The remnant sun is falling in the west, and the word Yong'an in front of the towering city tower is gradually hidden, and the night once again shrouds this dilapidated city of ruins

"Little beggar, where are you? Mother-in-law called you home for dinner......

A sturdy figure jumped among the rubble, as if searching for something.

The afterglow was dyed, and Zhao Yuxin, who was plainly dressed, walked out of the alley. The viewer's face, cherry mouth, delicate nose, fair melon seed face, black hair coiled behind his head, scattered like a waterfall on the thin shoulders and back.

didn't look for long, Zhao Yuxin found Zhao Qi in a piece of broken bricks and stones, and after seeing Zhao Qi's appearance in the corner of the wall, Zhao Yuxin was helpless with her right hand on her forehead,

"Little beggar, come out quickly, go home for dinner! If you go back like this, you will definitely be scolded by your mother-in-law......"

Zhao Yuxin stood on a stone and counted for a while, don't look at her age, but her nagging skills are not small.

Zhao Qi, who was squatting in the stone moth, didn't seem to have heard of it, but just raised his head and smiled stupidly at Zhao Yuxin, his mouth almost grinning behind his ears. Zhao Qimu pushed away the half-human-high stone in front of him, walked to the girl cautiously, pulled the corner of his clothes, bowed his head and said nothing.

Zhao Yuxin wanted to say a few more words, but when she saw that the boy was covered with dust, his clothes were also cut by sharp weapons, and the dark red blood stains stained the clothes, she patted Zhao Qi's head distressedly, "Go home!"

It's just a fleeting touch of ruthlessness in his eyes, indicating that many children are going to be cleaned up fiercely, and Zhao Yuxin walked forward without looking back. Seeing that his sister was no longer nagging about herself, Zhao Qi laughed stupidly, and followed behind Zhao Yuxin.

On the way home, a few naughty boys stuck their heads out of the small courtyard from time to time, and just as they wanted to step forward to tease Zhao Qi again, they would immediately notice a cold gaze on their faces. Zhao Yuxin snorted with an unkind face, and swept over the faces of several children in turn. Seeing the bully Zhao Yuxin walking in front, this group of boys could only close the crack of the door that was opened.

Jokes, who doesn't know the prestige of the bully Zhao Yuxin in this piece!

As soon as the sister and brother returned home, Zhao Yuxin opened her throat,

"Mother-in-law, the little beggar is fighting again! ”

Hearing the girl's words, an old lady trotted out at the time of boarding, and saw Zhao Qi's clothes in tatters, as well as a few wounds, and first asked, "Zhao Qi, you didn't fight back this time, did you?"

This mother-in-law is called Lan Xiang, who was a palace maid, in Sanzong Xia, because of her age, she was sent home a long time ago, and she escaped, but her husband, who had lived together for more than ten years, did not have that good life, and was murdered when Sanzong slaughtered the city, and she had no children under her knees, and adopted a two-year-old baby girl - Zhao Yuxin after the war.

Regardless of Zhao Yuxin, who was full of indignation next to her, Lan Xiang led Zhao Qi into the door, while watching Zhao Qi and waiting for Zhao Qi to give an accurate answer. When Zhao Qi nodded very affirmatively, Lan Xiang relieved herself.

Let Zhao Qi sit on the stool, Lan Xiang took out a small wooden box from the bedroom, skillfully put the bottles and cans on the table, Zhao Yuxin had already brought a basin of water and put it aside, and then without looking at the scars on Zhao Qi's body, she walked straight into the kitchen and began to prepare dinner.

It's not that Lan Xiang doesn't hurt Zhao Qi, although Zhao Qi picked it up, it was really the original incident that made Lan Xiang afraid.

When Zhao Qi was four or five years old, five or six children annoyed Zhao Qi for some reason, and were slapped by the angry Zhao Qi several times and flew to the wall. That was the first time Granny Lan saw the wooden-like Zhao Qifu, her crazy eyes were full of anger, and her face was hideous and a little deformed.

In order to let Zhao Qi have a healthy childhood, Lan Xiang deliberately moved her family from the east of the city to the west of the city. After this incident, Lan Xiang also realized that Zhao Qi was different, and repeatedly told Zhao Qi not to beat people, Lan Xiang didn't want to follow the ancients to move Meng's mother three times, moving would cost money, and pulling two children by herself would make life tight.

