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It was five soldiers in armor and armour.

The man at the head was in his thirties, stout, with a short beard, a knife mark on his face, and a fierce expression. As soon as he broke off, several of his subordinates pulled out the steel knives on their waists and surrounded them.

The man on the ground was still covered in blood and howling. The remaining three men took a few steps back, bowed down to greet them, and then called "Bao Ye" flatteringly, and then the wicked people sued first, saying that someone committed murder in the street and must be severely punished, etc.

Blameless stood in place, not saying a word.

Bao Ye looked at the miserable situation on the ground, his face was gloomy, and when his eyes fell on the blameless body, he seemed to be slightly stunned, and then said undoubtedly: "This son, follow me to the city defense camp!"

A few men hurriedly said: "What can my eldest brother do......"

Bao Ye kicked the man on the ground hard, and there was another scream. With a murderous look on his face, he scolded: "Four ingots of gold, enough to buy the lives of the four of you, get out-"

The three men didn't dare to be disobedient, and nodded their heads again and again.

Bao Ye raised his feet and walked towards Wu Blame, and the moment he passed by, his mouth coldly spit out two words: "Follow me-"

Blameless or silent, and then followed.

Bao Ye took his subordinates and continued to move forward with one person and one horse. Turning into the next street, shops and pedestrians became more and more scarce. When he walked here, he slowly stopped, waved his hand and said, "You four go back to the camp......" When the four soldiers turned around and walked away, he suddenly turned around, and he actually clasped his hands into fists, and saluted Wu Blame: "Childe-"

Standing in front of the horse, with one hand behind his back and the other stroking the horse's mane, he was still silent.

Bao Ye bowed for a moment, slowly straightened up, the once fierce majesty was gone, his face was full of guilt, and he said in a deep voice: "The prince's mansion is in trouble, and the people in the subordinates speak lightly, even if they have the heart to help, but they are powerless to return to the sky." After the fall of the general, the broken camp under his command was dismissed, and in order to support the family, we had to act as a street patrol, alas......" He sighed, and said: "It's good that the son is alive, but there is a send, a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, and the liver and brain are ruined!"

Before his words fell, he knelt down on one knee on the street.

Wuyi's body trembled, gritted his teeth, and turned around to help: "Brother Baofeng, I don't blame you......"

He had already recognized this treasure master, but he didn't call out the other party's name until this time.

Bao Ye, whose real name is Bao Feng. He grabbed the blameless arm and slowly got up, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face with a scar was even more hideous, but he couldn't speak, and lowered his head heavily.

Blameless turned to look at the street scene in the distance, and whispered, "I want to go home and see ......"

Bao Feng let go of his hand and raised his head. He looked at the white clothes of Wu Blame and the horse next to him: "Since the accident in the capital, no one has cared about the past. Childe's turn this time should be fine. It's just that the general has been abandoned to this ......"

"Change?"

Wu Blame groaned, and said to himself: "It's deserted, it's still home!" He raised his feet and left, without looking back: "Brother Baofeng, I have time to come and sit in the house!"

Bao Feng has returned to normal, and his expression is a little more inexplicably relaxed: "Childe ......"

Blameless kept on his feet, and his head was raised: "Oh......?"

Bao Feng said loudly: "That lawless Gongsun Gongzi is back again!"

Wuyi raised his hand and threw out a gold ingot, and walked away with the jujube red horse behind him.

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To the northwest of the capital, there are several separate courtyards.

It used to be a gathering place for the rich and powerful, and it is quite secluded because it is far from the busy city. It's just that one of the courtyards is very dilapidated, and there are few people around.

At dusk, a man and a horse came from a distance.

The old trees are crooked, the weeds are overgrown, the leaves are all over the ground, and the eyes are full of desolation. Above the courtyard gate, the door plaque is hung obliquely, and the remaining word Gongsun is covered with thick dust.

Gongsun Mansion is the home that has been away for five years.

Yes, my original name is Gongsun Wuyi. In order to avoid being pursued, he had to hide his surname and leave only his name.

He tied his horse to a stone stake in front of the door and walked up the stone steps to the door.

A cold wind blew, and the fallen leaves swirled.

The courtyard door was closed, and the knocker was tied with rusty iron chains. On both sides of the courtyard gate, there is a gatehouse, in which hay is spread, pots and stoves are placed, but there is no one in sight.

Blameless looked at the porter, did not pay attention, but looked down at the fallen leaves at his feet, and suddenly heard the whimper of the wind. He lost his mind for a moment, then raised his hand and swung a sword light.

The chain shattered with a "bang", and the courtyard door slowly opened.

Guiltless breathed a deep sigh of relief, lifted the hem of his clothes, and raised his foot over the threshold, his face looking unusually pale.

The courtyard walls around the courtyard are still intact, but most of the houses in the courtyard have collapsed, and the trees are slanted horizontally, and the weeds are green, which is not at all the appearance of the imaginary home. It's like a haunted house, dark and chilly.

This is your home, a place that holds countless memories. And the nineteen years have turned into desolation!

Blameless was stunned for a moment, slowly walking through the ruins.

Beyond the front yard to the backyard.

On the east side, only the ruins remain. I remember that it was my father's house......

