~Date: ~October 14th~

Chapter 2608 The Storm Changes

Chapter 2608 The Storm Changes

Feng Yiyi stayed in the capital for two days.

Because all things in the capital have come to an end and the situation of storm has calmed down, Chu Tian has rarely had time to wait for the central government's final decision and the invitation from the UK. So he took the time to accompany Feng Yiyi to play around and visit Xiangshan in the Forbidden City.

On the last day, Chu Tian accompanied Feng Yiyi to climb the Great Wall carefully. When Feng Yiyi talked to the fetus with a gentle face and told the mother and son that they had come to the Great Wall, Chu Tian also remembered the situation of stepping onto the city bricks with Su Rongrong, and also remembered Sha Qinxiu, who was murderous at that time.

"So many days have passed, and I can never find the past again!"

Chu Tian looked at the vastness inside and outside the Great Wall, and couldn't help but sigh. He didn't know Chu Tian at that time, and he didn't know who Feng Yiyi was. Now he has passed away in the mortal world. Feng Yiyi is also pregnant. All this comes and goes so quickly that it is unpredictable.

"Yes, how great it would be if I could go back to the past."

Feng Yiyi closed her eyes slightly and appreciated the mountain wind of the Great Wall. She sighed when she was moved by Chu Tian and sighed. If everything could be done again, she would be willing to go back to Taiwan on the night when Wang returned to Taiwan in the mortal world, she served the mortal world under the order of Chen Taishan, the obsession and pain of the drunk man.

Unfortunately, everything has dissipated like smoke, and many things have passed through their fingers, and they can't even catch them. Otherwise, she would have taken away the deposed mortal world at any cost, rather than suppressing herself with fear of Chen Taishan's majesty, and not giving a heavy blow until the last moment.

"Do you hate me?"

Chu Tian found a trace of tears flowing from Feng Yiyi's eyes. He immediately knew that she remembered the mortal world again, and felt a little tugged in her heart, so he honestly raised a question in his heart. When he heard Chu Tian's question, Feng Yiyi opened her eyes slightly and shook her head without any thoughts: "No hatred!"

"You've done well enough."

A sincere touch surged on Feng Yiyi's face, and her voice came out smoothly: "The only young marshal in the world can tolerate us like this. If it is a second person or I am in your position, I will never let my old enemy leave my child. That is a big change in the future. If you accidentally fall, you will capsize in the gutter!"

"So if I am you, I will kill Feng Yiyi and her son."

Feng Yiyi seemed to teach Chu Tian: "I was appreciated by Chen Taishan as a confidant. In addition to my outstanding beauty, I was also ruthless. When I just entered the martial arts world to fight, the first time I killed someone with a knife was to destroy an opponent's family, seventeen!"

"Chen Taishan asked me to lead the team and destroy the family by myself. Please remember with me."

"Seventeen?"

In Chu Tian's surprised gaze, Feng Yiyi added clearly: "When I killed the first person, my hands were trembling and my heart was in fear. When I killed the second and third person, my legs were still trembling and fearful. When I reached the seventeenth person, my legs were even worse. I actually vomited."

A trace of sadness appeared on the woman's face: "I was also afraid that those who were killed by me would come to me. I couldn't sleep even during the most powerful period. I was also confused. I don't know if what I did was right. I just wanted to make myself live longer."

"But later, many people were killed, and my heart became quiet, no, numb."

Feng Yiyi's tone was very light, not like recalling the days when she had been fighting, but like narrating, narrating something that happened to someone who had nothing to do with her on the other side of the world, calm and real: "I even learned to kill danger in the cradle."

Chu Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, he knew what that meant.

A trace of helplessness flashed across Feng Yiyi's face: "I once let a girl kneeling and begging me. She cried so miserably that I let her go. I was soft-hearted and saved her life. As a result, I led my brother to turn around, and she shot from behind us for a total of six shots."

Chu Tian smiled bitterly and shook his head. He suddenly remembered the boy who had been wiped out by Tang Wan'er's bloody slaughter of the Kong family base. Chu Tian was also pitying the other party for being young and merciful. As a result, before he could take a few steps, the boy pointed the gun at his back. That was the first lesson Tang Wan'er taught him.

"I died four good brothers, and I was injured myself."

Feng Yiyi's eyes turned cold and cold: "From then, I never felt soft-hearted again."

"Maybe I killed a lot of people by mistake, but that's why I lived to this day."

Feng Yiyi sighed and looked at Chu Tian and added: "Not everyone is born a good person or a bad person. Is there a good person's original nature? And who can tell it clearly? There are not many saints who are so great that they are tear-jerking."

