"Damn, I was almost killed by Ouyang Feng...... Fortunately, the master has the system to bless him. He Qizheng sighed, got up from the ground, and looked left and right, he was still in the Wuwei Wine Shop, but Ouyang Feng had long since disappeared.

"Cough, cough, giant, giant, giant......", a faint voice suddenly sounded next to him, but it was Ke Zhenwei who was knocked over to the ground by Ouyang Feng's palm.

"Master, are you alright?!" , He Qizheng swallowed a blood Bodhi, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then helped Ke Zhenwei up, and he wanted to use his skills to heal his injuries.

"I don't care, Juxia, go to the Xia King's Mansion to have a look...... Ahem, the old poison went there! Ke Zhen said with a trembling voice.

"What? it, Master, hold on! He Qizheng gave Ke Zhen a blood Bodhi, and then swept back to the Xia Wang's Mansion, and suddenly saw the chaos inside.

Yang Tiexin walked around the courtyard with an anxious look on his face, and when he saw He Qizheng appearing, he breathed a sigh of relief and told him to hurry in.

He Qizheng's heart sank, and he raised his legs and walked into the inner room, only to see that Han Xiaoying was injured for Mu Nianci, while Yang Yanyan was sitting on the side and hiding his face and crying, and Li Ping was holding a baby and comforting Bao Xiweak......

"What's going on?" , He Qizheng hurriedly asked.

"Ouyang Feng, who was killed that day, broke in, injured Nian Ci, and then snatched away Gaizhi!" , Li Ping hurriedly replied.

It was changed to He Qizheng and Yang Yanyan's son, who specially named it in order to commemorate "Yang Guo, the Condor Hero".

As for the baby Li Ping was holding in his arms, he and Mu Nianci had a daughter, named Furong.

"Where did Ouyang Feng go?" , how deep the front color is, obviously angry to the extreme:

Only we "traversers" have ever bullied people, and no one has dared to bully "traversers", Ouyang Feng, I want your life!

He Qizheng fed Mu Nianci with blood Bodhi, and his injuries healed quickly, so he called the Six Monsters of Jiangnan, Yang Tiexin and others over to discuss going to White Camel Mountain to find Ouyang Feng for revenge.

"Giant, that Ouyang Feng is far away in the Western Regions, and he has changed his hostage in his hands, I'm afraid that if you rush over thousands of miles, you will fall for his tricks!" , Ke Zhen sighed evilly.

"Master, don't worry, he was injured by my Dou Zhuan Xing, and he won't be able to practice back for ten or eight years!"

He Qizheng frowned, and continued: "Ouyang Feng is not afraid, but he will be captured by him, I am worried about ......"

"Change it to ......", Yang Yanyan was a mother for the first time, and when she heard that her son was snatched away by Ouyang Feng and his whereabouts were unknown, she cried again.

"Without further ado, I'll go to the Western Regions! Even if you turn over the White Camel Mountain, you have to bring back the peace of change! ”

He Qizheng was about to go out after speaking, but suddenly he remembered something, so he turned around and called Mu Nianci and Yang Yanyan to the room, and passed on peerless martial arts such as "Ling Bo Weibu", "Northern Spiritual Divine Skill", and "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" to the two.

Then he wrote the "Nine Yin True Scripture" and left it to the Six Monsters of Jiangnan and Yang Tiexin, and then rode the little red horse towards the Western Regions......

……

"Yu Zhiwu'er, this time you go out with the army to Liaobei, remember the words of your father, don't ask for merit, but ask for life!"

"Don't ask for merit, but ask for life!"

"But I want to live!"

"Must be alive!"

"Alive!"

……

"Alive...... ...... alive", under the constant shouts of an old man in his mind, He Qizheng slowly opened his eyes, and there was a desolation in the eyes, the gray sky was gusting with strong winds, blowing goose feathers and heavy snow flying wildly, and the smoke of gunpowder mixed with water vapor filled the entire battlefield, teaching people to see clearly.

