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His brain was groggy, as if he were in a bizarre dream, and the images of running in the rain of blood appeared in his mind in a chaotic manner. If there is nothing, there are bursts of whispered calls of "Childe" and "Childe" in his ears, and the hot breath in his mouth feels numb to his ears.

His consciousness was always half-asleep, and occasionally when he was awake, he felt as if he was on a galloping horse, on a bumpy man-powered sedan chair, and on an ox cart with thick withered grass, tossing and turning as if his bones were falling apart.

I don't know how many days passed, his consciousness was finally able to gradually concentrate, and those fragmented images began to organize in his mind: a soldier with a sharp bronze spear came to cover the killing, and he was caught off guard by being stabbed in the chaos, blood gushing out, and then unconscious......

After a violent cough, he couldn't help but laugh heartily, and blood gushed out like a fountain of blood from the wound that had not yet healed. The already white skin is even paler, and under the pale storage, the handsome facial features look extraordinarily distinct, especially the lips, which are almost as rosy as rouge. Although he was beautiful, he was not feminine at all, especially those eyes, which had a faint flash of essence, and looked dangerous and arrogant.

"Whoa-" There was a crashing sound of armor, and dozens of guards around him saw him wake up, and bowed to him with their hands on the ground. He struggled to his feet, looking at the guards who were desperately protecting him and breaking through one by one, he sighed slightly.

The endless road stretched ahead, and even he didn't know where to stop.

His name is Jiang Shang, and he is now the third son of Tian Qiniang, the monarch of Qi State, after the two elder brothers in front of him were deposed by the King of Qi one by one, he was the only son of Qi and was named Pingle Hou. After ten years of craving and swallowing his anger, he is still forced to flee.

Fortunately, he is not fighting alone, he also has a group of loyal and hardcore subordinates, as well as the support of the monarch of Yan State.

In order to live well, Childe Shang gathered his mind and cheered up to think about his current situation. All the way north, the road ahead is long, as long as you can reach the Yan Kingdom, there is hope for a comeback.

Between the ox carts was a wilderness, full of weeds, and a few farmers toiling in the scattered fields. As far as the eye could see, a sturdy man was dragging the plow with a rope, and a woman behind him was holding the plow, and the two were struggling to plow the dirt. Not far away, in the wild meadows, there are a few cattle grazing leisurely with their tails.

Gongzishang's chest was tied with a thick white silk silk that had been soaked in blood, and the guards next to him hurriedly applied the medicine and bandaged it again. Gongzi Shang licked his lips and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Come on, bring water." Someone ...... coming."

As soon as the voice fell, a swarthy face came over, a pair of small eyes widened, and shouted, "Quick, go and fetch water for Childe!" ”

In a moment, Gongzi Shang squeezed into a bunch of heads in front of his eyes, these people are his personal guards, the most loyal subordinates, and the real bloody sweat with a simple temperament and heroism!

They all looked haggard and dusty, but at this time, seeing that Gongzi was still getting better and sober, cheers and choked up into a ball.

The swarthy man who appeared first flashed a palm to a choked guard next to him, and shouted, "Niangniang's seaweed skin!" What to cry about! Childe Hongfu Qitian, turning danger into relief, we should be happy! ”

The guard who was fanned laughed with tears, wiped it hard, and laughed.

The swarthy man was the chief of Gongzishang's personal guard, named Bai Di, who was very good at riding and shooting, and was invincible in the land of Lin'an. At this time, he whispered on the side: "Childe, we were surrounded that day, Childe was seriously injured and unconscious, in a hurry, we had to risk death and escape, hundreds of brothers, only the ...... is now" Saying this, Bai Di couldn't help but whimper a little.

Gongzi Shang nodded silently, and he said slowly: "Uncle Di, don't be discouraged. If you don't kill me today, we will definitely be able to come back! In just a few words, it seemed to take a lot of effort, gently closed the eyes, the breeze gently blew, and the long eyelashes like butterfly wings fluttered slightly.

Bai Di suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Childe, when we were on the run, we heard some rumors, saying that the old monarch, oh...... It's the first king, the father of the son, and ...... There is also a fourth son, the Tian family wants to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and under the pursuit, it is rumored that he has fled to the state of Chu and was regarded as a guest by the Duke of Chu......"

"Fourth son, do I have a fourth brother?" Childe was still stunned for a moment, his sword eyebrows swept lightly, and his dark eyes were as deep as an abyss, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The wind blows and the grass moves, and the journey to northern Xinjiang is long......

