"Stop!" An extremely harsh voice came out of the thin man's mouth, making Zhao Gang sober up slightly, and this time, he found that there was really a lean man, wearing a gorgeous silk robe, standing beside Ji Wusheng,

"Yes, Lord Wind." Hearing the thin man's voice, Ji Wuming was like a mouse who had seen a cat, his body trembled suddenly, although he was reluctant, with an unwilling look in his eyes, he had to withdraw his trick and let the invincible Yellow Emperor Imperial Dragon disappear into the air.

The thin man walked in front of Zhao Gang, there was no expression on his face, and a dark green light full of life in his hand rushed into Zhao Gang's body, just for a moment, Zhao Gang, who had felt the beckoning of death, was full of vitality in his body, and the injuries he had received before had been half better under the means of the thin man.

Quickly got up, looked at the lean man vigilantly, and Zhao Gang said expressionlessly, "Why do you want to save me?" ”

There is no lunch in vain in the world, if you think that a lean man is pleasing to his eyes, he will save himself, unless Zhao Gang is stupid. Son, that's what he thinks.

"The descendants of Yan and Huang, whose descendants are they? And you said that in countless years, the aristocracy will be engraved on the pillar of shame in history, and everyone will be equal and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, where did you know this? What kind of power makes you say these words without the slightest hesitation, as if instinct? Mr. Feng's gaze, as if he could see through people's hearts, just glanced at Zhao Gang, which made Zhao Gang feel his scalp numb, as if he was being targeted by an incomparable beast.

And with a glance, Zhao Gang felt that all the secrets of his body seemed to have been pierced by Mr. Feng.

"Terrible, is it too terrible, could it be that this person in front of him is the god of this world?" In Zhao Gang's heart, such a sentence flashed in an instant.

Mr. Feng's question, Zhao Gang felt unable to answer, because it was impossible for him to say that he was a human being three thousand years later!

That said, even so. There was absolutely no one replying, because although this is a spiritual world, to Mr. Feng and the people of this world, this is a real world. Even childhood memories can be clearly recalled in their minds.

"I thought I had met a wise man who could break through time, but I didn't expect it to be crazy under the threat of death...... Forget it, no life, kill it! Mr. Feng looked at Zhao Gang silently. Eyes. With an extremely disappointed look, he raised his hand and ordered Ji Wusheng to dispose of Zhao Gang, he turned his gaze and looked at the city wall, as if he could see through everything behind the city wall.

With a single step, he walked towards the place where the destruction was thrown, and after hearing Mr. Feng's order, Ji Wuming agreed, with an incomparably bloodthirsty light in his eyes. Yin smiled and walked over to Wang Gang.

"Wait, if you really want to know, then I'll tell you." Zhao Gang can not care about his own life, but he has to consider the possible encounter of destruction, in this barbaric era, he was arrested. The destruction of the dwelling, it is likely to be reduced to slavery, or even become a military prostitute!

Moreover, even if you reveal everything after 3,000 years, as long as you don't mention the technology that can really make the world leap. It also has no effect on the player's strategy for the world.

Under Ji Wusheng's extremely disappointed eyes, Mr. Feng's steps suddenly stopped, and there was no expression on his clumsy face. "You say, if I'm satisfied, I can spare your life and leave a way for the woman who is still alive outside."

"Three thousand years later, there are no nobles in the world, the so-called descendants of the Great Emperor. I have never heard of it, all the people of Kyushu call themselves the descendants of Yan and Huang! The direction and policies of the country are all decided by ordinary people, and having enough food and warm clothes is already a social welfare, whether it is an elderly person who has no labor force, or a child, even if he does nothing, the state will provide it. Zhao Gang said in a deep voice.

"If there is no nobleman, who can compete with the dogs, and if everyone is equal, where are the current slaves?" Zhao Gang's words, for Ji Wuming, are simply a fantasy and cannot be believed.

"Three thousand years later, the land occupied by Kyushu is more than ten times that of the current Great Zhou, and the so-called dog Rong has been driven out and exterminated, as for the slaves, 200 years later, the Great Zhou perished, and the slaves were abolished, and by that time, the slaves had become history." Wang Gang replied with a sneer.

Even if Ji Wuming doesn't believe it, but this is the real history, as Zhao Gang, who lives three thousand years away from this era, knows the direction of history better than all the geniuses of this era.

"There are countless strong people in my Great Zhou, even if they are as powerful as dogs, under the leadership of the strong generals of my Great Zhou, they can't go deep into the territory of the Great Zhou for half a step, how can I perish! My Great Zhou will rule Kyushu for thousands of years! Because we, who rule the Great Zhou, are the descendants of the Great Emperor and the children of Destiny! Ji Wusheng couldn't accept what Zhao Gang said, and looked at Zhao Gang with murderous anger in his eyes.

If it weren't for Mr. Wind's lack of speech, he would have taken action and killed this madman who had deceived the public.

"History, there is no child of destiny! When the majority of the people are dissatisfied with the ruler, the regime, no matter how powerful it is, will surely perish, at most it is only a matter of time, even if there are powerful descendants of emperors like you in this dynasty, the same is true. Zhao Gang didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, and continued to sneer at the eyes already. The blood-red Ji Wuming spoke.

"Demon, you are looking for death...... roared, and was about to make a desperate move to kill Ji Wusheng, who Zhao Gang killed, but was stopped by Mr. Feng gently shaking his arm.

Many pedestrians around, after hearing Zhao Gang's words, their eyes were full of yearning, for ordinary people in this era, they can eat and dress every day, not starving, can live in a warm house, and are not afraid of the cold winter, it is a world they can never dream of.

"Then tell me, why did the Great Zhou perish?" Mr. Feng's voice became deeper and lower, although there was no emotion contained in it, but seeing the terrifying murderous aura in Mr. Feng's eyes still made Zhao Gang feel extremely frightened.

"Destiny!" Zhao Gang said without the slightest hesitation, the Qishan earthquake was regarded by many dynasties in history as the root cause of the fall of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the so-called earthquake, as modern people know, is a geological phenomenon caused by the movement of the continental plate.

But for the people of ancient times, this was the destiny of heaven!

Mr. Feng, who was still full of murderous energy, after listening to Zhao Gang's words, the murderous aura in his eyes became even hotter, "Even if the heavens want to make my Great Zhou extinct, I will pass the heavens out of a hole, and I will definitely learn from the ancestors and lead people to cut down the sky!" ”

"I was born with a special ability, and in addition to inheriting the medical and poisonous powers of my ancestors, I can feel if others are lying to me. You didn't lie to me in every word you said to me, and I'm satisfied, and now I'm giving you a chance to sit under me and be a diner. After saying this, Mr. Feng walked up to Ji Wuming, whose eyes flashed with disbelief.

"Today's incident, except for the three of us, we must not let the fourth person know, kill them all, as long as it is possible to hear it, no matter what identity it is, no one will be left." With Mr. Feng's words, before he could make a move, Zhao Gang felt the bloody breath coming to his face.

Feeling the information in his mind, without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Gang's sonorous voice resounded on the spot, "I don't need the opportunity you give, because I am a human being, even if I die, I will not be with beasts!" (To be continued.) )

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