The Third Virgin Yang Chan held a piece of clothing in her hand, and on her beautiful face, two lines of tears slowly slipped down, and she cried:

"Little Emperor, why are you so stupid......"

Wenhou Lu Bu stared blankly at the blood rain in the sky, straightened his waist, slowly bent down, and muttered:

"Your Majesty...... Killed in battle...... That's how Zhao Laosan took care of His Majesty? ”

"The last general, Lu Bu, is willing to follow His Majesty in the underworld!"

As he spoke, Wenhou Lu Bu wanted to swing his sword and kill himself.

Although he is a martial artist, he also knows what loyalty is, and His Majesty does not dislike his infamy in the history books and reuses it for him.

How could he not repay such a great kindness?

That's when it happened.

A helpless voice sounded:

"Wen Hou, why is this so, I said, I will not die at the hands of the Treasure Moon Light Buddha today."

In an instant, Wenhou Lu Bu's dim eyes burst into a fine light, raised his head, and said in surprise:

"Your Majesty!!"

"You're alive!"

The Third Virgin Yang Chan also looked at the place where the voice came from and covered her mouth in shock.

I saw that it was like going back in time, and the blood and rain in the sky gathered together and condensed into Zhao Yu, the young emperor of the Song Dynasty.

Bao Yueguang Buddha said in disbelief:

"No way, how can you not be dead!"

"You're just a little fairy!"

"Click"

After Emperor Song Shaodi recovered as before, he moved his body and said:

"Erlang Zhenjun, Bao Yueguang Buddha, leave it to me to deal with."

"I'm also curious about what the future me will look like."

Erlang God Yang Jian's eyes fell on the dark lines on Emperor Song Shaodi's body, hesitated for a moment, nodded and said:

"Okay, Xiaoyouling, just take a shot."

Hearing this, the Bao Yueguang Buddha ran all over his body with Buddha power, accompanied by the roar of the dragon and the tiger, punched out, and roared angrily:

"Fake, you must be bluffing!"

"Even if the poor monk falls here today, he will never let you, a demon, survive in the world!"

Zhao Yu, the young emperor of the Song Dynasty, faced the Baoyueguang Buddha with all his strength, did not dodge or dodge, and said word by word:

"Future body, help destroy the Buddha!"

As soon as the words fell.

The long river of years hovering between heaven and earth rippled, and a drop of water flew out and landed beside Emperor Song Shaodi, turning into a water mirror.

In the next second, a picture appeared in the water mirror.

A richly dressed middle-aged man, with a rope tied to his shoulders, walked like a flying carriage and said excitedly:

"Haha...... Brother Jiang, I don't have any other skills, but I am strong! ”

"Don't worry, don't say it's pulling you home, even if it's pulling you for three days and three nights, it's not a problem to take you around Xiqi!"

There was an old man sitting in the car with fairy wind bones and white hair, but the old man at the moment seemed to be demented.

Grasping the wooden frame tightly, he said anxiously:

"Enough is enough, Xibohou, the old man has agreed to enter Xiqi as an official, you stop it!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, not only did he not stop, but he pretended to be surprised:

"What? Hurry up? ”

"Good! Today, I'm ...... Ahem, Ji Chang, just give up your life to accompany the gentleman! ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man sped up, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled the carriage and disappeared into the sky.

I only heard a panicked voice, intermittently heard:

"Xibohou, stop it, hey...... I'm going to crash into !! ”

"Brother Jiang, don't panic, there is a promising brother!"

……

Song Shaodi Zhao Yu frowned, looking at the picture presented by the water mirror, puzzled.

Xibohou?

Brother Jiang?

Could this be the rumored King Wen pulling a cart for 800 steps, and the Zhou Dynasty for 800 years?

However, why is this Xibohou a little strange? It doesn't seem to match the rumors?

Also, what about his future body???

"Bang"

Bao Yueguang Buddha punched the water mirror, and the water mirror was safe and sound, while he himself was dripping blood with his fist, and laughed:

"Hahaha, scared the poor monk to death, it turned out to be a false appearance!"

Suddenly, there is a change in the water mirror.

