Luo Yan Hu does not return

Seeing Feng Liyuan, Xue Heng was so excited that he couldn't control himself, "Feng, Brother Feng, didn't, I didn't expect to meet you here?"

"This is..." Seeing Xue Heng's delicate features and handsome demeanor, Wang Dun ignored the stumbling block in his speech, thinking that he was a big man who could make friends, and waited for Feng Liyuan's detailed introduction.

Feng Liyuan hadn't figured out Xue Heng's identity yet, so he didn't want to just chase him away, and hurriedly said: "Ah, this... is the righteous brother I recognized a few days ago——Xue Heng."

Xue Heng heard the word "righteous brother", his face froze suddenly, and was overshadowed by Wang Sanshui who raised his head, "Brother, why did you only introduce him and not me? Weren't we all together three days ago?"

The tearful eyes full of true feelings froze, causing Feng Liyuan's stomach to ache, "...My lord, these two are my righteous brothers, they are really offended, let's take our leave first."

After finishing speaking, he dragged the two of them by the arms and walked out, leaving Wang Dun full of suspicion.The people watching outside the door had dispersed, and the three of them walked unhurriedly side by side on the street.

Wang Sanshui wanted to get close to this improvised "righteous brother", but he really thought too much, and now he was pulled out involuntarily, and there was no good chance to cling to him, his head was bowed all the way without saying a word, his face was very ugly .

But Xue Heng was really happy, staring at Feng Liyuan stupidly.

"How did you make it like this..."

It's just sending a letter, why do you want to add two tiger skin plasters that can't speak human language?Feng Liyuan struggled for a long time, thinking that the two lack-minded children should not be left casually in this precarious Luoyang city, and had no choice but to let them follow them all the time without sending them away.

"Brother, don't you remember me?" Xue Heng finally opened his mouth, breaking the dullness between the three of them.

"Remember, we met in Shanyang half a month ago."

"No, no, I mean—"

"careful!"

Dust was billowing on Tongtuo Street, several teams of soldiers and horses galloped back and forth, Xue Heng walked carelessly, and was about to be run over by a white horse, and was grabbed by Feng Liyuan, "Brother, walk carefully."

"Thank you, brother."

What is the difference between "Brother" and "Brother Feng", this young man probably can't tell the difference, Feng Liyuan was just about to put aside the mystery here, and then remembered to ask Xue Heng's origin - to hide his name "Xing Chivalry" After so many years, how could a second fool see through it at a glance?

"Your name is Xue Heng, right?"

"Yes, yes!" Xue Heng's eyes seemed to be able to twinkle with stars, Feng Liyuan always felt that there was something inexplicably familiar, and secretly thought: "Could it be that... I and him... knew each other... earlier? "

"I forgot to ask you last time, we—have we met before?"

This "before" is vague, is it days, months, or years?After Feng Liyuan asked, he regretted it. After thinking for a long time, Xue Heng forgot the question just now, and stared blankly at Feng Liyuan's side face with a smile.

The three of them walked for a long time, far away from the magnificent Wei Que Palace, passed through the streets and alleys crowded with merchants, and came to a dilapidated poor family, "Brother Chilong, I'm back—" Feng Liyuan tapped a few times , Not long after, the door was creaked and pushed open.

"Hey, let me tell you why you came here so slowly today... Who are these two?"

"Let's go in and talk about it." The peach blossoms that came all the way hit Feng Liyuan, who seldom showed his face in pain, and didn't want to stay outside for a moment.

Although the room is not big, there are melons, fruits and snacks on several tables, and the owner seems to be hospitable.Wang Sanshui hastily put away his contemptuous look, because although this man is poor, his demeanor is quite magnanimous.

"My friends, I am Langya Wang Maohong, Chilong in small characters. Since you were brought here by Xuan Zhu, don't be polite to me. How about being friends?"

Wang Sanshui's eyes shone brightly, "I didn't expect it to be Brother Along who is known as the 'Apparatus of the General', and the younger brother is also from the Wang family. I heard a lot about you when I was in Langya, so I can come to Luoyang to meet you. It's an honor, an honor!"

"Wang...Maohong, Uncle Ji mentioned that Jiangzuo 'Guan Yiwu'..."

Feng Liyuan and Wang Dao looked at each other, the "Ji" surname is rare, and when he met this young man, he was near the bamboo forest in Shanyang, "Ah Heng, the 'Uncle Ji' you are talking about is Ji Yanzu. , Ji Sima?"

This "Ah Heng" pleased Xue Heng, and he happily replied: "Of course, otherwise, who else would it be?"

Sure enough, this young man has a very special background, but even if it is Ji Shao, what kind of relationship can he have with that person?Up to now, Feng Liyuan still doesn't know where Xue Heng got his details.

His thoughts were interrupted by Xue Heng's "grunt", and he remembered that he was also very hungry. He picked up two fruits and started to eat them. Then he was dragged into the back room by Director Wang, and he had no chance to talk to Xue Heng again.

At night, Director Wang unfolded two rolls of floor coverings on the ground, and the delicate Wang Sanshui went to bed first. No matter how much Xue Heng coaxed him, he refused to go over, lying on the edge of Feng Liyuan and refused to leave. In desperation, Xue Heng could only let Xue Heng go Stalker.

"Brother Zhu, Zhuzi—" After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Xue Heng yelled in Feng Liyuan's ear like a mosquito.

Even though this sound was like gossamer, to Feng Liyuan, it was still as deafening as thunder on the flat ground.

"...This is impossible. That person said that Ah Xuan died three years ago..." Feng Liyuan turned over and thought: "...he was so smart when he was young, even if he was still alive, he would never die. It might become like this..."

