Chapter Seventy-Seven: My Name is Zhou Hao!
"It's time to wake up!"
Chen Anzhi touched the forehead of the Nine Emperor Princes and said softly.
As soon as his words fell, the Nine Emperor Princes sat up suddenly.
At the same time, a mysterious and mysterious aura, centered on the Nine Emperor Princes, formed a huge whirlpool, and that aura frantically poured into his body.
With the infusion of that breath, the hollow eyes of the Nine Emperor Princes were rejuvenated little by little.
Seeing this scene, Mu Ruyi, Lei Wushuang, and Zhang Genbao were instantly petrified.
Awake...... Awake?
Just such a sentence, and wake up?
This is a deprivation of luck and a crippled soul!
Even if the Supreme Liquid can help the Nine Emperor Princes restore the vitality of qi and blood in the body, the power of the divine soul is ethereal, and the luck is even more mysterious.
Even if the Nine Emperor Princes come back to life, they can only be the walking dead.
But now, Chen Anzhi just said a word, and he repaired the broken soul of the Nine Emperor Princes.
Even, even luck has been restored!
This...... It's not just a miracle.
"I ...... Am I dead?"
"Here...... Where is it?"
A hoarse voice sounded from the throat of the Nine Emperor Princes, bringing Zhang Genbao back to his senses.
"His Highness the Nine!"
Zhang Genbao immediately rushed to the bed and held the hand of the Nine Emperor Princes.
This general Zhenbei, who was not even afraid of death in the face of hundreds of thousands of enemy troops, couldn't control himself at the moment, and his tears couldn't stop flowing.
It's a pleasure!
After all, he did not disappoint the first emperor, and after all, he did not live up to the grace of the immortal emperor and the grace of saving his life.
"General Zhang, we ...... Is it dead?"
The Nine Emperor Princes looked at Zhang Gen and confirmed again.
"No, Your Highness, we are still alive, it was this senior who saved us!"
Zhang Genbao squeezed the palm of the Nine Emperors vigorously, and then pointed at Chen Anzhi.
Feeling the pain coming from the palm of his hand, the Nine Emperor Princes finally came to their senses and turned their heads to look at Chen Anzhi.
"But haven't I been deprived of my luck? why ...... now?"
Zhang Gengen shook his head, Chen Anzhi's methods were completely beyond their cognition.
Being stared at by Zhang Genbao and the Nine Emperor Princes, Chen Anzhi smiled modestly, waved his hand, and said lightly:
"I'm not a senior, it's just some small means, you can survive, it's your life!"
It's just that...... Small means?
It's just a small means, it's all so terrifying, what if the predecessors really make a move?
Zhang Genbao only felt that his mouth was dry, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva hard.
"Senior ......" Zhang Genbao also wants to be thanked.
However, before he could say his words, he heard a cold voice.
"The predecessors live in seclusion here, experience the world as a mortal, don't disturb the Yaxing of the predecessors!"
"This bookstore is opened by seniors, so let's call seniors Boss Chen!"
When Zhang Genbao heard this transmission, his eyes fell on the fairy-like girl behind Chen Anzhi.
Even though Zhang Genbao broke through the two great realms one after another with the help of the Supreme Liquid, he still felt an irresistible coercion on Mu Ruyi's body.
As for Lei Wushuang beside Mu Ruyi, Zhang Genbao felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
"Heavenly Thunder Holy Land, the Top 100 Holy Land of the Eastern Wilderness, the Holy Son of Heavenly Thunder Holy Land, Lei Wushuang!"
The Nine Emperor Princes said softly.
Hearing this, Zhang Genbao was in awe and couldn't help but gasp.
The Eastern Wilderness forces, the strongest are the top 100 holy lands, there are some small holy lands below, and the next are the major dynasties dominated by mortals.
Even for the Nine Emperor Princes, Lei Wushuang was an existence that was high up and difficult for him to look up to.
