There was suddenly an extra group of people in the palace, and no one dared to ask.

Luo Chen ordered someone to clean up Fengyi Pavilion and temporarily place Gu Chengren there. Everyone's clothes can't be worn, so I urgently asked the Shangyi supervisor to prepare clothes. The order went down, but others didn't react much, and Zuo Jichuan was very stunned.

The people in Shangyi were also stunned when they received the order, but it was the emperor's order, who dared to ask, bowed his head and hurriedly prepared clothes according to the prince's level. Except for Ying Long, who was still unconscious, everyone else changed into clothes from this era.

There is no difference between the clothing and the ancient times in China, but everyone has short hair.

"Where did you get that wig?" Luo Ling watched Luo Chen bow his head and tie his belt, and poked Luo Chen's hair crown.

Luo Chen slapped Luo Ling's salty pig hand away: "It's long when you come over." ”

"It's so convenient." Luo Ling muttered. He has been in the army all the year round, except for the bancun, almost everyone relies on their hairstyles to distinguish the two brothers. But now in ancient times, the hairstyle of the board inch is too eye-catching.

Gu Chengren and Zuo Jichuan also have short hair, and Zuo Jichuan has shaved both temples flat because of the current fashion. The only one with barely long enough hair...... Still in a coma.

Ying Long's condition was shown by the imperial doctors. Although the medical equipment of this era is not as good as that of modern times, and although the comatose himself is a doctor, it is impossible to throw it somewhere like this.

The imperial physicians were deeply surprised by the sudden appearance of the white-haired man, but in the face of the emperor's cold eyes, the imperial physicians could only silently bow their heads and check the pulse. If it was a woman, the imperial doctors would still suspect the emperor's selfishness, but this is indeed a man, a big man, and his figure is even more burly than the emperor, and the imperial doctors really dare not think crookedly.

The four imperial physicians took turns to check the pulse, and the result was that this person was sleeping. As for why he didn't wake up, no one can say anything.

"Maybe it's brain dead." Luo Ling had already begun to adapt to the ancient times at this time, and his mouth also owed.

Zuo Jichuan is not worried at all, he is not as good as his father in terms of traditional Chinese medicine, but he can also easily judge whether there is a problem with people. Ying Long was really sleeping, sleeping like a sleeping beauty. The complexion is ruddy and there is no discomfort, but I can't wake up. But here is ancient times, without hanging bottles and nutrient solutions, this kind of sleeping method will sleep to death.

"Go boil ginseng chicken soup and pour it into me!" Luo Chen has always been simple and rude.

In the next three days, Zuo Jichuan and the others watched with a group of eunuchs holding Ying Long open their mouths and pouring ginseng chicken soup into it. This method is not bad, but if you are not careful, you may choke to death. No one cares, it's a very moment, and if you don't pour chicken soup, you might really starve to death. So although Zuo Jichuan bit his hands and watched, he didn't stop them.

After ten days of pouring like this, the imperial doctors had to persuade the emperor to let this person euthanasia, and if he poured it like this, he would choke to death sooner or later. Ying Long was still quite angry, and woke up on the eleventh day. The first thing I said was, "It's all chicken butt smell." ”

For these people who appeared in the palace coldly, it is not that people who have a heart pay special attention. There is not a single iron bucket in the palace, and there will always be news coming out. Luo Chen did not block the source of the news, but mixed a little other information into the rumors.

It didn't take long for everyone in the imperial city to know the legend of the divine soldiers descending from the sky.

"Divine Soldier from Heaven...... Vulgar enough, I like it. Luo Ling was forced to wear a mask because he looked like Luo Chen. Although Luo Chen usually said that he could take it off when no one was around, Luo Ling was strict by nature, and the mask had not been taken off since he put it on.

Ying Long slowed down for three or four days, and finally recovered some strength. There is no way to change the color of the hair, so he simply wears his hair and pretends to be a wandering immortal.

"I'll get a free time in a few days, I'll see if I can get you a leather mask, it's not a way to put a sack on your face like this." Ying Long said lightly, picked up the teacup and took a shallow sip.

Luo Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, and he had always thought that it was only available in novels, but he didn't expect it to be able to make it. Zuo Jichuan is not so optimistic, where did the silicone that is the most important for human skin masks come from? In ancient times, those knights changed their faces at every turn, why didn't the formula for making human skin masks be written in the novel? It's good to make a reference.

Ke Yinglong has an understatement posture, and Zuo Jichuan is not easy to question him. After all, the matter in front of us has not been resolved, and it is too late to put the rest aside and think about it.