In the second year of Great Qi Wende, this is the third time that Qi Jun, that is, the female king of Qi has changed the name of the year. This era name could only be replaced by the Son of Heaven, but the king of Zhou declined, and he could not do other substantive actions against the encroachment of this Qi country except for "protest" and "condemnation". What's more, the deviant behavior of the tigress of the tigress of Qi State does not stop there.

In the blink of an eye, it was already July, and countless pedestrians, merchants, and stalls on Nanling County Chang Street were crowded with the originally spacious streets.

Turning the long street is a vertical and horizontal alley, on both sides are dilapidated and quaint moss-covered neighboring civilian courtyards, some of the courtyard walls are still covered with dense green vines, in the narrow shadow, it seems to sweep away the sultry heat a little, and have a little cool feeling.

This is the brilliance of Nanling County.

But in the midst of the bustling crowd, a little beggar in ragged clothes was running barefoot and desperately at the moment, chasing a menacing man in the prime of life.

How could the little beggar escape the pursuit of adults, he was caught up in a moment, and under a punch and kick, the little beggar held his head, curled up like a puppy, and had no strength to beg for mercy. The strong man kicked the little beggar away, and just fell into the ditch on the side of the alley, and after the little beggar snorted, he fainted, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but he still clutched the stolen half of the steamed bun in his hand.

The road was full of pedestrians, but no one paid attention.

It was getting dark, and I don't know how long it was, but a little boy in a ragged shirt was holding a broken crockpot with a happy face, as if he had returned from begging today. Walking through the small ditch, he suddenly saw the unconscious little beggar, the hesitation in his eyes flashed, he gritted his teeth and walked towards the little beggar......

In the ruined Ceres Temple, the little beggar woke up slowly, his body was so weak that he didn't even seem to have the strength to open his eyes, and after trying hard a few times, between the gaps in his eyes, he vaguely saw a little boy with a cat on his face.

The little boy held the broken clay pot, carefully scooped out the water porridge from the can and fed it to the little beggar, the little beggar was obviously hungry, the water porridge was fed to his mouth, subconsciously, and quickly sucked, with the sound of the little beggar's sucking, the little boy also unconsciously started to swallow.

Although this porridge tasted a little rancid, the little beggar felt that it was the most beautiful food in the world to eat at this time. Fortunately, because of drinking the water porridge, the little beggar gradually regained some strength, and soon figured out that it was the little boy who was begging like himself who saved him, and the little beggar touched the thick soil on his face, grinned at the little boy, just because of the change of teeth, the teeth did not close the wind, the middle door was wide open, and he looked ugly. The little beggar was covered with dirt, and at this time he wiped the dirt from his face, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was a little girl.

Looking at the little girl's lack of teeth, the little boy couldn't help but laugh, and the laughter quickly drove away the restraint between the two.

The little boy was seven or eight years old, with a thin, dirty little face, his messy hair was a little yellow from malnutrition, and only a pair of eyebrows were black and thick, which was very distinctive, and added a touch of heroism to the poor man.

The little girl pear vortex was shallow, and whispered to the little boy: "My name is Ugly, what is your name?" "It turned out that this little girl was Jiang Yao'er, I don't know how she escaped here.

The little boy was stunned for a long time, a touch of bitterness flashed in his eyes, this kind of inexplicable mood appeared on a little boy's face is really rare, he muttered: "I...... I...... I don't have a name, they all call me a stinky beggar. ”

"No name? That's not good! Why don't I give you a name? Ugly pondered for a moment.

When he heard that he was going to choose a name, the little boy immediately became excited.

The people of this era refer to the ministers, doctors, and good people, not these low-level ordinary people, many of whom have no surnames at all.

At this time, the little boy sat on the ground, opposite the ugly, he lowered his eyes and face, looking against the light, his eyebrows were like a knife, which was amazing.

"Eyebrows? Ah Mei? Then it's called Ah Mei! ”

The little boy was excited, threw the hay beside him into the air, and said happily: "Ah Mei? Ah Mei! I have a name too! Thank you, Sister Ugly......"

…… An inexplicable fragrance quietly spread in the dilapidated Gu Temple, slowly spreading in the hearts of Ah Chou and Ah Mei. The two still don't know that when they named the little boy "Mei", the gears of fate had "creaked", and the incomprehensible fate met in the starry sky, which was amazing and praiseworthy.