"Mr. Liang, this is where it is." Dou Tu brought Liang Feng's former master and servant to his residence, and after saying a few polite words, he was about to leave, letting Liang Feng's former master and servant rest first.

Liang Feng was unexpected at this time. He took the initiative to call out Dou Tu and asked in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Lin, how did you introduce Liang?"

Dou Tu turned around, thought about it carefully, and then said: "One of the Eight Margins, Liang Fengyuan. People who share the same goals may become fellow travelers and get along well with each other in the future."

When Liang Feng heard this, he lowered his head and stopped talking. Seeing him like this, Dou Tu stopped talking and turned around and left the place with a quick stride.

After Dou Tu left, Du Cai immediately closed the door and helped Liang Feng, who was stunned, to sit down at the table. Seeing that there was cold tea on the table, he immediately poured him a cup.

"Master, is the injury uncomfortable?" Du Ti was still worried about what happened just now when Liang Feng was unsteady and almost fell down while walking.

"Like-minded people..." Liang Fengyuan murmured.

"Master?" Du Ting was horrified when he saw that Liang Feng's eyes were straight, without focus, and his face was pale.

"Tsk, am I?" Liang Fengyuan sneered, with endless mockery in his tone.

Du was so anxious that he immediately knelt down to untie Liang Fengyuan's robe, trying to check whether the injury on his waist had cracked.

Liang Fengyuan waved away Du Ti's hand and looked sharply at Du Ti, who was squatting in front of him: "Du Ti, you usually don't talk much, why have you been doing this recently?"

Liang Fengyuan's question made Du Tiao pull Liang Fengyuan's belt.

"Yuan Lin and Yuan Fei grew up with you. They died. During this time, why did you never mention them? Why are you so happy? You always deliberately say things you don't know to make me happy. Why?

"Liang Feng originally asked this question, but his eyes became more and more desolate.

Yuan Lin and Yuan Fei were also Liang Fengyuan's attendants. That day, they went with Liang Fengyuan, Du Ti and a group of four to assassinate King Lu. In the end, these two people were shot to death by thousands of arrows in order to cover Liang Fengyuan and Du Ti's escape.

"Master, what are you doing? Du Ti has such a temper, how can he be happy talking about it?" Tears fell from the corners of Du Ti's eyes, and the expression on his face was stiff, showing the panic that had been seen through.

Liang Fengyuan shook his head, his eyes as ice-like as a blade: "I wholeheartedly want to die. Did you find out?"

Du Cai could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, and knelt down in front of Liang Feng: "Master, please, you have many ways to kill King Lu, why do you want to die together. You are the only one left in the Liang family, if you

If you don’t want to live, Liang’s incense will be completely gone..."

"That is also the retribution the Liang family received..." Liang Fengyuan held back the tears that were about to burst out and gritted his teeth: "The Liang family members have been generals for generations, guarding a territory and protecting the people. From him, they help the tyrants and do evil.

It died from the moment it became a common people. That was retribution. The entire clan was destroyed. That was retribution. I should also have retribution. The Liang family members devoted themselves to cultivating me, but I failed to protect the Liang family. I killed King Lu to take revenge.

Even if I die, I can still repay the favor and feel relaxed, so I will die."

Liang Fengyuan said, crying and laughing, and the situation looked a little crazy.

"Master! You are the only one left in the Liang family now, so you have received your retribution." Du Ting was completely panicked when he saw that Liang Feng, who had always been taciturn, was in such a state.

"Master, let it go, eh? The Liang family's destruction was not caused by you. Even if you were in Yanzhou at that time, no matter how strong your martial arts skills were, you alone would not be able to change the Liang family's fate."

When Du Ciao saw Liang Fengyuan crying silently and laughing like crazy, he knelt down with a bang and cried out: "Master, I know that you feel that you have failed the Liang family, and you feel that the Liang family has failed the people. You have no place to live! But...

..But is it right for you to want to die like this? You are escaping! Think about it carefully, asking for death is your most despised cowardly behavior!"

Du Tiao said, hugging Liang Fengyuan's knees tightly, crying and begging: "Master, Master, you are sick. I quietly asked Dr. Yu, she said that you are mentally ill, just stay happy all the time."

, it will be fine, it will be fine! When this disease is cured, you will no longer have insomnia, phantom pain, or pain, and the hurdle will be over."

