Cangxue Dragon City of Great Qin Dynasty

The song starts to levy thoughts and resentment, and penetrates the wind and cold of Xuanjiashuo.

Huang Quan pays his brothers with wine, and the blood is not dry after the battle is exhausted.

The battlefield outside Yanmen Pass is full of blood. Three years ago, Xue Shuai sacrificed his life for them to survive. Three years later, are they finally going to die here?

Xuanjia Cangyun, even if he dies, he will not admit defeat...

Consciousness was blurred, and the surroundings were noisy again. Yan Zhi barely opened his eyes, but only saw a group of people around him, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy whose face could not be seen clearly punched him, and the pain was very clear.

Is this... captured?

Pulling the corner of his mouth with difficulty, Yan Zhi wanted to raise his hand, but found that he couldn't move at all. Letting a child humiliate him, the method of the Spike Army is nothing more than that.

He pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, Yan Zhi, who was gradually regaining consciousness, closed his eyes, and let the half-grown boy next to him yell at him non-stop.

It's just... the location of the arrow is extremely dangerous, and it's fate that he can still wake up...

"How many times have I told you, don't go out if you have nothing to do, this is the last time, don't cause trouble for me again." As if he was tired, the boy withdrew his hand angrily, then turned around and took him away, "Take care these few days, Don't come in except for the food, and if you let the young master run out, you will be punished!"

After speaking, there was a sound of footsteps around, and then it returned to silence.

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In the harsh winter of Handan City, the wind is bleak and the dripping water turns into ice. Even in the daytime, there are not many people on the streets of the city.

In a house not far from the palace, a shabby but neatly dressed boy curled up in a corner with downcast eyes, with a deep look on his face that didn't match his age.

He is still too young...

Across the wall, the voice of talking continued to come here along with the wind, and from time to time there was a suppressed cry of pain, which was annoying for no reason.

However, this courtyard is quiet, only the rustling sound of the wind blowing past, Yan Zhi in the corner lowered his head and remained silent, quiet and the next door are like two worlds.

He is now locked up here and is not allowed to go out. If he wants to know the situation outside, he can only rely on this stupid method.

He has already woken up in this body, so he can't be dragged out and burned like a monster.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhi silently lowered his head again. Although he had been here for several days, he still couldn't believe that he had come back from the dead.

How can a person come back from the dead and become a child?

Even if he was lucky enough not to die, he should be in Cangyun Castle at this time, not this unknown house where it is difficult to even get out.

He doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but the current situation makes him have to think about that.

Yan Zhi didn't know what kind of adventure this was. When he got up from the ground, the whole world had been turned upside down.

He just led his troops to wipe out the Spikes, but there was a problem with the news. What was waiting for them was not just a small group of Spikes, but a large army that had been ambushing for a long time.

The feeling of the back arrow entering the body was so clear, with that kind of injury, he had no chance of surviving, why did he suddenly become a child?

Yan Zhi sighed in a low voice, the immature child's face still had a deep expression that didn't match his age, and he didn't know what happened to the other brothers...

The leak in the house happens to rain all night, which is the current situation of their Cang Yun.

In the fourth year of Tianbao, An Lushan deliberately provoked a border war in order to win Yanmen Pass. In that battle, countless brothers of Cang Yun died in battle, and the Yanmen Fortress also fell into An Lushan's pocket.

Since then, Xuanjia Cangyun has been buried in yellow sand with military equipment, and has no military pay and bears the shame, but in order to wash away the grievances of the dead brothers, they must kill their enemies.

Cang Yun's iron-blooded man cannot sleep forever outside Yanmen Pass with a dirty name on his back.

He is the lieutenant general of the broken camp, and he has been fighting with Xue Shuai at the forefront. The broken camp suffered heavy losses in the battle of Yanmen Pass. He watched Xue Shuai push him away, and then carried the knife that should have been chopped on him with his body.

For the next three years, Yan Zhi didn't have a good night's sleep. If he didn't fight for his life, Xue Shuai might not die.

His life, and the lives of all the brothers in the camp, were all exchanged for Xue Shuai's life, and it was really not reconciled to lose it like this.

He tugged at the corner of his mouth with difficulty, but touched the wound on his face again. Yan Zhi's expression became stiff again for a moment, and then quickly returned to normal. This body is still young, and the condition that a little injury can hurt for a long time makes him I'm not used to it.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door outside, Yan Zhi raised his head slightly, frowned and thought about it, but hugged himself tightly, without any intention of getting up.

The servants guarding outside may have relaxed their vigilance because he didn't intend to go out these days, but he doesn't know anything now, and he doesn't know anything about this body's past experience. It will soon be seen.

The people who came to deliver the food would not knock at the door at all, they would put the food in the room by themselves, and then walked away without saying anything.

