From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 870

He put a lot of effort into practicing martial arts.

Chu Feifan has been practicing since he was a child, in order to be a beast.

In order to be the best in the world.

In this way, no one will dare to bully his mother.

He didn't want to recall the past, he just held the two stones tightly, as if holding his own destiny.

"Come! Come! I'll show you how powerful I am!"

Chu Feifan stared at the three Dutchmen who were rushing in front of him, grinning.

Then, he used up all his internal strength, and while the other party was rushing over and preparing to draw his gun, he suddenly threw it out.

The stone made a sound of breaking through the air, directly hitting the forehead of a Dutchman, and his head broke on the spot.

But the gunshot also rang, and it missed.

Chu Feifan avoided it in advance.

He was very good at kung fu, and he had already predicted the other party's movements.

"Die for me!"

He threw the stone again, hitting the second Dutchman's chest directly.

The power was so great that the stone was directly broken. The Dutchman fell off his horse, blood gushing from his mouth, and he was almost dying.

But the second gunshot was heard.

Chu Feifan dodged and smelled the smell of gunpowder.

He dodged, and the bullet left a bloody mark on his face, but he dodged it after all.

"I've said it! I'm the best in the world here!"

"You! You can't stop me at all!"

He roared and rushed over in an instant while the last Dutchman was changing his gun.

He stomped his right foot, and his body rose from the ground, like a dragon soaring, like a tiger pouncing on an eagle, and then slapped forward with a palm.

The powerful palm force and the endless internal energy directly shattered the internal organs of the last Dutchman in the air and knocked him to the ground.

"Damn it, you really think I'm not a master!"

Chu Feifan grinned, rode steadily on the horse, and pulled the reins.

He was about to move forward, but suddenly felt numb in his chest...

Then, he heard the third gunshot!

He saw the Dutchman who was hit in the chest by a stone. He was not dead yet, and was still twitching on the ground, holding a flintlock in his hand.

He was careless!

Chu Feifan gritted his teeth and saw the bullet hole in his chest with blood trickling out. Every drop of blood was taking his life.

The severe pain came at this moment.

Chu Feifan clamped his legs against the horse's back, his face turned pale, but his pale face was broken, but it was stained red with blood.

"Ah!"

He couldn't help but groan, unable to bear the heartburning pain.

His consciousness was blurred.

Countless pictures appeared in his mind. That was the time of childhood, that was the childhood he never wanted to remember.

Laughter, crying, groaning, strong wind and heavy rain, night and dawn.

Chu Feifan opened his mouth wide, the severe pain in his heart made him unable to breathe.

As his life came to an end, his tears could not help but flow.

"Mom...you have suffered too much..."

"Mom, if I could choose, I would rather not come to this world, so you don't have to endure those sufferings for me."

"I don't want to be a human being. In this world, being a ghost is better."

He lay on the horse's back and wailed in pain.

He had never cried before, even when he was young, even when he encountered any difficulties.

But he couldn't help it at this moment, couldn't help it.

"Son really can't study...Son can't do it...Extraordinary..."

"I'm sorry, son disappoints you."

"But...but son...died for the country!"

Chu Feifan opened his mouth, unable to make a sound, just hoarse, muttering to himself.

"Mom...Mom, I'm here to find you."

"Son is capable now, down there, no one can bully us..."

He gradually lost his strength, and his head slowly drooped.

He saw the bloody hole in his heart.

Saw the torn clothes.

Saw the pierced letter.

Hmm? Letter!

A surge of power came out from nowhere, waking him up suddenly.

Letter! No! I still have to deliver the letter!

Zhou Yuan is still waiting for me!

This letter will determine many things.

I... I... I can die! But before I die, I must do one serious thing! One good thing!

I can't fail to do a good thing in my life!

"Gee! Gee!"

Chu Feifan's body surged with new power and continued to move forward.

He couldn't see the road clearly, but the horse seemed to see it clearly.

He didn't know where he was, and he didn't know how long he had been walking.

He only knew that he didn't feel any pain, and that his body was getting colder and colder, and he was getting weaker and weaker.

He almost lay on the horse's back, shaking.

His consciousness gradually became confused, and his childhood days kept going back.

"Extraordinary... Extraordinary..."

"When you grow up, you must stand out, be an extraordinary person, have enough food to eat, and not be bullied."

Deep in my memory, a kind voice is admonishing,Endless hope.

Chu Feifan moaned hoarsely and low, like the last call of an old man who was about to die.

He knew he was dying.

He couldn't help asking himself, if he delivered this letter to Zhou Yuan, if he won the war because of it...

Would he be extraordinary?

But he really couldn't hold on any longer.

His shaking hands could no longer hold the reins, and his cold body could no longer maintain balance.

He fell.

He fell sideways.

A pair of steady and powerful hands held him up steadily!

Zhou Yuan picked up Chu Feifan and shouted, "Cai Husheng, go get the golden wound medicine! Prepare a bowl of milk and boil it!"

"Come two people, help him take out the bullet and suture the wound."

Zhou Yuan rushed into the room with him and took off his clothes.

He saw the letter, but he didn't have time to read it. He put it in his arms first, and then straightened Chu Feifan's body.

With both hands on Chu Feifan's back, the powerful internal force of "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" was poured into Chu Feifan's body.

The knife was placed on the fire to disinfect, and then Chu Feifan's chest was cut open.

In the blood and flesh, they saw the black iron bead.

It did not pierce the heart, but just deviated by about an inch.

The iron bead was quickly taken out, the wound was sutured, the golden wound medicine was sprinkled on it, and then he was carefully bandaged.

The internal force was endless and continued to pour into Chu Feifan's body.

It was unknown how long it took before Zhou Yuan stopped his hand as if he was exhausted, leaning against the wall and panting, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

It was not until this moment that he took out the blood-stained letter and opened it.

It recorded in detail the Han Chinese families and villages on Dongfan Island, including the forces centered on the court and the resources they had, and the help they could provide.

This letter was crucial for Zhou Yuan to make subsequent plans.

Zhou Yuan sighed and gritted his teeth and said, "King of Dharma, you didn't disappoint me in the end."

As if he had heard Zhou Yuan's words, Chu Feifan slowly woke up.

He opened his eyes weakly, and the first thing he said was, "Boy... I don't want to swim anymore."

Zhou Yuan couldn't help laughing and said, "Don't worry, I'll let you go to a place without the sea in the future."

Chu Feifan was relieved.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I've said it before, I'm the best in the world here, it's not that easy to die.

This was the only thought in his mind.