Chapter 132 turned out to be Daqi

Wang Xiaoxian? Qizhou?

Chen Baichuan opened his mouth wide, he thought of the legendary figure who had been living in the people, and he was speechless in surprise. He tried to smooth out what he had seen so far, and finally got an answer that he couldn't believe for a long time, this is Daqi, which was originally buried in the dust of history.

Compared with the land of less than five states in Daheng, the Great Qi Dynasty, which dominates the world's nine states, is a well-deserved behemoth. The people of the world all respect the Emperor of Qi and call themselves the people of Great Qi. Within the four seas, under the whole world, there is no opponent.

Although this behemoth, which no one wants to believe that it will be pried up, suffered a devastating collapse after an unprecedented disaster that is lightly mentioned in the history books, this does not prevent people of insight from feeling the strength of Daqi. Even a large number of Heng people, their lifelong goal is to make Daheng climb to the same height.

Chen Baichuan read the secret scroll in the library of Chen Guo and learned that Wanjian Peak Forest was the location of the royal capital of Great Qi, and the land where the royal capital was located was called Qizhou.

Chen Baichuan excitedly grabbed Zhiniang's shoulders and said, "Is this the territory of Daqi?" How many years is it now? Which emperor reigned? ”

Daqi does not have the custom of giving and receiving kisses between men and women, and the only reaction of Zhiniang to the strange man who swayed her shoulders vigorously was to frown, and her original idea that Chen Baichuan was not a madman was shaken. Weaver Niang pushed Chen Baichuan away, looked at him in surprise, and said eloquently:

"Wang Gongzi, is there a place in the world that is not my territory, unless there is a sea under your feet, it is my territory. Does the Qi calendar say the era name? It is now the third year of the Great Qi Wei Chong Emperor. ”

During the Great Qi period, where to divide the calendar and the Qi calendar. Chen Baichuan only thought that he was dizzy, smiled to himself, and sat back on the edge of the old bed.

Before he suppressed the shock in his heart, it seemed that he was going to bother this peerless beauty Weaver Niang hidden in the mountains and wilderness, at least until he figured out why the words "Wang Xiaoxian" came out of his mouth, and the remarks that suddenly popped up in his mind, Chen Baichuan would not leave this hut that can be called a safe harbor to face the confusing world that belonged to the past.

Even he was skeptical about the authenticity of this world, and after experiencing the torture of the blue sky before, he felt that anything strange could happen.

After Wang Gongzi woke up, he said some crazy nonsense, and he didn't say anything about leaving, and the weaver guessed that he was cornered, and the man's self-esteem in his heart was not easy to speak, so he didn't pay attention to him for a while, and continued to manipulate the loom.

The two of them remained silent, and the only sound of the creaking of the loom echoed in the hut. With the clear light through the window paper, sprinkled on the quiet side faces of the two, it looks like a heavenly design.

"After three years of prestige, he shocked the immortals and descended to earth, and since then he has messed up the Dao heart."

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God's anger was ruthlessly vented, in the thunderstorm, several embarrassed figures under the towering trees in the forest sat around the fire, and the emotions on everyone's faces were very different, but because of the same worry, they could only sit here and discuss the plan to continue to find and rescue Chen Baichuan.

In particular, Steward Lu's emotions were the most excited, he had never given the master and servant of the White Frost a good face along the way, although he knew in his heart that it would be useless to blame at this time, and the evil fire in his heart could not be suppressed.

Steward Lu snorted, looking at the rain feet, and the worry in his heart couldn't stop. His own master has his own blessings, plus he is smart and cunning, and he has seen a lot of disasters and disasters when he is not too old, so it stands to reason that there should be no accidents. But if you really fall into a deep pit the size of that wellhead, how can you get out easily, Steward Lu beat a drum in his heart.

When it was still dawn, he tied a stone with a rope and went into the hole, but after a few bundles of rope went down, he could not reach the bottom of the cave.

Steward Lu sighed deeply, thinking that it was useless to keep this old bone, if Chen Baichuan really encountered an accident, it would be better to go with him. The old man said that after death, the soul would go to another world, where he would continue to be Chen Baichuan's old slave.

The rain on the leaves of the trees rattled again, not as fast as the wind blowing, and mixed with the sound of the raindrops dripping, forming a grand symphony. The rain came quickly, and it didn't go slowly, and after bathing the earth, it disappeared.

Xiao Qi glanced at Steward Lu who was sitting in the corner, picked up the ginger soup that was roasted on the fire, and walked towards his own lady who was secretly sad in the other corner.

Bai Shuang took the ginger soup and smiled reluctantly, seeing that Xiao Qi's heart was full of distress, she didn't know how to say anything to comfort her young lady, she just threw herself on Bai Shuang and hugged her tightly. In this way, the heart of the white frost is much warmer. Sometimes, a smile is worth a thousand words.

Jiang Shiluo, who was gathered around the fire, lowered his head, his eyes lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yesterday's embrace, she still remembers it in her heart.