"What, Li Zicheng!" The child's voice was not loud, but in Wang Lele's ears, it was like thunder: "What kind of world is this, where are we?"

"Brother, hey, brother, you speak! Have we come to ancient times? Oh, I remember, that person named Wei Zhongxian was a great eunuch in the Ming Dynasty. We're back in the day, man, yes, great. That's great. ”

Wang Lele was very excited, pulled up Wang Zhong's body and shook it vigorously, and asked the silent child again and again: "Your name is Li Zicheng, is it really that Li Zicheng?"

After Wang Lele saw Li Zicheng bandaging Li Chengliang's wound, he looked at the sky motionlessly, as if he was thinking about something, his little head shook and his little horn trembled, and after looking at the sky for a while, he heard Wang Lele clapping his hands and making noise, raised his head, his tone was a little sophisticated, extremely incompatible with his age, and there was a faint sense of condescension, "Who are you? Dressed not like the Central Plains, nor like the Mongols and Jurchens, where did you come from?"

"Don't mess around!" Pulling his sister, Wang Lele snorted, closed his mouth, surrounded the index fingers of his two hands, kept spinning, and his two eyes emitted a faint light, obviously planning something.

Wang Zhong saw his sister like this, and he didn't know what his old sister was thinking.

He also had fluctuations in his heart, this world was obviously not his original world, there were too many mysteries in the universe, too mysterious, and the limited life could not even explore a little corner clearly, looked up at the sky, and suddenly found that Li Zicheng made a series of questions, staring at himself motionlessly.

"Oh, how dare you ask me that?"

Wang Zhong and Li Zicheng's eyes met, their eyes narrowed, green and oily, like a hungry wolf in the middle of the night.

Although Li Zicheng was born with an unusual aura in his bones, which makes people look at him differently, after all, he is young, and his heart is not as good as Wang Zhong!

The two looked at each other, Li Zicheng had a shiver all over his body, blinked his eyelids, but still stared at Wang Zhong hard, without flinching, looking very stubborn, his little mouth moved, and when the words came to his mouth, he didn't say it after all.

"Brother, he's still a child, what are you scaring him for?" Wang Lele was unhappy, "If he is really that Li Zicheng, he will be a big man in the future." You scared him, be careful and retaliate later. ”

Wang Zhong smiled, retracted his gaze, and patted off the grass clippings on the old girl: "Your brother, I have killed a lot of big people." After thinking about it, "The volcano erupted, and that stone tablet sent us to ancient times, which is nothing surprising, but it's a pity, it's a pity, it's not Zhang Sanfeng's era." ”

Wang Zhong suddenly had a feeling that I was not born and I was old.

"Brother, this is the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, don't worry, I have read history and know the trend of history, not to mention that we have modern knowledge, we can definitely be emperors!" Wang Lele became more and more excited the more he thought about it: "By the way, brother, you seem to be also studying literature and history, and I know it better than I know." I know you don't want to be the emperor, but your sister wants to be Wu Zetian, you must help me. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. ”

Wang Zhong looked at the old girl with golden eyes in a daze, and did not speak, but walked straight to the corpse of a big man in brocade, touched his body, and found a jīng copper token with a tiger head engraved on it. and a few taels of scattered silver, and a few golden nudes, yellow and clear.

A Bintie snowflake waist knife, shark skin sheath, out of the sheath, Qiang Qiang gold and iron resonate, bright and bright, rubbing bright and bright.

There was also a barrel of iron arrows, thirteen of them, the arrows were sharp, the thin barbs, the blue light flickered, there was a fishy smell, I don't know what great poison was smeared on it. A jīng skillful patterned iron bow, Wang Zhong pulled it hard, and it took all his strength to pull it into the shape of a full moon, and it would take at least seven or eight hundred catties of strength.

