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Feng Yichen opens the drawer, cleans the pistol with silk, puts it back into the gun case, and goes back to his bedroom...
at night, everything is quiet.
The closed door was pushed open again, a gap, a figure quietly flashed in.
Feng Muyun gently closed the door of the study, pulled the curtain and struck a match. As soon as the fire flashed, he saw the documents on the desk and the information extracted from the documents by Feng Yichen.
He couldn't help but light up the lamp and turn over the document page by page. Looking at the handwriting Feng Yichen left on the white paper, he felt as if he was in the sea of iceberg and fire.
Hatred made his old body tremble slightly.
Feng Muyun opened the drawer, took out the pistol from the box and put it into his arms.
Lightning and thunder outside the window.
Fengmuyun blew out the light, held the wall and went out of the governor's house in the dark.
The whole governor's mansion was quiet. Because of the death of Mrs. Feng and the first seven, the servants were too busy to touch the ground. The people in the mansion didn't have enough money. They were so tired that they didn't sleep for several days.
Finally, after the first seven, it was a stormy night with thunder and lightning. One by one, they slept soundly and soundly.
The guard at the door is dutiful, but has already changed back to Feng Muyun's own people. Feng Shaojin has already withdrawn the surveillance of Feng Muyun.
Of course, they could not disobey the meaning of Feng dujun and rode away with Feng Muyun overnight.
The house has always been dominated by the governor and the young commander. Now that the young commander is away, the guard follows the governor. It's not until Feng Yichen cleans up the next day and goes to the study to pick up the gun that he knows that the gun that has been put in the drawer at hand is gone.
He went to fengmuyun's bedroom, but found that the bed was already empty. When he touched the bedding, there was no heat and it was cold.
In the early winter of strong wind and heavy rain, he could not have gone...
a bad premonition flashed in Feng Yichen's mind.
He asked the guard of the shift and was told that Feng Muyun left with a group of guards at midnight last night.
These guards are Feng Muyun's people, and they are loyal to Feng Muyun. If he doesn't let these people disclose his whereabouts to Feng Yichen, no one will tell Feng Yichen in advance.
Feng Yichen's mind is in a mess. While he sends someone to tell Feng Shaojin about it, he takes people to find Feng Muyun....
...
on the way back to camp, Feng Shaojin and Mo Lingwei sit in the back of the car.
Feng Shaojin's fingers pierce into the fingers of Mo Lingwei's five fingers and clasp with her ten fingers.
Mo Lingwei's head leans to one side, and her eyes fall on the scene that flickers past the window.
Feng Shaojin slightly side body, close to her: "if one day..."
Mo Lingwei turned her head, eyes clear looking at Feng Shaojin, waiting for the rest of his words.
Feng Shaojin on her line of sight, eyes dark dark, like the dark night, suddenly bright and dark lights, want to blurt out the words suddenly can't say.
"If one day, Cloud City is captured, do you want me to die with you?" Mo Lingwei asked.
Her voice is calm, her tone is gentle, her tone is not undulating at all, as if she is telling an extremely common thing.
Life and death, as if she did not care about the general.
"How can you..." Feng Shaojin's heart was stifled, and her Adam's apple rolled. She asked in a dumb voice, "how can you think like this?"
"Am I wrong?" Mo Lingwei continued to look out of the window: "Cloud City is your root, your life, and you are shouldering the national hatred and family hatred...
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Feng Yichen opens the drawer, cleans the pistol with silk, puts it back into the gun case, and goes back to his bedroom...
at night, everything is quiet.
The closed door was pushed open again, a gap, a figure quietly flashed in.
Feng Muyun gently closed the door of the study, pulled the curtain and struck a match. As soon as the fire flashed, he saw the documents on the desk and the information extracted from the documents by Feng Yichen.
He couldn't help but light up the lamp and turn over the document page by page. Looking at the handwriting Feng Yichen left on the white paper, he felt as if he was in the sea of iceberg and fire.
Hatred made his old body tremble slightly.
Feng Muyun opened the drawer, took out the pistol from the box and put it into his arms.
Lightning and thunder outside the window.
Fengmuyun blew out the light, held the wall and went out of the governor's house in the dark.
The whole governor's mansion was quiet. Because of the death of Mrs. Feng and the first seven, the servants were too busy to touch the ground. The people in the mansion didn't have enough money. They were so tired that they didn't sleep for several days.
Finally, after the first seven, it was a stormy night with thunder and lightning. One by one, they slept soundly and soundly.
The guard at the door is dutiful, but has already changed back to Feng Muyun's own people. Feng Shaojin has already withdrawn the surveillance of Feng Muyun.
Of course, they could not disobey the meaning of Feng dujun and rode away with Feng Muyun overnight.
The house has always been dominated by the governor and the young commander. Now that the young commander is away, the guard follows the governor. It's not until Feng Yichen cleans up the next day and goes to the study to pick up the gun that he knows that the gun that has been put in the drawer at hand is gone.
He went to fengmuyun's bedroom, but found that the bed was already empty. When he touched the bedding, there was no heat and it was cold.
