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At the same time, the Void - Kyushu Civilization - a subsidiary timeline (Ming)

"Boom!"

With a crisp cracking sound, the refined sword broke in half from the middle.

But fortunately, before the sword weapon completely collapsed, the sharp tip had penetrated the wolf demon that looked like a small mountain, and the forehead with a handful of white hair was gradually stained red by the blood stains, and under the seemingly intact skull, there was a brain that was stirred into a mess by the sword qi.

It was like an adult-sized wolf kiss in front of him.

Ke Jun could smell the stench of rotting and fermenting flesh from the mouth of the blood basin that was close at hand, but the sharp wolf kiss and the fangs that deposited an unknown number of old bacteria no longer had a chance to exert their effects.

"Boom!"

The behemoth, which was nearly ten meters tall, fell weakly forward.

And seeing the huge two-story shadow smashing towards him, Ke Jun didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly shouted:

"Game, settle!"

“.”

Later generations, Kyushu, Jinmen, General Administration of Foreign Civilization Exchange - Commuter Square.

On the huge square, an imperceptible light suddenly flashed, and in the next moment, a figure dressed in ancient costume, with many holes on his body, covered in dust, suddenly appeared in a corner of the square.

As soon as the figure appeared, dense footsteps sounded around it.

I saw a group of medical workers wearing white coats, carrying stretchers and first-aid kits hurriedly running from a distance, skillfully carrying people and putting them on the stretcher, and then hurriedly returning the same way.

A moment later.

The First Hospital next door to the General Administration, in the special ward.

An unknown person wrapped in bandages all over his body, almost tied into a mummy, with only his eyes and nostrils breathing, was lying on the hospital bed hanging with hanging water, and at the same time, the closed door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and the figure was not seen, but the voice was heard first:

"Yo, why did you get hurt like this?"

"If you're seriously injured, there's no need to save that little expense, buy a first-aid kit from the game, it's better to have a big tonic pill or something like that than to be bandaged like this, although it's a special care, but this ward is really not a place for people."

"Every time I lie down, I'm worried that someone will pop up in the corner of the room!"

Ke Jun: "."

It's very annoying to these lucky peers, who can turn unintentional words into cold swords to pierce people's hearts.

He worked hard to make some hard-earned money in the dungeon, but when it came to others, the task reward of the dungeon itself was nothing in his eyes, but the value attached to the randomly drawn identities in the dungeon was much more developed than the players who worked hard to walk the main line and passed the task.

Without a mid-level evaluation, you can't show off in front of Emperor Ou.

I have to admit that even if it is a wholesale gold finger, some people can make some tricks.

That's right, it's your son-in-law, stallion struggle, succubus patron, Golan Vashe Diamond VIP - Feng Fen!

At present, among the 12 players who have been selected in Kyushu, the others have suffered some minor injuries every time, and they are reluctant to spend universal currency to come here to rest for a while, but this guy is the only one, and the reason is one every time - back pain!

can make a real person with a yang god have a deficit, you can imagine how depraved, dirty, and smelly the life in the copy is!

"It's okay, it's all flesh wounds, not that serious!"

Listening to someone's show-off, Ke Jun responded in a deep voice: "It's to encounter unclean things, prevent infection, hang water for a few days and take some medicine!" ”

"Why are you in the hospital, and you have a kidney loss?"

Ke Jun asked casually while summarizing the settlement of the copy.

"Nonsense, when did I lose, don't spread rumors about me"

Feng Fen, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, said, suddenly seemed to think of something, and suddenly changed his words: "Don't make trouble, get down to business!" ”

"How much do you remember about the Yellow River Hebo?"

"Hebo? Don't tell me that you've forgotten this, it's clearly written on the True Spirit Karma map, Bingyi. Smooth. Ay? ”

Suddenly, Ke Jun seemed to feel something, and he stopped suddenly.

Subconsciously grabbed the medicine list on the bedside table, took the pen handed to him and began to write and draw.

But a strange scene happened.

The fountain pen is intact and can write smoothly, but when Ke Jun writes according to the memory in his mind, as soon as he writes the next word, the square word with fresh ink on the previous ink begins to fade gradually, and the word Bingyi written at the beginning has already changed its appearance and has been replaced by Feng Yi.

What made him even more frightened was that he just glanced at his eyes and stopped writing for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, the following record had become unfamiliar:

Hebo's surname is Feng Mingyi Junping, because of crossing the river and died, thinking of his benevolence and noble character, the Emperor of Heaven sealed his Hebo to govern the Yellow River.

In order to clarify the gods, for the rivers to blaspheme the gods, in charge of the world's rivers.

He is the son-in-law of Taishan Mansion.

