I see the snow

Huacishu never thought that Xihuai would agree so simply.

Without any hesitation, he took the medicine powder in Huacishu's hand, and swallowed it into his throat in front of him, cleanly.

"Is it enough?"

The young man wiped his lower lip, then poured a cup of warm water from the teapot on the table and drank it - the dream grass will spread faster when it meets water.The sore that corroded the heart came immediately, Xi Huai's eyes darkened, but he still held back, and only frowned slightly.

Huacishu didn't speak in silence, Xi Huai held down the other remaining medicine bag with slightly trembling fingers, and swiped it towards him with some difficulty.

Then he put it in his arms and left without looking back.

From the beginning to the end, Huacishu didn't say a word, just sat there silently as if in a trance.

After a long time, when Xi Huai's figure was about to disappear at the end of the inn's line of sight, the young assassin in pink beside him asked, "Lord... Do you want to chase him?"

"..."

Huacishu didn't speak, but closed his eyes.

"I haven't heard that sentence for a long time."

The mysterious and indifferent lord of Shangjing murmured, as if in a trance, he whispered: "'I don't want to owe you each other'. Why...there are always people who can say such words in the world? I really hate..."

—because it keeps one up at night, haunted by the past.

"Lord, it's not good!"

During the silence, there was a panicked report from outside the door.

Huacishu raised his eyes and saw a subordinate leading a black figure stepping into the door.That person's rarely seen face was slightly pale, his lips were pursed like a broken edge, and there was a look of hesitation and hesitation between his brows.

"You all go and wait outside the door."

When Hua Ci was erected, he understood and ordered everyone to retreat outside.

After decades, Huacishu saw such an expression on the face of the black-clothed swordsman for the first time.The last time was when they broke into the Shengyang palace alone.

"Brother Six, what's the matter?"

Huacishu asked in a low voice.

"Sheng Yang... and the equipment for refining glazed bones."

The black-clothed assassin's lips moved invisibly, but what he spit out were earth-shattering words.Yu Huacishu's pupils tightened suddenly, and he continued: "Wang Weiliang suppressed nearly a thousand bone slaves, just waiting to threaten you...!"

……

Xi Huai stumbled all the way, leaving the deep forest with the help of tall trees.

When he was nearly out of the jungle, he briefly lost consciousness for several hours.That kind of burning pain, as if the whole heart was going to be melted, made even Ye Zhuyan feel unbearable.

However, Xi Huai was panting heavily, and when his forehead was covered with cold sweat, what he was thinking in his heart was:

...that's how it feels.

When he was poisoned by the dream grass in Yinzhi River, it turned out that what he experienced was such pain.

No wonder he refused to forgive him anymore. Such a poison was taken from the safety kit of his beloved. I am afraid that no one will have hope for each other anymore, right?

But...but.

When a person has done one wrong thing, even if he did not do the other wrong things, it is hard to justify.

He and Yinzhichuan are two people who shouldn't have met, right?

Xi Huai clenched the detoxification powder in his hand, and slowly staggered towards the city:

It doesn't matter whether we should meet or we shouldn't.Let all these mistakes end here...

"Mother...Father..."

When entering the city, Xi Huai suddenly discovered that the Hoshino City, which had only been away for a day, had completely changed.

Rusting houses and mud, panicked city residents, guards passing by in a hurry... The capital of stars and wilds, which was already on the verge of being critical, was unexpectedly broken——

Yan Qiren launched an attack.

There was a huge impact sound from the gate of the city, mixed with roars and wailing, and it looked like red flames from afar.

Some people are shouting "Let's go, let's go!"; some people are running for their lives with packages on their backs—but they don't know where they can escape. The Yanqi people have already surrounded the city of Starfield to death from outside. Screaming and being shot; more often, hugging relatives and young children, crying...

Xihuai passed by a house with the door open, in which hung a commoner who had committed suicide - after the bench was kicked off, the unaccompanied corpse dangled slightly on the beam.

"God...save Sheng Yang...what did we do wrong to commit such a crime..."

Crying and wailing kept rising and falling, and countless people knelt down, with tears on their faces, begging for heaven.

