Star Iron: Maple of Reincarnation

After all, he had been in the Yunqi Camp, so he still had some money on hand and would not starve to death. But if Fu Xuan did not point out the way forward, Mo Feng felt that he should go back to the Yunqi Camp to try his luck.

As for now, Mo Feng felt that he needed to fulfill the will of someone who died in battle.

I came to Jinren Lane alone, the place where the dream began. It was full of bad memories. The time I spent with my adoptive father in the past was becoming less and less. To be honest, Mo Xuan was always busy with business and rarely accompanied me.

But even so, that period of time still cannot be replaced. Without Mo Xuan, I would have died long ago.

The original Wanmintang became another restaurant. I heard that it was purchased at a very low price. I vaguely heard that it was purchased by the Huang family. However, these have nothing to do with Mo Feng today.

Golden shrimp balls are now common in Jinren Lane, but the taste is still far from the authentic one that Mo Feng originally made. But there is no other way, it’s good enough to be able to eat it.

Wanmin Hall has become history. Maybe someone will mention it occasionally after dinner, but it has gradually been forgotten.

Clearly only a year has passed, but time is such a magical thing that it doesn't take long to change some things. A year may be just a moment for the immortal species, and even fifty years is just a blink of an eye.

"Excuse me, is this the Ruan family?" Mo Feng asked.

After asking around, I finally found out where Ruan Qingtian's home is.

Mo Feng would naturally complain that Ruan Qingtian did not explain such an important matter properly, but it seemed that he could not be blamed under such circumstances.

"You are..." An old lady with ordinary appearance was sitting at the door. These aging features were particularly obvious in people of the short-lived race.

"I am Mo Feng, Ruan Qingtian's comrade-in-arms..." Mo Feng said.

"Is A'ruan okay..." the woman asked.

Didn't the Yunqi officials explain to her that Ruan Qingtian died in battle? Could they be so corrupt? Although it was unexpected, it was reasonable.

Mo Feng didn't know what he was thinking at this moment. He felt angry, disappointed, and helpless.

But no matter what he thought, Ruan Qingtian would stay in that battlefield forever. Although they were not close friends, Mo Feng felt a little uncomfortable for some reason. He thought he was not kind, and after going through so many things, he could no longer be kind.

This was the first time he felt sympathy for someone from the inside out.

"He... asked me to tell you that he tried his best. He died as a brave warrior." Mo Feng said calmly. Even if he was sad, at least the sadness was not shown on his face. It was hard to believe that he was just a child.

"Is A'ruan dead?" The woman was unexpectedly calm, without any emotion. "Yes, I know."

"Mom...what are we having for dinner?" A little girl ran out at an inopportune time. She was obviously about the same age as Mo Feng, but she was wearing very heavy makeup. Mo Feng's first impression of her was that she was ugly.

Maybe Mo Feng just couldn't get used to this kind of dress. It was natural for him to not get used to it, and it had nothing to do with right or wrong. Everyone had the right to comment in their hearts, as long as they didn't say it out loud.

"Yu'er, be good and go back to the house first." The woman sent the little girl back to the house. "Brother, you are a high-ranking official of Yunqi, right? Did you come here specially to inform us?"

what?

"Is there a pension? How much?"

what?

"There should be 50 patrol boats, I heard from Aunt Wang next door, right?"

Ok……

So, what Mo Feng was most worried about finally happened.

At that moment, he finally knew what he was afraid of. He was afraid of being forgotten... He was afraid that the meaning of his life would be overturned. Would he be the next Ruan Qingtian? When the value of the chess piece was squeezed out, what fate would await him?

Mo Feng left without saying a word.

He did not look back despite Mrs. Ruan's repeated calls.

If it was her, then being used was only natural. If it was her who used me, then it seemed like living this way wasn't bad. In order to maintain the meaning of his life, this morbid thought grew stronger in his mind.

Mo Feng brainwashed himself over and over again, and did not notice that groups of people were approaching him in the shadows.

This was a fatal mistake he made.

The captain in the shadows shot Mo Feng in the head. It was perfect for Mo Feng to be the first to make the first kill of the new weapon of the Gongzao Division.

With the sound of the gunshot, most people in the Xianzhou probably didn't react to what it was. But Mo Feng was different. The sound of the gunshot awakened some of his memories. In his memory, there was this kind of gunshot. His instinct told him that this was a dangerous signal.

The instinct he had developed on the battlefield allowed him to dodge, but the bullet still pierced his shoulder and he was bleeding profusely.

Mo Feng was now completely sober. If he was not in such a dazed state, it would be impossible to hit him with just this one shot. Soon Mo Feng found himself surrounded.

These people all had their faces covered and were dressed in cloud cavalry uniforms. They were probably someone's private army.

Mo Feng couldn't figure out who wanted to kill him. Logically speaking, he didn't do anything that would warrant death for someone to take such a big risk to assassinate him.

But the current situation is not optimistic.

Those people raised their swords and stabbed at him without saying a word. Mo Feng fought back with the Yuntian Sword in his hand. Even though his shoulder was injured, his bravery was not greatly affected. He had probably experienced more painful things than this. Even if the blood was flowing, as long as he was not exhausted, he could swing the sword.

Those assassins never expected Mo Feng's counterattack to be so fierce. They should have asked the captain to fire one more shot. But it was too late to regret. Mo Feng's sword was deadly and one person fell down with every sword.

Without any courtesy, the head and body were separated in an instant.

Dozens of people besieged Mo Feng, and in the end, the whole group was wiped out, leaving only the captain holding the gun. Just now, because they were all human, even the shooting would cause accidental injuries.

"Don't kill me..." The captain was also afraid, and he was also paid for his job. His idea was to surrender first, and then wait for Mo Feng to hesitate and shoot him, but he didn't expect that before he could say anything, a sword wave came and cut him in two, and he could no longer think.

The whole assassination was like a funny clown dance.

But after beating Mo Feng, he still felt a little exhausted. Regardless of the scene, he went to Dan Ding Division to extend his life. Although he would not die by relying on his body's recovery ability, the bullet still had to be taken out.

The scene was filled with the smell of blood.

As Mo Feng gradually left, “You are worthy of being Brother Mo. There is no need for me to do anything at all.” A short child murmured in the shadows.

It was Yan Qing. He was ordered by the general to protect Mo Feng, but he had no room to attack. The battle ended in a flash of swords. He didn't expect Mo Feng to fall for such a low-level sneak attack. The general had told him not to show up unless it was absolutely necessary.

Fortunately, the result was satisfactory and Mo Feng was fine.

"The Xu family is a bunch of mad dogs." Yan Qing cursed angrily as he looked at the corpses all over the ground. Now was not the time to collect the bodies. He had to keep following to prevent Mo Feng from getting into any accidents.

After waiting for Yan Qing to leave, an old man also slowly came here. Looking at the bloody scene, he did not feel sad at all. On the contrary, he smiled.