If it's just that the handwriting has changed, the key is that at the same time, the game panel on the retina that was staying on the dungeon settlement page suddenly popped up with an urgent prompt with scarlet handwriting:

[Found civilization skew, common sense modification, please ask whether to block (yes/no)

Based on the change in the timeline of the civilization to which the player belongs, the game shielding service will be based on the standard of the time and space demarcation era, and the interval fee will be charged, and the single common sense modification shielding service: Jin Dynasty (3000 universal currency). （1000000）

The game can maintain a maximum of 24 hours of awareness for players, beyond the time limit, if you do not purchase the corresponding service, it will be deemed to accept the modification

Note: This kind of service is only limited to the current player's personal cognition, can not include other intelligent lifeforms, please pay attention to the scope of the service, large-scale dissemination, resulting in a certain group of common sense modification failure, the service will have a high probability of failure, and be detected by the source of fluctuations (can be exchanged for the corresponding packaging blocking service, the cost is.)]

didn't dare to wait for the long list of numbers to emerge, Ke Jun immediately closed the current pop-up window.

Good guy, he can't make up a share of a single modification by squeezing his wallet dry, let alone buying it in a package.

Ten million?

With such a huge amount of cash flow, it is estimated that those veteran players who have been swimming in the void for thousands of years may not be able to piece it together, let alone the emergence of a newcomer who has only survived five or six copies.

Not to mention the string that hasn't been exposed in the follow-up.

It's not for people to buy!

But in the same way, after such a high price, it must also be corresponded with more terrifying and profound facts.

Although Ke Jun is a sword immortal, thanks to the teachings of the old-timers, he has also served as a lot of other tributaries of the Dao Gate, so he is also literally familiar with this Hebo recorded on the True Spirit Karma map.

You must know that the Hebo of the Yellow River, although it is not very conspicuous in the Kyushu god system.

But his heels can be traced back to the period of the Three Emperors and the Five Emperors!

Such an ancient existence can't even be preserved by hearsay

Ke Jun suddenly felt a chill.

Players do like to make trouble, and they are the root of all evil in the void, but that doesn't mean that they are really not afraid of death.

Especially this kind of thing that looks like a pit at first glance.

Ke Jun stared at Feng Fen, and the other party also nodded tacitly.

Although I forgot about the general thing, but I just pretended, anyway, there is another person here who understands, isn't it?

Although, this person who understands also has a time period.

After today, he has to be like everyone in Kyushu, tacitly forgetting this existence, and only leaving a strange question in his mind about the shallow history of the Yellow River.

Afraid?

Fear?

Both, but it can't be helped.

Today's later generations, although after more than ten years of vigorous development, have indirectly mastered this blue planet in their hands, and even, players with a wide range of channels also popped up the first land immortal (Yang God) three years ago, but compared with the vast starry sky, it is still too much to see.

The starry sky is a difficult exploration, not to mention the illusory existence of mythology.

After all, in the relevant records left by their ancestors, there are not a few who create the world while the stars fall, the sky collapses, and the world is created while talking and laughing.

For them, immortals are still an end point to look up to, but for mythology, it is just a starting point for a long journey.

"I've arrived, there's the Blood Maple Forest in front of me, it's inconvenient for me to go in, so you can go by yourself!"

"By the way, Wang Tuo let me inform you: there is no need to worry about the danger of mountains and rivers, there is a Xuanyuan sword buried at the end of the forest, although the sword weapon is divided into two, but it cannot be violated, you can draw the sword and walk, the first three swords have the strength of the king."

In front of a leaflet forest that grew luxuriantly and was as scarlet as blood, a man with a square face and a loud voice explained to the young man beside him.

When the words fell, a cold snort came from the crimson solitary seal behind him, but after waiting for a while, there were no other superfluous changes, as if the person was just to snort and show his sense of existence?

"Thank you!"

Holding back the twitching nose, Zhang Ke thanked him seriously, but compared to him who was restrained, the laughter of the people of the Xiong clan around him could be said to be very presumptuous.

Seeing this, Zhang Ke bowed down again and saluted, and then hurriedly walked into the blood-colored maple forest in front of him.

He was worried that he would delay here any longer, but he couldn't help the warm atmosphere and laughed out loud.

People can laugh, he can't be so presumptuous.

Otherwise, even if he has been protected by two eyes here, he is not guaranteed to be moved.

There will certainly be no danger, but disgrace is inevitable.

And because of this trivial matter, it is not worth pulling out the Xuanyuan sword.

He can stir up trouble with his own skills, but he doesn't want to let the crowd of people who have expectations for him behind him run around because of himself, even if he is as close as a teacher, the father-son relationship is not like this.

Externally, although Zhang Ke shows an unsophisticated, brainless, and uncalculated appearance, and this is also very in line with the impression of Savage and Kyushu's setting of others, but internally, he can not learn, but he can't not understand.

There are thousands of kinds of debts, but only human favors are the most difficult to repay.

Of course, it is imperative that he is more curious about this first divine sword of Kyushu mythology, and the teacher can put it back a little, after all, the trial space has seen many times, and it is not very rare, but it is the Xuanyuan Sword that carries countless legends, which is even more exciting.

However, it turned out that Zhang Ke thought a little too much.

I saw it, but it was not the same as I imagined, the majestic and majestic appearance.

The so-called Xuanyuan Sword is a rusty stone sword inserted in a small mound.

Its appearance has been corroded by wind and rain to show a pitted appearance, and green moss grows on the stone sword, and only a faint trace can be seen from some corners that have not yet been covered.

