People who are warm and sun-smoked are sleepy, and the weather has finally cleared up after several days of continuous cloudiness! The citizens who stayed at home also took advantage of this good weather to go out for a walk.

"Ding, knock!" There was also a faint sound of the piano on the Xiangjiang River, and the sound of the piano did not have a fixed tune, as if it was played wherever it was, but those who smelled it felt a burst of tranquility. As the Wupeng boat in the center of the river went away, the listeners on the shore woke up from the sound of the piano one by one. They all looked at Jiang Xin with a reluctant face!

In the distance, you can still see a figure sitting there playing the piano!

"Alas, only a master like Confucianism can play such a beautiful piano sound!"

The days without tasks are leisurely, and it is a good weather, so Zhao Li will set up a boat to go out to cruise the river!

A piano, a fishing rod, a book, a pot of tea, this is life. Books and tea were placed on a small table next to it, and the fishing rod was casually hung with a little bait and thrown into the river, while playing the piano and going down the river!

"Hmm!" Zhao Li, who was playing the piano, suddenly stopped, and after seeing that the fishing rod was indeed moving, he couldn't help but put down the piano and picked up the fishing rod on the side. With a strong lift, a strange fish flew directly out of the water.

"Okay, wait and see if you can meet Kang Lao, then there will be good fish to eat!" Zhao Li smiled and put away the fish, then put the fishing rod back in its original position. The piano sounded again!

America, the land of the ancients.

"Boom!" At this time, the world of the whole earth is not like a peaceful place in China, the conflicts between various countries and prehistoric humans have not stopped, how can others be allowed to snore on the side of the couch, if the small country is okay, swallow your anger for a while. But big countries like the United States and Russia don't think that way.

So many borderlands are priceless, and the war for territory with prehistoric races has been going on for a long time. Everybody's coming and going. Today you fight me, tomorrow I will fight you, fortunately it has not developed into a racial war like Huaxia and the Fire Clan.

A secret underground command of the U.S. military.

"General, these prehistoric races have been very strange lately, the attack intensity seems to be getting smaller and smaller, and the prehistoric races that have come out are getting fewer and fewer. Something is wrong! A colonel said.

"The attack is smaller, and the number of people is smaller, Colonel, are you sure?" The lieutenant general said in a deep voice.

"Yes, General," the colonel affirmed.

"It's strange, do they have any secret operations," the lieutenant general, who had a lot of dealings with the prehistoric race, would not think that the prehistoric race was afraid of the United States, yes, the technology of the United States is advanced. But the gold-level masters of those prehistoric races are very troublesome, basically all the weapons are not very effective against them, and the United States does not dare to release nuclear bombs casually, now everyone has a little tacit understanding, the United States does not use nuclear bombs, and the masters of prehistoric races cannot attack civilians.

After thinking for a while, he didn't think of what the reason was, and the lieutenant general frowned and said, "Go, notify the troops to stop the attack." And ask what the situation is on other battlefields! ”

"Yes, General!" The colonel gave a military salute and immediately walked out.

After the colonel walked out. The lieutenant general stood nervously next to the map and looked at it seriously, if you don't take it seriously, you can't do it, if you are not careful with the prehistoric race, the whole army will be wiped out, but fortunately, it is not a big war now.

"Yam! What the hell do you think these prehistoric races are up to? The lieutenant general looked at it for a while, and then turned his head and asked his chief of staff.

Yam also stared at the map for a while before saying seriously: "I don't know the reason yet, but it's a good thing to have a truce, isn't it?" It would be nice if we could also sign peace treaties with these prehistoric races, as the Chinese did. I'm tired of this war with no end in sight! ”

"Yes, this is a war with no end in sight, but it's a pity that it is so simple to sign a peace treaty like Huaxia, I heard that Huaxia used millions of troops plus their hundred cultivators and more than a dozen races to fight a great war of extermination, so that these prehistoric races signed that peace treaty. We don't have the help of people from a hundred schools of practice! The lieutenant general also sighed.

Although the generals want war, and they don't have any promotions, but that kind of war is not the war of the present and prehistoric races. As a general, he knows very well how many people have died in this kind of war.

Now even as a general, he is tired of this kind of war! But for the sake of the interests of the United States, these soldiers themselves still have to fight!

"Alas, Huaxia is an ancient civilization, they have hundreds of such doctrines and more masters, although we in the United States are a little more advanced in science and technology, but there is really no way to deal with that kind of gold-level masters, general, didn't you say that a hundred schools have built a branch in our United States, can we Americans learn their kind of exercises!" The staff officer said expectantly.

"Yes, but you have to learn Chinese literature first, don't you know that Chinese literature is the most difficult in the world to learn?" The lieutenant general waved his hand.

"Oh, oh my God! How did I forget this, damn block text," the staff officer yelled.