——These civilians did not enjoy the blessings of Sheng Yang when Sheng Yang was good; but when Sheng Yang died, they suffered the crimes brought about by Sheng Yang.

Although it was already expected, when this day really came, Xi Huai still couldn't help trembling slightly...

He seemed to have returned to the day when Canglan City was broken.

The same blood splattered the sky, the same panic and fear, and he was unable to retreat, not knowing where else he could hide.

Feeling that his breathing was a little tight, Xi Huai staggered back a step, then quickened his pace, and rushed towards Duke Zhen's mansion——

He wanted to see Yinzhichuan.

I don't know why, when he saw the blood and human life, for a moment, he doubted whether he was right to be indifferent to Sheng Yang's demise.

However, when he saw Yinfu again, he also gave Xi Huai a hard blow.

He looked at the mansion with the door open, and there was no sign of being broken into, but there was no one in the mansion.

"how come……"

Xi Huai stood on the spot, muttering to himself in a daze: "Yinzhichuan...Yinzhichuan!!"

He clenched the antidote powder that he had finally obtained in his hand, and shouted loudly in almost a gaffe.

However, the familiar mansions are already empty: the waterside pavilions, the paths and trees, the places where we used to pick up fallen flowers with Yinzhichuan, and the places where we pushed the swings are all empty.Xi Huai's own voice echoed in the large and silent environment.

The vegetation remains the same, and things are changing.

"You... are you looking for someone?"

After a long time, a timid woman's voice came from the kitchen.She probably came because there was too much chaos outside, seeing that the Zhen Guogong's mansion was empty, she had the courage to avoid it.

The woman was hiding under a bamboo basket in the kitchen, at this moment she carefully stretched out her head, and looked at Xi Huai probingly: "I... I just saw that a man in silver and white clothes ran outside... turn left."

Xi Huai's breath was stagnant, and he followed out in an instant——

At that moment, he thought, he finally got the antidote... I pray to God that he will find Yinzhichuan...!

two hours ago.

Yinzhichuan has never cared about Shengyang's life and death, when Yanqi started to attack the city, he was cleaning his gun in the room.

Zhuo Yin's sharp spear, Yin Zhichuan slowly rubbed from the end of the spear to the sharp front.

The mountains were shaking outside, but he was calm and composed to the extreme, as if he was no different from his usual idle morning.

The morning light penetrated through the window paper and fell on the carved wooden tabletop.

In the void, floating dust danced lightly.

On weekdays, there would still be the sound of the old concierge humming in the yard, but now Yinzhichuan has already driven them away.Let them go to the countryside around Hoshino Capital, escape the war, and then return to the city.

The yard was empty and silent, so Yin Zhichuan hummed "Why Return" to himself.

"...

The hero draws his sword, and the red makeup is empty.

The beauty puts on her makeup, Shizuze Besseirou..."

This is an empty and desolate song. When it is sung by the former army, it is always full of sadness of leaving people, as if it is hard to return, and the concubine is farewell.

However, Yinzhichuan's singing is different, everything he sings is frivolous, with a bit of aristocratic dandyism, which makes people think of the prosperous dream of the capital of stars and wilds, Xiangju Baoche.

"Help... help."

Faintly, there seemed to be a knock on the door for help from outside.But Yinzhichuan ignored it—he had heard too many such voices since Yanqi's army approached.

And he, Yin Zhichuan, is really a grudger. The abuse and accusations and unreasonable grievances made him harden his heart to the extreme for those who have hurt his blood relatives in the past.

——Why should I forgive? ...Why should redemption be done?Just because he was born in Jiangmen, he must have no complaints or hatred in his life, and can't complain even after suffering all kinds of injustice?

Yin Zhichuan is tired. He is a person who is not bound by any ethics and morality. He will do things that his ancestors would not have dared to think about.

Instead of protecting these indiscriminate and disheartening people, it is better to spend the last time of life alone.

Drink a glass of wine quietly and think of some happy memories.

"Hey... help, who is that! Who is that!! Help me——"

However, the faint cry for help did not fade away, but became more desperate.The thick and heavy giants were also photographed with a "bang bang".Yin Zhichuan didn't pay attention at first, he had already made up his mind - until later, in a trance, he suddenly found that the voice of this shout was somewhat familiar.

