After Fang Shiyu tried several times without success, he decided not to continue to confide in Zifeng about the Donghua Emperor, he couldn't tell it most likely because Qingyun Sword Spirit didn't let him say it, maybe there was something hidden buried in it, although Fang Shiyu was a person who liked to get to the bottom of it, but not now.

Now the first question we face is what to do with the embryos of 100,000 Dao soldiers?

As for the statement that he is a person of destiny, now that he has been argued by a certain senior, it is pure, but since everyone else has said so, then so be it, Fang Shiyu can't tell everyone all over the world.

"Actually, I'm not a person of destiny, I'm just born on a planet full of timers!"

Of course, as soon as this statement comes out, I don't know if anyone believes it, most of them will ask, what kind of ball is the earth, and can it be eaten?

Fang Shiyu didn't have the spare time to give people the knowledge of the planet, and now he was facing the lives of 100,000 people first.

"Prime Minister, I understand all of this, but this is not a reason to sacrifice these 100,000 people. If I am king, not only will everyone under this world be like dragons, but also let the people live in peace and contentment, and let the heavens not be dark. I don't know what will be done. ”

Zi Feng took a deep breath, and finally asked rhetorically: "Your Majesty is benevolent and righteous, unparalleled in the world, but Your Majesty is reluctant to give up the lives of these 100,000 people, can Your Majesty be willing to give up our lives?

"Your Majesty, the royal way is not benevolent!"

Fang Shiyu looked at Zifeng and was silent for a long time.

Wang Dao is not benevolent, yes, after all, people have relatives and differences, what does that 100,000 people have to do with him Fang Shiyu? What he cares about is just the people around him, it's just....

Fang Shiyu hesitated for a long time and sighed: "Prime Minister, I need a guarantee from you!"

"Your Majesty, please speak!"

Fang Shiyu slowly sat on the throne: "When the world is flat, this king needs to exhaust everything to restore the true body of these 100,000 Dao soldiers." ”

Zifeng bowed and said, "No!"

Fang Shiyu waved his hand and let Zifeng retreat.

When Zifeng left, the Qingyun Sword took the initiative to float out, and Fang Shiyu asked the Qingyun Sword Spirit.

"Why don't you let him know about Emperor Donghua?"

The Qingyun Sword Spirit floated out of the sword, and he stroked his beard and sighed: "The emperor has passed away, and the inheritance has been taken over by you, why bother with the purity of his vein again?"

"I don't understand what you say! What do you mean by disturbing the purity of his vein?"

Qingyun Sword Spirit said: "Do you know where Qingyun Gate came from?"

Fang Shiyu shook his head and didn't know, he was in Qingyunmen for ten years, he didn't learn anything in the first ten years, and then after awakening the memory of his previous life, he hurried down the mountain, where did he know what the origin of this Qingyunmen was.

Qingyun Sword Spirit sighed faintly: "Qingyun Gate was established by the descendants of the emperor, 30,000 years ago, the descendants of the emperor came to this realm, in order to inherit the inheritance of the emperor, but that person fell into the evil way. The old man made an agreement with him that the disciples of the later generations of Qingyunmen could come to the Sword Pavilion for trial, and if they were fated, they should inherit it. ”

Fang Shiyu asked, "What evil way?"

Qingyun Sword Spirit said: "In his vein, a man will not be able to practice, this is fate, and it is also a curse!"

Fang Shiyu laughed and said, "Shit's life, you old guys like to play this game." Anyway, I don't believe it, even if there is, I'll stab him!"

Qingyun Sword Spirit looked at Fang Shiyu meaningfully: "It's not that you don't believe it, but the time has not yet come." Also, the origin of this stele in your hand is ancient, I am afraid it is unknown, and the old man suggests that you throw it away. ”

When Fang Shiyu heard this, he sneered in his heart: "Ma Dan, most of this old man's braincase is sick, let me lose the Martial God Inheritance, and let me lose this diary stele, if it weren't for the fact that this was left to me by the predecessor of the traverser, I would believe in your evil!"

This stone tablet Fang Shiyu must not be lost, and he now knows that Bai Qi is the person who founded the "Emperor Rui Sutra", so they are quite fateful.

Of course, Fang Shiyu still kept an eye on it, he now regarded Bai Qi, Qingyun Sword Spirit, and Hun Qiu as tripartite forces.

These may all be Fang Shiyu's help, but one day maybe the controller behind the scenes will come out to trouble him, one side may be difficult to entangle, and when the time comes, he will swim between the three parties to enhance his strength, if anyone wants to use his brain, he will unite with the other two parties to do him first.

"No, there are four directions!"

Fang Shiyu almost forgot about this system, since he had a large amount of wish power, Fang Shiyu found that his interaction with the system was getting smaller and smaller, and he still remembered that the system still had a random dream.

He had learned several rules and divine scripts in his dream before, and Fang Shiyu wanted to take advantage of this opportunity.

In the end, Fang Shiyu made up his mind, he dismissed the maid, summoned Li Piaoxue to wait outside, and then entered the mirror world in the flesh, starting the third "dream".

As Fang Shiyu pronounced the word "into a dream", then he felt that the world was spinning, and when he woke up again, he had become a young man dressed in animal skins, the young man was not about twelve or thirteen years old, but the muscles in his hands and feet were very solid, and it seemed that he had put in a lot of effort.

At this time, Fang Shiyu was cleaning a wild wolf by the river, Fang Shiyu looked at the stone knife in his hand and fell into deep thought.

"Am I crossing in again? No, it's a dream, and like last time, I've become someone. Stone knives, animal skins, prey, this can't be the age of recklessness, right?"

