Houfu Key Class

The young man's voice was filled with confusion and helplessness.

Zong Qiyun is their cousin from the same clan, and he is also the brother with whom his father has the best relationship. It is impossible for him to be like Zhao Yumin and Ma Congzhang, doing one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes, and it is even more impossible for him to kill them so openly. .

But……

It's been so long, why haven't reinforcements arrived yet?

Despair spread like sea water. Not only Zong Yan, but all the soldiers realized that they had become abandoned sons, a team of forgotten abandoned sons.

Zong Zhao said: "No, he will definitely come."

His tone was so determined, as if he was speaking to Zong Yan and the soldiers, and also to himself, to hold on firmly.

The battlefield is fighting.

Soldiers are falling.

The recruit team of hundreds of people fought to the end, and only two brothers were left. Soldiers from You Kingdom surrounded the place. They held spears and shields in their hands and approached the two of them step by step.

On the battlefield, no matter how powerful your martial arts is, it cannot defeat thousands of troops.

Everyone knows what will happen next——

These two young men are bound to die.

Zong Zhao protected his younger brother and backed away, blocking the attack from the front.

Zong Yan looked at his brother's tall back, but his eyes were red. He had already foreseen the final result. He thought that he would be able to protect his family and country and make achievements on the battlefield. He didn't expect that he would die so cowardly not long after he came to the military camp. here.

But, brother...

This shouldn't be your ending.

In his eyes, his elder brother is both civilized and military, capable and reliable. He is a being that he admires. He is also a pride in the eyes of his parents. He is a god in the hearts of his masters and students. He is also a loyal minister of the prince. He has a bright future. He shouldn't have died like this under such a shameful trick.

"Brother." Zong Yan called softly.

"Brother is here, don't be afraid." Zong Zhao responded without turning his head.

Zong Yan restrained himself from crying. He said softly: "Do you still remember the dream I told you? I dream about her more and more frequently. If there really is such a person, then she should have mine in her body." The jade pendant is the one we bought for four taels of silver on Huadeng Street."

Zong Zhao turned around and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Zong Yan showed him a smile that was uglier than crying, stuffed something into his hand, and left only one sentence: "Help me find her and take care of her."

Then with a heavy push, Zong Zhao was pushed off the cliff.

"Zong Yan!" Zong Zhao was caught off guard and pushed down, leaving only this shout.

The cliff was so deep that there was no bottom, and soon there was no sign of anyone.

Zong Yan felt much relieved when he saw his brother leaving. He could finally laugh. Maybe the Iron Claw Divine Hook could not save his brother's life, but at least there would be a glimmer of hope.

And he gave his only chance to survive to his brother.

Zong Yan wiped the tears and blood from the corner of his eyes, clenched the sword in his hand again, and rushed towards the huge crowd of Youguo soldiers——

"I'll fight with you!"

…

More than ten years have passed, and every time Zong Zhao thinks of that day, he wants to kill those three people with a thousand knives.

Reinforcements never came.

However, history books record that the battle was won, and Zong Qiyun received military honors. However, the battlefield was in the east, and no one mentioned the rookie team who was deceived into being a bait in the western jungle.

Everyone thought that one of the Zong brothers died and the other disappeared in the eastern part of the battlefield.

But they didn't expect: Zong Zhao was back.

He picked up a life from the bottom of a cliff, and came to these people with a blood feud to claim his life.

"Ah! Ah!! Ahhh!!" Old Marquis trembled after hearing all the truth, and shouted with scarlet eyes, "Zong Qiyun! Zong Qiyun!! I want to kill him! I want to kill him Got him!"

The old lady also burst into tears. She stepped forward to stop the old marquis and said: "That beast is dead, very dead."

Xu Wan always knew that Zong Yan died unjustly, but she didn't want him to be killed in this way. He was deceived into being a bait, reinforcements were deliberately not coming, and the only chance of survival was given to Zong Zhao...

It's no wonder that Zong Zhao couldn't help but want to go crazy every time he mentioned Zong Yan. She walked to Zong Zhao, held his hand, and tried to give him some comfort.

Zong Zhao just squeezed her hand.

He finally couldn't help but tell it, even though it went against his original intention, but looking at Zong Yan's tablet and thinking of his brother's voice and smile, he couldn't tell a single word of the lie.

The old lady cried and said: "The border is so far away from the capital. When Zong Yan's body was brought back, he couldn't even see clearly. My poor child must have many wounds on his body when he faced so many enemy soldiers. He It hurts so much, Yan'er is most afraid of pain."

"Zong Qiyun, that sanctimonious hypocrite, said that he has never stopped looking for you. His words were so touching that I had no doubt at all. He also gave him many of the benefits of the family business." Only then did the old Marquis I remembered, "He, he even said that he thought we were too lonely and wanted to have a son..."

If it weren't for the fact that there was little Jincheng in the family at that time, they would have either gone along with them in despair, or they would have agreed to Zong Qiyun's suggestion of adopting the child.

Only then did the old lady suddenly realize. She collapsed and said, "Yes, it was our vast wealth... that aroused his evil thoughts?"

The old Marquis' body swayed, his eyes were cold, and he walked out of the ancestral hall with a trembling body: "It was me, I personally sent my two children to the tiger and wolf den... Poof——"

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth and he knelt heavily on the ground.

"Master!" "Dad!"

"Dad!" Zong Zhao quickly ran over and reached out to hold his pulse. It was the vomiting of blood caused by the heart attack due to anger.

There was blood on the corner of the old Marquis's mouth, and he was still mumbling: "It was me who was blind, and I mistakenly trusted the traitor. It was me... who killed Zong Yan."

The old lady's tears had flowed so much that she couldn't see clearly. She shouted hurriedly: "Zhao'er, take your father back to the room to rest quickly. He is sick, he is sick."

The old Marquis was lying on the bed, looking at the top of the bed with dull eyes. He was not in a coma, but he kept mumbling to himself that he was the one who caused Zong Yan's fault. He did not drink the medicine prepared by the maids, it was so painful. When I couldn't bear it anymore, I started vomiting blood again.

"No, this is not the way to go," Xu Wan said anxiously, "Zong Zhao, my father-in-law can't drink medicine now, and he has been abusing himself. Can you knock him out and let him sleep and rest first?"

Zong Zhao agreed and said, "I'll go right away."

The old Marquis finally calmed down.

The old lady wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, her heart hurt as if she was being pricked by needles, saying that he was the one who sent the child to the den of tigers and wolves, but she also brought the wealth.

In the final analysis, both of them were responsible for Zong Yan's death. Her heart was very painful, but she could not fall again.