"Help me...I...I'm so scared..."

The hand holding the wine glass froze slightly, and the ominous premonition in Yin Zhichuan's heart became stronger, he put down the wine glass hesitantly, and walked to the gate of the mansion.

However, just a moment before he was about to open the door, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps at the door, like a group of people united to arrest a person, with noisy voices and mixed movements.It was also mixed with impatient cursing.

"Run! Still running!"

"Tell you, be honest with me...don't ask for trouble!"

"I have received all the money, and I regret it at this time, is it too late!?"

……

And strangely, amidst these cursing, the person being chased didn't make the slightest sound, just sobbed.

It seems that even the slightest disobedience is not dared.

"Let's go, go back with me!"

A group of people escorted the prey, won a big victory, and walked back pushing and shoving.From a distance, it seemed that they were saying: "...the next batch, it's your turn!"

"..."

When Yinzhichuan pushed open the door, he could only see a distant figure: a group of men in linen clothes, buttoning up a skinny and shriveled child——

It seemed to be a telepathy, at the moment when he was about to pass the corner of the wall, the boy turned his head——

It's a dirty, familiar little face, little beggar!

Yinzhichuan was stunned, but the next moment, as if he was afraid of being seen by Yinzhichuan again, the corner of the little beggar's lips twitched, and he turned his head timidly.

...don't follow...?

……Help?

Yinzhichuan thought hesitantly, at that moment, he couldn't figure out what the little beggar didn't finish expressing.

It was just a few minutes before the door was opened, what did he want to say to himself?

Where did he run out desperately to survive, and where is he going to be caught soon?

Yinzhichuan only hesitated for a moment, then he opened the door and followed quickly——

At this time, the door of the Zhen Guogong's mansion was wide open, and after half a quarter of an hour, Xi Huai rushed over.

However, at this moment, Yinzhichuan chased several streets away, and when he was getting closer to the gate of the city, he suddenly stepped into a muddy warm swamp.

He raised his leg, and belatedly, he saw the wet bright red blood on the edge of the silver-lined white boots.

It was hard to describe Yin Zhichuan's mood when he saw the blood pool mixed with semen.

It wasn't the first time he was on the battlefield, but it was the first time he saw such a bloody and cruel scene in the city.

The bustling capital city where people come and go no longer exists, only the bloodbathed Shura hell.

Because it is directly facing the main force of the Yanqi people's attack, the main entrance is much more terrifying than other places in the Hoshino City.

All that can be seen are severed limbs.There were also soldiers whose stomachs had been cut open, bloody intestines dripping all over the floor.

A trickle of blood flowed from the body, like the sound of a brook.

Normally, if such a terrifying scene were seen by any young lady or child, she would cover her eyes and feel sick, but at this time——

A dirty child with a bloody face curled up in a corner, holding a puppy, watching all this dully.

When Yinzhichuan passed in front of her, she stiffly raised her head and glanced at Yinzhichuan. Yinzhichuan noticed that there seemed to be tears in her eyes, but the child didn't show any expression, just sitting there like a foolish puppet. There.

He didn't know how to hide when the arrow came, and there was no movement when the flying stone fell in front of him.

"You... hide in a safe place."

Yin Zhichuan subconsciously said.

But immediately, he was stunned again: How can there be a safe place in the capital of Hoshino at this moment?

Even the fall of Jinghua Palace may only be a matter of time.Except for those who escaped earlier, the people who are still in the city today are probably going to be buried with Sheng Yang.

"Be careful."

Subconsciously, Yin Zhichuan blocked another flying arrow for the little girl, and told her: "Anyway, don't stay here... Find a place where you can hide, and hide first...!"

There was no time to personally escort the child to a completely safe place, so Yinzhichuan had no choice but to hug her first, and then stuffed her and her puppy into a rice jar in an empty house, repeating repeatedly: "Don't make a sound...don't Run around. Come out when it is safe enough!"

However, when will it be "safe enough", and whether that time will come, Yin Zhichuan doesn't know.

