Su Ziji was slowly descending, and there was darkness around him, boundless darkness.

Only one place of light gradually zoomed in.

In addition to this, there is the sound of water, and there is no water to see, only the sound of flowing.

"Huangquan?" Su Ziji frowned, at this time, he suddenly sank, but he had already landed, he suddenly raised his head, only to see that it was dim, there was no sun around, there was a gray fog lingering, the visibility was extremely low, and a little farther away, there were lights.

Su Ziji stepped on the ground and found that it was a piece of land, with dust, and a road under his feet slowly floated, and suddenly a light appeared, and a mansion appeared.

It's a bit wrong to say that it's a mansion, and it should be said that the word "palace" is up.

"Sure enough, it's here again. Su Ziji looked at the prince's mansion and silently pushed the door.

Only then did he push open the door, and a stream of blood rushed directly towards him, Su Ziji's face remained unchanged, his eyes swept over, at this time, it was quiet and gloomy outside the door, and there was a hell inside the door.

Almost a meter from the gate, every few steps there was a horrific corpse, mostly servants and maids, and occasionally a samurai fell on the spot.

But the moment they appeared at the door, the corpses in different postures seemed to change slightly.

The corpse that could see the face, although it was described as tragic and motionless, but the eyes moved.

As Su Ziji walked over, their eyes also turned to him.

In this horrible place, it is really strange to be followed by a group of dead corpses.

With a hint of disgust at the corner of his mouth, Su Ziji strode over.

The clothes he was wearing at this time were obviously not the civilian clothes on his body, they seemed to be the clothes of the crown of the king, but they were a little different, the back hem was mopping the floor, and there was a rustling sound as he walked inside.

It's as if there is someone following closely behind him, and in the dead silence and weird place, it adds to the horror even more.

Su Ziji is not surprised by the changes here, the last time he came here, the prince's mansion had been slaughtered, and the corpses were scattered all over the field, although it was not as strange as the dead silence now, there was also a kind of horror.

And the current Prince's Mansion, compared to that time, is no different from Su Ziji.

Anyway, he just came to find someone, and the anxiety in his heart did not decrease but increased when he came here, and he was not in the mood to pay attention to this environment.

I kept going in, until the surroundings became more and more familiar, and finally arrived in front of the courtyard where the prince committed suicide by poisoning, and standing at the door, I saw a person standing in front of the stairs with his back to him, motionless, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Su Ziji was silent for a long time before he raised his feet, stepped on the steps, and asked, "Do you know that my wife Ye Buregret suddenly had a fetal movement, which caused the qi of entering the Dao to overflow." ”

"Now is not the time, it is said that the emperor, that is, your father, wants to refine the elixir, and he is missing the seven exquisite hearts, and he will be killed at once. ”

"Obviously, I have made thorough preparations in advance, but I still failed in this inexplicable accident, I think about it, and I am very puzzled - is this the rejection of Zheng Chao's luck to me?"

"Why is this happening?" Su Ziji stared at the person's back, his eyes dark: "Didn't you promise me and support me?"

"You're in a hurry. The person with his back to Su Zizhi turned his head and smiled faintly: "This is not good, with what you do, if you are upset and irritable, I am afraid that you will not live to fulfill your promise." ”

This person is the prince Su Ziji once met, the current nominal father-in-law, and the actual father-in-law.

Su Ziji's eyes were stunned, the current prince, dressed in a crown robe, his eyes are like paint, and his face is also retouched, how can there be desolation after his death that day?

Sure enough, under normal circumstances, the crown prince, as Cen Rubai and many other people who have seen the prince think, speak unhurriedly, with a unique calmness.

If you look closely, you can see that between the eyebrows and eyes of this prince, there is some resemblance to Ye Buregret.

The prince smiled, but the words in his mouth were not polite, and continued: "As a father, I am naturally very happy that you have no regrets and care, but it is ...... to be a prince."

The expression that was originally quite gentle changed suddenly, and the smile on his lips turned into a sneer, and he asked Su Ziji unceremoniously: "...... Do you think that with the weight of a country's artifact, it is so easy for a tanuki to change a prince?"

As he spoke, without waiting for Su Ziji to answer, he waved his hand.

The sleeves of the robe fell, and the surrounding environment has changed, and the courtyard, which was originally only two people, has turned into an endless battlefield. Surrounded by embracing armor soldiers.

"Shoot!" someone shouted, but before the words fell, only a "buzz" was heard, and a dense rain of arrows almost covered the sky and fell.

"Ah!" With the sound of breaking the air, a large crowd fell, and the remnants did not die immediately, but could only scream and scream.

This situation suddenly appeared, and even Su Ziji was shocked, only to hear the clanging sound.

The pro-army on the left and right, waving the shield to block the set of shots, the arrows fell on the shield and made a sound, and in the gaps, the people who did not guard against the stray arrows snorted and fell down one after another.

In the distance, the support reached the staggered crowd, and with a "boom", the sluice gate surged like a flood, slamming into a fast speed, setting off a wave of blood in the sky.

In just an instant, the stabbing slashes and staggered staggered, and the splattered blood soaked the land in an instant.

"Kill, kill!"

Countless soldiers sacrificed their lives and forgot to die, the corpses that crossed and intertwined, regardless of the enemy and me, were stacked on top of each other, and the flowing blood gathered into a stream, and the fireworks were rolling farther away, could it be that the city was broken?

"Sons, rush with me. ”

Suddenly, there was a commotion among the enemy troops, blood splattered, and a group of men and horses appeared from the corpse, rushing over.

The leader was holding a Fang Tian painting halberd, wearing heavy armor, the halberd light swept down a piece, burst into the fire and hit the tips of a few snow-bright spears, and smashed a group of enemy soldiers out of the air, screaming and falling.

"This is the founding brave general Zhang Wenzhong of this dynasty, many meritorious contributions, was named the vanguard, defeated the Wei army general Ma Xuanwen, this battle is a very critical battle of Nanping, in order to break the enemy's momentum, break into the enemy formation, and die in battle. ”

"Taizu chased the Marquis of Changxing, was loyal to Xian, and entered the Duke of Heguo. ”

Su Ziji was silent for a while, looked up, and saw countless people fighting, sacrificing their lives and forgetting to die, even if it was the Wei army, although in the last years of the dynasty, there were also generals who shouted: "The court has raised soldiers for five hundred years, and the number of qi is fighting here, and today I will die, and the generals will rush to kill with me." ”

"Wouldn't it be fast to die fighting for the country?"

The constant flash of killing is the appearance of every dead soldier in the troubled times, fighting with weapons in hand, struggling to survive, killing enemies, being killed by enemies, falling to the ground and merging with the earth, turning into a pile of bones......

Behind them, there are many shadows of the people, and it is not surprising that in the troubled times, the people are like mustard, in order to survive, they can give up everything, and every soldier who fights on the battlefield is also the son, husband, and father of the people.

Su Ziji was fascinated, and even seemed to see translucent faces in the sky above this magnificent battlefield, they either frowned, or mourned and cried, or picked up the lamp to do things, or argued with others, these people, all wearing different official uniforms, although they were of different grades, each for their own master, but they were all painstaking, pinning their lives on it.

"Come on. The prince motioned to Su Ziji and told him to follow.

With that, he walked towards the front.