In the vast white snowfield, a man dressed in a cloak and a hat carried a long black baggage, trudging with difficulty, and with each step, the snow covered his calves with a creaking sound. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe howling north wind blew the black hair that he had draped over his shoulders and floated back, revealing a long, somewhat hideous scar on his face.

The footprints stretch straight forward on the snowfield, but I don't know where the final destination will be?

He is Yang Zhi, a homeless man with no country, no home and no relatives.

In Woniu Mountain, after separating from Princess Zhaohua, he began to wander aimlessly, he didn't know where he was going? I don't know what the way forward will be.

Revenge used to be the reason to support him to survive in the Ten Thousand Swords Array, but the cruel reality told him that even if he crossed the gate of the ninth level and became the top group of martial arts cultivators in this world, he still didn't see enough in front of his enemies. for his enemies have gone further than him.

In terms of personal martial arts, he is a step behind, and when it comes to secular forces, he is even more out of reach. His enemies are now responding to every call, turning their hands into clouds and turning their hands into rain, and he himself is about to become a water dog that everyone shouts to kill.

Under the smear of the Great Chu Imperial Court in the past few years, his father, the person who had worked hard for the Great Chu Dynasty and exhausted his life's energy, in the hearts of the people, was in the past virtuous appearance, little by little, incarnated into a greedy, cruel, and insidious hypocrite.

Even in a remote countryside like Liquan County, when the people now mention the former Zuo Xiang, many people will spit on the ground and scold the dog official.

"We are so poor, but we were harmed by this dog official."

Listening to the scolding of these ignorant and ignorant people in the countryside, Yang Zhi only felt a burst of sadness.

He walked into the mountains, wandered in it for a period of time without purpose, and the moment he finally came out, he found that he was lost, he didn't know where he was, where he went, but he didn't care, the stripes came and went without worry, and he didn't care where he went?

He walked straight forward, and the footprints behind him were like a black line engraved in the snow.

At the end of the field of vision, a black line appeared, wisps of cooking smoke rose, but it was quickly blown into a scattered fog by the north wind, alone in the deep mountains, Yang Zhi, who had walked in the snow for many days, had a faint joy in his heart, it turned out that he still couldn't get out of the secular world, and he re-arrived in a populated place, so that he could let the pool of stagnant water in his heart ripple slightly.

Quickening his pace, he walked in that direction.

With his current martial arts cultivation, he can completely step on the snow without a trace, but he is still walking forward with some difficulty with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Preserving every bit of his true power and using every part of his strength where it should be used is the most profound truth he learned in the Ten Thousand Swords Array, because the waste of the indication will make him find that they have been consumed by himself in vain when he needs this strength the most.

This is a small town, but what surprised Yang Zhi was that it was unusually prosperous, just a few hundred meters of streets, with many shops and people coming and going, and what made him even more vigilant was that this was a place for Qi people, because the first step into the street, the first thing he saw was a post station, and from the outside, he could see that such a small place actually raised more than a dozen good horses. On the streets, you can also see sporadic Qi soldiers walking by from time to time.

It is not an ordinary county soldier, but a regular field army of Qi people. Like the Chu people, the regular field army of the Qi people and the county soldiers belonged to different military departments, and there were also great differences in clothing.

In fact, not only these two countries, but also Qin and Chu, the military system of the four countries is the same, because of their predecessor, the Tang Empire, at that time, the Tang army was divided into two systems, the field army was responsible for national defense, and the county soldiers were responsible for Annei, each performing its own duties.

Yang Zhi stretched out his hand and pulled the lower eaves of the hat, his head was lowered, and he walked slowly on the street, the only thing to be thankful for is that on the street, there are many people dressed like him, who are all walking the rivers and lakes at a glance, and they also wrap their swords in black cloth, but those people are grandiosely carrying weapons in their hands, and those people who come and go seem to be accustomed to these, and no one asks at all.

This reassured Yang Zhi a lot.

As soon as his spirit relaxed, his stomach growled, and he walked into a restaurant on the side of the street at random, and chose a place near the corner to sit down, which had an unobstructed view of the entire store, and the key was that he was facing the ladder upstairs while leaning against the window, which was really the best choice for a person like him with a ghostly heart.

Of course, for a lot of people who have already sat in the store, this place is not suitable, because not only will the wind blow down from the stairs, but the window paper in that window will also break a big hole, and the cold wind is swishing in.

Of course Yang Zhi didn't care, after the martial arts stepped into the ninth level, the internal breath naturally flowed, for him, it was long since the cold and heat invaded, even if he was sitting in this place naked, it would not make him feel cold.