However, all the gods have their own set of logic and cognition, although they may not have complete spiritual intelligence, but their pickiness is no less than a bitter and mean intelligent life.

This is the case with the self-defilement of feticultural objects.

In front of unsuitable people, these magic weapons often show a tattered appearance, but in front of the people who should be, they are eager to show themselves, even if they are upside down.

Although, the one who promised Zhang Ke the permission to wield the three swords, he could naturally afford to draw this divine sword.

But when Zhang Ke's gaze moved to the small mound with fairly fresh soil under the stone sword, the curiosity in his heart instantly vanished.

Naturally, there is no rule for burying people and erecting graves in the wilderness, but the use of this soil in later generations is very wide, and this soil is quite fresh, at a glance, he knows that someone has temporarily pinched it, and he knows it very well without thinking about it.

It's nothing more than the fear that someone who came for the first time would take the wrong path and step on the top of the grave.

Although the Blood Maple Forest only sealed one of You's heads, stepping on the head was more offensive than stepping on other places.

Think of a certain little eye.

Zhang Ke's gaze decisively detached from the Xuanyuan Sword that had turned into a stone sword, knelt in front of the soil bag, took off the heads hanging on his waist, and placed them in front of him in different categories:

"I originally thought that I would make up five for you, and I could barely put up a small Beijing view, but I couldn't pass by here, and I didn't succeed, so you will use it first!"

"Okay, I'm done, then I should go, anyway, there are many opportunities to meet, and there are many people here, so I won't talk about anything else!"

Although Lao Deng was reluctant to resurrect, it was not in the way of piecing together a whole corpse.

Someday.

"Go, go, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood!"

A group of water gods fled without looking back, taking advantage of the huge water that had flooded most of the northern mountains.

But they are in a hurry, and here they are even more anxious than they are.

No matter how much these water gods go around in circles, they can't completely shake off the hounds behind them.

In an instant, dozens of familiar figures appeared around, and at the same time, under the calm waters, there was a sudden undercurrent surging, and the sediment deposited at the bottom of the water was turned to the surface of the water under the surging water.

The clear waters became yellow and muddy in an instant.

And in this turbid water, the sound of abuse and scolding was endless, but after a short period of noise, the sound of swords and soldiers colliding sounded.

And in the vast northern mountains, scenes like the one are playing out more frequently during this time!

With the water god taking the lead and the follow-up water gods following up, the water god water control team has already given full play to their advantages as locals, and the size of the team is almost increasing day by day, but in the rest of the month, it has swept nearly half of the North Mountain Sutra.

In addition to the Yellow River, there are a total of 63 water systems in the scriptures, large and small, and there are hundreds of unknown water systems, as well as water systems that were reborn due to flooding during the Yaoshun period, among which there are many strong ones, but the eldest brother who can stop this disaster has died, and even if there is still strength left, he does not want to compete with that Shaoyou.

But they were unwilling to confront each other head-on, and the water gods who had changed their ways earlier were not willing to let go of their own kind.

As for the reason?

Just like a spy, after he couldn't resist the temptation and chose to fall, he became more and more disdainful of those upright existences.

Although, the other water gods are not upright.

Although the flood in the era of Emperor Shun is destined to not be quelled, everyone is always following the overall situation, they are called Junjie.

But those guys are too ugly to hear.

With such gossip, it's no wonder that the water gods on Zhang Ke's side have turned fun into duty!

As long as you're on the same level, there's no reason for you to point fingers at me!

Above the Yellow River, a raised reef (mountaintop).

Zhang Ke's red eyes reflected everything that was staged in all corners of the Northern Three Classics at this time, and a trace of helplessness occasionally flashed in his clear eyes.

In his long history, it has never been easier.

Except for one that must be leveled, the whole process is fully automated, and you don't need to spend a single effort to enjoy the final result.

The jade hung high in the air.

Countless water vein spirits turned into blue rainbow light and floated in the air to form a magnificent scene, like a hundred rivers to the sea, pouring into the "small" seal on that side.

With the decline of the water veins, the flowing water at the material level also gradually depleted after losing the support of the roots.

Although due to the rampaging of the overall environment of the wilderness, the water vapor from the Beishan Meridian and even other plots is still converging in the direction of the Northern Third Meridian, making up for the inner water veins that have been squeezed dry by Zhang Ke, waiting for external extraction.

But the speed of water discharge cannot keep up with the speed of drainage.

After all, those water gods out there aren't stupid either.

Since you are not ready to fight into the northern mountains and solve the root cause of everything, you should at least control the flow of water veins so as not to lose too much.

Zhang Ke has no opinion on this.

At the same time, the water god is conservative, but also a relief of the pressure on him, if the stalemate continues, it will be Zhang Ke who will lose in the end.

After all, covering the entire wild waters, he alone could not drink it.

Unless you keep going back and forth between Kyushu and the wilderness, rely on a larger pond to hold these extra water veins, but that will destroy this hard-won tacit understanding, Hebo is gone, but there is a river god, and the four blasphemy water gods are not all mansions like Bingyi.

In this way, time passed day by day, and the waves were magnificent, and the waters covering all directions began to decline at a speed visible to the naked eye.

(End of chapter)