Twenty years ago, Yan, Yu, and Peng followed the people of the Xuzhou Business Alliance to protect the former Yue Shizi to the north side of the coast, and they never forgot to go back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Iron armor will rust, but the men who hold the weapons have the spirit of wolves, and they always believe that one day, they will kill them and restore their former glory.

"When I first met, Su Le was still a child. Now that Sule is a man, a man shouldn't cry. The man saw the little girl's moist eyes, and he reached out and patted the other person's shoulder, and his tone became a sigh.

"Yes, Uncle Ziwen. Yan Sule wiped his face, and his right hand was attached to the copper-colored antler badge on his chest.

"Hmm." Ziwen showed a pleased look, and when he turned around and walked to the door, Su Le's choked voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Yan's - Su Le, the son of Yan Song of the foreign family, swears with the family badge to be the son of the world forever, and serve the work of dogs and horses!"

When Ziwen heard Su Le's words, his hand on the door panel trembled, and he closed his eyes, "Yan Song has a child like you, I am very proud of him." Before leaving, take your father with you and scatter his ashes in the Shark Bay of his homeland! ”

"Yes." Su Lok wept as his father, a member of the Iron Armor of the Shadows, died of sepsis from an untreated wound shortly after he set foot on the northern shore of the quarantine.

The door opened, and a beam of light came through. Ziwen opened his eyes, didn't say anything more, walked out with someone, pulled on his black hat, and revealed a pair of scarlet eyes.

Across the narrow street, several people finally stopped twenty meters from a mansion under the cover of night, hiding their bodies behind the old willow trees.

Ziwen glanced at a man with an arrow bag beside him and nodded.

At Ziwen's suggestion, the man immediately clamped his lower lip with his hand and learned the sound of the south-flying geese looking for the team.

The soldiers standing at the door of the mansion yawned, and when they heard the voice of the wild goose, they muttered quietly, "This wild goose is stupid, it's only a few months..."

"But no, I've been standing for a day, and it's not easy... I finally managed to take a nap against the door, and I met this...."The last soldier yawned and complained intermittently, "I also met such a brainless beast, damn it... I'm so tired from all my shifts..."

After the last soldier finished speaking, the other soldiers laughed, "Wang Lezi, you are fucking thinking about Widow Xu again." Sleep, sleep your mother's sleep...."

Accompanied by the swear words of the soldiers, the cries of the geese rose high and low, and then disappeared.

As the wild goose entered the front in the direction of the mansion, there was a pavilion in the center of the mansion, and the two of them looked at each other on both sides, and each of them twisted a chess piece in their hands, looking at the chessboard in the center. When the geese cried high and low, the chess pieces in their hands fell on the chessboard at the same time, and there was a low sound of "bang" in turn.

"They're coming, Childe!" The man in white pressed his hands on the chessboard, his body moved up, his face was full of ecstatic and stunned colors, he felt an arrow-like ornament from between his cuffs, and put it on his shoulder, "The Peng clan of the Yue country can finally be exposed to the sun, and the day my Peng's feather arrows are released, it is the time when the glory of our clan returns.... Haha..."

Looking at the man who couldn't control his emotions in front of him, across the chess game, the other person slowly closed his eyes, and the scene of twenty years came to mind.

It was in the thirteenth year of the Yue Kingdom Fengshun, when the Yue State Lord Li Hui was murdered by his brother, three hundred Janissaries stepped on the burning floor and rushed into his palace, the huge palace crackled in the flames, the fire was as bright as day, and the whole palace was hot like a tide.

He shrunk in the corner of the wall in the clothes of a miscellaneous child, and watched the women in yellow dresses in the hall scatter in terror, and the soldiers ran in in the flying flames, shouting to tear the women's clothes one by one, revealing the milky white skin inside, burying their heads in the women's chests and licking greedily. The women swung their bodies in the firelight and struggled until the cold blades of the soldiers pierced through the creamy white skin, bursting with viscous scarlet blood.

In the entire palace, in addition to the firelight, blood, and the snow-white blood-stained corpses that were cut open, it was the voice of the soldiers holding their weapons and shouting, "Go and find the person who gets the head of the prince, reward a thousand gold, and seal the marquis!"

He buried his head between his interlaced arms, revealing a pair of eyes that were too timid to be ignited by the firelight, and his body trembled and looked ahead.

"Li Shizi, don't leave us behind..."

A hurried and frightened female voice suddenly spread through the palace, and a woman in a white dress ran out of the palace with her skirt and braving the flames, as if chasing a person.

The blood of the soldiers in the main hall immediately boiled, and they chased after them with shouts.

Twenty years have passed, and he is still alive, but the woman named Xiaoya who rushed out at the beginning is dead. An agile woman of the Feather Clan, the Peng family sent to the palace to protect and take care of his Tianyi people.

That woman was also the sister of the man in front of him - Peng Ya, a girl who laughed incomparably pure and bright. In the year she died, the girl had just finished her own ceremony.

"Peng Chu—" the man cried, and when he opened his eyes, their sockets were already moist.

"Childe!" Peng Chu came back to his senses, with an uncontrollable madness on his face, he took a big step and smashed the chessboard, squatted down and grabbed the man's shoulders with both hands, his eyes glowed with a terrifying light, "The Peng clan of the Yu clan will accompany Gongzi to kill back, and in the future... Future... Gongzi will also take us to attack the Chu State. The hatred of the year, the Chu State also had a share.... Ha ha... Kill them all, my Peng's boy will kill them all, so as to glorify the glory of the past!"

Staring at the other party's gaze, the man was rarely silent, he broke Peng Chu's hands, stood up, and turned to the direction in front of the mansion gate, "Peng Chu, you go and branch out the palace soldiers arranged by Dayu."

"Hmm." Peng Chu stared at the man's back, he gasped roughly, and the whole person looked extremely excited, and he was in a hurry to run towards the door of the mansion.

The soldiers who were yawning at the door of the mansion were easily pushed away by Peng Chu, and they looked at Peng Chu with grateful eyes, bowed their waists and returned to their respective rooms.

After looking around for a moment, several dark shadows came out from behind the willow trees twenty meters away. They looked at the bamboo cage hanging in front of the mansion from afar, and slowly walked towards Peng Chu, who was waiting on the side.

As the figure approached, he saw the face under the brim of the man's hat, and he smashed his chest with a fist in panic, and shouted, "Lord Yu, when will Peng's feather arrow fly?"

"Hehe, boy of the Yu clan, I haven't seen you for a long time. Yu Ziwen raised his head, his eyes burst into brilliance, and he gritted his teeth and replied, "This year!"

(There is foreshadowing in the chapters of a long, long time ago, this novel is not a small story and a small story, I have a layout at the beginning.) It's a pity that this book gives you a loose feeling from the beginning, and not many people want to read it. It's almost 300 years old, and I have to say that I'm a very failure. ）