Under an ancient tree, the brilliance flowed, revealing four figures, three of which were Emperor Song Shaodi, Erlang God Yang Jian, and the Third Virgin Yang Chan.

It's just that Yang Jian, the Erlang God in the water mirror, and Yang Chan, the Third Virgin, are a little green in appearance.

In addition, there is also a beautiful and heroic woman in white, with pale cheeks, as if she has just recovered from a serious illness.

Looking at the departing carriage, the woman in white sighed and sighed:

"I didn't expect the dignified Xibohou to be a monk and play Jiang Shang like this."

Song Shaodi Zhao Yu shook his head and said in a strange tone:

"Fairy Yaoji, didn't Mr. Jiang claim to be able to pinch and calculate yesterday, Wen Taowu is strategic, and he is all proficient, but did he ever calculate that he would suffer such a catastrophe today?"

Suddenly.

The woman in white frowned, Huo Ran turned around, her pretty face was full of anger, her heart moved, a silver spear flew out, fell into her hand, and said coldly:

"He is small, how dare you peep in secret!"

Zhao Yu seemed to have remembered something, looked at one place with a vague look, and said:

"Fairy Yaoji, why don't you take Erlang and Chan'er home first, this is an old friend of mine who came to look for me."

Yao Ji hesitated, handed the spear in her hand to Emperor Song Shaodi, and said:

"Eun Gong, you have to be careful."

Yang Chan waved her hand innocently and said obediently:

"Uncle Zhao, you must come back early, I still want to hear your story."

After the three of them left, Zhao Yu walked forward slowly, and every step he took fell, his body would be more illusory.

Nine steps later, Zhao Hao disappeared.

……

Meanwhile.

Great Song Bhikshu Kingdom.

I saw that the water mirror suddenly burst out with a bright divine light, and the future body of Song Shaodi slowly walked out of the water mirror.

Coming to Emperor Song Shaodi, after the two glanced at each other, Emperor Song Shaodi sighed and said:

"Talent Golden Immortal Realm cultivation, it seems that I have not yet cultivated to the extreme with my supernatural powers."

"That's it, go back, don't come to die."

The future body swept the surrounding heaven and earth, and finally landed on the Bao Yueguang Buddha, sacrificed a simple fairy sword, and slashed it with a sword.

In an instant, the sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth tore through the space, dividing the entire sky into two.

"Click"

The glazed golden body that Bao Yueguang Buddha was proud of, didn't even hold a breath, it was covered with cracks, and begged for mercy:

"Stop, the poor monk admits defeat!"

"Mortal ants, if you dare to hurt my life, the Buddha will not let you go!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the future body slashed the Treasure Moonlight Buddha with a sword, and then pointed out, and wiped out the latter's true spirit.

Glancing at the West, he turned around lightly, and was about to return to the years he was in.

Erlang God Yang Jian's figure flashed, blocked the way back, and said anxiously:

"Wait, little friend, how did my mother come back from the dead?"

"I will never admit that I am wrong, that is my mother!"

The future body greeted with a smile:

"Erlang...... Zhenjun, I haven't seen you for a long time, and your demeanor is still the same. ”

"As for the reason, I can't say, you'll find out later."

Erlang God was anxious, clenched the three-pronged and two-edged knife, forcibly suppressed his anger, and said:

"If anyone dares to threaten you, I will fight him to the death!"

Seeing that Erlang God Yang Jian was so persistent, the future body said helplessly:

"Erlang Zhenjun, why do you have to be strong, the time has not come, I really can't say."

Speaking of this, the future body saw that he had been delayed for a long time in the past years, looked at Song Shaodi, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and said loudly:

"All causes and effects, add to my body!"

"Boom"

The dense heavenly thunder filled the sky, but when I saw the ancient fairy sword in the hand of the future body, it shook slightly, and the heavenly thunder gradually subsided.

The black lines on Zhao Yu, Emperor Shaodi of Song, also disappeared without a trace.

Subsequently, the future body walked out in one step, passed through the Erlang God Yang Jian, and returned to the long river of years.

(End of chapter)