Jinling, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties and the Capital of the Ten Dynasties, has a history of more than 7,000 years of civilization, nearly 2,600 years of city history and nearly 500 years of capital history.

It has benefited from and suffered from its unique geographical location and extraordinary feng shui environment, and has suffered many times from the disaster of war, but it has also repeatedly rebuilt its prosperity from the rubble and smoke.

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Zhang Wei stretched his heavy eyelids with difficulty, looking at the whole world shrouded in fog, and from time to time there were sporadic gunshots from all sides in his ears, and panicked footsteps sounded all the time.

Screaming, screaming, screaming, crying, laughing, shouting, howling, moaning.

Is this still known as the important birthplace of Chinese civilization, which has blessed the Zhengshuo of China and Jinling several times?

Now Zhang Wei saw only wounds full of holes, broken tiles and rotten bricks everywhere, countless corpses and corpses, covering every corner of the city, and endless crimson liquid, converging into countless rivers of tears and blood.

Mountains and rivers are broken, and rivers and mountains are colored.

Every puff out was gunsmoke, and the air inhaled into the lungs carried a strong smell of blood.

Ahem~

Zhang Wei spat out the blood foam that choked on his throat, sandwiching several pieces of bright red minced meat.

There was a tingling pain in his abdomen, which was slowly fading, but his heart was sinking more and more, because he knew that it was not because the wound was healing, but because his body had gradually lost control and become numb because of excessive bleeding.

He could no longer feel the foreign body still in his abdomen, or the weight of the strange man lying on top of him.

The man looked at him with his eyes open.

Zhang Wei didn't know the man's name, or even who the man really was.

The face was unkempt, unable to see the original appearance, the body was in tatters, and there were several disgusting and rotten sores on the arms that were exposed outside the clothes.

The man is not dead, with the intact hand, tightly grasping Zhang Wei's neck, seeing Zhang Wei open his eyes, there is actually a smile on his face, his eyes have long been out of space, but there seems to be a ball of light, and he keeps saying in an extremely weak voice: "Live, live~~ Pusheng, live." ”。

Zhang Wei looked at him with complicated eyes.

Zhang Wei knew that the man was calling him now.

However, he is not the person called by the man, even if he doesn't know why his body has become smaller, but he is really not the man who is obviously returning to the light, risking his life to protect, even if he is dying.

He doesn't know how long ago it was, that day he suddenly appeared in this world, opened his eyes, before he had time to look at the world, I don't know where the bomb came from, it fell not far away, he was already a little mentally overdrawn, only had time to protect his own vital point, the bomb exploded, Zhang Wei was overturned by a blazing wave of air, the splash of shrapnel cut his skin, like a rag, fell not far away, completely unconscious.

When I woke up again, I found that it was in a broken cave, this man with a bleeding head and a bloody arm was blurred, and he had been guarding next to him and excitedly called: Pusheng, Pusheng, wake up quickly, and go outside to play artillery with Ah Dad. The man's expression was agitated, and he smiled stupidly, as if he couldn't feel the pain in his arm, and the black-red blood clots on his face, which had dried brown, made him look like a demon.

There was a woman next to her who couldn't see her face clearly, with tears streaming down her face, pulling the man's clothes tightly, and crying: "Lao Wang, wake up, I beg you, wake up, Pusheng is dead, look at it, you open your eyes and see, he is not Pusheng, our Pusheng is dead." ”。

"Impossible, you lied to me, why could my Pusheng die, he is obviously sleeping here, you get out of here, get out, don't make a noise until Pusheng sleeps." The man grinned and roared with a hideous face.

"Oh my God, why did this happen to us, what did we do wrong. The woman cried out bitterly.

Zhang Wei was in a trance, and he didn't know who they were talking to, and he fainted again after he didn't wake up for long.

Once, in the middle, Zhang Wei was woken up by the roaring explosion in the bump, and he knew in a daze that the environment he was in now was actually in Jinling during the Republic of China, and he didn't know what time period it was now, but he only vaguely heard those people, saying that the army could not resist and had retreated, and Jinling City had been broken.

All you see are collapsed houses, mutilated body parts everywhere, blood-soaked land, a group of refugees gathered together at a loss, dressed in the costumes of the Republic of China era, like walking corpses.

This apocalyptic scene made Zhang Wei realize how bad the current situation was, but he didn't have time to think about how to get out of this predicament, so he passed out again.