I didn't expect this small bookstore to hide so many big people.
"Anyway, thank you Boss Chen!"
The Nine Emperor Princes stepped down from the bed and said cautiously.
In the face of these three big figures, he, the prince, is really not enough to see.
"It's okay, it's okay!"
Chen Anzhi waved his hand, brought the two to the tea table, and made a pot of hot tea.
"Listen to your name, it's from the imperial dynasty?"
Chen Anzhi asked lightly.
Hearing this, the Nine Emperor Princes immediately straightened up, nodded and said, "Well, General Zhang and I are from the Great Xia Dynasty!"
"Hmm, the Great Xia Dynasty seems to be the first dynasty in the Eastern Wilderness, and its strength is comparable to some holy lands!"
Lei Wushuang frowned and said, "The prince of the imperial dynasty, how could he be like this!"
Hearing Lei Wushuang's words, the Nine Emperor Princes and Zhang Genbao laughed at themselves, their faces full of loneliness.
"Here's the thing......"
Zhang Genbao recounted the experience of passing on the throne of the emperor to the Nine Emperor Princes, the coup d'état of the Three Princes, depriving the Nine Emperor Princes of their luck, rushing back to the Savior from the border, and fleeing all the way.
Hearing the story of the two, Lei Wushuang and Mu Ruyi both had flat faces.
For a monk of their stature, this was not even a big deal.
However, Chen Anzhi was interested.
"Deprivation of luck, deprivation of immortal bones?"
"Let me guess, your name is either Zhou Yuan or Shi Hao?"
I've seen this plot, the prince in front of him, a proper protagonist template!
When the Nine Emperor Princes heard Chen Anzhi's guess, they were stunned at first, and then said with a smile: "Boss Chen's guess is very close, my name is Zhou Hao!"
Chen Anzhi: ......
That's the protagonist of the protagonists!
"What are you two going to do when something like this happens?" Chen Anzhi handed two cups of hot tea to the two of them.
Zhou Hao and Zhang Genbao hurriedly took the hot tea, then glanced at each other and shook their heads together.
"I don't know, my luck has been a lot, and now all the luck in Daxia is attributed to my third brother!"
"The courtiers of Great Xia are also polluted by the Demon Dao, and the talisman is also in the hands of the third brother, I don't have any hole cards to use now!"
Speaking of this, a touch of loneliness and unwillingness appeared in Zhou Hao's eyes.
His father passed on the throne to him, but he didn't protect it for even a day and lost it.
He's really, so shitty!
"Your Highness, it's not your fault, I didn't expect that there would be a Demon Dao inheritance in the Eastern Wilderness!" Zhang Gengen reassured.
At the mention of the Demon Dao son, Mu Ruyi's willow eyebrows wrinkled without a trace, and the jade fist was also clenched.
"I don't know Boss Chen, what is the best plan?"
Zhou Hao raised his head and asked suddenly.
The one in front of him, but even his own luck problem can be solved by the hidden world, this worldly thing should also be at his fingertips.
It's just that as soon as he asked, he regretted it.
The predecessors have all lived in seclusion, and even if it is a matter of the Holy Land, they will not ask about it, let alone such a trivial matter as the world.
No, it's not even a thing for the seniors.
"I'm sorry, I was abrupt!" Zhou Hao asked himself.
It's just that as soon as his words fell, he heard Chen An chuckle.
"What's so difficult about this? Let me ask you, what is the foothold of the imperial dynasty?" Chen Anzhi asked lightly.
Zhou Hao frowned, thought for a moment, and replied in a condensed voice: "Gain a foothold with martial arts!"
Chen Anzhi shook his head and said, "Wrong! Big mistake!"
Zhou Hao raised his head and looked at Chen Anzhi suspiciously.
"I'll send you a word, the dynasty, based on people!"
"Whoever wins the hearts of the people wins the world!"
"Water can carry a boat, and it can also capsize a boat. ”