His heart was beating like a drum, and he tossed and turned that night, unable to fall asleep again.

The next day, the sky was light, and the red sun was hidden behind the mountains, reluctant to come out of the mountain, and the cicadas sang indistinctly throughout the night, which made people feel bored and anxious.

Feng Liyuan got up in a daze, "Brother, where are you going?" Xue Heng woke up at some point, and clenched his cuff tightly, leaving no gaps.

Feng Liyuan sensed an inexplicable resentment, he was so victimized that he didn't sleep all night, why is he still guilty?

Right now he has something important to do, so he had to "cut the mess quickly", he whispered: "Heng, listen to brother, brother Chilong will find someone to pick you up today and send you back, when the time comes You must be good and stop running around."

The resentful eyes were even more frightening, Xue Heng hated others treating him like a child, Ji Shao and Wang Sanshui quickly figured this out, but Feng Liyuan never took it to heart.

If a man is like Xue Heng who leans up and acts like a baby at every turn, unless he is a child who is completely ignorant, he can barely accept it, otherwise he would have punched him long ago, and let the other party have a long memory first.

"Brother, we... when can I see you again?"

Unclear, as if there was really something he couldn't put down, Feng Liyuan coughed uncomfortably, "Go back to your Uncle Ji's house and stay well, and when I'm done here, I'll go to Xingyang to see you later."

Xue Heng finally let go of his gripping fingers, stared at Feng Liyuan's eyes for a few times, and after confirming that he couldn't find any perfunctory guilty conscience, he put on a satisfied smile and watched Feng Liyuan Yuan pushed the door and left.

"Luoyang is not a place to live for a long time, Sanshui, you really can't stay any longer!"

Director Wang sent someone to send Xue Heng away, and tried to persuade Wang Sanshui for half a day, but he still insisted on staying, "Brother Chilong, if you drive me away, where can I go? Next, is there a finished egg? I want to follow the elder brother, the elder man does not covet meritorious deeds, but only wants to die without regrets!"

In Wang Dao's eyes, this Wang Sanshui is not capable of martial arts, he can't even stand up to a human shield on the battlefield, and he lacks a string in his mind. There is no self-knowledge yet.

However, arrogance is always a common problem of young people, if Ling Yunzhi is really missed, wouldn't it be a pity?Director Wang held the idea of ​​breaking the jar, and said in a deep voice: "Since you insist on this, I will take you to see Chu Zhong..."

On the banks of the great river, the waves are rolling forward, thousands of dead souls are dissipated with the wind, right and wrong, success or failure, have turned into nothingness.

Feng Liyuan took a red steed and strolled along the shore, "I have done so many 'impossible' things, and the world is still one wave after another, what on earth can I... what else can I do? ...I did it, does it really work..."

The sudden feeling of bewilderment made his blood stop, and his melancholy broke down.

The years of the army and horses are sloppy, the carefree youth is gone, and the word "alive" gradually occupies all the weight in the distance. Those high-spirited oaths, along with "Ah Xuan", are completely lost in the depths of memory .

How long can he last like this?

About tens of feet away, a man dressed in crimson gauze led a white horse through the reeds, as if he was hiding from someone.

"Your Excellency is the king of Langya, Sima Jingwen?" A black horse sprang out from the reeds, dressed in the clothes of the Jinjin official, and the silver spear with the head of a tiger in his hand revealed his identity——"Falling Wave" Yang Wenguang, Chengdu The "front wind" under Wang Simaying's tent.

Sima Rui still couldn't hide well, so he forcibly suppressed the anxiety in his heart and asked, "General Yang, what are you?"

"Your Highness, I can't help myself, don't blame—" Yang Wenguang closed his eyes, and the gun in his hand stabbed out mercilessly.In fact, he had discovered Sima Rui a long time ago, but he was hesitant, fearing the consequences of this shot.

But his wife, children, and children are all trapped in Yecheng, even if the real dragon emperor comes in front of him, he has to cut off the dragon's head in exchange for his life.

"Brother Wen Guang, are you safe?" Feng Liyuan lifted a reed a few feet away, barely showing his head, looking mischievous and weird.

"You...how are you here?"

In this dazed moment, Yang Wenguang's silver gun was knocked down by a black package.

"Brother Wen Guang, Sima Ying shouldn't have asked you to do this kind of thing. You are the 'leader' on the battlefield, how can you be so small for such a sneak attack?"

"You have nothing to worry about, you act spontaneously, without any worries, but I can't help myself. Today, I must kill the king of Langya—" Yang Wenguang shoveled his feet, and the silver spear returned to his hand , Sima Rui had just mounted his horse, before he could raise his whip, the second shot was cutting through the horse's belly.

"Fate is not up to me, so I don't believe in fate!" Feng Liyuan's voice rang in his ears, the tip of the spear was about to lift the reins, and a strong force came from behind, causing him to roll backward several times , finally stopped.

"Killing is nothing more than nodding. Both the murderer and the murdered are not valuable fates. Getting acquainted is not easy. I don't want you to die like this. If you want to leave, just be quick and don't delay any longer!" Feng Liyuan said coldly Putting down a long string of "heartfelt words", he pulled the Chi Ji over and chased the white horse hundreds of feet away.

"...Fate is not up to me...I don't believe in fate..." Yang Wenguang stood up in embarrassment, muttering.

Such wild words should not have been kept in my heart, but when I was young, I thought of myself, how could I not be angry with fresh clothes and angry with horses, happy with grievances?A flash of fiery red disappeared at the far end of the river, suddenly making Yang Wenguang envious.

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Ah, the stupid author is here to catch a bug~ (I found that there is a detail that has not been changed)