Yongsan is a thing of the past.

In the past, Song Ziyu's prestige gradually disappeared in people's memories under the smear and evasion of later rulers

Some lands are destined to be poor, others are destined to become untouchables.

Those who forget history will be eliminated by history.

In this five-year-long period, Song Chuxia's body has undergone earth-shaking changes.

War and power have changed people's hearts dramatically.

In fact, before Longshan was attacked by foreign enemies, Song Chuxia had been marginalized.

The increasingly brutal war had long made the rulers of Longshan realize that a girl of a few years old was not the key to breaking the game at all, so few people cared about the existence of Song Chuxia anymore.

Maybe it's because of Gongsun Wan'er's deliberateness, or maybe it's because of the sophistication of the world.

After deliberately weakening and ignoring, Song Chuxia became a transparent person in Longshan.

Nobody cares, and no one cares.

However, such a weakening brought unexpected benefits, that is, when Longshan City was broken, Tang Jian and other stalwarts generals of the Longshan family were brutally executed, and the Ma family was wiped out!

When it was time to deal with Song Chuxia, Yuan Wending, who was murderous without blinking, looked at Lori, who was only nine years old, but showed rare kindness.

Yuan Wending looked at Song Chuxia and said something meaningful.

"Girl, when your father went on an expedition to the city-state of Miro, I stood trembling like you now, like a minion." Yuan Wending spoke slowly.

Song Chuxia didn't dare to raise his head, but trembled.

Yuan Wending stretched out his hand and touched Song Chuxia's face, and then said with a smile: "You should thank your father, he is a great hero, and now you can survive this catastrophe, not because of how cute you look, but because you have a good father." ”

Immediately, Yuan Wending ordered his subordinates to release Song Chuxia, and explained that he was not allowed to embarrass the girl.

And that's not all!

Yuan Wending also specially asked Song Ziyu's western-style building in the inner city of Longshan to be left to Song Chuxia.

This kindness really made Yuan Wending's subordinates feel incredible!

You must know that in the past five years of campaigning, Yuan Wending killed many former comrades, from the beginning of the infighting in the Miluo city-state, Yuan Wending kept killing people, and one killed to Longshan.

But I never expected it......

At the end of the day, Yuan Wending would actually choose to let go of Song Ziyu's daughter......

This is completely different from Yuan Wending's character design!

Of course, the subordinates didn't know what medicine was sold in Yuan Wending's gourd.

As everyone knows, what Yuan Wending thinks in his heart is not something that these brothers under his command can speculate.

Yuan Wending's thoughts were flying.

When the Longshan army swept through the city-state of Miluo, Yuan Wending was still a fledgling general, following Zhou Shicheng and destroying the city for Song Ziyu.

Yuan Wending once had the opportunity to see Song Ziyu's demeanor from afar.

That majestic figure is simply incomparable!

Even his idol and big brother Zhou Shicheng looked so ashamed in front of Song Ziyu's brilliance.

The inflated Yuan Wending thought to himself that he would never have the opportunity to compete with a character like Song Ziyu in his life, but he still slept with his daughter to comfort his restless heart.

However, now Song Chuxia is still too much, and it is not interesting to be molested, so I will raise it first, and wait until I am older to start.

Hey, hey, hey.

Thinking of this, Yuan Wending's saliva was about to flow out.

The fun in this is not enough for the outside world.

……

Yuan Wending didn't know that when he gave the order to dispose of Song Chuxia, there was a white cat licking his paws on the beam.

Thanks to Yuan Wending, the final decision was to secretly support "Song Chuxia" instead of immediately issuing an order to kill.

Otherwise, Yuan Wending estimated that he would not survive that day.

But Yuan Wending didn't wait for Lori to grow up!

When Song Chuxia was twelve years old, because of a rebellion within the army, Yuan Wending was killed at the wine table by the leading leaders under his command, which can be regarded as a continuation of the tradition of the warlord faction of the Miluo city-state.

As already emphasized, the factions of the city-state of Miro are loose enough, due to the fact that the entire region of Miro is extremely large, and the city-states are fragmented among themselves.

Whenever a powerful figure was born, these city-states would see the wind and rudder submit.

But this kind of surrender is nothing but vanity and wrongdoing.

Once there is an opportunity, there will be heroes who will rise up and set off infighting.

In the eyes of these guys, this emperor's position, brother, you sit, why can't I sit down?

So there was the tragedy of Yuan Wending being killed.

Yuan Wending died, and the young general who killed Yuan Wending was just an inconspicuous member of the Shaozhuang faction, but the throne butt was not covered yet, and he was defeated and killed by others.

Now it's completely lively.

Without a leader, the factions of the Miro city-state were completely split into large groups and fought each other.

Longshan was controlled by an armed force, and this armed force belonged to the rising star, from the leader to the middle-level officers, they had nothing to do with the Song Ziyu era, so it was impossible to "take care" of Song Chuxia.

In the early summer of the Song Dynasty, the house in the inner city was forcibly confiscated by the authorities, and the monthly supply and allowance were gone.

However, these ruffians who were busy sharing and robbing property did not pay attention to Song Chuxia.

