In 290 years of the park, Sima Zhen ascended the throne and changed the Yuan Yongxi, since then the rebellion of the eight kings led to the chaos of the five people, and the lives of the people fell into an endless abyss.

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The bustling teahouse, the voices of people are boiling, noisy, at this time, a sound of slapping, the sound of touching, suddenly, the whole teahouse became silent.

I saw everyone holding their breath, looking eagerly at the storyteller in the center of the teahouse.

In the anticipation of the stars holding the moon, the storyteller finally said slowly and unhurriedly.

Today's talk - snowy beauty.

In other words, this snowy area can be described as corpses all over the field, and the ghosts and wolves are howling and grieving.

can be said that this is the most pleasant thing, "the demon girl of the previous dynasty finally died, but I regretted one of King Yue's arms."

At this time, the two people sitting by the window not far away, the man was dressed in elegant clothes, and his long black hair was only tied up with a silver-white hairband.

The woman sitting opposite her was a little thinner when she looked at her figure, dressed in a smoke-colored gauze dress, a waist with a hand, and a pale and weak goose egg face, revealing a withering of life everywhere.

The man nervously looked at the woman opposite, and then at the storyteller in the center of the stage, who was already foaming at the mouth.

Finally, I couldn't help but ask, "Do you want him to stop?" ”

Hearing the man's words, the woman smiled instead, "No need, I want to hear it too, indeed, it's been so long that I'm about to forget!" ”

The rumbling thunderstorm pierced the trembling hearts of the entire Yang family; The cries of children, the horror of adults, the sound of heavy iron armor, in the night of thunderstorms, all the shouts are so small and powerless.

The pouring rain at the beginning turned into a drizzle, no more, no less, and this rain rained for three days in a row, washing away all the dust.

The ruined temple ten miles from the city gate was full of dead and alive; From newborn babies to skinny old age, mourning and starvation.

Curled up at the feet of the Miller Buddha, one large and one small, as if alive and dead, look at the smaller boy dressed, although it is covered by the dirt, but on closer inspection, the delicate silk is out of place with the surroundings.

The older girls, on the other hand, are obviously dressed like refugees, but are a little skinny.

Both of them were disgraced, huddled and shivering together with refugees in this ruined temple.

The girl's long eyelashes trembled, probably because the rude movements of the visitor had caused the wound on her forehead, and a little blood stain slowly seeped in, sliding over the bridge of her nose and cheeks, but even so, it didn't make the person stop the movement of her hand.

The person's deep-set cheeks, withered yellow skin, and messy hair like straw can be seen at a glance that he has been malnourished all year round.

To survive in such troubled times shows that he is not a soft-hearted refugee.

While ripping off the clothes from the two of them, he muttered indistinctly in his mouth,

"Just this thing, how much food can be exchanged for."

After quickly completing the movement in his hand, he turned around and moved towards the little boy next to him.

It may be the rudeness of someone who comes to pick up his clothes, or the fact that he is sleeping so unsteadily that the little boy sits up in shock.

For a while, it also frightened the refugee who picked up his clothes, but just for a moment, the refugee reacted, and once again forcibly took off the coat from the little boy, no matter how the little boy cried, no one around came out to help.

In the eyes of the people around him, compared to the cannibal corpses of wild dogs, this is not at all worthy of sympathy and pity.

The country is ruined, the corpses are thousands of miles away, and the annihilation of human nature is nothing more than that.

The little boy who was too frightened looked at the little girl who had never moved beside him, and his eyes were full of tears.

The little boy kept pushing the girl's body, but the girl never woke up.

A few minutes later, upon closer inspection, the girl's fluttering eyelashes looked like frightened feathers, and then fell into a nightmare again.

Yang Wuyang, an anti-narcotics policeman, is about to enter the second stage of his life at the age of 30, and there are not a few large-scale cases that he has participated in cracking.

After participating in the cracking of an international drug smuggling case, his life has been in dire straits.

In order to solve this case, countless lives were sacrificed, and all the police officers turned black and white upside down, and hibernate for three years, just to solve the case.

And in the past three years, for the undercover Yang Wuyang, she has been sleepless and collapsed at any time, just because she was an undercover agent who was beaten into the drug dealer.

Yang Wuyang, who grew up watching police movie stories, was admitted to the ideal university with the dream of a hero, and paid tribute to the ideal in his heart step by step, but when he risked his life to become an undercover agent, Yang Wuyang retreated, wavered, and even thought about giving up, but finally chose the mission of a soldier.

The so-called ten years of sharpening a sword, while killing all the criminals, Yang Wuyang was not spared, and his fresh life was squandered on the land of the motherland.