He had let go of the big picture for so long that he was powerless to change it.

The whereabouts of the little beggar have been lost, Yin Zhichuan had no choice but to continue walking forward——

Closer to the city gate, there were many dark figures.It was not clear what they were doing when they gathered together, but only faint roars and cries could be heard.

Worried about scaring the snake away, after a short pause, Yinzhichuan stripped off a suit of clothes from a dead body by the side of the road and mixed into the crowd.

"We...will die, right?"

A trembling voice, a soldier crouched under the city wall, said tremblingly in a low voice.

"no, I can not……"

However, the other companion, whose fear made his smile look uglier than not smiling, still encouraged and replied: "Just shoot one arrow, and we will withdraw immediately after the shot... That's what the notice said at the beginning. It should be fine."

"However, those who were recruited in the previous batch did not come back alive at all..."

The soldier with a dark face was still trembling: "I didn't even see the corpse..."

"Maybe they're still alive?"

The fellow villager twitched the corners of his lips stiffly: "...That's why I didn't see the corpse...Maybe there is another way to retreat, and they all went from there."

"..."

There was silence in the assembled team.

But everyone knows that the fear of the unknown is flowing in this team, forming an invisible but huge pressure.

They are the righteous men who saw the sign on the top of the city and came to sign up for the "King of Qin".

Because there is a piece of paper from Yushitai, and ten gold bahts can be received, these poor children who have probably never seen so much money in their life joined it almost without hesitation.

But after they were incorporated, what is surprising is that Wang Weiliang and other officials who claimed to train them to become "great pillars" did not give them systematic training at all.Even basic military operations have not been carried out.

They were only given an exquisitely crafted glazed jade arrow, which was cold to the bone in their hands, and even in the sun, there was a strange and cold taste.

Wang Weiliang told them to drop a drop of his own blood into the jade arrow.

Afterwards, this "righteous soldier" was never taken care of again.

"No, stop guessing for no reason!"

As if he couldn't bear the morale of the army on the verge of collapse, a soldier with a crew-shaven appearance and an extremely honest appearance stood up.

"Lord Mo, Lord Wang, you are all very good! Didn't he give us ten gold bahts!? You don't want to repay your kindness by doing something worse than that beast!"

The honest soldier has a loud voice and a rough voice. It seems that he seldom speaks so loudly in front of people, and even his face is flushed: "...Guan Xing Pavilion and Lin Yushi are very dignified, but which one has given us a son?" Son!? If you want me to say, they have always been enemies with Mr. Wang and Mr. Mo, I have long since hated them!"

"..."

Everyone looked at him blankly.

"What's more, which one of the above is not an elite, and which one doesn't understand better than us?"

The honest soldier continued: "With the brains like ours who plant rice seedlings, we can blindly figure out what other people make and decide what to do!... The rumors that spread in the army must be Yan Qi's secret work. They are all here to harm us Sheng Awesome!"

"..."

In the silence, still no one spoke.

"Next time, stop talking about such rumors!"

The red-faced soldier said loudly: "Besides, I'm going to report to Lord Superintendent, and I'll arrest you all as spies!"

Among the silent crowd, people have different hearts.

As early as a few days ago, no one questioned these words.But as the facts that are right in front of us happen again and again, some solid and unshakable concepts are faltering.

"Hey—you guys, line up and come here!"

Just at this time, the guards from afar came over.They used to guard these "righteous men" like piglets, but now they lazily drove them away: "Take your arrows and follow me!...It's your turn!"

The honest farmer who had spoken just now straightened his chest, as if he wanted to cheer up his companions, and walked over first.

The rest of the people were timid, but they had no choice but to follow as if they were going to die.

However, just approaching the top of the city wall, all the self-deceiving lies just ended——

I saw a pile of white bones on display under the wall directly facing Yan Qiren.

"This... what's going on..."

Some people were fighting with each other, screaming out in fear.

"Never mind."

The supervising army lazily ordered them: "Take your arrows and aim at Yan Qi's corpse soldiers and shoot them out!"

