This kneeling is hundreds of years of history, and this kneeling is in the new era, that is, in the 21st century, and this servility from the bones has not yet been unlocked.

Because the feeling of these people is that the state has cultivated me, and when I am fully capable, I will report directly to the country again to be ugly.

Because in their eyes, the moon in foreign countries is round, and China doesn't have a moon to show you?

Always like other countries, love infighting and the character is still unable to change, and even now, these people are still Kim who only sees their own interests.

And these bad habits, with all sorts of things, are the reasons why the servility of a country cannot be washed away.

Even in the Tang Empire, the same should be the case.

And these things are not visible at all in the Ming Dynasty, and they do not cede land, do not pay compensation, and defend their own pride with their own blood.

And what no one didn't expect was that in the current team, there was still a group of people who were already lurking around the Sky Temple without a word.

And these people are covered in flying fish suits, embroidered spring knives, and fierce beast armor......

And these people are from an extremely mysterious and ancient team--- Jinyi Guard, and in their cold-bloodedness and indifference, they are also a dark force belonging to the royal family.

It is also the last heritage of the royal family itself, so this group of people is composed of a large group of ordinary people.

Ordinary people don't have much of a goal in their eyes, so what Jin Yiwei used this time was even more like a silent feeling.

However, unconsciously, the benefits they can obtain are directly obtained by people who are unable to prevent them.

They even go through a department called the Ministry of Heavenly Machinery, and they use huge data to calculate what the country will do next.

There is no envoy in the city, or even who has done something, and even caused the family to be promoted.

......

Time is like an inverted funnel, even if you don't move, he will not stay because of who you are, time and space are changing, I don't know if I have entered history, or I originally belonged to a section of history, the space I am in now, the current history I have never heard of, there is no iron lump in the sky and the earth, there is no high-rise buildings, there is no endless flow of cars, some are human beings can go to the sky and the earth, pick the stars and take the moon, mo, some are up to dozens of feet of majestic cities, some are horses and carriages that travel thousands of miles a day, I can't tell whether the life in my mind is vain, or everything now is a fantasy......

My name is Chen, I don't know what my surname is, when my unscrupulous monk master asked me to have a surname, I listened to him say that it was the surname of the Buddha before he became a monk, I had no reason for a chill, when I thought about it for a long time and told the master that I want the surname Wu, the master stared at my scrutinizing eyes, and after a long time he sighed and turned away, he came back with a broken hand and let me put it in my bare left arm, how my left arm was lost I really don't know, because I don't even have the memory of before I was ten years old, but looking at the mottled and intertwined horror scars on my body, I deeply know that it is no accident that I can live until now

My name is Chen, I don't know what the specificity is, the master said that I was picked up by him in the valley of death, the master is a great monk, he said that the Buddha's surname was not released before the monk, so he asked me to follow the Buddha's surname Shi, but I feel that this surname is not good, I modified my own martial arts, when I told the master about this decision, the master stared at me for a long time without saying a word, sighed without saying a word and turned around and went out, half a month later, the wind and dust brought back a broken hand, let me connect it from the broken arm of the left arm, I looked at the left hand shining with golden luster in the light of the early sun and did not speak, I don't know how my left arm was lost, Because I don't have the memory of before the age of ten, but looking at the mottled scars on the body, I know that it is not accidental that I can survive, I have a habit of waving my body in the morning light every day when the sun rises, a punch out of the tiger and the tiger, a leg to open the stele cracked stone, fist like a hammer, arm like a stick, fingers like a gun, body like a shield, elbow like a thorn, in an instant the body around the body is driven by the strength of the limbs, this series of moves are all from the body memory, the changes brought by the terrifying physical quality are also extremely terrifying, a move is full of thousands of pounds of great power。

On the top of the mountain not far away, a monk stared at Wuchen's morning exercise, and the Taoist Bogu high-crowned Taoist robe with big sleeves fluttering and carrying a long sword temperament was free and easy to remove dust, which made people can't bear to admire a Taoist with a fairy wind and bones, and after a long time, he only heard the Taoist speak leisurely;

'Senior brother, are you sure that he is your ferryman, this son is by no means an ordinary person, although the wound of the soul has not recovered, but looking at his deeds, his dragon soaring and tiger leaping is compelling, plus suffering such a trauma and not dying shows that his heart is strong, are you sure you can lower him. ’

'Brother, I treat it as a family member, not as a weapon for me, even if it recover......s his mind? ’

But what if he is resurrected, or reincarnated, or awakened......? Once the dusty memory is awakened, is he still the same as he is now? ’

'Senior brother, my time is running out, I can't wait that long......

'Okay, junior brother, senior brother, I believe you, if something goes wrong...... He will surely die'

'Amitabha, senior brother thanked senior brother'

The young man who was performing martial arts on the top of the mountain on the other side was unaware that a cyan sigil flashed from his neck, and the young man who was immersed in the world of martial arts was still tirelessly playing some unknown boxing technique......

"Why not? This monk's identity is not simple, and he uses different moves every time he makes a move, so this person should be to hide his identity, so don't provoke him again, in this eventful season, so as not to cause trouble, do you hear?"

"Got it, Boss!"