"Really, really, Master! You believe slave, you were so lively when you were young, you are sick and can be cured! You don't want to live, it's because you are sick. Think about it, think about it, you

When you are not sick, you are normal! Right? I will always make you happy. As long as you are happy and have support in your heart, this disease can be cured! Master! You...just stay here to recover.

, you like to lead troops the most. Haven't you always wanted to lead troops on the battlefield and protect one side? This is an opportunity. It's good for you to be here. Master, please cheer up. Wuwu... Wuwu...

"Du Tiao persuaded incoherently, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Du Tiao, I can't even control myself, ha, commanding soldiers?" Liang Fengyuan laughed at himself, with tears of despair filling his eyes.

Du Wei shook his head and hugged Liang Fengyuan's legs tightly: "No, no, you are capable! You are sick, it can be cured, it can be cured! We are isolated from the outside world here, and we will cure your heart disease here.

When you followed King Lu, you also saw the He County governed by Lin Fujun. She indeed has the people in her heart and the master of the hills and valleys in her heart. You have offended her and refused her solicitation. She also arranged for you to come here, which shows that she

You are considerate to your master. Master, you have not repaid your kindness to Mr. Lin Fu. You...cannot die...can you...you have not yet killed King Lu and avenged the Liang clan...Yes

wrong..."

Seeing his master like this, Du Ting became more and more frightened and tried to persuade Liang Fengyuan incoherently, fearing that he would put down his hatred and kindness and commit suicide.

A black shadow quietly retreated from the house where Liang Feng's original master and servant were. The two masters and servants in the house were so distracted that they did not notice it at all.

Yingzhai Military Aircraft Meeting Room.

Dou Tu was rehearsing the military formation in front of the sand table. He summoned the soldiers to come in and report that secret soldiers from Liang Feng's original residence had come and had something important to report.

Dou Tu was stunned for a moment, never thinking that as soon as he came back from Liang Fengyuan, the secret soldiers would follow him.

Dou Tu put down what he was doing and summoned the secret soldiers.

After the secret soldiers came in, they reported to Dou Tu everything about the conversation between Liang Feng's original master and servant.

After hearing the secret soldier's report, Dou Tu was a little shocked. He didn't expect that he could complete what Lin Zhihuang asked him to do so quickly. He walked to the desk in a few steps and wrote a sealed letter using 'Zhi Zi'

, then summon the messenger soldier and ask him to hurry up and deliver the letter back to the county governor's house.

On a summer morning, the slightly drunken sunshine shines warmly on the martial arts training ground in the county magistrate's mansion.

Lin Zhihuang, who was wearing a fiery red attire, held a soft sword and turned it around on her wrist. Under her swing, the soft sword was like a swimming dragon attacking the jade-faced gentleman who was wearing a black ink attire. The gentleman saw

When the sword shadow swept towards me, I didn't panic, I dodged sideways, and then I stood further away.

When Lin Zhihuang saw that Wen Nanfang had dodged her sword move again, he was a little depressed and said dissatisfied: "Congshen, what are you hiding from? Counterattack."

Ever since Lin Zhihuang's swordsmanship became somewhat successful, after practicing swordplay in the morning, he only enjoyed fighting with others, so he often carried out sneak attacks, hoping to take this opportunity to fight with others.

As Lin Zhihuang's martial arts master, Wen Nanfang was quite helpless about this matter. He was a student who just learned to walk and loved running. Wen Nanfang really didn't want to fight with inferior opponents, so he could only

Ignore Lin Zhihuang's provocation.

Wen Nanfang shook his head and said sternly: "Practice your sword."

Lin Zhihuang flicked the soft sword in his hand again: "Sword fighting is also a practice."

As a martial arts master, Wen Nanfang was undoubtedly strict. Seeing that Lin Zhihuang refused to listen to his teacher's orders and persistently wanted to fight, he used the master's method of treating his disciples, drew out the sword from his waist, and attacked Lin Zhihuang.

Give her some lessons.

Lin Zhihuang was waiting for Wen Nanfang to draw his sword. Seeing him coming, he straightened the sword with great joy and went forward to fight him.

In just three moves, the soft sword in Lin Zhihuang's hand was picked up by Wen Nannan. Before she could react, Wen Nannan had already spun behind her and kicked her slightly hard in the back. Lin Zhihuang

He grunted in pain, ran forward two steps, failed to stop the car, and stumbled forward a few more steps until he reached the edge of the martial arts training ground. He still couldn't stand firm, and fell flat on his face.

A dog eats shit.
Chapter completed!