Zongman: The post-2D era

Feng Feng's words echoed in the air, and the atmosphere in the car instantly became tense and solemn. He held Yukinoshita Yukino's hand tightly, with a firm light in his eyes, as if to point out the direction for her and lead her forward.

Yukinoshita Yukino seemed to be deeply touched by his words. She looked up at Feng Feng, her eyes full of trust and dependence.

Hand in hand, the two walked firmly towards Carriage No. 1. The lights in the car were dim and mysterious, as if telling an unknown story.

Their figures intertwined under the light, leaving behind deep shadows, as if recording their common experiences and emotions.

Feng Feng and Yukinoshita Yukino walked towards the door of the carriage. Fulilian looked at his departing back and sighed softly.

She looked down at the lotion in her hand, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart. She turned her head and looked out the window. The night was hazy and the stars were twinkling, as if they were the confusion and anxiety in her heart.

She closed her eyes gently, took a deep breath of fresh air, and tried to calm herself.

Fulilian looked at the backs of the well-matched couple, and her heart was filled with emotions like a rainstorm. She stood up gently and whispered, "Fengfeng, I have something to tell you when you come back after you finish your work."

In Carriage No. 1, the lights were dim and the atmosphere was heavy. The moment Feng Feng stepped into the car, it seemed as if the entire space was shaken.

His figure looked particularly tall under the light, and his brows revealed an unshakable determination. He held Yukinoshita Yukino's hand tightly, with a resolute light flashing in his eyes.

In a corner of the carriage, an old wooden table stood quietly, with a few yellowed letters scattered on the table.

On March 3, Feng Feng was burning Princess Loulan's confession letter in his hand.

Time and space shattered like glass!

Chapter 623: Feren in the Medicine House World

Friday, March 17

Train car number one.

In the past, the envelope in Feng Feng's hand was engraved with an exquisite Loulan totem, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

He opened the envelope and unfolded the letter paper, only to see dense handwriting on it, revealing a faint love and yearning for mystery.

The snowflake jade ornament in Yukinoshita Yukino's hand sparkled with a warm light under the light. She was stunned, her eyes full of confusion and surprise.

She looked up at Feng Feng, only to see that his eyes were deep and firm, as if he had some important message to convey to her.

"This is..." Yukinoshita Yukino's voice trembled a little. She was not sure what this sudden gift meant.

Feng Feng smiled slightly, walked to Yukinoshita Yukino, and whispered: "This is a gift from my future self to you, representing my commitment and protection to you. No matter what happens in the future, I will be like this snowflake, silently accompanying you and protecting you from the wind and rain."

At this time, carriage number two of the train.

In carriage No. 2 of the train, under the dim light, Fulilian hugged the white-haired Ferran tightly, her face full of worry and determination.

The white-haired Feren's face was pale and his breath was weak, as if he would disappear in this cold carriage at any time.

"Feren, you must hold on, we will definitely be able to save you." Fulilian's voice trembled a little, but her eyes were extremely firm.

She gently wiped the cold sweat from Ferran's forehead with her hand, trying to calm him with her warmth and strength.

The surrounding seats seemed to be deeply attracted by this scene, and were filled with sympathy and concern.

Feng Feng stood in a corner of the train, his eyes fixed on the gleaming golden armor on his body.

The armor seemed to have life, constantly flowing and changing on his body, like a group of fireflies dancing in the night sky. Every golden light seemed to be telling the secret of time, which made Feng Feng fall into deep contemplation.

He thought of his encounter with Ferren, and every moment they had spent together. The sweetness, the pain, the laughter, the tears, all shone in his heart like the golden light on the armor.

He closed his eyes, feeling the passage of time. The golden light seemed to travel through time and space, taking him back to the past and into the future.

He saw Feren's smile and the future they were protecting together.

Feren raised his old hand and wiped away Fulilian's tears with a philanthropist's smile: "Lady Fulilian, I finally see you. I haven't seen you for sixty-three years and seven months, and you are still so young."

Fulilian's tears fell on the back of Feren's hand like pearls falling off a string. She held his hand tightly and choked up, "Feren, how did you get so old?"

Ferran shook his head gently, with a bitter smile on his face: "Time is ruthless, Lady Fulilian. But I am already satisfied to see you again at the end of my life."

At this moment, the train suddenly shook violently and a cry of surprise was heard in the carriage.

Feng Feng suddenly opened his eyes and saw a dazzling light in front of the train. That light seemed to hide some huge secret.

Feng Feng moved, and came like a gust of wind, his eyes deep and full of power.

He stretched out his hand with his palm facing up, and saw several golden dots of light jumping and spinning in his palm like lively elves.

These light spots emitted a warm glow, illuminating the dim carriage as well as the nervous and expectant faces of Fulilian and Ferran.

Feng Feng chanted the ancient spell softly. His voice was as beautiful as the sound of nature and full of mysterious power.

As the spell progressed, the golden dots gradually gathered together, forming a dazzling beam of light. Feng Feng waved his hand lightly, and the beam flew towards Furen.

Ferran turned his head, and an angry blush suddenly appeared on his pale and weak face.

Her gaze was like a knife, shooting straight at Feng Feng who was standing beside her, her eyes full of blame and confusion.

Feng Feng was fixed by her gaze. The golden armor gleamed under the light, but at this moment it seemed to have lost its former luster.

"You have changed Lady Fulilian!" Although Feren's voice was weak, it was full of power.

Her finger trembled as she pointed at Fulilian, her eyes full of pain and helplessness. "You attacked her fate, regardless of the consequences and the responsibilities she had to bear. Many people's lives have been changed, including mine. Is it really right for you to do this?"

Feng Feng was silent, with a trace of guilt and struggle in his eyes. He knew that what Feilun said was true.

