"It hurts me, where is this?" Zhuge Ming touched his head and transformed slowly. Slowly the line of sight began to clear, and the flickering oil lamp on the small wooden table made Zhuge Ming exclaim in an instant.

The small wooden door was pushed open, and two teenage children ran in. "Childe, what's wrong, isn't it uncomfortable, I'll find you a doctor."

"Sir?" Zhuge Ming looked confused. "Are you calling me?" The little boy nodded as if he didn't understand, Zhuge Ming's head was about to explode, didn't he just sleep at home, how could the world have changed. As an urban young man, Zhuge Ming adheres to the habit of three points and one line, not drinking or clubbing, and going home after dinner, why did he cross it all of a sudden?

"I must not have woken up," Zhuge Ming grabbed the bed and slammed it. This frightened the two little boys, "Zhuge Gongzi, don't bump into it, you're going to break your body if you hit it." Zhuge Ming's movements couldn't help but stop.

"Where am I?" Zhuge Ming looked confused.

"Ah, Childe, you are in Wolong Villa, Lord Zhuge Silicon just sent you over, have you forgotten?" The two boys replied cautiously.

Zhuge Ming's eyes darkened, "Zhuge Si, isn't that Zhuge Liang's father?" Zhuge Ming had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Then who am I?" Zhuge Ming knocked his head.

"Ah, you are the second son, Zhuge Liang." The two children don't know why.

Zhuge Ming looked demented, he really came to the end of the Three Kingdoms and Han Dynasty, and the last bit of fantasy was ruthlessly extinguished.

"It's been a few years since Jian'an," Zhuge Ming asked tremblingly.

"Jian'an?" The two little boys looked surprised, "Sir, it's the sixth year of Zhongping, are you confused?" ”

"Six years of Zhongping" Zhuge Ming recalled with a lot of thoughts, and suddenly was shocked, in the sixth year of Zhongping, Emperor Ling collapsed, and Dong Zhuo usurped the Han, isn't it this year?

Finally sorted out the timeline, Zhuge Ming breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he didn't expect that he would suddenly cross into Zhuge Liang. Regarding the Three Kingdoms, Zhuge Ming is a loyal fan of the Three Kingdoms, and he is a die-hard fan of Zhuge Liang. As soon as he thought of crossing into Zhuge Liang, Zhuge Ming was full of energy, as if the restoration of the Han family was in sight. As soon as he thought of this, Zhuge Ming couldn't help but grin. The two little boys looked frightened, looking at Zhuge Ming, who was smirking, and was inexplicably frightened.

Zhuge Ming, who adapted to Zhuge Liang's identity, rested peacefully for a whole night under the service of two children. The next day, Zhuge Ming began to flip through the classics. The Zhuge family is also a family of eunuchs, and the surviving books have more detailed records about this world. Especially in troubled times, Zhuge Ming has to think about how to protect himself.

Now that the Yellow Turban Army is approaching Xiangyang, Sheji has already collapsed, and the princes are ready to move. In the past few days, what makes Zhuge Ming think the most is choosing the master. Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, Gongsun Zhan, Liu Biao, Liu Xie, Liu Bian, Liu Yan, and so on appeared on the rice paper. Zhuge Ming sighed slightly, the situation was uncertain, and the strategists went into hiding. The Wei and Jin dynasties and the Han Dynasty have become days, but the way is against the sky.

There was a thunderclap and thunder, and it struck the thatched pile in front of the house, and a fire broke out in an instant.

Zhuge Ming not only frowned slightly, but he was naturally clear about the foreshadowing given to him by God. But the decline of the Han family is inevitable, but Zhuge Ming is unwilling. Is the number of days really inviolable? "Days", Zhuge Ming laughed after pondering for a while. Everything has a number of days, but he is not in the bureau, the so-called avenue is fifty, the heavenly road is forty-nine, Zhuge Ming is not in the number of days, that is in the avenue, and the avenue is one, and Zhuge Ming is the life of the big man. Thinking about this, Zhuge Ming's thoughts were clear, and three thunders sounded in the sky, ordinary people didn't know, Zhuge Ming knew that it was a warning from God.

At this time, deep in the mountains and old forests, a white-eyed old man woke up from meditation. "What's going on, how the luck of the big man gathers and disperses, how messed up this day, weird, weird." Baimei Lao Dao is the eldest disciple of Yuxu Palace, Nanji Immortal, incarnated into Nanhua Old Immortal, Nanhua Old Immortal closed his eyes again, and the heavenly opportunity was indeed blurred. Suddenly, a streamer of light came straight to the deep mountain, and Nanhua Old Immortal slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the god list suspended in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned, after 1,600 years, Tianzun actually rose to the god list again, but did the Dao Divine Dao collapse?

Nanhua Lao Xian didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly burned incense to take over the list. It's just a vast number of days, and there is no person who is a god, which makes Nanhua Lao Xian embarrassed for a while. It's time to get down the mountain and take a visit. After thinking about it, the old fairy of Nanhua turned into a down-and-out woodcutter and went down the mountain.

Zhuge Ming, who was in Longzhong, didn't know that his heavenly heart had been chaotic for days, which led to the reopening of the God Tribulation. It's just that the last time the immortals killed and robbed was only 1,600 years ago. One day in the sky, one year in the earth. In this way, the immortals in the sky have just closed their eyes and sat down, and they are about to the guys into a catastrophe. If you know that it is because of Zhuge Ming, it is estimated that you will be divided immediately. After some deliberation among the gods, it was decided that this time the gods would not participate in the gods, and that it would be a calamity for the world. So, the fairies and demons entered the world.