In the early winter of strong wind and heavy rain, he could not have gone...
a bad premonition flashed in Feng Yichen's mind.
He asked the guard of the shift and was told that Feng Muyun left with a group of guards at midnight last night.
These guards are Feng Muyun's people, and they are loyal to Feng Muyun. If he doesn't let these people disclose his whereabouts to Feng Yichen, no one will tell Feng Yichen in advance.
Feng Yichen's mind is in a mess. While he sends someone to tell Feng Shaojin about it, he takes people to find Feng Muyun....
...
on the way back to camp, Feng Shaojin and Mo Lingwei sit in the back of the car.
Feng Shaojin's fingers pierce into the fingers of Mo Lingwei's five fingers and clasp with her ten fingers.
Mo Lingwei's head leans to one side, and her eyes fall on the scene that flickers past the window.
Feng Shaojin slightly side body, close to her: "if one day..."
Mo Lingwei turned her head, eyes clear looking at Feng Shaojin, waiting for the rest of his words.
Feng Shaojin on her line of sight, eyes dark dark, like the dark night, suddenly bright and dark lights, want to blurt out the words suddenly can't say.
"If one day, Cloud City is captured, do you want me to die with you?" Mo Lingwei asked.
Her voice is calm, her tone is gentle, her tone is not undulating at all, as if she is telling an extremely common thing.
Life and death, as if she did not care about the general.
"How can you..." Feng Shaojin's heart was stifled, and her Adam's apple rolled. She asked in a dumb voice, "how can you think like this?"
"Am I wrong?" Mo Lingwei continued to look out of the window: "Cloud City is your root, your life, and you are shouldering the national hatred and family hatred...
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Feng Yichen opens the drawer, cleans the pistol with silk, puts it back into the gun case, and goes back to his bedroom... at night, everything is quiet. The closed door was pushed open again, a gap, a figure quietly flashed in. Feng Muyun gently closed the door of the study, pulled the curtain and struck a match. As soon as the fire flashed, he saw the documents on the desk and the information extracted from the documents by Feng Yichen. He couldn't help but light up the lamp and turn over the document page by page. Looking at the handwriting Feng Yichen left on the white paper, he felt as if he was in the sea of iceberg and fire. Hatred made his old body tremble slightly. Feng Muyun opened the drawer, took out the pistol from the box and put it into his arms. Lightning and thunder outside the window. Fengmuyun blew out the light, held the wall and went out of the governor's house in the dark. The whole governor's mansion was quiet. Because of the death of Mrs. Feng and the first seven, the servants were too busy to touch the ground. The people in the mansion didn't have enough money. They were so tired that they didn't sleep for several days. Finally, after the first seven, it was a stormy night with thunder and lightning. One by one, they slept soundly and soundly. The guard at the door is dutiful, but has already changed back to Feng Muyun's own people. Feng Shaojin has already withdrawn the surveillance of Feng Muyun. Of course, they could not disobey the meaning of Feng dujun and rode away with Feng Muyun overnight. The house has always been dominated by the governor and the young commander. Now that the young commander is away, the guard follows the governor. It's not until Feng Yichen cleans up the next day and goes to the study to pick up the gun that he knows that the gun that has been put in the drawer at hand is gone. He went to fengmuyun's bedroom, but found that the bed was already empty. When he touched the bedding, there was no heat and it was cold. In the early winter of strong wind and heavy rain, he could not have gone... a bad premonition flashed in Feng Yichen's mind. He asked the guard of the shift and was told that Feng Muyun left with a group of guards at midnight last night. These guards are Feng Muyun's people, and they are loyal to Feng Muyun. If he doesn't let these people disclose his whereabouts to Feng Yichen, no one will tell Feng Yichen in advance. Feng Yichen's mind is in a mess. While he sends someone to tell Feng Shaojin about it, he takes people to find Feng Muyun.... ... on the way back to camp, Feng Shaojin and Mo Lingwei sit in the back of the car. Feng Shaojin's fingers pierce into the fingers of Mo Lingwei's five fingers and clasp with her ten fingers. Mo Lingwei's head leans to one side, and her eyes fall on the scene that flickers past the window. Feng Shaojin slightly side body, close to her: "if one day..." Mo Lingwei turned her head, eyes clear looking at Feng Shaojin, waiting for the rest of his words. Feng Shaojin on her line of sight, eyes dark dark, like the dark night, suddenly bright and dark lights, want to blurt out the words suddenly can't say. "If one day, Cloud City is captured, do you want me to die with you?" Mo Lingwei asked. Her voice is calm, her tone is gentle, her tone is not undulating at all, as if she is telling an extremely common thing. Life and death, as if she did not care about the general. "How can you..." Feng Shaojin's heart was stifled, and her Adam's apple rolled. She asked in a dumb voice, "how can you think like this?" "Am I wrong?" Mo Lingwei continued to look out of the window: "Cloud City is your root, your life, and you are shouldering the national hatred and family hatred... " www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