Not long ago, a sudden pain had awakened him from his slumber again.

This time, he was no longer in that cave, but in front of a collapsed house, surrounded by corpses, those he had seen before before he fell unconscious, all of them were now lifeless pieces of flesh, some were whole, some were ~.

What he saw was that the man was crushing himself under him, his back being trampled on by a young devil in a military uniform.

The young devil, holding an iron rod in both hands, looked at Zhang Wei and the man whose body was twitching, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was smiling hideously.

The iron rod pierced the man's body and stabbed Zhang Wei's body.

The traces of life and death, Zhang Wei immediately understood the current situation, endured the pain in his abdomen, did not say a word, and even the expression on his face did not change.

He knew that he must not move at this moment, as long as he made any movement, he would wake up the devil in front of him who had obviously become a little nervous, and at the moment his whole body was weak, and his body was stabbed again, let alone killing this devil, it was difficult to even move.

What's more, there are a few other devil soldiers around who are also mending knives.

It was almost a mortal situation, Zhang Weiqiang endured mental and physical pain, and looked at the sky with his eyes open, like a dead corpse.

In his heart, he is wary of any movement of the devil on his body, looking for the last ray of life, even in the end, it is still impossible to escape death, he will be like a poisonous snake that has been cut in half, spewing out the last venom.

Simply, this devil's mental fluctuations were abnormal, and he didn't notice Zhang Wei's actions, only enjoying the current perverted pleasure.

Seeing that the person who was pierced by himself stopped struggling and finally died, the devil laughed wildly again.

Both hands tried hard to pull out the iron rod, but only pulled out a little bit, as if it was stuck, and tried twice again, but it still couldn't be pulled, and the devil scolded: "Baga." ”。

Bang, bang, bang~

There was a rush of gunfire in the distance, and the devils roared a few times, gathered together and left towards the source of the gunshot.

Hearing that the footsteps were already far away, Zhang Wei relaxed.

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When his thoughts returned, Zhang Wei's body became weaker and weaker.

Oh, system, what you have done is really amazing, not only robbed me of my years of hard training, but also did not let go of my body.

Zhang Wei thought self-deprecatingly.

In my ears was the man's silent call.

Zhang Wei looked at him deeply.

Is it really going to die this time?

Zhang Wei slowly closed his eyes.

His consciousness had slowly drifted away.

In a daze, he heard someone talking again, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

This man is the one who wants to protect even if he is insane.

Even if he dies, he still misses that person.

He's so happy.

"Hey, wake up, what's your name?".

I can't remember, what's that person's name?

That's right.

"Urayu!".

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"Urasheng, wake up, Urasheng. ”

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Wei slowly woke up from his deep sleep, and heard someone calling a familiar and unfamiliar name.

So tired, so noisy!

"Pusheng, don't sleep, don't sleep, if you sleep, you won't wake up again. ”

Pusheng: Why is that the name again?

"Urayu, open your eyes, Urayu. ”

The voice is getting clearer and clearer, and it is a deep male voice.

Who is it? Who is he calling?

Zhang Wei tried hard to open his eyes, and the scene in front of him slowly became clear from blurry.

A face with a hat, a blurry face, black, I couldn't see him clearly?

Zhang Wei blinked and opened his eyes, still like that.

What is this? Devil or man?

Zhang Wei looked at it in a daze, and his consciousness slowly returned.

"Pusheng, you're really awake, that's great. ”

Only then did Zhang Wei see the scene in front of him, this was a man with an iron helmet, his face was full of dust and mud, it was difficult to distinguish his face, and he could only see a pair of big white teeth exposed by the other party.

did not reply to the other party, and as consciousness returned, Zhang Wei's body slowly regained consciousness.

Feel the condition of the body at the moment.

Pain, weakness, numbness, exhaustion, weakness.

What a terrible situation.

However, it turned out that he was not dead.

"Pusheng, what do you think?" the man in front of him continued.

Urayu: Oh, why is that the name again?

Zhang Wei realized that it seemed that this person had been calling himself that.

Zhang Wei looked up at him with some difficulty.

This outfit is, the national army?!

Zhang Wei opened his mouth and wanted to ask who he was.

"Ah~~"

Uhhh

"What's wrong?" the man asked suspiciously, then remembered something, and said: "I found you from the pile of corpses, the iron rod penetrated your father's body and pierced your stomach, at that time, your father was no longer conscious, but kept calling Pu Sheng. It didn't take long to go. ”

Zhang Wei was silent and lowered his head, the man was finally dead.

