The Rise of Phoenixes

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Immediately, she felt wrong, the ground just returned to quietness with such a sway, the houses on all four sides were as good as before, and her ears were close to the ground. At this time, the sound of crying and screaming was heard vaguely from the underground!

Feng Zhiwei's heart rolled like thunder at this moment, and he knew everything in an instant! The underground chamber was blown up!

All thoughts were only a flash, and then she wanted to go ahead and talk about everything, and it was not right to stay at this moment, but she had not moved, and Shaoning suddenly screamed, "What's going on? Who!"

As she drank, there were suddenly silhouettes on all sides, also a group of people in black, all wearing a rigid wooden mask, holding various weapons, and silently surrounded the group of people brought by Shaoning.

Looking at each other, Feng Zhiwei thought he was going to say hello and say a few scenes anyway. Who knows that the sword flashed, and a man in black in Shaoning had fallen silently, which seemed to be a prologue, both sides in a flash The people in the fierce battle were together, and those later in black not only did not greet them at all, but also recruited killers. They were deadly. Looking at that, they were more determined and fierce than Shao Ning’s beggars.

Shaoning was guarded in the middle, and a few men saw the other person coming in many ways, desperately pulling her reins to protect her first, Shaoning struggled immediately, desperately turned around and screamed: "No! I To take away my..." A subordinate sipped: "You have to take care of your own life first!" Slashing on Shao Ning's buttocks fiercely, the horse's pain was very long and he flew over three as soon as he lifted his leg Zhang, lived across the crowd of fierce battles, the red horse flashed in the light of red wine and green smoke in the distance, and rushed out of the encirclement. The loyal warriors of Shaoning shouted. The long shadow of the black shadow was pulled by the wind, and it was already flying across the street like a flag.

The crowds in the black alleys fought and fought, and the thick plasma could not stop splashing. Feng Zhiwei took advantage of the battle, and quickly hurriedly walked away from the cat's waist.

She turned her head in shock, only to find out when there was a collapse behind the tank, a pot-like hole was sunk on the ground, and half of a person's body was covered in the gray smoke-filled hole, covered with blood and dust, With a pair of **** hands, she grabbed her lapel tightly, and handed over a baggage.

Under the starlight, Feng Zhiwei's eyes fell on the baggage, and he suddenly jumped-it was a newborn baby!

Look at the woman with blood stains on her face, looking at her earnestly, it is Yin'er!

"Please... please..." Yin'er didn't recognize who she was, only when she was a beggar in this alley, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes, struggling to push the child into her hands, and trembling Passed a kit in his hand, "Send him to the imperial temple...the imperial temple...the rich..."

Feng Zhiwei looked down at her, and the woman's eyes had disappeared. It was obvious that the explosion just happened in that tunnel. Someone started extremely ruthlessly, and exploded Qing Fei when the crowd was the most chaotic and unprepared. The most important hiding place for pregnant women, pregnant women and newborn babies, and people crowded together, how can they withstand the bombing?

Who this person is, I don't know if I ask.

Wushuangchengfu, amazing patience, has always been his specialty, but she is still worried that he does not know the hidden prince of the imperial temple, but he has already laid everything in his mind, Qing Fei pregnant in October must be careful not to give anyone an opportunity, he will Don't rush to fight the grass and startle the snake, just wait until the moment when she is the weakest, chopping the grass!

Inside the explosion chamber, drive Shao Ning outside, this is his master!

Yin'er's hand was still in the air, she looked up at her with sadness and sadness, Feng Zhiwei looked at that look, and suddenly remembered her most lonely and desolate moment of the year, she knocked on the door of Lanxiangyuan to do Little girl, she was chopped up with her face and scolded to be expelled. It was Yin'er who suddenly appeared. The model put her hand on her shoulder and smiled at her with a soft voice: "Grandma, our yard is not a lack. A little man?"

Without Yin'er's help, she could not stay in Lanxiang, she might not be able to meet Xin Ziyan, got the token of that field of Huangshi, and finally used the power of Qingming to leap to the Longmen, and Xuan He has been so far.

In the few months of Lanxiangyuan, Yin'er really caressed her and gave her the care and warmth of ordinary people that she hadn't had in 19 years.

In a flash of four years, four years later, the fingertips she handed had lost the temperature of life. Those ten fingers were as slim as jade, stained with exquisite blood beads, and no longer the warmth and softness of the year. She remembered that she was resting at Ma The fingers on Ma's shoulder were stained with red blood.

Feng Zhiwei closed his eyes.

Some things, contradictions hesitate to try to avoid, but the result is still the result... is it God's will?

The fingertip resting on her arm gradually gave out the last spasm, Yin Er was short of breath, and a pair of astigmatic pupils stared at her tightly.

Feng Zhiwei opened his eyes and held out his hand.

She took the child calmly.

Yin'er's eyes burst into joy, and his eyes shone brightly for a moment, and then died, Feng Zhi leaned down slightly, and heard a trace of her voice floating in her throat.

"Master...I've paid you...en..."

Feng Zhiwei gently stroked her face and looked at the woman with her smile closed her eyelashes before looking down at the child. The little baby seemed to have been crying in the ground before. Hanging tears, mixed with blood and dust, a small face was very embarrassed dirty.

Feng Zhiwei lowered his head and gently wiped the dust with his fingers, and sighed in his heart.

Children, it is true to cry in this world, how hard life is, there is no end.

She hugged the child tightly and thought about it for a while. She naturally would not send the child to the imperial temple. Her plan was to send it far away from Beijing to the grassland far away from the emperor Tiangao. Under the wings of Lian Zheng, be a happy herdsman who never knows his true life!

The plan has been decided, and the battle ahead seems to have gradually calmed down. She quietly straightened up from the back of the tank, preparing to silently take advantage of the night and the dust.

However, her semi-straight waist suddenly stopped.

Then she slowly turned her head, looking at the end of the alley where no one had been before, in that weird posture of half-bending.