save him, Yun Xiao must be able to kill the Duanmu old thief and avenge his mother. Unfortunately, everything is too late now.

He suddenly began to regret that when Fengcheng was met at the entrance of Bincheng Dongcheng, he should accept Feng Yu's suggestion and borrow some people from Xuan Tianhua to follow him. It was a clever gimmick, even though he was in a slap in the face, even though he was clamoring for the banner of Xuan Tianhua, the gimmick could still guess the purpose of his trip. Feng Yuxi secretly gave him a gun, taught him how to use it, and told him to use his life to save his life when he encountered a crisis that could not be resolved.

However, he is too stupid, and his long-term pharmacy career has made his strength even worse than that of a woman, but even with a big arm, he will be embarrassed. This is the sequela of the drug. The soaking of the potions in those years is a waste of his life. It is not male or female, not yin and yang, and even many of the most basic things can't be done. The gun was in his hand, but he couldn’t beat the enemy’s vitality, wasting his heart’s mind.

The thing that Duanmu Anguo threw over was sealed by Zhaolian, and there was also a phoenix in the phoenix camp. It’s just that the grenade in Feng Yu’s house is better than the one thrown out by Duanmu Anguo. The shape is not the same, but the feeling of throwing it out is the same. The explosive force was too big, and his cloud Xiao was killed. He also blew up his last hope of killing Duanmu Anguo.

"Cloud Xiao, Yun Xiao!" He whispered, calling the brother who had been with him for too many years. "You know, I just saw Duanmu old thief, he ran over from us and broke a piece." Arms, all the way to the blood. When he ran over, he stepped on your foot, I can't push it away, you hurt? Yunxiao! Have you seen the milkmaid? Have you seen my father and mother? Yunxiao! Tell them that our deep hatred can’t be reported, and there’s no chance of killing Duanmu old thief. You go slower, wait for me...” He pulled his lips and pulled out a Blood comes.

The five internal organs suddenly cramped, and the blood could not control up. Feng Zhaolian holding Yunxiao's arms without strength, gradually loosened, so let Yunxiao's body buckle on his body. He suddenly wanted to cry, but he didn't even have the strength to cry. The blood that was constantly pouring out of his mouth rushed out of his mouth. In a little while, he dyed a piece of land.

"Cloud Xiao! You haven't been able to save me after all. How sad it is. I still lived up to your life and didn't survive. However, Yunxiao, I can't live well, but I can Come with you to die, go to see the mother, go to see the father and mother. Yun Xiao, you wait for me."

Feng Zhaolian’s eyes are about to close, and the sky above the head is getting thinner and thinner, leaving only a shallow seam.

When Tongcheng knew that Zhou Tianping arrived, he saw two people lying in the corner of the ruined East Wall City. It was the guy named and his guard. Tian Ping hurried forward, and asked him at the last moment of Feng Zhaolian's eyes closed. "You promised me, can you still count? The official fights with the end of the wood Anguo turned your face to protect you in the state, but You are going to die now. I heard that the Princess Wang is already dead. If you have promised me, is there no hope?"

Feng Zhaolian’s consciousness was reawakened. He looked at Tian Ping and said to him in the last breath: “Hopefully, you can rest assured that Feng Yu is not so easy to die! Go to Xuantian, take our body. He will let Feng Yu 珩 help your daughter to see a doctor. Tian Ping, Feng Yuxi is the best doctor at the end of the day, and also the best person at the end of the day. You helped me, she will also help you. Tian Ping--"He turned his head and glanced at the broken arm left by Duanmu Anguo. "You save me, I will lead you..."

Finally, the gas pulse is broken, and the impact of the grenade explosion is far from that of Yun Xiao. It is not enough to rely on a physical bodyguard. Even if it is separated by Yunxiao, the huge impact still shatters the five internal organs of Feng Zhaolian. Liu Wei, broke his heart.

The sky above the top of the head, Feng Zhaolian saw the last glance of the world, Yunxiao’s blood-stained face...

Dashun finally occupied Tongcheng in a way that did not delight.

Xuantian was riding on the horse, watching the city that filled him with hatred, his hands shivering slightly. For a moment, he really wanted to really kill the city. He hated this Tongcheng more than the mad city, because it was outside this Tongcheng, his wife and his brother were unidentified. He killed the 100,000 pro-arms of Duanmu Anguo, but let the old thief run away, and there was nowhere to vent his hatred. He was so sloppy that he was more than the ambush of his middle and lower nights many years ago. very.

