In the white snow field, a man wearing a straw raincoat and a straw hat carried a long black bag and walked hard. With every step down, the snow covered his calves with a creaking sound. The whistling north wind blew the black head spread on his shoulders and floated backwards, revealing a long and ferocious scar on his face.

The footprints stretched straight forward on the snow field, but they didn't know where the final destination would be?

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

In Woniu Mountain, after parting with Princess Zhaohua, he began to wander aimlessly. He didn't know where he was going? He didn't know how to go in the future.

Revenge was once a reason to support him in the Ten Thousand Sword Formation, but the cruel reality told him that even though he crossed the ninth level gate and became the top group of people in the world with the highest martial arts cultivation, he still didn't see enough in front of his enemies because his enemies went further than him.

He is a little worse in his personal martial arts, and when it comes to secular forces, he is even more out of reach. His enemies are now responding to the response, turning their hands into clouds and rain, but he himself is about to become a dog that everyone calls for killing.

Under the slander of the Great Chu court in recent years, his father, the man who had worked hard for the Great Chu Dynasty and spent his whole life, turned into a greedy, cruel and insidious hypocrite in the hearts of the people.

Even in remote countryside like Liquan County, when people now mention the left prime minister of the past, many people will spit on the ground and scold the dog official.

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

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

He walked into the mountains and wandered aimlessly for a while. At the moment he finally came out, he realized that he was lost. He didn't know where he was or where he was, but he didn't care. He was naked and had no worries, and he was worried about where he was?

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, and wisps of smoke rose, but it was quickly blown into scattered mist by the north wind. Yang Zhi, who had been alone in the deep mountains and had been walking in the snowy field for many days, felt a faint joy in his heart. It turned out that he could not escape the secular world and returned to a place where there were people. He could make the stagnant water in his heart slightly ripples.

Speed ​​up and he walked in that direction.

With his current martial arts cultivation, he could do nothing to step on the snow, but he still walked forward with difficulty with one step deep and one step shallow. Saving every piece of his true power and using every piece of power where he should use is the most profound truth he learned in the Ten Thousand Sword Formation, because the waste of the statement will make him realize that they have been consumed by him in vain when he needed this little force the most.

This is a small town, but what surprised Yang Zhi was that it had unusual prosperity. On the short streets of hundreds of meters, there were many shops and people coming and going. What made him even more wary was that this was a place for Qi people. Because the first step he stepped into the street, the first thing he saw was a station. From the outside, he could see that such a small place actually raised dozens of good horses. On the street, he could also see sporadic soldiers passing by.

It is not ordinary county soldiers, but regular field troops of Qi people. Like the Chu people, regular field troops of Qi people and county soldiers belong to different military departments, and there are also great differences in clothing.

In fact, it was not just these two countries, but also Qin and Chu. The four countries' unanimous military system came from their predecessor, the Tang Empire. At that time, the Tang army was divided into two systems, with the field army responsible for national defense and the county soldiers responsible for the ambulance, each performing its own duties.

Yang Zhi reached out and pulled the lower eaves of the hat, his head lowered, and walked slowly on the street. The only thing that is thankful is that there are many people on the street who dressed like him, who are all walking around the world at first glance. He also wrapped his sword in black cloth, but those people were holding weapons in their hands openly. The people who came and went seemed to be accustomed to these things, and no one cared about them at all.

This made Yang Zhi feel much more relieved.

As soon as I relaxed, my stomach started to growl. I walked into a restaurant on the street and chose a place close to the corner of the wall to sit down. This place could see the entire store. The key was to be close to the ladder on the stairs while leaning against the window. For someone like him who is ulterior motives, it is really the only choice.

Of course, for many 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 a big hole in the window paper on the window was broken, and the cold wind was pouring in, and the two attacked each other. Wherever ordinary people sit, they may not be able to turn into a popsicle in a long time.

Of course Yang Zhi didn't care. After martial arts entered the ninth level, the internal breathing naturally flowed. For him, he had long been invincible for the cold and heat. Even if he was sitting naked in this place now, he would not feel cold.

"A pot of wine, three pounds of mutton!" He simply said to the waiter who walked over with a smile. He knew that his accent was very different from the people here. If he could speak less, he would try to speak as little as possible.