He did change Fulilian's fate, making her the guardian of this world, causing her to endure so much pain and suffering.

But he also believed that everything he did was for the greater good, for the peace and tranquility of the world.

Flillian hugged Ferren tightly, her fingers caressing her once old but now youthful face.

Her eyes were filled with maternal tenderness and endless worry, as if they carried all the affection and concern in the world.

She looked up at Feng Feng, and her once firm eyes now revealed a hint of uneasiness and confusion.

"Is Feren okay?" Her voice trembled slightly, as if carrying countless years of waiting and anticipation.

Feng Feng stared at Fulilian. He saw the expectation and anxiety in her eyes, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calm and firm.

"She's fine, Fulilian. But she's going to die of old age." Feng Feng said softly.

He waved his hand gently, and a golden light slowly rose from Feren's body, like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, warm and dazzling.

In that light, Feren's figure gradually became clearer, and his eyes revealed a hint of surprise and joy.

Feng Feng shook his head gently, his eyes full of helplessness and understanding.

He looked at Feren, the once beautiful girl, now with white hair and traces of time on her face, but her eyes still sparkled with determination and wisdom.

Fei Lun smiled in relief. Although her voice was a little trembling, it was full of calmness and composure. "I'm almost eighty years old, Feng Feng. I've long since become indifferent to life and death."

She looked up at the window, and the dazzling light seemed to be telling the brilliance and impermanence of life. "In this life, I have witnessed too many separations and reunions, and experienced too many ups and downs. Now, I am satisfied to meet Fulilian again."

Feren turned his head and gazed at Fulilian affectionately, with tears glistening in his eyes and a satisfied smile on his lips.

She whispered, "It took me forty years to realize the magic of chance encounter. At the end of my life, an accident finally allowed me to meet Lady Fulilian."

The carriage fell into a brief silence, with only the golden light flickering gently, as if crowning this affectionate confession.

Complex emotions surged in Fulilian's eyes. She looked at Feren, the partner who had accompanied her throughout her life, and felt an indescribable emotion in her heart.

"Feren, I will definitely save you."

Chapter 624: The End of the Medicine House World

Saturday, March 18

Train carriage number two.

Ferran struggled to stand up from her seat. Although her body was old, at this moment, her soul seemed to be rejuvenated.

She walked slowly towards Fulilian, and every step seemed so heavy and firm.

Flillian stood up, greeted Ferran and hugged her.

Their figures merged into one in the golden light, as if time had stopped at this moment, and only their emotions were intertwining and sublimating.

Furen took a deep breath, his eyes stayed on Feng Feng's face for a moment, then slowly turned to Fulilian.

Her face was filled with an unprecedented calmness and relief, as if all the resentment and entanglement had disappeared at this moment.

She smiled and said to Feng Feng: "I hated you, myself, and the world. But the moment I saw Lady Fulilian again, all my hatred turned into gratitude. I am grateful that I spent the last part of my life with the legendary person. I am grateful that I could feel warmth and peace in her arms."

Feren's words were full of affection and emotion, and her eyes were sparkling with tears. He slowly reached out and gently held Fulilian's hand, as if at this moment, their hearts were already closely connected and could not be separated.

Under the vast starry sky, a train, like a silver meteor, cut through the endless darkness and headed towards the distant distance.

In the starry sky, the stars are like countless pearls inlaid on endless silk, shining with mysterious and attractive light. The train is speeding past, as if it has opened up a silver road in this boundless sea of ​​stars, extending to the unknown shore.

Inside the train, the lights are soft and warm, forming a sharp contrast with the cold starry sky outside.

The starry sky outside the window is like a flowing painting, constantly changing its shape, which makes people marvel. Every time the train bumps, it seems to remind people that this is a journey through time and space, an exploration into the unknown.

In front of the train, somewhere in the starry sky, there seems to be a huge secret hidden, waiting for brave explorers to uncover it. And this train is the only way to that secret.

It carries people's hopes, dreams and courage, heading towards the unknown distance, towards the starry sky full of mystery and miracles.

Feng Feng stood quietly in front of the train window, looking deeply into the distant starry sky. There, there was a planet emitting a faint and mysterious light. It was the planet where the Medicine House world belonged.

His heart was full of anticipation, but also mixed with a hint of imperceptible worry.

The surface of the planet is covered with a thick layer of white clouds, as if it were a series of huge snow-capped mountains connected together, presenting a nine-story building model.

Ferren's screams echoed in the air, and her exclamations were as bright as the collision of stars.

She pointed at the planet in the distance, her eyes sparkling with admiration. The nine-story building model, each floor emitting a unique light, seemed to be telling of its mystery and power.

"One building guarding the world, how impressive." Feren's voice was full of respect. She seemed to see the power hidden in the building, a power that seemed to be able to withstand all wind and rain and protect the world.

The train sped through the starry sky, and the scenery outside the window kept changing, but the planet was always in sight. The light of the building was clearly visible in the starry sky, like an eternal lighthouse, guiding the direction and protecting the world.

Inside the No. 1 train compartment, the lights suddenly flickered, then returned to normal. In this empty compartment, the air seemed to carry a strange tension.

Suddenly, a figure appeared quietly in the corner of the carriage, as if walking out of nothingness.

The figure was wearing a black robe, with the brim of his hat covering his face, revealing only a pair of eyes as deep as stars.

In her hand she held a slender staff inlaid with complex silver runes that emitted a faint glow.

She slowly raised her head and looked through the car window at the distant starry sky. There was a deep light in her eyes, as if she was looking for something. The corners of her mouth curled up into a smile, which was full of mystery and depth.

"Phelan, this old you has become part of the train, a conductor."