"A pot of wine, three catties of mutton!" He simply said to Xiao Er, who came over with a smile on his face, he knew that his accent was very different from the people here, and if he could talk less, he would try to talk as little as possible.

He didn't want to speak, but the shopkeeper was like all the little ones in the world, a little rapped, and while taking off the rag from his shoulder and wiping the table vigorously, he smiled and said, "Are the heroes also going to the front line to help the war?" At first glance, it must be ah, in the past few days, many heroes have spontaneously gone to the front line to help the war. ”

"Hmm!" Yang Zhi hummed softly.

After receiving an affirmative reply, Xiao Er seemed a little more excited, "Chu Gou is so despicable, he actually launched a surprise attack, our Daqi has suffered a small loss this time, when the news came out, everyone was indignant, and the **** heroes who were close to the left couldn't wait to go to the front line to help!" ”

While snorting, he quickly ran to the counter, took a large plate of cut mutton and a pot of warm wine, and put them in front of Yang Zhi. "Today, there is good news from the post house, let's pull back for a while."

Yang Zhi raised his head expressionlessly, the scar on his face looked even more terrifying, seeing Xiao Er's trembling, Yang Zhi took out a small ingot of silver from his arms and stuffed it into Xiao Er's arms: "It's all yours." ”

"Thank you, thank you." Xiao Er is overjoyed, this ingot of silver is afraid that there are no two or two, he has really made a lot of small fortunes in the past few days, these Jianghu guests are really arrogant, and they are waiting carefully in front of them.

When the tip arrived, Xiao Er was no longer noisy, and it could be seen that this person didn't like to talk much, so he smiled and said that the guest officer was slow to use it and stepped aside.

Yang Zhi slowly drank wine, ate mutton, these days to eat some raw and cold wild things, the first time to eat hot things, I feel sweet and delicious, as for the Qi people and the Chu people to fight you to the death, does it still have anything to do with you now?

There was another chaotic sound of footsteps outside the door, and four or five people opened the curtain and entered, four men and one woman, and the most surprising thing was that the woman was still holding a swaddling baby in her arms.

Yang Zhi smiled slightly, the martial arts of these people were good, but except for the woman, the rest of them were all covered with blood, as if they had just experienced a fight not long ago.

"Shopkeeper, serve wine and meat." A few people unceremoniously walked to the position of the store near the stove, and the first person patted the table and began to drive people, the original table also seemed to be a few heroes of the rivers and lakes, and their eyes were just about to attack, and one of the men in the group of people who had just walked in suddenly took out a sign and was still on the table. He immediately checked out and left.

Ghosts! Yang Zhi's face changed in one corner, and his body shrank inward, he was not afraid of these people, but he didn't want these people to find out their traces.

Since this is close to the front line, it is not surprising that the ghost shadow appeared, but when did the ghost still take the child on a mission? Yang Zhi's heart was extremely strange.

The child's crying interrupted Yang Zhi's thoughts, the woman was obviously not the child's mother, and she was a little helpless about the child's crying, and she was hurriedly coaxing the child, but the child cried a little louder.

"Ninth sister, this child is hungry, why don't you feed him a little milk?" A rough man laughed and looked at the woman.

"You're going to nurse him!" But women are also unrelenting.

"I thought, but not that object!" The man patted his well-developed pectoral muscles with both hands and smiled. His eyes scanned back and forth over the woman's plump breasts.

"Zhou Xiaoyan, are you trying to find yourself uncomfortable?" The woman was furious.

"Okay, okay, Ninth Sister, just kidding, you go to the back kitchen, find some rice soup to feed this little ancestor, and the rest of the people eat quickly, it's not far from the camp, hurry up and go on the road after eating, and when you get to the camp, it's over." The leader knocked on the table impatiently and said.

The woman stood up and shoved the child in her hand into the hand of the man who had just teased him, "Here you go." ”

The man didn't know how to hold the child at all, and when the little child came to him, he raised his hands far away, holding the child, and shouted: "I can't do it, I can't hold it well, I'm careless, and I can't afford to eat it if I accidentally pinch it." ”

Seeing the child held in the hand by the man, Yang Zhi's blood suddenly surged up to his head, and the head and face of the child hanging in the air were tilted to his side, and a small turquoise sign on his neck fell in the air.

This face, as well as the jade plate with a special shape, isn't this Princess Zhaohua's child? That night, he also stared deeply at the two children in front of the blue shake. (To be continued.) )