As far as the eye can see, there are broken branches and broken branches after the fierce battle, scattered helmets, discarded broken knives and broken guns, the remains of countless soldiers are scattered on this battlefield, and there are scattered arrows around it...

The snow covered the earth, but it could not hide the miserable aura that spread on this land, and the rich blood and the vague Manchu language in the distance made He Qizheng feel the fear that was about to emerge from his chest......

"Here...... What is the place...... Why is the body so heavy...... The whole body is ...... as if it is burning", He Qizheng endured the severe pain and forcibly recalled, and finally fused the original memories and feelings of this body: I, Luo Yuzhi, the garrison captain under the command of Liaoyang General Liu, was on the battlefield that took place in March of the 47th year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, known as the "Battle of Sarhu".

"Status...... Liu Zongbing was captured and ...... after he was killed in battle", He Qizheng looked down at the straw rope tied to his body, thinking that if his internal strength recovered a little, he could easily break it, but at this moment, he had no internal force in his body, so he had to smile bitterly.

"Hamibei flutters Lu Siga, cub Bulu cries, those few meters yo gali vomit!"

Suddenly, someone was shouting in the smoke, and at the right time, He Qizheng also heard someone walking nearby, but he did not dare to move, because he could not understand the other party's words, which showed that he had been captured by Nurhachi's army.

If he was killed because of some actions, he would have no place to cry, because he had already remembered the warning given by the system before leaving: if the replacement character dies again, the host will be directly wiped out.

That is to say, if you let the owner of this body hang up again this time, then you will really "burp"!

In order not to "burp", He Qizheng could only give up his dignity and honestly kneel on the ground, not moving, but in his heart, he was already thinking about countermeasures quickly.

At this moment, a small sobbing sound sounded to the left of He Qi, and when he peeked over, he saw that there were two other captives beside him: the one closest to him, who seemed to be of higher rank, was wearing a complete set of fish scale armor, and there was a dirty black big hanging on his back, his eyes staring straight ahead, with an indifferent expression—

Obviously, he was already determined to die and was ready to die for his country, so the sobbing just now could only come from the third captive, but because the vision was blocked, He Qizheng couldn't see the person's appearance clearly.

However, He Qizheng knew that the reason why the third person was sobbing was because he was vigorously accusing that he was not ready to die for his country, but obviously, in the case of being captured by the vicious wild boar skin, he could only "die for the country"!

"Valiwa Poor Ni, a dead ga—Ha Pressure Library!" At this moment a wild boar skin came out of the thick fog, pointed at He Qi was talking loudly to another person, and when he finished speaking, he stepped aside, stuck his spear in the ground, and peed on his pants with his hands—

"Whoa-la-"

With a "pleasant" boo, He Qizheng heard someone behind him dragging a machete towards him, "Click-" "Click-" "Click-"

The noise of the machete scraping the snow is getting closer and closer, and it is at this moment that He Qizheng suddenly knows where he is: At the beginning of the Embroidered Spring Knife 2 Shura Battlefield movie, when the actor Shen Lian rescued Lu Wenzhao and Guo Zhen with a single knife!

"Seventh uncle and grandfather! It turns out that I was the first unlucky guy to be beheaded in the movie! Thinking about how justified his situation was, he woke up: if he remembered correctly, when the original body was hacked to death, Shen Lian was already there!

Thinking of this, He Qi was struggling to stand up with his last strength, but he was kicked to the ground by the wild boar skin behind him, "plopping" and "plopping", and he was rolling in the snow several times-

To be honest, the boar skin's kick didn't use much strength at all, but He Qizheng used the strength of this kick to force himself to "roll", even if the disgusting slush on the ground mixed with blood couldn't stop him.

Lu Wenzhao, who heard the movement, stared strangely at the ridiculous colleague beside him, he didn't understand that this guy just looked like he was loveless, why didn't he want to "martyr" at this time?

But, want to live...... Is it possible?! The enemy is three living boar skins......

Lu Wenzhao watched the wild boar skin walk quickly in front of the colleague, and stepped on the colleague's face, and then the wild boar skin raised the machete high, and shouted with a cruel smile: "Tuburi Balana Mariga!" ”