A row of houses near the back garden is also dilapidated. On the left is his own residence, and on the right is his sister's boudoir......

He stood silently in front of his father's residence, and only after a long time did he twitch the corners of his eyes and move away.

Facing a tree with a crooked neck, the hanging swing hangs down half.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a girl swinging, and she kept calling "big brother", and the laughter like silver bells resounded in the sky.

Wu Blame couldn't help but reach out and grab it, and the straw rope broke.

His body stiffened, and it was unbearable to bear it again, and his eyes were hazy for a moment, and hot tears flowed silently down his cheeks.

He has been cynical and dissolute, and he has endured humiliation and stealing life, tasted torture and pain, and went crazy, stupid, crazy in the wind and rain, and struggled in the storm, only as the release of blood and tears, the punishment of life and death, the salvation of the soul, and the whipping of fate. And no matter when, where, or under what circumstances, he has never been wronged, complained, or sunk or degenerated!

Unexpectedly, when I returned home, everything I had been stoic suddenly collapsed.

Just like this moss-covered rope, it can't withstand the pull;

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of laughter: "Men cry, it's rare, hehe!"

Wu Blame was gloomy and sad, and suddenly woke up: "Who ......?"

"I'm ......"

When he looked around, there was an extra figure on the opposite side of the swing. He was startled again, and murderous aine flashed in his eyes. Unexpectedly, the other party bypassed the swing, tilted his head and asked curiously: "The man doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place!

What suddenly appeared was a young man, sixteen or seventeen years old, not tall, thin, with a jade crown in brocade clothes, and an extraordinary bearing, but he had no cultivation power on his body, like a rich son. It's just that he is smiling, curious, and kind-eyed, but he doesn't see any malicious intent or bad intentions.

Blameless was secretly on guard, hurriedly turned his head to dodge, and said angrily: "The wind squints......"

The young man was stunned, but he stretched out a finger to look left and right: "Oh...... It's so windy......"

Blameless hid the tears, looking embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, the man said, "Huh...... Where did the wind go......"

He snorted and said, "Who are you, and why did you trespass on the private house?"

"Just call me Jade Gongzi!"

The man called himself Yu Gongzi, hehe laughed, played with the swing with his hand, and then walked around the yard, and then said: "Everywhere is dilapidated, the gate is open, I thought there was a ghost, I broke in, the ghost didn't see it, but there was a big man who was secretly sad, but the autumn wind was annoying......"

His words are crisp, like a child's voice, and his sentences are ridiculous, leaving people speechless.

Blameless wanted to have a seizure, but he had a lot of scruples. He stared at the wandering figure, and wondered, "Are you an immortal dao master?"

Yu Gongzi said casually: "I don't dare to be a master, it's just that I have practiced for a few days, such as burning paper and drawing talismans, chanting mantras excessively, and slightly rough one or two......" He explained like this, but it is also in line with his identity. Rich sons, there are few people in the fairy road, it is not uncommon to burn paper and draw talismans, just to seek peace of mind for longevity.

Blameless doubts were hard to dispel, and asked, "Where do you live......

Yu Gongzi suddenly lost interest, turned around and left, and said: "You are also interesting, I will find you to play another day......" His steps were light, three crutches and two crutches, and he walked away through the courtyard in the blink of an eye, and then slowly lost his figure.

Blameless for a moment, pondering.

Since entering the city, he has never used his divine sense lightly. And in the face of that jade boy, it is difficult to distinguish the depth in his divine sense. If he is a mortal, why is he so weird? If he is a master, where does he come from?

Sure enough, there is a bear capital city that is a place where dragons and crouching tigers are hidden!

However, it is not unaware......

Blameless was disturbed for no reason, or angry, but the sadness eased, and then he sighed and turned to walk to the place where he once lived.

Since you are back in the capital, why do you need to care about much? Everything that is messy must be cleaned up slowly from the beginning!

The dwelling remained, but the doors and windows were destroyed, and the ground was covered with dust and.

Standing in front of the door, his sleeves waved, and the spiritual power caused him to suddenly roll up a gust of wind. After a while, the dust cleared, he walked into the room, looked at the still refreshing bed, nodded, picked up the toppled table and stool, cleaned up a little, and was silent for a moment, turned around and walked to the place where he came.

By this time, it was already dark.

Wu Yi pulled a few handfuls of weeds in his hands and walked out of the courtyard.

A figure in tattered clothes walked over, holding a wooden stick in his hand and beating it: "The sky is panicking, the earth is panicking, whose child has no mother, hehe......hee"

It was a man in his twenties, unkempt, barefoot, crazy and stupid!

After a few bites, he loosened the horse's belly strap and unloaded his bag, and was about to walk back to the courtyard gate, but saw the stupid man sitting on the steps and not leaving, and took out a piece of pasta from his bosom and gnawed it.

"Who are you, and why are you standing in front of the door?"

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Except for a silly laugh and a silly smile, not half a word was spit out.

Blameless shrugged his shoulders and stepped straight into the courtyard door. The jujube red horse followed behind him and went to the courtyard with him. He patted the horse's neck and said, "It's home...... the horse snorted back, and he was about to walk to the backyard with his bags, but he turned around again: "Who is it...... again?"