"Go back? Can we go back? "Hou~ On the side of the palace, Chonghua held Amore's hand in surprise, and everyone who was excited trembled a little.

Amore smiled and said, "Of course you can, otherwise Gu Chengren is here for." It's just to bring you back. ”

Chonghua breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, I'm almost suffocating." I didn't think that the lack of Internet was a big deal before, but now I find that it is indeed a big deal. Advertisements that say you can quit your addiction where you don't have a computer are deceptive. I want to go online now, and I think about it in the middle of the night. ”

One night when he went to bed and talked nonsense, he woke up Luo Chen. Luo Chen sighed all night, because Chonghua wanted to surf the Internet, and he also began to want to smoke. Who said that if he crossed over, he would be able to hide the habits of his previous life, and he wanted to smoke to death. I didn't think I was addicted to smoking before, but who knew that in ancient times, anyone who wanted to smoke would bite the pen.

Because of the difference between men and women, only Amore can stay in the harem at the moment. Now that I think back to it, Gu Chengren was tired of being in the palace with Chonghua every day in the back ~ palace, and it was really fortunate that he didn't cause any rumors.

Speaking of returning to reality, Gu Chengren gave everyone a preventive shot, first of all, Luo Chen and Chonghua crossed over definitely not randomly, there must be some reason. You must know that the resentment of ancient people is much, much deeper than that of modern people. If one is not satisfied, it will curse the whole family, and it will be common for the whole family to die. So Luo Chen and Chonghua crossed over, maybe it was the little emperor's unwillingness to die that pulled Luo Chen, who had an intersecting soul, to come over. Chonghua, it may be incidental. This shows that the little emperor's wish is gone, so they don't expect to leave.

"This is easy to do, you open the altar and let him come out, let's ask him what his wish is. Whether it's to unify the continent of Azeroth, or to unify the six countries, we'll help him get it all done. Zuo Jichuan shook the folding fan and ate the grapes (don't ask me where the grapes came from, anyway) the little meaning of fighting gods, he hasn't paid attention to it.

Luo Ling thought much simpler than him: "This little emperor's resentment should come from the auxiliary minister, Xiao Chen, you kill them all, and the family property will replenish the treasury, and it will be done." ”

Luo Chen rolled his eyes and played with the wrench on his left hand: "If it could be that simple, I would have done it a long time ago." Still waiting for you to figure it out? Don't pretend to be a fool out there, when I don't know what you think? ”

Luo Ling was stunned, and scratched his head with a smile: "Ancient people shouldn't have such a high IQ, right?" ”

Speaking of hair, although Ying Long's hair is not as long as Luo Chen's, he has already decided to take the immortal route, and he usually wears his hair loosely, or half of it is tied up and wrapped with a jade ring, looking at it is called a fresh and refined one. The other three were all short-haired, and were quite out of place with the clothes on their bodies. So Chonghua provided wigs for everyone to use at this critical moment.

This kind of wig, the hair that the palace maids trim regularly, and there are also palace maids left behind when they leave the palace. In the rules of Qin Yangguo, palace maids who leave the palace but do not marry need to cut off their hair shoulder to shoulder, and then go to the nunnery to live the rest of their lives. Therefore, there is a lot of hair in the palace after ~ .

Gu Chengren hesitated for a moment, and then asked Ying Long to give everyone a hair extension. In this era, there is no steel clip, so Ying Long used the most primitive binding method, an hour of kung fu, everyone has long hair and shawls, and they have a good appearance.

Zuo Jichuan and Gu Chengren are very suitable for ancient costumes, with long hair tied up and jade crowns, looking like a noble son. Luo Ling...... Wearing a mask, the appearance is basically negligible.

Luo Ling thought about it, so he just went bald, so that no one would confuse him with Luo Chen, but Gu Chengren said that no hair was too dazzling in the palace, and it would become a target, so Luo Ling silently endured Ying Long's hand. Not to mention the hair extension, the scalp was almost ripped off.

Regarding the statement that the strange soldier from the sky is a ghost believer, the general of Zhenguo, that is, the father of the world of Chonghua, said that it must not be hearsay, and it must be truly tested in order to be able to convince the public.

Surprise Four: ...... Serve the ghosts!