Zhao Qi has indeed been unable to fight back and scold in the past two or three years, and the children around him have become more and more inch-inch, if it weren't for Zhao Yuxin to help them tighten their skin at every turn, I'm afraid Zhao Qi's situation would be even more difficult.

Every time she saw Zhao Qi being bullied, Lan Xiang was also distressed, but she was really helpless, so she could only cry in distress,......

The three of them sat at the badly lacquered table of the Eight Immortals and ate slowly, if they ignored the washed white clothes, they would have thought they were nobles just from the slow chewing and slow swallowing.

However, this is the norm in Yong'an, war and killing can only plunder wealth, but can not wipe out the people's requirements for themselves.

Zhao Qi was driven to bed by Lan Xiang and fell asleep early, Lan Xiang carefully helped Zhao Qi tuck the quilt, for fear of touching the wound and hurting the child who had never made a sound. Just when Lan Xiang left the East Wing, no one noticed that Zhao Qi, who had been lifeless and stupid for seven years, had a smart light in his eyes flickering more and more frequently.

The deep darkness occupied Yong'an City, and the city was so silent that it seemed that people did not dare to go out in the middle of the night because of what happened back then. It was in such a calm and watery dead silence that a little light flickered in Zhao Qi's mind, getting brighter and brighter, and finally tore through the fog in his mind like a sharp sword.

Just as the fog was dispelled, a deep sigh sounded in the night,

"Alas, national teacher, why do you want to save me!"

In a few moments, Zhao Qi fused the memories of the seven years of this life, sighed again, and closed his eyes decadently......

A statue standing with a sword on the upper floor of Yong'an South City quietly shattered, and Ye Wulu, the sword god with deep meaning in his eyes, walked out slowly, and murmured:

"Guarding you for ten years, I have also completed his old man's will. The next path depends on how you choose, this life is what the old man asked you for, we will not interfere, everything depends on your creation.

The blueprint you drew at the beginning did not give us hope, if we can reflect on our mistakes in this life, make progress, and survive the trials of the three palaces, let alone surrender in this world, even if we want a few of us to die, we have nothing to say.

There is not much time left for you to be depressed and depressed. If you fall into a slump and live up to the expectations of the old man, then you will be burdened with the blood debt of ten years ago......"

After speaking, he turned into a breeze and shook for nine days......

The departure of the Sword God made the other six transcendents wake up from their state of false sleep, and their eyes were all fixed in the direction of Yong'an, and they all had a bottom line in their hearts, which was the deadline for Emperor Shaoshang to reshape the Dao Heart. Out of respect for the deceased elderly, it is necessary to give the heirs of the old family a fair chance to dominate the world.

At this moment, all that came to Zhao Qi's mind was the tragic scene, and millions of soldiers rushed towards the Sword River like a fire in order to save themselves. Screams, broken swords, cracking blood...... All of them clearly appeared in Zhao Qi's mind. The resolute faces that looked at death as if they were at home played like a slideshow in Zhao Qi's mind, and he couldn't find a wailing and cowardly expression.

Zhao Qi's heart seemed to be dripping blood, especially the sound of slashing the sky and collapsing, which made him lose all his support, Zhao Qi weakly wrapped the quilt tightly and shrunk inside, as if the dirty and stuffy quilt could make him feel better.

The last loving gaze of the imprisoned old man made Zhao Qi endure the idea of dying immediately. Zhao Qi understood that his life was exchanged for the old man who was imprisoned, and he couldn't easily take the dog away, but what could he do?

"Widow! Hehe, now I'm really a lonely person now! It's all because of me that I killed them, and I have no shame to go to see them under the Nine Springs. What is detached from the gods, what is fighting for the freedom of the common people, all of them are bullshit! What qualifications do waste people like bereaved dogs have to talk about this? No, bereaved dogs are all exalted to themselves, mourning stars, and mourning national stars......

I want to use this lifeless life to atone for my sins! I owe too much to the people of the Xia Dynasty, so I will spend the rest of my life protecting the people of this side! What blood debt, what revenge, what qualifications do I have to think. ”

Zhao Qi, the Shaoshang Emperor who lost everything, guarded the people of the Xia Dynasty, which is his unique belief!