——After all, he followed Xi Huai’s suggestion. The guard of Hoshino Capital set up a drum formation outside the city, and threw down the poisonous mist that pierced the mouth and nose. Yan Qi’s surviving soldiers were all repelled. The lower part of the living corpses, which are painless and will not be poisoned, are still wandering repeatedly at the gate of the city.

"Shoot, shoot, and you can go, right?"

However, seeing those rotting corpses with bloody mouths open, the volunteer soldiers who had not experienced any professional training were terrified, and even their voices trembled.

The guards looked indifferent and didn't give them any response. The volunteers had no choice but to bite the bullet and bend their bows and arrows——

"Whoosh-"

The glazed bone arrow whizzed out, with freezing temperature, it ruthlessly penetrated into the rotten eye socket of a living corpse of Yan Qi.

"It's a shot, it's a shot!"

The man shouted happily: "I was a good hunter when I was in the village, and I was a good at killing Yanqi dogs—uh—"

However, the next moment, that person seemed to be strangled by some invisible hand, his face was flushed, and his limbs were trembling.

The hand that held the glazed arrow just now was even more twisted and deformed—as if something cold and terrifying was trying to get in.

The ordinary farmer who had never done anything evil in his life stared at his hands with wide eyes. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

Blood dripped from his fingertips, and the flesh and blood were melting, but in an instant, a person who was still alive just now turned into a pile of bones!

The one who died at the same time as him was the living corpse that Yan Qifang was shot by.

"This... what is this..."

Everyone started to get scared, and they were pale and wanted to retreat, but the guards had already blocked their retreat.

They were waiting to be slaughtered like a herd of sheep, without the slightest ability to resist, and there was no possibility of passing the news so that the next batch of waiting volunteers would flee.

"Forget it."

The guards were still lazy: "Here." They even pouted their mouths to signal the wandering carrion under the city wall: "If you want to escape, you will be killed on the spot; but if you shoot Yan Qi's carrion and die, at least He is still a great hero! 'Righteous man', 'righteous man', haha, you don't know that you are recruiting soldiers to be righteous men!!"

"...W-why, it's like this..."

In the crowd, some people were already crying.

They are all old people or children who have no strength to restrain their chickens. The really young and strong young people have already escaped.It is rare to come here to join the army.

There is almost no chance of winning against the city supervisors armed with weapons.

——It's not that I didn't think about sacrifice, but I didn't expect it to be like this, like a tool that is used once and then discarded.

"I...I don't want to die..."

The little beggar who was also in the crowd whispered.

He noticed the strangeness in the army earlier than others, but still didn't have enough courage to escape.

At that time, in front of Yinzhichuan's mansion, he could have yelled for Yinzhichuan to save him.

But he didn't after all.

why?Is there still a glimmer of hope for this Sheng Yang?Is it because you are unwilling to be ignored all your life, and finally have a chance to be called "the mainstay of prosperity"?

……he does not know.

But the hesitation between these thoughts was already enough to cost him his life.

"I don't want to die...I don't want to die...!!"

The little beggar suddenly burst out with unique courage, and he shouted:

Yes, he hasn't bought a big house in Hoshino Capital, hasn't opened a flower shop, and hasn't used up the money he carefully saved... How could he die?

In desperation, the young man stood up abruptly, recklessly pushed away the superintendent in front of him and rushed out——

It takes only a stone to break the silence, and after him others, feeling deceived, rush forward, shouting and pushing everything in their way to break free of this prison.

The overseers who thought they were sure of winning were taken aback, but they didn't expect that they would suddenly have such courage.

"Hey... how can you leave..." The supervisor shouted: "You are Shengyang people... You traitors, traitors...!"

However, voluntary death in a sober state is a righteous man; death due to deception and coaxing is to weave morality into shackles to realize selfish desires.

The little beggar felt that he had never run so fast in his life.

He didn't know where to go, he just ran around——

"Hey."

However, suddenly, a hand stretched out from nowhere, grabbing him suddenly, and pulling him to his side, it was a cloth-clothed man with a dusty face.

"Hmm..." The little beggar reflexively resisted and struggled, but the next moment, the man took advantage of the situation and fired a cold arrow towards him——

Yin Zhichuan said: "It's me."

"..."

The little beggar immediately quieted down.