A trace of melancholy finally passed through the woman's face, and she turned around and looked at the vast distance: "But every bad person can not do things that hurt the sky and morally degraded from the beginning, and they are familiar with each other slowly, but the young man seems to be a strange creature in the underworld!"

"You are in the world, but your heart is not absolutely swaying."

Chu Tian smiled faintly: "Why do you feel like you are persuading me to kill you?"

Feng Yiyi curled a smile on her lips, as if she was talking about something fun: "It's a pity that the young marshal is not Feng Yiyi, so I'm still alive!" Then she turned the subject: "But the young marshal doesn't need it. This child will never know the truth, let alone ask you to avenge your father."

Chu Tian narrowed his eyes slightly. He could hear something in Feng Yiyi's words, but he didn't understand her specific meaning. He smiled bitterly and replied: "I don't mind him seeking revenge on me. If he has the strength in the future, after all, I really want to see how good the children in the mortal world are in the past."

"I think, at least seven points."

Feng Yiyi's right hand began to stroke the child in her belly again, and a hint of happiness appeared on her face: "Maybe I don't have a chance to watch him grow up, but I will definitely tell him to be an ordinary person. In this life, as long as he is healthy and safe, it is much better than anything else."

Chu Tian smiled faintly: "Aren't you afraid of burying his talents?"

Feng Yiyi stretched out her finger and stroked her head gently, responding: "I have seen through so many ups and downs and killings, and I have seen through the world. Being a big man is very energetic but also physically and mentally exhausted. Just like a young man, how many days can I watch the sunrise and sunset freely in a year?"

Chu Tian sighed: "It's really not a few days!"

Feng Yiyi patted the ancient historical walls, and a smile appeared on her face and said, "So I'd better let the child be calmer! I enjoy the current life, taking care of the elderly, stroking the children, taking some time to feed the chicks in the yard and picking side dishes in the garden."

"If I were to be before, I would definitely be sneering at such a life."

Feng Yiyi looked at Chu Tian calmly and added clearly: "But now I see the rising smoke in the village and smell the aroma of every household's food, and I feel as happy as a flower! Perhaps this is the life understanding he brought to me after falling into the cliff in the mortal world."

Her mood was slightly lowered, perhaps because she thought of the last scene of her beloved man.

A few tears dripped gently in the wind, rolled up, flew away, and dispersed.

"Pear blossoms bloom, spring brings rain, pear blossoms fall, spring enters the mud!"

"In this life, I only go for one person, and I say that the king is also infatuated with love and love."

Chu Tian did not respond to Feng Yiyi's words, but just hummed an ancient and vicissitudes of Peking Opera. The evening breeze was as cool as water, and what was even cooler was the hearts. In the clear and thin air, the melodious and simple Peking Opera tone gradually spread far and far away. Even the most irritable people would be quiet inexplicably at this time.

Cooperating with the distant night that made people feel sad from the bottom of their hearts, the string that Feng Yiyi was almost forgotten was suddenly teased. A strange feeling gradually dissipated in her heart, and the tone of vicissitudes remained, and the pain that seemed a little cramped was instantly calmed down.

It was like a little thick ink dripping into the clear water and gradually fainted. Be quieter, and calmer. If you didn't experience some story, how could you hum so mellow? Feng Yiyi looked at Chu Tian blankly, and she suddenly realized that Chu Tian was extremely similar to the mortal world in some places.

"My long-lasting love, my lover whom I can't talk to."

When Chu Tian finished the last two sentences, Feng Yiyi had already returned to her former calmness, and the similar vicissitudes and ancient times echoed in her ears. There was a touch of playfulness in her eyes. Then she walked up to her and hugged Chu Tian beyond everyone's expectations, with a soft voice: "Young Marshal, thank you."

She clearly remembered that this Peking Opera song was hummed in the past in the mortal world.

Then, she turned around and left without waiting for Chu Tian to respond. She walked very steadily and resolutely, leaving Chu Tian with a back that would never meet again. Chu Tian looked at Feng Hua's proud figure, and he knew in his heart that he would not see Feng Yiyi again in this life, and the intersection of life ended here.

The day after falling from the Great Wall, Feng Yiyi flew back to Yunnan.

On the flight, Feng Yiyi looked at the vast sky and murmured to herself: "Don't worry, the things you told me have been done. I believe it will help the young marshal. Eight months, wait for me for another eight months, and when I give birth to your child, I will complete the last step."

"I will point the young coach's knife at my chest."

ps: Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is also the 35th month of this book. I wish you a happy holiday and a happy family! At the same time, I call on my brothers with flowers in my hands. On the last day of September, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the 1,071th day of this book, let the flowers come more violently.

When everyone was gnawing on the mooncakes, they were successfully lying on the word,

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