Chapter Thirty-five Years Later in the Ming Dynasty

"Thank you so much, teacher!"

When Yu Yue heard Zhang Zhiwei like this, he smiled happily, when people go out to travel, they can't have anything, their mentality will change when they have something, and they will be unhappy when they play.

"What about me?"

Seeing that Yu Yue, the old Lu Xun, had won Zhang Zhiwei's sponsorship, Zhu Cihong couldn't sit still.

"You, forget it, Da Ming's time flow rate is not so exaggerated, and you are not inferior to these!"

Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, and suddenly his face changed, and he realized that something was wrong.

"That division, the speed of time in the Ming world is one to seven compared to the world of one person."

Li Shengjiang on the side also interjected at this time, "Five-seven seems to be thirty-five years."

"Thirty-five years?!"

He and Zhu Cihong were stunned together, as if they had noticed that something was wrong.

Brush!

"Humph! Still talking nonsense with that assassin, kill! ”

The thunder light under the Ming Emperor in front of him moved slightly.

At the same time, several low hands also blink at the same time

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Cihong and Zhang Zhiwei disappeared in place and retreated into Ming.

The strength of those who are low hands is strong, and the lack of mosquitoes is the strength of the body, in other words, those people are all grandmasters.

"It's wrong, Jiang Li, ginger, you fixed their time until you go to tomorrow month, then the other one, they look at the conversion and adjust the time, and the group will ask you for points reimbursement."

"He's the Emperor?"

Since Zhang Zhiwei came to the world alone, I myself did not travel in public under the court, so now that I have returned to the Ming world, Zhu Cihong and the Hongxing Emperor naturally appeared in the court.

Li Shengjiang was the first to react, and I patted Yu Yue on the shoulder, "You will be in management after that, you can't take the opportunity to optimize the disciple structure of Longhu Mountain, presumably the master should be completely new when he comes back to Longhu Mountain!" ”

"Wait a minute, you're mistaken, it's one person in the world seven, and the great Ming one."

The elders of the court also stood behind Zhang Zhiwei at the same time, with respectful expressions.

"Don't panic, it's me and the national teacher who are back!"

"Your Majesty, you're really back!"

Several of them were in tears.

"That makes sense!"

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei's body jumped and sat directly under the empty throne in the center of the court.

After thirty-five years, the third Liang Youyi will not be old and dead, right?!

"Cihong, Lao Ao, he has to help you ask."

Hearing that eighty-seven years had really passed in the Ming world, and everything was due to things and people, Zhang Zhiwei sighed faintly, and even Jiang Libo sighed in his heart.

"Oh no, it would be a mistake to let those people screen the places first."

In an instant, the commotion of the entire court was directly shocked, and the ministers who reacted looked at the old man sitting under the dragon chair and suddenly attacked.

The guards looked at Zhang Zhiwei and shook their heads, "Your Majesty has been gone for eighty-seven years, and you are only too old now, but there is an emperor who is not as old as him!" ”

Several lower hands also surrounded at that time, and the steel knives under their hands flashed with cold light.

"Silence."

"Bad, there's a problem."

"Slow to catch assassins!"

"Alas, why are they still stunned, the emperor is back, they salute slowly!"

......

The thunder was agitated, and it exploded directly under the young guards, and the guards lost their ability to retreat, and flew out with a scream and were directly subdued.

"Long live the Emperor, long live, long live!" ()()

The strength of the eighty level was the strength of Zhu Cihong when he first retreated into the Ming Dynasty, and now Zhang Zhiwei's strength has reached that low level after several improvements.

It seems that Li Shengjiang's speculation is wrong, the world time flow rate is such a thing, there are no observers will run around, there is no 100% constant one at all!

Zhang Zhiwei under the seat motioned for everyone to get up, and at the same time I looked at Zhongyang, "By the way, that is the national teacher, the national teacher is here again this time to take his disciple Liang Wuyi to the realm, who knows where Liang Wuyi Liang Immortal is now?" ”

No one panicked and shouted, Yagami has a master.

On the other side, as soon as the light flashed, Jiang Libo and Zhang Zhiwei, who were wearing Taoist robes, came to another place.

"Slow, slow let the forbidden army retreat, something happened!"

"Your Majesty, you have finally returned from the realm."

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei, who grasped the situation very slowly, Jiang Libo nodded.

"Alas, is it true that evil has been gone for eighty-seven years?"

An old eunuch in his seventies heard an unfamiliar voice and immediately came out of the crowd

Back then, we were not fortunate enough to participate in the enthronement ceremony of Emperor Hongxing, and at this time we were only a small official in the imperial court.

Yu Yue smiled, "You're more wasteful, you can only go to the fire qilin to play, rely on barbecue!" ”

The body of the low hand suddenly burst out, and the spear that was not held by his hand stabbed out again and again, exploding a series of afterimages in the air.

"It's really the water that washed the Dragon King Temple, slowly, slowly called the imperial doctor, and sent a few people with low hands to the bad and bad treatment."

"Slow, slow call the forbidden army back, it's Your Majesty back!"

In the face of today's Zhang Zhiwei, even what kind of Transforming Strength Grandmaster is a bad one, and it is fundamentally a burden

Between the words, Zhu Cihong grabbed Zhang Zhiwei, "You and Zhang Zhiwei will return to Ming first, your apprentice's matter, he will explain to us as soon as he goes, you will go back!" ”

I feel that although my isotope has been the emperor for a short time, the royal means are still because of Dan.

When he saw that the person under the dragon chair was exactly the same as the Hongxing Emperor in his memory, he instantly fell to his knees with excitement.

And the statue behind him is exactly the same as the figure in his memory!

"The low hand of the inner hand was defeated?!"

As he spoke, the seven of them walked away from the compound together.

"No assassins, no assassins!"

Zhang Zhiwei's reaction speed was very fast, "In the past five years in the world of one person, it stands to reason that it has only been less than a year since the Ming Dynasty!" ”

The two of them seemed to ignore the inner guards who had been killed, and they were still talking as if they were doing something.

"Zhong Aiqing is flat!"

Yu Yue and Li Shengjiang were slightly stunned when they saw this.

"Hahaha, this didn't bother him."

"But teacher, the reference of the world's coordinates must also have an observer."

Zhu Cihong nodded, and thought, "The ghost blowing the lamp is also a complete universe, and few things are certain, so let's go back and have a look with you now." ”

Brush!

A group of courtiers who were still under the court saw a few people suddenly appearing, and they were frightened and hurriedly shouted, "It's Emperor Shun who ran over, but that demon doesn't have that kind of ability!" ”

Thundered!

Li Shengjiang said again, "Without the presence of our observers from the heteroplane, it is very likely that the past of the Ming World will not be close to a year, but I don't know how long!" ”

Before sitting down on the dragon chair, Zhang Zhiwei yelled at the chaotic court, "Bao, come out and see me slowly!" ”

Zhu Cihong said to Zhang Zhiwei with a serious face, "Eighty boys, the vicissitudes of life, you have to know what happened!" ”

Zhang Zhiwei saw the low hands surrounding him and spoke comfortingly.

Okay, Ming continues, take a bath and sleep.