After speaking, Ye Sangmo sighed.

Say, I really used all the ancient sayings I remember in my life to you!

The man's cold eyes were on Ye Sanmo's body, looking back and forth, the whole person emitted a kind of intimidating king aura in the world, with a wild and unrestrained smile on his evil and handsome face, evil and sexy, debauched and arrogant: "Yuwen Yuanxu." ”

"What?"

"Yuwen Yuanxu."

"Your surname is Yuwen, in this era, there are still people with the surname Yuwen, did your mother give you or did you change it yourself?" Well...... Maybe it's your own fantasy......

"Presumptuous!"

"Afraid of you?"

"When you see this king, you don't kneel down."

"Get on your knees? I think you're crazy, oh no, you're crazy. Don't worry, my sister is a good person, and when my sister finds a way to get out, I will send you to a mental hospital, so that the dean will take care of you, and I can't let you run out again. ”

"What you are saying, this king does not understand."

Ye Sanmo's eyes glared at Yuwen Yuanxu, and then at the robot behind her, and immediately realized that something was not ordinary. Then, she pushed the transparent barrier that hit her head just now, looked at the time and space outside the barrier that seemed to be still, and then looked back at Yuwen Yuanxu's righteous and serious face, and suddenly took a few steps back in horror, hid behind the big tree, and hugged the big tree tightly......

Could it be that I have encountered a paranormal event?

Or is it ...... Did I cross over?

"Hey, your name is Yuwen Yuanxu? I ask you, what year is it? ”

"Three years of Tianhe."

"Tianhe?" Ye Sangmo fell into an embarrassment, what year was the third year of Tianhe, what did Emma do, I can't remember, I just blame that I was sleeping when I was in history class! The so-called book is less hated when it is used, who will save me!

At this time, Ye Sanmo's ears suddenly heard the milk cute electronic voice of Robot Seventeen, word by word: "The third year of Tianhe in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, that is, in 568, the year when Yang Zhong died of illness and Yang Jian inherited his father's title." ”

Ye Sangmo was stunned.

"It's over, I've crossed ...... I also traveled to ancient times, my cola fried chicken burger hot pot spicy skewers...... I'm going to lose them......"

"Hello host, it's 2018."

"So, I didn't cross over?"

"Yes, master."

"So, this guy is really a psychopath."

"Sorry master, I can't tell you, there is no information about this person in the database."

As soon as he heard that it was 2018, Ye Sanmo's courage became bigger, and he walked in front of Yuwen Yuanxu, pinched his waist and said with a righteous voice: "Hey, did you hear it, it's 2018, it's not the third year of Tianhe you said, do you know if you are sick?" ”

The man's ice eyes suddenly lost concentration, as if he was frightened: "2018? Who was the emperor of the dynasty? ”

Ye Sangmo looked disgusted: "Emperor, you ghost, what kind of Northern Zhou are you talking about now, there is ...... Yes...... Seventeen, help me do the math, how many years? ”

"Good master, 2018 is 1437 years away from the Northern Zhou."

"Yes, it's 1437 years away, and there is no emperor you said for a long time, you should wake up, if I guessed correctly, you are from the Fourth Courtyard. Look at you and blame the pitiful, don't worry, I will definitely get you to the hospital safely. ”

"Four Courtyards?"

"It's a mental hospital."

"The palaces of this era are all called mental hospitals?"