Xu is God also regretted Yang Wuyang's young life, so he let Yang Wuyang live again.

Therefore, Yang Ziyi, who is now lying in the broken temple and has a bleeding head, can also be called Yang Wuyang.

An hour ago, Yang Wuyang slowly woke up because of the pain in his forehead, but the physical fitness of this body was too poor, and finally because of the continuous flow of information, it exploded into his mind, and Yang Wuyang, who couldn't accept the bloody crossing for a while, fainted, so he fell to the end where the only remaining rags were also taken away.

Panic, loneliness, and helplessness made Yang Wuyang unwilling to open his eyes to accept the truth even when he was awake.

When he opened his eyes again, it was only because of the long-lasting crying of children in his ears that Yang Wuyang was even more irritable and helpless.

I don't like children in the first place, the fundamental reason is that I hate crying children, and the little boy next to me is considered to have met his nemesis.

touched the wound on his forehead, which made Yang Wuyang gasp.

What catches my eye is a crying little boy, the dirt on his cheeks is washed by tears, forming a furrow and ravine, the whole person looks like a little flower cat, very funny; It seems that he is thirteen or fourteen years old at most.

The little boy was obviously a little happy when he saw Yang Ziyi who woke up, but his tangled little hands showed his nervousness.

Yang Wuyang, who was helpless, frowned and wrinkled unconsciously, it seems that his impression of the little boy is not very good! However, thinking about Yang Ziyi's previous situation, it really won't leave a good impression.

Speaking of his own crossing, he is really good at picking time.

Overnight, the three clans were wiped out, and more than 1,000 people in the Yang family were tragically wiped out.

Yang Ziyi, the daughter of the concubine who has always been feared and avoided by everyone, has a hideous face, and is the most unpopular, but was quietly rescued by the man in black.

As for the little boy, Yang Yezhi; The son of the eldest son of the Yang family was also rescued by the man in black, and this wave of operations is really strange everywhere.

The mythical existence of the Yang family under one person and above ten thousand people collapsed overnight.

As for the demise of the Yang family, it was from the hands of the queen, and the relatives interfered in politics, became the king and lost the king, and the fate was already doomed from the beginning.

The Rebellion of the Eight Kings, the Five Chaos and the People, became the victims of power.

The tragic situation in front of him, for Yang Wuyang, in addition to helplessness, was unprecedented panic and helplessness.

It's okay to live without a fixed place, but this new environment is like a bolt from the blue for Yang Wuyang, who knows some history.

Yang Wuyang warned himself that he must be calm and calm.

This skinny body has already exhausted the original owner Yang Ziyi, and he doesn't know how long his inexplicable rebirth can last, plus a burdensome Yang Yezhi, I really can't imagine the next few days.

Why did the man in black save Yang Ziyi and Yang Yezhi? And why did they save and let them perish? The identities of Yang Ziyi and Yang Yezhi must not make people doubt.

Doubts everywhere, in his previous life, Rao was Yang Wuyang, who had seen the world, and he was also at a loss.

At the same time, in the secret prison of the palace, the man whose hands and feet were bound by iron chains was whipped open and fleshy, and his long hair mixed with blood and sweat condensed into lumps, sticking to the man's head and face, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this is a hell on earth.

The woman standing opposite the person, dressed in a graceful and luxurious phoenix soaring gauze dress, has an indescribable motherly ceremony in the world and an extraordinary momentum.

On the face of the fly in the ointment, there is no trace of emotion, just a cold look, which makes people feel like they have fallen into the cold pool.

"The two living people will disappear under my nose, it seems that something must have something to do with them, I underestimate you, don't say it, I will let you beg me."

The graceful and luxurious figure has long since left the dungeon, but the cruel words have been around the dungeon for a long time, making people desperate.

Only a stick of incense had passed, and another visitor had arrived in this particular dungeon.

Look, the black-robed man standing at the door of the dungeon, wearing a black cloak and a blood-red mask with a bull's head and horse face, the whole person almost blended with the darkness, leaving the blood-red mask conspicuous, this scene is indescribably weird.

At this moment, a figure flashed from the darkness, half-kneeling and bowing his head, "Master, they are awake."

A jagged voice came from the blood-red mask, "Good, keep following, it seems that he is still in a hurry".

In the blink of an eye, the black-robed man and the dark guard disappeared into the darkness of the dungeon, as if they had never set foot here.

It's just that no one can see the smile at the corners of the mouth of the person who is bound by iron chains, and the hair hides the corners of his mouth.