Yinzhichuan raised his feet and turned around smoothly, blocking all the arrows thrown at those volunteer soldiers, blocking them behind him, and confronting the two supervising soldiers who were chasing them.

Yin Zhichuan didn't expect the superintendent's reaction when he saw him.

Xue Pirui is a member of a wealthy family in the capital of the stars, but no one pays attention to him except that he walks out of their circle with some airs.

The guard heard that something happened to the "rice man" used to hold the glazed arrow, so he hurriedly notified the lieutenant, Xue Pirui hurried over, and met Yinzhichuan face to face.

"Yin... the seventh son of Yin."

As if in a dream, Xue Pirui looked Yinzhichuan up and down thoroughly, then slapped himself hard, and found out that all this was actually real - he cried out for his father and mother in an instant: "Seventh son , you have come to save us!!"

Yinzhichuan discovered that the wonder of the world is that you can never guess what will happen in the next moment.

He thought that he would not be threatened by anyone again, just like being released from the bottom hell, returning home alone to face the seven coffins of his father and brother, weeping and swearing.

But at this moment, he looked at Xue Pirui, the son of a noble family who was once considered to be well-known in the capital of the stars, with dust on his face and ragged clothes, looking at him with eyes like begging to see the savior, Yin Zhichuan found himself unexpectedly In addition to the disgust, what I feel is numbness.

He watched Xue Pirui and other supervisors put down their weapons, and knelt down in front of him with a "plop" without the slightest sloppy, and said tearfully:

"I'm sorry, Seventh Young Master, when the Duke of Zhenguo was wronged, my father not only did not lend a helping hand, but also wanted to kill you together... But, but that was all his idea!! It has nothing to do with me!! The old man was driving a crane last year. Go west, if you want to hate him, I will go back and smash the old bastard's tablet!!...But, I, Xue Pirui, am innocent!!!"

Speaking of which, he is also an imposing seven-foot man, but at this moment, kneeling in front of Yinzhichuan and crying for his father and mother to repent, it makes people feel no pity.

Everyone didn't know why Yin Zhichuan suddenly appeared here, but everyone knew that he couldn't be asked to leave again.

Slowly, the militiamen who had been standing behind Yinzhichuan seeking shelter also knelt down and grabbed the ground with their heads:

"I'm sorry, Major General...I, what we said to you before should not be...some things made you unhappy! But...please, save us! We...we don't want to die , we don’t want to die!!”

"You are so kind... Major General, please forgive us!!"

"If you're not happy, Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao, I'll cut off this finger that threw rotten leaves to the Yin Mansion!..."

The wailing and pleading voices gradually increased, and they hugged Yin Zhichuan's leg—that leg was long and straight, wrapped in a silver robe, and it couldn't have been more romantic.Everyone has seen the romantic experience of riding a straddle horse on the street.Even now wearing a gray earthen robe, he still looks extraordinary.

They smeared tears on Yinzhichuan's robe, and hugged him tightly, as if they were afraid that he would suddenly leave in the next moment.

Yin Zhichuan stood there in a daze, looking at the people who were crying and begging him all over the floor, a sense of irony and sadness rose in his heart.

Why...why would someone do such a thing.

When you don't know right from wrong, you cause great harm to others, and then beg without dignity when you ask for something.

Of course, the saddest thing is that Yin Zhichuan found that he was still unable to reject them indifferently.

He thought he could.

"Go... let's go!"

Among the people all over the place trying to keep Yin Zhichuan, there was only a weak voice murmuring: "Hey...you go!"

It's a little beggar.

He was the first person rescued by Yinzhichuan, and he was also the person closest to Yinzhichuan.

He pulled Yin Zhichuan's skirt and said in a low voice: "Don't do for us what you don't intend to do. This is our own choice, and we should bear the consequences!"

Yin Zhichuan turned his head and found that the child's eyes were full of clear light, as usual, he looked a little stubborn.But it is completely different from other people crawling on the ground.

"Leave us alone... let's go!!"