As a result, the twelve-year-old Song Chuxia Che was completely reduced to an ordinary person.

The wasteland world is the best at forgetting.

Song Chuxia, who had lost all his aura, had to stand on his own in order to support himself, and as a last resort, under the introduction of "well-wishers", Song Chuxia entered the factory in Longshan to make screws.

Ironically, the former founder of this Longshan manufacturing factory was none other than Song Chuxia's father, Song Ziyu.

Life is so impermanent.

……

In this way, Song Chuxia, who was ordinary, became a junior worker, relying on high-intensity work every fourteen hours to earn a meager salary to support himself, and usually had to endure the fraud of the foreman and the bullying of his co-workers.

In the end, it is a flower that grows in a greenhouse.

Song Chuxia does not have the courage of his mother Xu Yingnan, nor does he have the cunning and restraint of Song Ziyu, so life is equivalent to suffering.

For such an indifferent and tragic fate arrangement in life, Shuangdu, who has been guarding Song Chuxia's side, can't stand it anymore, and it wants to change Song Chuxia's tragic fate several times, but without exception, it is severely warned by the crossing bracelet every time.

"You'd better not do anything, or you won't be able to afford the consequences!"

Crossing the bracelet was warned.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Shuang couldn't understand what the mysterious consciousness inside the bracelet meant, after all, what he had seen with his own eyes over the years was the tragic life of Song Chuxia.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Shuang couldn't help but ask.

"Wait!"

Crossing the bracelet indicated.

"What the hell are you waiting for?" Double question.

"I'm waiting for her to turn seventeen."

Through the mysterious consciousness inside the bracelet, it slowly spoke.

"What happens after the age of seventeen?"

Double question.

No one answered the double, because the crossing bracelet chose silence.

Silence, perhaps, is the answer.

……

In the next few years, Song Chuxia's life did not improve.

And that's not all.

Because Chu Xia is Song Ziyu's daughter, many people also show a bad taste.

The descendants of those displaced people who were accepted in the past, not only did they not thank Song Ziyu, but they even felt that bullying Song Chuxia was a very cool thing.

The evil of human nature is here.

They speculate maliciously about what they can't get, and they like to tear up beautiful things for people to see.

It is precisely because of this evil of human nature that Song Chuxia has suffered too much from life that he should not bear.

But for girls who are used to the grind of life, these are nothing.

As for some places that Song Chuxia can't see, those guys who dare to commit violence against Song Chuxia will die of various inexplicable accidents at some point.

These are probably the only things that Shuang can do for Song Chuxia.

There are very few things that Song Chuxia can do in life, except for going to work day and night, and with a little free time, Song Chuxia will go to a heavily guarded secret prison in Longshan.

Using his hard-earned wages as a bribe, Song Chuxia was given a short period of visitation.

Walking through the dungeon corridors filled with foul odors and moaning screams, at the end of the dungeon, they saw their only "relative".

In this dark and foul-smelling dungeon corner, a woman curled up alone with her feet held in place by chains and shackles.

Her hair was disheveled, obscuring her otherwise delicate countenance.

Her forehead was covered with a thick layer of dirt, like a thick layer of dust covering her skin.

This woman's eyes were empty and godless, as if she had lost the support of her soul.

Her pupils dilated, revealing an unspeakable despair.

Tears had dried up in the corners of her eyes, leaving deep marks.

"Aunt Gongsun, I've come to see you." Song Chuxia shouted.

Hearing Song Chuxia's shout, the woman slowly looked up.

The corners of her mouth twisted into a sinister smile.

Song Chuxia looked at her like this, with affection.

"Hey, hey, hey."

The woman suddenly let out a hey-hey-hey giggle.

Her teeth were sparse and yellow-black, and her tongue kept licking her lips, saliva snaking down the corners of her mouth.

"Aunt Gongsun, you have suffered."

Seeing this scene, Song Chuxia, who was devastated by life and extremely numb, rarely showed a painful expression, and then began to cry.

The crazy Gongsun Wan'er stretched out her dirty hand and stroked Song Chuxia's face.

Her arms were covered in bruises and scratches, all of which were the marks of the prison scene.

After years of torture, Gongsun Wan'er's fingers were twisted and deformed, and the nails were long and sharp, like a sharp claw.

"First ...... Summer...... You live ...... It's so bitter. ”

Gongsun Wan'er's body trembled, and she let out a low moan.

Her voice was hoarse and hoarse, as if she was wailing.

Song Chuxia couldn't hold back anymore and threw herself into the arms of the madwoman.

The two hugged each other like this, enjoying a very short period of warmth.

……

"It's time, come out quickly!"

Outside the dungeon came the voice of the cell boss, grim and impatient.

"Hurry!"

The cell boss urged.

Song Chuxia knew that the money he gave was only enough for this little time to visit the prison, and if he delayed it any longer, he would probably have to suffer.

"Aunt Gongsun, persevere, live, and when I have saved enough wages, I will come to see you again!"

Song Chuxia straightened his clothes, then put down some prepared food, wiped away his tears, and walked out of the prison door.

Looking at the back of Song Chuxia leaving, the crazy Gongsun Wan'er couldn't stop tears from the corners of her eyes.