Chapter 1169 Yang Zaixing

After breaking free from the ice, I realized that there were three other things on my body, which were not missing.

First, it is the glazed green lantern left by the ancient Buddha, but the flame of the glazed green lantern has been extinguished again, and at this time, it looks like it is just an ordinary lamp;

Second, it is the Heaven-Shaking Divine Bow, the golden light on this golden bow has disappeared, and it looks like an ordinary bow;

The third is the Xuanwu shell of the Emperor Zhenwu.

This basalt shell was originally used by the Zhenwu Emperor to imprison me and prevent me from escaping from the Taiji diagram, at this time, it turned into a small turtle shell, which happened to be placed in my arms, and the back of the turtle shell was outlined into a unicorn pattern by the cold stars.

I can feel that I have a faint connection with this unicorn pattern.

It's just that I lost all my mana, so I couldn't wake it up.

Otherwise, this Golden Shell Xuanwu Tower, which was formed from the turtle shell of the True Martial Emperor, would definitely be able to be used by me.

Apart from these three things, there is nothing else in me from that world.

According to the scene I saw from the galaxy of time, the Chiyou Tiger Knife and the Zhenwu Soap Carving Banner fell into Hua Xiaosao's hands at the same time, while the Blood Brake Buddha Knife fell into the hands of Green Beads.

The remaining magic weapons brought by the Taiji Diagram should also be the Blood Devouring Knife and the Mutton Fat Jade Pure Bottle, the Taiji Diagram, the Heaven-Shaking Golden Arrow, the Four Seas Dragon Soul, and my Xuan Bee Gourd, etc., which have disappeared.

With the three things in order, I checked my "gear".

On my body, I was wearing a silver helmet and silver armor, and in the river below, there was a silver-white tall horse, and a golden spear with a wine glass and a length of more than three meters.

It's just that at this time, whether it is the white horse's body or "me", it is full of feathered arrows.

That's right, "my" is obviously very unlucky, this appearance, even people and horses, has been "killed" by ten thousand arrows.

Not only died, but also "tragic death", even the silver armor of the whole body was shot to tatters by feather arrows, and the whole body was afraid of hundreds of arrows.

For ordinary people, such an injury is naturally certain death, but for my identity as a "corpse", it is like a drizzle.

I simply used the corpse power, and then stretched out my hand, and pulled out the feather arrows that were full of nails on my body, leaving only a few arrows on my back, because I couldn't reach them, I couldn't pull them out, so I had to give up.

Even though it was a corpse, after pulling out the arrow, I still felt a feeling of weakness coming from deep in my bones, spreading all over my body.

Under the effect of the Yin and Yang pole corpse refining skills, the bleeding wound was quickly stopped, but the consumption of physical strength was not able to recover for a while.

Even if it has corpse power, in a certain state, the corpse is almost the same as that of mortals, but the absorption of corpse qi and the use of corpse power are more refined, but in itself, it still needs to replenish energy with food like ordinary people.

Of course, if you don't eat food, you won't die, but your body will change, first "die", then become a green-faced and fanged zombie, and then become a human again until you get food.

It's like a creature that walks between humans and zombies.

Half-human, half-corpse in the truest sense of the word.

No, I need to get out of here and regain my strength first.

Without knowing anything about the world, I don't want to be a corpse.

Thinking about it, I smashed my fist on the ice, smashed the ice open, took out the three-meter-long golden gun from it, paused, and held it in my hand.

On the handle of the golden gun, there is a word engraved: Yang.

Poplar?

The Yang family will shoot the Yang family?

You can't blame me for association, you can only blame the Yang family gun of the Yang family general for being too famous.

I searched around my body again, and sure enough, on the gold belt around my waist, I saw a gold medal with five big characters written on it: Pioneer General Yang Zaixing.

Yang Zaixing?

Ouch I'll go, my identity is actually this thing.

No wonder he was buried in the icy river with thousands of arrows in his body.

I remember that Yang Zaixing is quite famous, superb in martial arts, the great-grandson of Yang Liulang, the Yang family's gun, is one of the rare famous generals in the Yue family's army, and Yue Fei is a sworn brother.

It's a pity that because of greed, after killing the four vanguard generals of the Jin soldiers, the Jin soldiers fled, and wanted to take a shortcut to chase and kill the Jin soldiers, but they fell into the small merchant river full of silt, and were shot to death by the Jin soldiers and their horses.

It is said that when he died, he was only in his early twenties, and it was a pity that he was a young hero.

I didn't expect that I would become Yang Zaixing!

But it also makes sense, I appeared in this period of the Jingkang Rebellion, the late Northern Song Dynasty and the early Southern Song Dynasty as a corpse, and according to the evolution of my identity, I should have been a "dead man".

So I became Yang Zaixing, who was shot to death by ten thousand arrows.

Yang Zaixing was resurrected.

The butterflies in the butterfly effect have already flashed their wings, and I am afraid that the original historical trend will also be rewritten.

At this time, it was already early in the morning, and the sky was slightly bright, and I took the golden gun in my hand, identified a direction, where there was a small hill, and walked forward.

If I remember correctly, Yang Zaixing was the first vanguard general of the Song army, and the next thing was a long-lasting battle between the Song army and the Jin army.

I became Yang Zaixing, but my memory is not Yang Zaixing's memory, I don't have his art of war and martial arts, and I don't know anyone in the Song army, if I venture back to the Song army camp, I will inevitably show flaws.

I thought so, but I hadn't taken a few steps before I heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

Soon, several horses galloped in front of me.

I held the golden gun, looked up, and saw how they were dressed, it should be Song Jun.

The first member of the young general, estimated to be seventeen or eighteen years old, sat under the red rabbit horse, handsome, born majestic, hanging a pair of basin-sized silver hammers.

As soon as he saw me at this time, the young man immediately jumped off his horse, grabbed me by the hand, and said, "Uncle." ”

Uncle?

To be honest, the age difference between the two of us should be only one or two years old, right?

I really don't know the name of this young player,.. When NT was a little embarrassed, he suddenly remembered the "amnesia**" that was widely circulated in later generations, so he pressed his forehead with one hand, frowned, and asked in a weak posture: "Are you ......?"

"Uncle, you don't even know me anymore? I'm Yue Yun. The young general spoke, and with some concern, he stretched out a hand and pressed it on my head: "Uncle, you don't have a fever, do you? ”

Yue Yun?

Yue Fei's eldest son Yue Yun?

is also a tragic figure, at a young age, together with Yue Fei, he was killed by Qin Hui in the Fengbo Pavilion on "trumped-up" charges.

Of course, he is also a fierce general.

I had no choice but to shake my head: "It's so cold!"

"Oh, uncle, you have been hit by several arrows, and you have been frozen for most of the night, and your brain must have been frozen out, and even I don't recognize it. Yue Yun patted his head: "How is this good?"

"Childe. A soldier next to him gave a suggestion: "Why don't you send General Yang back to the camp first, so that the accompanying military doctor can take a look?"