At the moment when Xiu Lian passed away, it seemed as if something had happened. Sun Feng on the carriage in the distance suddenly shook his whole body, a trace of loneliness flashed in his deep eyes, and then disappeared, muttering to himself: "I wish I could meet, it's better not to see each other. Since ancient times, beauty has fought for life. What do you say the following sentence? Forget it, forget it, it's better to forget it."

The third prince has left, leaving behind the three human skin masks that Sun Feng has held in his hand.

I remembered what the third prince told him before leaving: I am tired of me, and my future is difficult, so I should take care of it. These three human skin masks were made by "Ghost Crafts and Heavenly Manners". There are not many in the world. I have only got a few for you. I will give you three now, which may play a role at critical moments.

"This is a good thing. It is rumored that it was made by the old senior "Ghost Craftsman" back then. There are less than ten pieces in total. Now one is hard to find. Where do you get these treasures from Your Highness, King of Qi?" A scholar with green clothes glanced at the treasure box in Sun Feng's hand and sighed.

Fan Wenhui was in his thirties and had been following Sun Feng for three years. He served as a civil servant and a counselor, and was one of Sun Feng's important helpers.

This time, Sun Feng was "exiled" and he also voluntarily petitioned to follow.

"A gift from my family." Sun Feng answered Fan Wenhui's unexpected words indifferently.

Family? It's a bit awkward to say this ordinary word from a royal family member.

The most ruthless imperial family and family are the most irrelevant things in the eyes of the royal family. It seems that His Highness King Qi is still too young.

The scholar Qingshang sighed in his heart.

A group of people rushed forward in a hurry, and a few months passed in the blink of an eye.

Sun Feng slowly got rid of the lingering sadness that lingered in his heart.

This process was longer and more difficult than he thought.

But these long months have passed, and the "Longdi" has not yet reached any corner, right? I have also traveled across the plains, climbed mountains, and waded through the inland sea. After walking for half a year, I have not yet arrived at the Longdi where birds do not shit.

How big is this Datong Dynasty? One hundred thousand kilometers, two hundred thousand kilometers?

Sun Feng was so depressed that he said directly to the outside: "Who can tell me how long it will take to get to that damn 'Longdi'? I can't even recognize the road, have you never read a book?"

Fan Wenhui smiled bitterly outside the carriage and said, "I have read a lot of books. The problem is that the land of Datong is too vast and the book does not record it so clearly. Otherwise, let's find a guide?"

Sun Feng was speechless. There was not a single hair in this place where the bird didn't poop. Why don't you catch one for me?

At this moment, I suddenly heard the scolding of the knight centurion Lian Ke from outside the car: "The idle people ahead are waiting to get out of the way. The nobles in the car are not allowed to collide with you. If you have offended, kill the three tribes including you!"

Lian Ke, Jin Jie and Iron Horse, although his face was covered in dust, burst into tears in his eyes. He was shining brightly, and he was powerful without anger. He scolded the group of men, women, and young people who were walking in front of him.

The old, weak, sick and disabled people were originally staggering on the road, but suddenly they were frightened by the dozen or so strong knights in front of them. Each haggard face showed panic. Many people sat on the ground, and even the crying of children came from the crowd.

A man in his seventies walked out of the crowd tremblingly, bowed tremblingly and said, "Grand, sir, please make the decision for the little people!"

Lian Ke is not a good-tempered person. Although the group of people in front of him were ragged and full of panic, they seemed to flee, and they had no intention of "pleading for the people". As soon as they raised their horses, they would just slap the old man in front of him.

Suddenly, a calm voice came from the car behind and said, "General Lian, let that old man come here."

Lian Ke was helpless, but it was his duty for the soldiers to obey orders, so he turned his head and let the old man go.

The old man came to the carriage tremblingly, his head drooped, and he did not dare to look at the boy in the carriage at all.

He was about to kneel down, but was stopped by the obviously young voice and said, "Stand up and talk, what are the grievances you have?"

Although the old man did not kneel, he still squatted down and told the whole story about the cause and effect. In the end, he even cried and burst into tears.

It turned out that they were an indigenous resident named Fengxian on the border of Longdi, and the old man was the retired former county magistrate of Fengxian.

Fengxian is located in a remote area with a population of only tens of thousands. Although it is not rich, it is better to be stable. In the past, the older generation was still alive. However, the old emperor of the Datong dynasty has been foolish over the past thirty years. He not only pursues ethereal life, ignores the natural disasters in China, but also wants beauty and extravagant desires. Even after three consecutive taxes have been raised within a year, the people have suffered from misery.

In addition, disasters are frequent today, rebels are everywhere, and the surrounding four countries are coveting it. Although the entire Datong Dynasty is not as good as the building has collapsed, it is still full of loopholes and is in danger.

The so-called country is about to perish, and evil will arise. Some time ago, a "golden dragon" appeared in the mountains of Fengxian. It was more than ten feet long, delicious, bite animals, and walked like flying. However, the walls of Fengxian were low and hung low. Some of the walls were disrepaired and dilapidated for many years, and could not stop the entry and exit of this "golden dragon".

So the golden dragon was even more unscrupulous and rampant. It flew around for more than ten days and had already eaten dozens of people.

At the beginning, the current county magistrate tried hard to organize people and use weapons to eliminate the harm to the people.

As a result, a team of more than a dozen people, including the county magistrate, never saw anyone for two days.

But the golden dragon went back and was like being irritated, becoming more and more fierce and slaughtered.

Everyone knows that things are going big. This team of 10 people have already "fighted dogs with meat buns", and they have gone but never returned, and they have also angered this monster. Sooner or later, those who do not escape will be eaten up.

The decay of this matter was no longer available to save it, so the county people simply fled and fled.

The old man's group is just a group with a small number of people in the fugitive team.

"Hey, hey, haha..." Suddenly a loud laugh rang out.

The old man also told me how his grandson was swallowed by the golden dragon in one bite. But he heard a burst of "happy" laughter from his head. He was stunned. He couldn't figure out where he was crying in his words.

But I only heard the voice of a young man calling to the general in front of me, "General Lian, have you heard that? We finally arrived in the land of Long! Are you happy or surprised?"

Even General Lian, who has no justice, couldn't see this. He was talking about the destruction of his family, but you asked me, "Are you happy or not?"

So should I be happy? Or a surprise? Is it difficult for me to answer your question?

The boy's heartless laughter instantly caused riots, and the fugitives showed uncontrollably anger on his face, and the public was filled with grievances.

"There are no good things in the officials of the Datong Dynasty. They don't care about our lives or death. If I have weapons in my hands, I will be fucking rebellion!" Someone in the crowd shouted, but in an instant, they attracted more than a dozen knights to look at them coldly and solemnly, as if the next moment they would be summarized as thieves and dealt with.

The weapon in the knight's hand was slowly pulling out, like a wild beast showing its fangs.
Chapter completed!