"Aang!"

At this time, perhaps in order to verify Fang Shiyu's words, a giant beast sound sounded from a distance, Fang Shiyu looked up, and just saw a four-legged giant tortoise, the giant tortoise elder dragon head, snake tail, dozens of stories high, as high as dozens of floors, as soon as he moved, the earth shook, Fang Shiyu was in front of him, it was completely small.

At this time, a wheat-skinned girl shouted something from the mountain bag.

If you listen closely, it's like you're calling someone's name.

"Brother Alang, come back quickly, the tyrant is here again, the clan elder called you back to discuss countermeasures!"

Fang Shiyu muttered, "Brother Alang, are you calling me?"

Seeing that Fang Shiyu didn't react, the girl was sliding down the hillside and ran towards Fang Shiyu, she grabbed Fang Shiyu's hand and ran back.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the hegemony is coming, the cottage is already surrounded by ghost slaves. Brother Alang, let's go back from the back mountain!"

Fang Shiyu was dragged by a woman for the first time, and he found that although this little girl was also eleven or twelve years old, her strength was not small at all, and she walked like a fly in the thorny mountain forest, and soon they crossed the forest like an ape, swung through the wetland, and finally came to a mountain cliff.

As far as the eye could see, the giant beast was walking slowly, and everywhere it went, all the trees around it were devastated, and if there were any passing beasts or the like, it was swallowed by it.

The beast came to a stop in front of the stockade at the bottom of the mountain.

"Brother Alang, what are you doing in a daze, the bully is about to eat people, let's hurry back to the village, I don't know how many clansmen we want to send this time, but don't be us!"

Fang Shiyu frowned, what do you mean?

Could it be that this is Nabaxia, as for cannibalism or something, what does it mean?

Although Fang Shiyu had doubts, he didn't speak, he continued to follow the girl from the cliff along the vines to climb down, but halfway up, there were vultures whistling past, almost tearing the girl off the cliff, but the girl was agile with her hands and feet, and by the way, she also used a stone knife to solve a vulture.

The girl complained: "These damn bastards, are they trying to exterminate my Cangshan tribe? ”

Fang Shiyu was a little confused, what do you mean by relying on me?

After dozens of breaths, the two of them descended from the cliff to the stockade, and at this time the outside of the stockade was already full of people with iron weapons, and they bowed their heads one by one in front of a group of "little kings".

The group of little kings was quite happy, with green skin, standing on two feet like a human, and carrying a turtle shell on their backs.

In the stockade, Fang Shiyu heard the quarrel.

"No, it's clear that it's the children of the Mutuo family, how can they become the children of my family, my children are only seven tree circles big, clan elder, I beg you, don't hand over my children, they want to eat people, let them eat me." ”

"Hmph, who wants to eat you, a group of old things, this time the little master said that as long as there are less than ten tree circles, Mu Tuo's family has twelve tree circles, and the meat is already old, and it is not delicious. ”

The person who snorted coldly was dressed in a black robe, the same as the person who nodded outside.

The person who prayed was a middle-aged uncle, holding a stone spear in his hand.

"You ghost slave, I'll fight with you!"

The stone spear went straight towards the black-robed man, but the black-robed man caught the stone spear with his bare hands, and with a slight break, the stone spear broke in response, and the surrounding villagers subconsciously retreated a few steps.

At this moment, an old man who was so old that his teeth were about to lose all his teeth staggered out.

For the sake of the village and the people, the child can be reborn if it is gone. ”

The middle-aged man who was broken off the stone spear sat on the ground: "How to give birth? Tree circle after tree circle, my human race was kept in captivity by them, I knew this, I should have turned into a ghost slave back then, why did I come to this?"

The black robe smiled and said: "Who do you think you are? If you want to be a slave, you have to see if your bones are soft enough, my little master said, don't have hard bones." Terran, hahaha... Joke, there are no human races in this heaven and earth, we are just maggots that survive, and we are blood food raised by the masters. Hurry up, if it weren't for everyone's sake, you think I'd be talking nonsense with you here!"

"Hand over this year's offerings, and the little lord will naturally leave. ”

The black robe slowly drew a long green whip.

When he saw Fang Shiyu and the girl walking slowly, the black robe hit Fang Shiyu with a whip, he wanted to use this to establish his authority, but what he didn't expect was that the young man actually grabbed the whip, and then the young man pulled it, and the black robe was held on the ground and fell into a.

In the distance, the joyful Wang Ba outside the village widened his mung bean eyes and looked at Fang Shiyu, and he said, "Yes, yes! ”

That Wang Ba slowly took off into the air, and under the terrifying gaze of everyone, he landed in front of Fang Shiyu.

"Human slave, this king will give you a chance, if you kneel down and lick my feet now, this king will consider giving you the opportunity to become a ghost slave, otherwise, you will become this king's belly food." ”

Fang Shiyu snatched the whip of the ghost slave, he waved the whip and said to the Wang Ba: "Wang Ba, I will also give you a chance, remove the turtle shell and get out of the egg obediently, I can spare your life, otherwise, I will add dinner tonight and eat Wang Ba soup." ”

The king was furious: "Just a slave, you dare to be presumptuous, who do you call Wang Ba? This king is the overlord of the dragon race." ”

"Oh, the Eighth Lord!"

"Babble, human slave, die!"

The self-proclaimed hegemon Wang Ba made a move, no, moved his hooves, Fang Shiyu flicked the whip, first a whip on the turtle shell, and after seeing that it failed, he punched Wang Ba in the face.

When they saw this, they all exclaimed, some with happy faces, some with sad faces, and some with fear.

How dare he beat the little master? We are just human slaves!