He didn't want to talk, but the waiter was like all the waiters in the world, a little raspy. While taking off the rag from his shoulder and rubbing the table hard, he smiled and said, "Does the heroes also go to the front line to help with the battle? It's definitely true at first glance. In the past few days, many of the heroes of 66 have gone to the front line to help with the battle."

"Yeah!" Yang Zhi nodded softly.

After receiving the affirmative reply, the waiter seemed even more excited, "Chu Gou was so despicable, he actually attacked suddenly. Our Da Qi suffered a small loss this time. When the news came out, everyone was full of righteous indignation. The heroes from all around couldn't wait to go to the front line to help!"

While talking, he quickly ran to the counter, took a large plate of cut mutton and a pot of warm wine, and placed it in front of Yang Zhi. "Today, good news came from the inn, let's make a comeback for a while."

Yang Zhi raised his head expressionlessly, and the scars on his face seemed even more scary. Seeing the waiter trembled, Yang Zhi took out a small inlay of silver from his arms and stuffed it into the waiter's arms: "There are so many of them that are yours."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." The waiter was overjoyed. This ingot of silver was probably not two taels. He has made a lot of money these days. These gangsters are indeed very bold and arrogant, and it is worthwhile to serve them carefully.

After getting the tip, the waiter stopped making noise. It was obvious that the person who didn't like to talk much, and said with a smile that the guest officer slowly used it and stepped aside.

Yang Zhi slowly drank wine and ate mutton. These days, he ate some raw and cold wild animals. The first time he ate hot food, he felt very sweet and delicious. As for Qi Ren and Chu Ren, does it have anything to do with him now?

There was another chaotic footsteps outside the door, four or five people lifted the curtains, four men and one woman, and the most surprising thing was that the woman was still holding a swaddle in her arms.

Yang Zhiwei Yiling, these people have good martial arts skills, but except for that woman, the rest of the people are covered in blood, as if they had just experienced a fight not long ago.

"Shopkeeper, drink and meat." Several people walked to the store without hesitation near the stove, patted the table for one person and started to drive people away. Originally, the person on the table seemed to be a few heroes from the world. When they glared, one of the men who had just walked in suddenly took out a sign and was still on the table. When several heroes from the world saw it, they immediately became shorter, and their faces showed a terrified expression. They jumped up like a cat with their tails, nodded and bowed to get out of their position. They even checked out and left immediately.

Ghost shadow! Yang Zhi's face changed and his body shrank inside. He was not afraid of these people, but he didn't want these people to show his own traces.

Since this place is close to the front line, it is not surprising that ghosts appear. What is strange is when ghosts take their children on missions? Yang Zhi was extremely strange.

The child's crying interrupted Yang Zhi's thoughts. The woman was obviously not the child's mother. She was at a loss for the child's crying and was busy coaxing the child, but it made the child cry louder.

"My sister, this child is hungry, why don't you feed him some milk?" A rough man smiled strangely and looked at the woman and said.

"You just want to feed him breasts!" The woman was not showing any weakness.

"I think it's not that object!" The man patted Hisa's chest muscles with both hands and laughed. His eyes were looking back and forth on the woman's plump breasts.

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

"Okay, okay, ninth sister, but just kidding. Go to the kitchen and find some rice soup to feed this little ancestor. The rest of the people eat quickly. Here is not far from Daying. After eating, hurry up and get on the road. When you arrive at Daying, you will be done." He knocked on the table impatiently and said.

The woman stood up and stuffed the child in her hand into the man who had just teased him, "Give it to you."

The man could not hold the child at all. The little child came into his hand. He raised his hands far away, held the child and shouted, "I can't do it. I can't hold it well. I'm thick-handed and big-footed. If I accidentally pinch the child, I can't afford to be guilty."

Seeing the child held in his hand by the man, Yang Zhi's blood suddenly surged up to his head. The child's head and face were tilting towards him, and a small green sign on his neck fell into the air.

This face and that special-shaped jade plaque. Isn’t this Princess Zhaohua’s child? That night, he also stared at the two children deeply before shaking the blue sky. (To be continued.)8
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