While the two were discussing Huaxia's writing, the colonel, who had just left, hurriedly walked in again.

"General, we contacted other war zones and found that this is the case in all war zones, the prehistoric races seem to have retreated, but once our army chases over, they will resist fiercely, as if as long as we don't enter their warning zone, they won't attack us!"

"All war zones are like this?" The lieutenant general and the staff officer glanced at each other, and indeed found that the eyes of both were surprised.

"Alright, I got it! Immediately ordered, all troops are not allowed to attack without my orders, but if the prehistoric race attacked, they were allowed to return fire! The lieutenant general said firmly.

"Yes, General!" The colonel walked out immediately after the report!

"Haha, this damn war has finally stopped, I don't know what happened to the prehistoric race, but it's always a good thing, isn't it?" The lieutenant general could no longer hold back the excitement in his heart.

"yes, that's a good thing," the chief of staff also smiled excitedly.

This change in prehistoric races was felt not only by Americans, but by countries all over the world. Originally, these countries thought that the prehistoric race was engaged in some kind of conspiracy at first, but after a few days, the whole world was calm, and the leaders of these countries were also relieved.

Huaxia Beijing.

"Is the intelligence confirmed, have all the prehistoric races in the world quieted down, this is not their style!" The Great Elder said in a deep voice.

This is what it should be like to be quiet in our own country, and Huaxia has paid a heavy price in exchange, but the prehistoric races in other places should not be like this! They should be grabbing land and resources!

"It's been determined, the world has quieted down! And these prehistoric races seem to be planning something, their clansmen and forces have all taken back their respective clan lands at once, and they can rarely be seen walking around outside! Director Zhong of the Intelligence Bureau said seriously.

"Plan, aren't these prehistoric races restless again, they have just signed a peace treaty with us, if so, it is better to let them go to war with the countries of the world, and now they are shrinking back, what are you trying to do!" The Great Elder pondered.

"No matter what, your intelligence bureau must keep an eye on the movements of these prehistoric races, and the peace that we have finally come to in China cannot be destroyed!"

"Okay, Great Elder, our bureau will definitely keep an eye on these prehistoric races!" Director Zhong replied firmly.

Yuyan clan, Yuyan Qingming looked at one of his secret prehistoric race friends who had passed on the news of himself.

"Restless again, half a month? Looks like I'm going to go to the Confucian Academy! Yuyan Qingming looked into the distance and muttered.

After speaking, he directly turned into a ray of light and headed towards the east.

Although he had never been to the Confucian Academy, he had heard Zhao Li describe it, and the two places were not far apart.

The jade rock Qingming in the sky easily discovered the location of Zhao Li's academy, and a person in the academy was clearly imprinted in his eyes, and he also saw that his son was excitedly talking about something with three children, and even the black dragon in the river appeared in his eyes.

"Confucian Academy, no wonder Dashan, this stinky boy likes it here!" Listening to the sound of reading in his ears, even Yuyan Qingming had to sigh that the outside was indeed more exciting than the mountains.

"Zhao Li, an old friend is here, don't you come out to welcome guests?"

A sudden voice frightened Zhao Li and stood up directly from the recliner.

"Patriarch of the Qing Immortal, come out when you come, Zhao Li is waiting here!" Zhao Li also followed the voice and looked at the sky.

"Haha!" A light fell beside Zhao Li with laughter.

"It's really you, patriarch, I thought I heard it wrong? Come, sit down," Zhao Li pointed to the stone pier on the side. Only this kind of stone pier can withstand the weight of the Yuyan people!

"Dad, you're here too!" Dashan ran over excitedly with the three little ones in his arms.

"Dashan, if I don't come, you won't go back, I think you're out there with a wild heart!" Yuyan Qingming almost died of anger when he looked at the image of his son, you are the young patriarch of the Yuyan clan, how did you become the subordinate who helped Zhao Li take the baby!

"Dad, I'll go back!" Dashan said a little embarrassed.

"You, you, forget it! You better go play yours, I'm here to find Zhao Li for something! Yuyan Qingming finally waved his hand.

Hearing his father's words, Yuyan Dashan hurriedly ran away with the three little ones in his arms.

"This kid!" Yuyan Qingming shook his head and smiled.

"Patriarch, what's the trouble for you to run once!" Zhao Li hurriedly diverted the topic.

"I came to inform you that the plan of the prehistoric race is scheduled for half a month later, on the territory of the Western Giant Clan in Huaxia, you have to hurry up!" Yuyan Qingming said solemnly.

"Half a month, so urgent!" Zhao Li also became serious.

"Don't be in a hurry, watching your Huaxia strength become stronger day by day, where can they sit still?

"Okay, I know, I don't need to prepare anything, just wait for that day to come!" Zhao Li nodded firmly.

The matter has been decided, and there is no difference between morning and evening, so I will give these prehistoric races trouble this time! (To be continued.) )