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"Brother Wang Qian, you seem to be very unhappy?"

Meng Wu played with a golden knife, the seven-inch-long blade was easy to hide everything that could not be seen, and the right time to deal a fatal blow to the enemy. He personally participated in the inventory of the Xiliang treasury, so this golden knife was rediscovered and did not continue to be buried in the pile of jewels and silver.

"What a sharp knife, but it has been plated with gold leaf and put into a gem-encrusted scabbard, although it was robbed by me, it should be thanked to me, and in the future I will let it drink the blood of the enemy."

Wang Jian snatched it over, took out his saber and collided with each other, with a sound of gold and stone shock, the saber was split into two, and a layer of gold leaf on the seven-inch treasure knife was scraped off.

"Good knife, remove this useless layer of gold leaf, it can be better."

Meng Wu smiled and said, "Sometimes you have to keep gold leaf, because everyone likes gold, whether it is a nobleman or a commoner, even the thirst for gold from distant barbarians is terrifying. ”

There are many herdsmen in sheep's skin and shoulders in the transportation team, they are the nearby grassland tribes, Zhao Zheng spared Xiliang, but it does not mean that they are spared, and they have the money to pay but not the money to redeem their grassland.

"Hmph," Wang Jian thrust the broken knife back, "The Qin people's sword guarding the Qin people's land is the safest way, not those fancy authorization documents." ”

"There is a Qin Xuanniao flag planted in a radius of thousands of miles, indicating the ownership of sovereignty, and the surveying and mapping team belonging to the general camp is about to set off to measure this land that has invaded China for thousands of years.

General Wang, you and I have fulfilled our duties as military generals, and the next thing is the matter of the king and those civil officials, I advise you not to interfere. ”

The civil and military dispute has come to an end for the time being, Zhao Zheng is optimistic that the military generals will fight the country, and the civil officials will guard the country, both are indispensable, and he does not want to become a short-lived warlord.

Distant Kunlun hides a secret, but for now he must restore the state as soon as possible and prepare for the battle to destroy Zhou in a year's time.

"Words, I've already brought it."

"The old man knows, but can you change your clothes, there is a little difference between you and the old man, don't be mistaken for you all day long."

Two white-haired old men in linen sit opposite each other on the top of Kunlun, the snow does not melt all year round, and the wind is like a sharp blade cutting out ice cracks, in this season, the strongest snow leopards dare not go out to hunt.

The one with the wine jug in his waist was the real Nangong, and the old man opposite him was called "Jiahai" by him.

The 12 heavenly stems and earthly branches, which form a total of 60 pairs of different combinations, are calculated for one jiazi. Ten thousand years ago, God created a total of sixty oracles, but unfortunately only twelve were self-conscious, so he destroyed the remaining forty-eight, leaving behind twelve oracles of varying height, shortness, fat and thinness.

Nangong was one of the first to create, based on the old age form of the gods, who knew the most knowledge, and was one of the main oracle performers in the early days.

Another old man who is exactly the same as Nan Gong is actually a teenager, but his appearance is exactly the same as Nan Gong, just now he looked like after makeup, and now he waved his hand to become a handsome and beautiful son.

"Boss Jiazi, you are too stingy, I can create a brilliant record of thirteen women in one night for you, no one is stronger than this in three hundred years."

Nan Gong pouted, Jiahai is a young form of a god, playful, so he has the most thoughts, and he is the least easy to be deceived, but he has the most spirit of resistance, in a sense, the anti-god alliance was created by him.

"A thousand years ago, when Wu Ding conquered Dongyi, the old man violated the oracle and did not break the embankment of the Yellow River, so that the Yin Shang Dynasty continued to Dixin according to the original timeline.

Later, King Wu fell, and they caught an old man from the mortal world to instill Jiang Ziya's thinking, and the old man knew that this world was not so exciting. ”

"That's why you stole the spaceship and escaped to Earth for a hundred years. Ancestor Chen, if you keep a low profile, I'm afraid the gods won't find out about you. With the quintessential knowledge of history, wouldn't it be good to stay in the Song Dynasty and be a comfortable Taoist? ”

Nan Gong took the wine jug, took a sip of his mouth, wiped his mouth and smiled: "I like the ten years of the current society, where I learned more."

The so-called civilized society is nothing more than a process of discovering self-consciousness, and many times human beings know what is best to do, but they are inclined to self-destruction. ”

Jiahai touched his head and said: "They are like this, otherwise they would not have let God intervene several times, Boss Jiazi, what do you care about them, is it comfortable to be brought back by Yichou?" ”

"It's uncomfortable, he's dead anyway, and the self-righteous god doesn't know yet."

Jia Hai took out half of the black jade, squeezed it hard, and a light green light oozed out, and he smiled at the light curtain, revealing his pale teeth.

"I don't like this body, no matter how powerful it is, I don't feel it after all, it's better to win Ji's kid, relying on Moyu to return to youth, the genes of the body have not been disrupted, and I know the pain and itching."

After that, there was a shock under his feet, and the snowdrift that had been deposited for tens of millions of years cracked into a large crack, like a giant python about to rise from the bottom of a snowy mountain.

"Squeak"

A huge cracking sound echoed through the mountains, and the snow on the mountain tops began to shake, and countless snow-capped mountain creatures fled for their lives.

"I've had enough of his drives, and since I've been given an independent consciousness, I'm supposed to be free. No, why did he drive me, he was just a consciousness. ”

In the blink of an eye, the top of Kunlun towering into the clouds was gone, only a pile of snow that could not be seen, and two black dots were floating in the air from a distance, and a green light flashed under his feet from time to time.

The black jade turned into mutton fat white jade at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the expansion rate of the cracks continued to accelerate, and the mountains and rivers turned into plains, only in a single thought.

A huge flying machine several kilometers long and dozens of feet high, half buried in a snowdrift, a hundred times to see the sky and breathe fresh air.

"The real ship of the Voyager, that guy has lied to us for thousands of years, hasn't he?"

Jiahai swept past the figure and went straight through the barrier into the spaceship, and Nan Gong followed closely behind, carrying his abandoned Moyu into his arms.

"My long-awaited fate, let him bloom at this time."

"Hum~"

Zhao Zheng suddenly woke up from his dream, touched the shaking bed board, he was still in the carriage, the army was left behind 30,000, and there were nearly 100,000 people, walking in Longxi, which was crisscrossed by ravines, stretching for thousands of miles like a fire dragon.

"Men in black, wins? Since you are here, why do you only appear in dreams, is it not that the injury has healed, or that the anti-god alliance has collapsed. ”

In the dream, he saw the withered figure of the black-clothed Ying Ji's pale face, and it was obvious that he had returned to the beginning, before he became a divine envoy.

"Who is God, or what age of civilization on earth he came from?"

Zhao Zheng kept thinking about this question in his mind, according to the technology he saw, and the circuit board that the carpenter saw when he escaped from Tianzhu Mountain. God clearly comes from the more advanced age of technological civilization in the 21st century.

But if he could go back to the present day from the future, or back to the past, other people should be able to do the same, why didn't he see anyone else.

Then he came from the past, a civilization that was destroyed in the long history of the earth for 4.6 billion years. It is not that advanced civilizations exist permanently, on the contrary, advanced civilizations that plunder resources are easier to destroy.

"I live in a world created by a human being, who is constantly intervening in the course of history, like a system in a game. And I'm the only player, and the world is for me, or for players with certain privileges like me. ”

Zhao Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "How can I be considered a real player, that god is, including me, who is not created by him and driven by him?" ”