Leaning on a big tree to breathe and recuperate, Jiang Feng let his body slowly relax. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, although the body gradually returned to normal, it was always difficult to calm down, and the scenes encountered in the past few days passed by in my eyes like a circle.

Crossing over, pathetic crossing Why is it that this kind of thing is not at all as pleasant to play as it is in the novel?

Others cross, either possess the princes and enjoy the glory and wealth, or they bring their own advanced experience and technology, create and lead the historical trend, become the tide of the times, and once again be clear about the trend of historical development, next to a few historical cattle people, win the opportunity, get nourished incomparably, the most bad can also be a literati, by plagiarizing the poetry of the ancients, mixed with the world's fame, but what about themselves?

Not to mention possessing a broken family, it is also the turn of a poor spy scout, spying around for intelligence, and may be captured by the enemy at any time, what disappoints Jiang Feng the most is that this era has never been seen in Chinese history.

Before the Tang Dynasty, there was no Great Sui, and the wind and rain of the Five Hu Chaohua were more ferocious than in history, and the Tang Empire, which was finally established, after three hundred years of glory, history seems to have a greater deviation, the Ant Rebellion, there are no five dynasties and ten countries, replaced by the revival of wealthy families in various places, the division of the heroes, and the hegemony of the clan lords.

"Why?" Jiang Feng couldn't help muttering to himself, it's a pity that he still studied history in college, although he forgot a lot after running around the mall for a few years, but if history really rolls according to the normal track, can't he just rely on a big tree to enjoy it? And now, everything is no longer the history in the original history book, and he has to be attached to Jiang Feng Jiang Erlang, who has the same name as himself, and struggles.

Jiang Feng Jiang Erlang, a native of Gwangju, from a middle-class family, studied at the Chongwen Academy in Gwangju, willful and martial, quite heroic, and was later recruited by the number one family in Gwangju Xu Jiaxiang, recruited as a supernumerary member of the Gwangju Assassin History Office to join the army, responsible for spying on the intelligence of the surrounding forces, and became a part-time scout.

This is Jiang Feng's current identity.

Life is hard, you can't complain about the government, life is cheap, you can only carry the sword. At this time, Jiang Feng also hated how he could study history in college, why didn't he study some higher science and technology disciplines such as mechanical departments and chemistry departments? At least he could show his superior wisdom and knowledge in this era of backward productive forces, but now, it seems that he can only go along the original identity and role of Jiang Feng Jiang Erlang, and he is not sure which mission will make his journey through this time come to an end.

What Jiang Feng couldn't accept was that many things had changed in this time and space, and his natural advantages as a high-level student in the history department had been weakened to a negligible point.

It's just that the direction of history has changed, and the strategies of long-distance friendship and close attack, and vertical and horizontal will not change, but what makes Jiang Feng feel sad is that there are still many things that have changed dramatically in this time and space, such as martial arts practice, like the way of magic, these things are all unimaginable to him.

Martial arts practice is just that, it can barely be understood as an upgraded version of martial arts, but the level of upgrading is too high, but the magic is really too difficult to understand, if it weren't for the fact that he had also used magic to save his life, and he had also seen and experienced the power of magic with his own eyes, he really couldn't accept it.

Jiang Feng suddenly remembered a sentence in his mind to evaluate the world he knew now-what kind of nonsense is it?!

Lost, only to feel precious, Jiang Feng has lost the life and soul of the original world, he doesn't want his current soul and life to disappear and annihilate casually, thinking back to this Jiang Erlang before he crossed the possession in and out of the chaotic enemy city to carry out the thrilling process of the spy mission, Jiang Feng shuddered.

Even if this Jiang Erlang is extraordinary in martial arts, but many times things will not happen according to your will, and a small accident will kill you, especially in this era of human life, if you want to survive more safely, I am afraid that you have to think about how to get rid of this dangerous identity now.

Jiang Feng stretched his waist, although he was very dissatisfied with this identity role, he was still a little grateful to this Jiang Erlang for bringing him this strong and healthy body, compared to the original body bones that were hollowed out by wine, this body is really amazing.

This Jiang Erlang seems to have been practicing some kind of traditional Chinese martial arts in ancient China, the qi and blood in his body are uniform and long-lasting, and his running and jumping ability is not only far beyond the original world, according to Jiang Feng's estimate, I am afraid that compared to the sprinters and high jumpers of that era, it is also much surpassed, especially the endurance is extraordinary, so Jiang Feng can't help but wonder if his ability in a certain aspect is also extraordinary.

But Jiang Erlang's memory of this aspect seems to be very vague and vague, it seems that this guy doesn't seem to have much female popularity in this world, which is much worse than his own in the original world, hehe, maybe the advent of his soul in the future will also bring endless peach blossom luck.

Pushing aside the bushes, Jiang Feng carefully inspected the situation on the periphery, the night was late, and the surroundings seemed very quiet, and he had been running along the forest in this area for more than two hours, and he could already feel the damp water vapor coming to his face.

This has arrived near the White River, Jiang Feng knows that the other party will not let him go so easily, the land is now only afraid that it is already densely packed with scouts, and the figure of his image has long been drawn by the painter and sent to the main checkpoints to be posted, if you want to get rid of the opponent's pursuit, the best way is to abscond from the waterway.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Feng rushed out of the ground, the ghostly figure appeared and disappeared in the night, and a few longitudinal scurrying had already run out for dozens of meters, and the strong watery smell made Jiang Feng realize that he had arrived at the bank of the White River.

Slightly raised his head and looked slightly, the reeds on the river bank undulating with the wind are undoubtedly the best hiding place, the reed belt is not wide, and it is impossible for him to hide here all the time, the best thing is to be able to take a boat down the river, as long as he can escape the control of the Liu family in Nanyang.

"Huh?" A flash of light suddenly flashed in the dark night, Jiang Feng was overjoyed, and someone sent a pillow if he really wanted to sleep.

He stared at it carefully, this is clearly a ship from Nanyang down the river to Xiangyang, but the terrain along the Baihe River is rugged, the water is turbulent, and it is not suitable for boats.

Thank you old and new brothers for cheering, I will work hard!