Seeing Zhang Wei bowing his head and being silent, the man thought that he was sad for his father's death, and comforted: "People can't be resurrected after death, but they must live strongly." ”

Zhang Wei glanced at him, did not speak, and could not speak.

When the man saw his eyes, he felt a little weird, but he didn't delve into it, and said with a smile: "You are the most tenacious child I have ever seen, the most tenacious child, the stomach is about to be pierced, the blood is about to be drained, and you can still survive." ”

Stomach, yes, the iron rod.

Zhang Wei still didn't reply, and lowered his head to examine his wounds.

The man of the national army thought that Zhang Wei was still immersed in the pain of losing his father, and he could not speak, so he squatted silently by the window, holding a sniper rifle, opening the scope, and observing the situation ahead.

Fortunately, he didn't squat on Zhang Wei's side anymore, otherwise he would definitely see something that shocked him.

What's going on? The wound that is almost completely penetrated, without effective treatment, does not continue to deteriorate, and the wound on the arm that was not cut by shrapnel before, why has it begun to scar, it has not been disinfected, and it has not been infected in that environment, is it okay so fast?

Zhang Wei lowered his head, his eyes were surprised.

The man looked back, and Zhang Wei, who was silent, lowered his head, his eyes were full of pity and sadness.

When he saw that scene, he almost couldn't help but give up, if it weren't for the shocking and forbearance of the great father's shocking and enduring behavior, he really couldn't bear it, so he saved this child, who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old at most.

He didn't know whether he was saving him or harming him, with a wound like his, at such a time, he could not get effective care at all, and when the wound became purulent and infected and slowly decayed, it would only make him suffer more pain.

The man turned his head and looked at the place outside the window, his heart swelled with complicated emotions, and he looked at Zhang Wei, who was leaning against the wall, his eyes closed and seemed to be asleep.

Thinking of the shocking wounds on his body when he first saw him, the sad look on his childish face, and the cold body temperature when he picked him up, the man's heart was sad and sad.

He's just a child, those brutes, how can they bear to let him suffer such a sin.

He's so young, as big as a church kid, why, huh?

The man was stunned, looked at Zhang Wei, and then looked out the window, his heart turned a thousand times, and his eyes hesitated.

If, what if?

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This is the evening of the second day, Zhang Wei closed his eyes, and was trying to re-cultivate the internal breath, because the injury of the body was too serious, and he had not eaten for many days, he did not have the physical strength to supply the consumption of the snake breath method, so he could only choose the internal cultivation of the snake breath method, closed most of his senses, entered a state of semi-suspended animation, and strengthened the body's self-metabolism, so that the injury could be repaired as soon as possible.

While he was cultivating, he was suddenly pulled up and put on his back, Zhang Wei frowned slightly, and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Pu Sheng, how are you, hold on" The man didn't expect Zhang Wei's reaction to be so big, thinking that Zhang Wei was finally dying, his heart hurt, he picked up Zhang Wei and walked out.

Fortunately, Zhang Wei kept an eye on it, not to cultivate the whole skill, otherwise he didn't come up in one breath, and he almost went crazy because of the sudden dispersion of the gong.

Originally, this kind of cultivation method required a special retreat space, but now the situation is more critical, and Zhang Wei can't care about anything else, and it is only right to grasp every point to improve himself.

Fortunately, after all, Zhang Wei had cultivated this secret technique to a very high level, and he had a higher level of understanding of the secret technique.

Zhang Wei was on his back, and he felt that the wound in his abdomen was cracking open again, and blood was oozing out, he glanced at him speechlessly, and then closed his eyes again, and performed more carefully.

Although I don't know what this person is doing when he suddenly comes here, he shouldn't harm himself, otherwise why bother to save himself.

Soon, Zhang Wei knew what he was doing.

But it turned out that he was going to take himself into this church.

In the past two days, Zhang Wei has often seen him staring at this church in a daze, and he doesn't know what he has been struggling with.

It wasn't until a sentence from a child about the same size as himself at the door of the church that he knew what this person had been hesitating.

What the boy said was: "The devil's leaflet says that those who stay as soldiers will be shot." ”

At this moment, Zhang Wei once again realized the sadness of this era.

He looked at the national army man, thoughtful.

"Lao Tzu killed you first, little rabbit. The man gritted his teeth.