Vigorously, he pushed Yinzhichuan back towards the steps of the tower.The crowd suddenly exclaimed, but the little beggar desperately held them back and prevented them from chasing Yinzhichuan——

At the same time, the supervising army was flustered, Xue Pirui quickly ordered, and said: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't let Young General Yin leave. Keep the seventh son!!—"

However, at this moment, an even more disturbing military report came, and the guard downstairs climbed up the stairs in a shit:

"No, no, my lord, the rotting corpses that haven't moved for a long time have started to attack again. We... we don't have glazed arrows, so we can't hold it anymore!"

"Didn't it mean that Gu Xuedu's control over the bell will be greatly reduced if the distance is more than three kilometers!"

"Subordinates don't know."

The guard wept bitterly: "The subordinates are indeed arranged according to the formation method in the kit left by that young master..."

The ground shook and the mountains shook, as if to verify the current information—a rotten hand climbed to the edge of the city wall.The stench of corpses brought about by long-death enveloped everyone on the tower.

"Uhhhh-"

A scream of fear rang out instantly. The living corpse moved slowly, but its skin was hard, because the corpse was several times larger than an ordinary person.

It wandered around blankly, but it was not afraid of any swords. It only caught anyone, and then pulled it down in front of it and bit off its throat.And the corpse poison flowing out from the nails is enough to kill anyone who touches it.

In the third year of Chongxin, the capital of Hoshino was in chaos.

There are dead corpses wanton, so that the prosperity is exhausted, and the dragon veins are cut off.

The poison and drum sounds that could have been used to cure Gu Xuedu had already been deciphered four years ago.

It was a young man with eyes as clear as stars, who said to Gu Xuedu: "I would like to be Shunhua's lamp keeper."

Therefore, Gu Xuedu's corpse barrier is no longer limited by the distance.

However, all these stories happened after Xihuai left Yanqi.He never knew.

The guards on the city tower, which were the last layer of protection for the Hoshino City, were in a mess, and the black smoke burned up, and burned to the magnificent and complicated national emblem on the flagpole.

Looking from afar, one could only see countless swaying and distorted black figures, and screams of fear.

"Huh...uh..."

The little beggar was breathing hard, looking up at the gray sky.He seemed to be trying to tell what time it was, whether it was near sunset or just before nightfall.

The people around him were already crazy, fleeing for their lives or being trampled to death on the way.

But all of this doesn't matter, because when the carrion climbed up the city wall, the one who happened to be standing there was the little beggar.He was one of the first few to be bitten.

Blood was continuously flowing out of his throat, but the little beggar suddenly figured out something——

He always thought that Sheng Yang's monarch and adults were much more powerful than him.Read the books of many sages.

So what they want him to do must always be right.

It was later discovered that this was indeed the case—

It's just correct for the superior royal power and monarchs.

They had read sage books and had clever ideas beyond his imagination, but they were not their people.

They stood opposite the little beggar.

The "right thing" they did was for the Shengyang royal family.

It's ridiculous, he only realized this today, but it's too late.

His flower shop hasn't opened yet... Although he no longer wants to buy a big house in the capital of stars and fields to live in.

He wanted to go back to the countryside and find his mother.

"Hey...hey."

In a hazy consciousness, the little beggar suddenly heard someone calling him beside him.

He tried his best to open his eyes, and saw Yinzhichuan whose face was covered in blood.

He seemed to be trying his best to help him suppress the pierced throat, but the little beggar knew it was all in vain.

"You go."

For the last time, the little beggar said: "If you have someone you want to see... in this world, if you still have someone you want to see, it is not a last wish. Don't die here for us." [*Note 1]

But Yin Zhichuan thought, it doesn't matter.Because he himself will not live long.

The person he loves the most planted dream grass on him.

"Remember to hang Mingshenglan... in front of the door..."

The little beggar finally said, and then he twitched, more blood poured from the open throat, and the 12-year-old closed his eyes.

Yinzhichuan stared blankly at the person in front of him, and by his ears, there were still constant fights and screams.

The dead are eating, and ordinary people are running. For the rights and territories, the king wants to ignite the flames of the whole of China.

He stared blankly at all this——

The ugly poor world.

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[*Note 1]: "As long as there is someone you want to see, you are not alone." - Natsume's Book of Friends.