Fortunately, the knocking on the door stopped quickly, as if he had given up his plan to come in.

Yan Zhi breathed a sigh of relief. When he just woke up, this body was lying on the ground. The boy who scolded him hadn't gone far, but at that time his head was so dazed that he couldn't hear what he said.

The young man was really ruthless, but his tone was only short-tempered, and he still cared about the original him. Fortunately, the young man was so angry that he never came here to take a look after he left, otherwise he really didn't know what to do face.

If he knew that the body of the person he cared about was taken over by an unknown ghost, the boy would probably go crazy with anger!

Leaning back against the wall, Yan Zhi looked up at the sky, if he could, he didn't want people to be sad for him...

In the past few days after being beaten, although some people delivered some simple meals every day, there was no one who could speak, as if the whole courtyard was ignored, and all voices were blocked outside the wall.

Because of this, Yan Zhi woke up for several days, but he couldn't figure out what this place was.

However, the observations these past few days were not all in vain. Although he still didn't understand the outside situation, Yan Zhi also knew that his identity was not simple.

The servants don't have enough clothes to keep out the cold, but his clothes are worn out, but there are a lot of them, which are enough to survive the winter, and the daily meals are also, even though they are still very simple in his opinion, they are better than the servants' meals Quite a lot.

Living in poverty, but there are so many servants, it is really contradictory here.

It's what this body did before to make it so angry.

Thinking about it, he fell into his own thoughts again, Yan Zhi listened to the movement next door, wanted to hear some useful news from the words of the servants, and quickly forgot the person who knocked on the door just now.

He didn't hear any movement inside, the half-grown boy who knocked on the door just pushed the door and came in. The situation outside is not good these days, he was so busy that he didn't notice that Ah Zhi didn't look for him for a few days.

After pushing open the door and taking a few steps, he found the person he was looking for squatting in the corner. The boy who didn't look too old frowned, and his expression sank when he saw the faint scars on Yan Zhi's face, "Ji Dan Hit you?"

Looking at the boy who was much taller than him now and had a cold face, Yan Zhi was stunned, then pursed his lips and moved to the side.

His subconscious mind told him that this person would not harm him, but with this person's expression, he had to take some precautions.

Looking vigilantly at the boy who suddenly appeared, Yan Zhi involuntarily tightened his body.

He has already suffered a beating, although he is not afraid of pain, but this body is still small and cannot stand any more torture. If this person wants to strike, he will not just watch and not fight back.

So, what did he do before to make one of them so serious?

As if he didn't expect that Yan Zhi would react like this, Zhao Zheng clenched his fists and his face became darker. Then he pulled him up and went into the room. Although there was no charcoal fire inside, it was better than freezing outside.

Subconsciously relaxed his movements, Zhao Zheng frowned, his face was covered with bruises, and he didn't know what would happen to his body, how many times he told him to hide when he was beaten, how could this person not learn?

Carefully looking at the person holding him, even though there were many ways to get rid of Yan Zhi from this unknown guy, he did not act rashly, this person seemed to be familiar with him.

Watching this person skillfully take out the wound medicine from an inconspicuous box in the room, Yan Zhi didn't speak, he thought that there should be no wound medicine in such a shabby place.

He has been injured no matter how serious it is. Now even if he doesn't need any wound medicine on his body, he will recover in two days. So, who is this person?

Looking at this skillful appearance, does he get beaten often?

Taking advantage of this person's turning around, he quietly looked at it, and a trace of doubt flashed in Yan Zhi's eyes. He didn't have a memory of this place in his mind, and he didn't know how to get along with the people here.

Those servants didn't think there was a problem with him being silent all day, so they could still hide it, but this boy obviously knew him very well, could he still hide it?

At the moment when Yan Zhi was in a daze, the boy who turned his head while holding the medicine keenly caught the fleeting emotion, and finally determined that there was something wrong with this person.

Putting the medicine bottle on the low table, the precocious looking boy frowned, "A Zhi, do you remember who I am?"

Startled by the boy's direct question, Yan Zhi shrank back subconsciously, hesitated for a long time before shaking his head, "I don't know..."

The child's voice was hoarse, as soon as he heard it, he knew that he hadn't spoken for several days.

A stern look flashed in his eyes, Zhao Zheng took a deep breath, and then softened his tone, "I am Zhao Zheng, and you are Yan...Ji Zhi, this is Yan Yan's Mansion in Handan, Zhao State."

Looking at the child named Zhao Zheng with some surprise, Yan Zhi tilted his head and asked softly, "Did I... forget everything before?"

Looking at this person's appearance, it seems that he doesn't think it's strange that he has no memory. Could it be that this body has amnesia?

So, why did he dare not even say a word these days and carefully check the surrounding environment?

Looking up at the half-grown boy standing beside him, Yan Zhi pursed his lips, "Are we familiar?"