"Fierce boxing skills, ancient inheritance, if it weren't for the fact that I was responsible for the life and death of so many people, I really wanted to fight with you!" The burly figure flashed with a strong fighting intent.

After a while, I saw a bald monk dragging a bloody corpse back, standing still in a private house, and performing a first-level standard Buddhist ritual towards that house very seriously, and then chanting some scriptures in his mouth, when the scriptures were finished, he threw the black-clothed figure into the house, and then returned to the inn with very firm steps.

When he entered the inn, step by step firmer, when he walked to the door of Yuan Hong's room, he became extremely light and light, a heavy palm slapped the door, the door latch was broken in response, Wu Chen stepped in, only to see Yuan Hong sleeping heavily on the bed, the sound of even breathing was slow, but Wu Chen was cold.

As if sensing Wu Chen's arrival, Yuan Hong slowly got up from the bed.

"Master, why are you here, thank you for saving your life!" Yuan Hong greeted Wu Chen with a happy face as if he hadn't seen Wu Chen's face.

Seeing that Wu Chen didn't answer with a cold face, Yuan Hong looked a little embarrassed, reached out and poured a cup of tea on the table, and handed it to Wu Chen.

The fist hit Yuan Hong's martial arts body, and with a bang, Yuan Hong was directly smashed into the wall by this punch, and then a large mouthful of blood was protruded, and the blood was even mixed with some internal organ fragments, which was really terrifying, and Yuan Hong, who spit out blood, was now paper.

"Master, what do you mean by this?

"Don't pretend to be confused for me!"

"What am I pretending to be confused about?"

"Yuan Hong, I can turn a blind eye to some things, but! Don't touch my bottom line! Do you know? Otherwise, I won't estimate your identity, not to mention, what else do you have?"

"Hehe... You and my uncle agreed..."Yuan Hong lay on his stomach on the ground, blood dripping out of his mouth, but Yuan Hong ignored it.

"Don't fucking make an agreement with me, master, I did you in a fit of anger, what else is the agreement?"

"Yo Yo Yo... Do you know what my uncle did to you? Can you clear it? Oh... I forgot, you can ask your master for help, but if I die, you won't be better off if the clan's life card is shattered!

"Hehe, do you think I can't feel their hands and feet?"

"And you're still...?"

"Yuan Hong, you're almost going to be useless because you're so badly injured, aren't you? Otherwise, it's impossible for you to even be able to stop my punch, am I right?"

"So what...?"

"Hehe, so what.... Hahaha... Your uncle must have been killed, right? ”

"Joke, my uncle is a powerhouse of the Six Imperial Realms, how can he be so easy to kill. ”

"But you know who their opponents are... Xue Zhenting, hateful to foreign races, does he do less to kill everything? Do you think your uncle can be spared?"

"Impossible... How could you...?"

"How could I be so clear, right? Am I really an idiot? I warn you Yuan Hong! Don't try to play any tricks in front of me, you invite your identity! You are just a servant from your uncle..."

"You..."

"What are you, you have to be clear about your identity, and don't play tricks with me there, otherwise I will kill you like killing a house slave, and there will be no psychological burden!"

"Haha..."

Wu Chen let Yuan Hong laugh wryly, turned around and returned to his room, he had already felt that Yuan Hong was untrue, sure enough, the concealment was not a little bit, he saw Yuan Hong at the first glance, this person was selfish, conceited, indifferent...

The first time I looked at his injuries, I could see that all the injuries on his body at that time were one-time injuries, and there were repeated wounds at all, so it can only show that he became a deserter in the first battle, therefore, Wu Chen did not hesitate to deceive him once, sure enough, looking at his reaction, it was really right...

According to the character of the boss, he will definitely not ask for help at the end of the mountain, therefore, he will definitely retain a back hand, so the boss will definitely not die so easily, so it is nothing more than to suppress Yuan Hong and make less trouble, otherwise, there will be some people along the way.

And if according to Yuan Hong's words, Zhenhaihou - Xue Zhenting is a master of the Demon Gate, this matter is not as simple as that, aside from the matter on the boss's side, let's just say that Yuan Hong, a small three-talent mirror martial artist, why is it worth someone to hunt him down with a silver killer, either he carries what Xue Zhenting wants, or he is to eradicate the fish that slipped through the net, if that is the case, Wuchen may also be involved in this trouble.

The Demon Gate, which originated from the branches of the three major schools of Confucianism, has been an existence with many masters and profound heritage since ancient times, and it is impossible to be a leader of the young faction in the Tang Empire, and the identity is not simple, therefore, it is definitely not a wise choice to offend such an existence, because he has a lot of resources under his hands, once he becomes serious, a four elephants and a three talents, add up to not even stuff the teeth between others, so it is urgent to find out what Yuan Hong is taking.

But for now, Yuan Hong's vigilance against Wu Chen cannot be lifted in a few words, so the headache is useless, Wu Chen can only suppress the chaotic thoughts in his heart and sit back on the bed to practice martial arts.

At this moment, a shrill whistle came from outside the window, and then a neat sound of footsteps was heard, and then there was a team of two teams of footsteps, apparently the team did not know thirty or fifty people, and the bright torches surrounded the inn, only to see a gloomy man scolding into the inn, and behind this man was followed by a captain in bright leather armor.