At this time, Tian Ping came to the front of Xuantian with the bodies of Feng Zhaolian and Yun Xiao. The nine princes of Dashun, the royal king of the gods known as the **** of war, are now in the same position in Tian Ping as the king of the king. Duanmu Anguo’s pro-military soldiers were stained with blood on their faces, and they could smell the **** breath from far away. Tian Ping has a lingering fear, thinking that thanks to his own awareness that the fate of Tongcheng’s bombing came from Duanmu Anguo, he was ordered to let all the soldiers stationed in Zongtang not participate in this battle, which made him stand at this moment. Xuan Tianming is not too much like a prisoner.

But no matter how much it is, it is strictly prisoner. Because he is the Zhizhou of Tongcheng, because the current Tongcheng has been completely occupied by the Dashun Army.

Slowly, the Tongcheng people also gathered here, and people on the ground floor surrounded them, so some people said to Tian Ping loudly: "Tian Daren! Let's drop the Dashun! The emperor actually believes in the words of Duanmu Anguo. Enemy with Dashun, actually sent that Duanmu Anguo to this side to fight, you look at what the old thief has done? Well Tongcheng was made into a ruin by him, so many people died, that can be It’s a sect? There is a big thief who wants revenge. He doesn’t go to the Dashun newspaper and ran to our ancestors. The emperor of ours still listened to him. Is this ancestral worthy of our loyalty? What we want is the previous ancestor, not the present!"

"Yes! There have been rumors that the current emperor is not what the first emperor likes. His throne is to kill his father and his brother. How can such a person who can kill even his father and brothers love the people?" Not the former ancestor!"

Many people cried, they loved the Ancestral Hall and loved their country, but this love was completely destroyed when the homeland became ruined. The new emperor disappointed them. For this war, the initial resentment against Dashun has now turned into a despair of Zongxi. They are crying, and they are the last mourning for the ancestors. The determination after the tears is a strong yearning for a new life.

Tian Ping did not answer the words of the people. He personally took a wooden cart and walked a few more steps forward. He pulled the wooden cart to the front of Xuantian, and then he opened his mouth: "The Royal Highness of the Nine Emperor of Dashun, The people in this car said that it was your friend, but they were all dead. Before the death, the handsome son asked me to send their bodies to you. Please bury them together and say... He paused, showing a difficult color on his face, and some words were stopped. In the end, he is an official who lost the city. What qualifications are there to ask the other party? Feng Zhaolian gave him the hope that he could cure his daughter, and Feng Zhaolian died!

Tian Ping looked at Xuan Tianming and finally bowed his head. No, no mention.

Xuantian Ming looked at Tian Ping for a while, and turned his eyes to the body of Zhao Zhaolian and Yun Xiao on the wooden cart. Suddenly, there was a burst of sorrow and grief.

Is Feng Zhaolian dead? Is Yunxiao dead? These two lifes that have been so lively have left the world like this. Is this called impermanence? So what about his aunt? Is his aunt alive or alive? Is his seventh brother dead or alive?

It seems that I can still remember the virtue of Feng Zhaolian’s sling; it seems that I can see that Feng Zhaolian’s women’s dress is enchanting the whole Beijing capital; it seems that she can still remember that Feng Zhaolian always plays some rogues in front of Feng Yu’s; When he came to Feng Zhaolian, he said that he had taken a fancy to Xuantian Tian, ​​the seventh temple.

So much memory! Xuan Tian Ming turned back and looked at his own soldiers and horses behind him. There, there was a 100,000-strong army that Feng Zhaolian gave him. The 100,000-thousand-year-old people followed Feng Zhaolian from the thousand weeks of the cold, and went to the foreign Dashun, followed him to attack the ancient Shu, and now he came to the Ancestral Hall. He once made a great contribution to him and Dashun. Although he is usually not cold or hot to Feng Zhaolian, he occasionally gives a look, but in fact, Xuan Tianming is grateful to Feng Zhaolian, who really treats that person as a friend.

Now, his friend is dead, just on this day, the three important people around him disappeared from the eyes. Xuan Tianming suddenly thought, what is the significance of this battle?