Luo Ling, who didn't plan to stay longer, was very disdainful of the old man's statement, please, the combat effectiveness of the ancients ...... Wait a minute, he doesn't know what the combat power here is like at all. Ying Long said that although he couldn't do it, he still had no problem flying needles. After all, there are no guns, only throwing knives and flying needles. Gu Cheng will be able to use a sword, and it remains to be seen whether he can go into battle to kill the enemy. The most excited is Zuo Jichuan. Horseback riding, archery, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, basically the ancients could play, he was almost no problem.

The other three glanced at each other and directly pushed Zuo Jichuan out. It shouldn't be a problem to deal with an old man.

Luo Chen's side heard about this in the early morning, and took a group of eunuchs and palace maids who were hula la and went directly to the martial arts field. This martial arts arena was built not far from the Imperial Palace. Originally, some people said that the killing qi had an impact on the dragon vein, but Luo Chen's father in this world, that is, the first emperor, just liked the sound of weapons that fought and killed, and said that it sounded better than any silk and bamboo sound. The people in charge of the architectural design couldn't resist the emperor at all, so it was easy to say that a place was leveled on the back slope of the palace to make a martial arts arena.

When Luo Chen arrived, there was already a fight over there.

Luo Ling looked straight at Zuo Jichuan with straight eyes, riding on a white-hoofed black horse, dancing a silver-tipped spear in his hand, fighting with the general of Zhenguo like a pear blossom of ten thousand trees, and his mouth came out of his mouth countless times.

Ying Long was very relieved about Zuo Jichuan's combat effectiveness, but he was still a little surprised to see it with his own eyes. Zuo's father is obviously a gentle and elegant person, so Zuo Jichuan's habits were passed down from the old man?

Gu Chengren always wrinkled his eyebrows, looked disgusted, and only glanced at it occasionally, and spent the rest of his time looking at trees, flowers, sun, tea, water, and snacks.

"What's there to feel sorry for, it's far from his heyday. There is no time and place for him to throw off his arms and practice at home, which has regressed a lot. Gu Chengren pursed his lips and complained.

Luo Ling opened his mouth wide: "Is this still a step backwards?" How powerful is he when he's so powerful? ”

Gu Chengren tilted his head and thought for a while: "Back then, I led an army by myself, which was powerful enough, right?" ”

"it!" Luo Ling felt that he had been chanting these two words all day today, should he change the word?

"Without my permission, he started dancing with knives and guns, where is the majesty of my emperor?" Luo Chen walked over, motioned for the eunuchs and palace maids to wait under the stage, pulled a chair and sat down.

"Oh, I'm going to the little ancestor, you can't sit like this. See the dragon chair? Sit on it! We didn't notice your majesty just after saying that, but you should pay attention to yourself. In case the people below see what kind of system it is. Gu Chengren's eyes saw the surprised reaction of the people below, and quickly pushed Luo Chen.

Luo Chen impatiently glanced at the dragon chair with red gold and red cushions, and after thinking about it, he still didn't get up: "No matter, I am the emperor, I can sit wherever I like." ”

On the martial arts field, General Zhenguo became more and more surprised, looking at Zuo Jichuan's age should have just come out of 25, and he actually had such a volatile combat effectiveness. Not only is the formation well placed, but the spear's moves are also very flexible. Basically, he couldn't take advantage of Zuo Jichuan. Look at this young man, he should be a good child raised by the poetry and book family, how can he have such attainments in martial arts. Could it really be as the emperor said, a surprise soldier from heaven?

Zuo Jichuan doesn't have so many ideas, although the skills of the old man of Zhenguo are not as good as in his heyday, but no one can learn from experience. There are so many tricks that are very dangerous to dodge, if it weren't for Zuo Jichuan's good intuition, I'm afraid I would have been injured by this time.

After hundreds of rounds, instead of feeling tired, the eyes of the two people are getting brighter and brighter. As if he had met a confidant, he began to leave no way back.

"If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it's over until one person dies." Gu Chengren stretched out his hand to build a pergola on his forehead, looked at it from a distance, and was the first to notice the murderous aura in Zuo Jichuan and the old man of Zhenguo's moves, these two people were really moved.

Luo Chen also saw it, and immediately ordered people to stop the two of them. At this time, the benefits of the broadcast horn are reflected, the stands are so far away that they need to be ordered to be heard by the people in the stadium, otherwise even if the shout is broken in the throat, it will not be transmitted to a distance of one meter.

The little eunuch got the order and immediately ran towards the center of the martial arts arena, bowing his head and whispering a few words to the deputy general who was guarding the side. The lieutenant looked at the arena with some embarrassment.

Ma Dan, who can stop this! (To be continued.) )