"Wow!, take it!" gave Jia Yefeng's platinum sword to the old sister, took a waist knife himself, and put away the tokens, gold and silver, iron bows and arrows, "History is mysterious, where can a few historians who can only play with pen straws deduce them all." Old sister, don't be delusional, the emperor is not so easy to do. ”

Li Zicheng finally understood the conversation between the brother and sister, and when he heard the two unscrupulous words about being the emperor, he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart, "Where did the two people come from, they are so bold, they are heard to sue the official, and they will be killed by the whole family." ”

Wang Lele was about to refute, when he suddenly remembered that Wei Zhongxian could actually fly a sword just now, and if Wang Zhong's three yīn demon killing knife resisted, both of them would have died. "I don't know if Sister Nana, Zhang Yanran, and Sister Tong Ling are also here. Let's go to them, maybe they have a way to be emperors. ”

Wang Zhong shook his head, scraped all the goods on the bodies of several brocade-clothed men, put them in a money bag, and checked them. I stripped off another clean garment and put it on, and finally changed the tiger skin on my body.

"Don't drop the gold and silver! No matter where you go, you can't be short of money. ”

Wang Lele nodded vigorously.

The two brothers and sisters were sharing the spoils, and suddenly there was a long howl behind him, Wang Zhong looked back, and saw Li Chengliang sit up suddenly, the poisonous arrow stuck in his shoulder, his whole body trembled, and the heat was steaming above his head.

There was another long howl, the sound pierced through the golden cracked stones, straight into the clouds, and the muscles on the shoulders were surging like waves, squeezing and flicking, and the poisonous arrows were forced out by the internal strength, and even the roots were inserted into the wet and loose soil.

"Thank you Xiaoyou for saving me!" Li Chengliang had exhausted the residual poison on his body and recovered his strength, if it weren't for Wang Zhong's three-yīn demon killing knife to kill four people and scare Wei Zhongxian away, Li Chengliang would not have escaped the poison. "Where did Xiaoyou come from, but Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao disciple?"

Xuantian Shenglong Dao is an extremely mysterious sect in the Huguang area, for the situation, Li Chengliang has only heard of it, and he does not know, the power of the sword sent by Wang Zhong just now is amazing, and the kung fu of killing people with the sword is simply a handful. looked at Wang Lele again, it seemed that he didn't know martial arts, Wang Zhong's martial arts were not profound, and the two of them behaved strangely, so they couldn't help but be curious.

"I'm cultivating the martial arts of the Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao!" Wang Zhong saw that Li Chengliang's martial arts were very strong, and the snake saliva banner on his face was even more wonderful, and he could actually restrain the flying sword!

"Most of the twenty-four histories are fake, and most of the so-called actual records and the like are also false. "The sacred things of the three emperors and the five emperors are all about snowing when you read it. "These are the words of *. Moreover, the theory of ghosts and gods has been written in history since ancient times. Wang Zhong naturally wanted to know the real situation.

At that moment, a few people sat down and talked for a while, and Wang Zhong learned that he was in the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, and Emperor Shenzong was in power. Li Chengliang guarded Liaodong, was impeached for something, removed the Liaodong Economic Strategy, and was chased and killed by Wei Zhongxian, wanting to seize his "Luban Book"

"Wei Zhongxian is a disciple of the old demon of Yelu Jingwen in Xikongtong, Yelu Laomo is strong in martial arts, I heard that as early as thirty years ago, he opened up the meridians of the whole body, and reached the peak of refining jīng qi, and now he is in the top retreat of Xikongtong, breaking through the legendary realm of refining qi and transforming gods, and cultivating the realm of the original god, it is said that he has been refined, and now he is about to go out of the customs to join in this excitement, he refined a mouthful of Wuyun Killing Blood Sword, which can take people's heads in hundreds of miles, you must be careful. After talking for a while, Li Chengliang changed his words, "Since you are a disciple of Xuantian Shenglong Dao, you must have joined in this excitement when you came to Guanwai." ”

"There are really people who have reached the peak of refining jīng and transforming qi, refining qi and transforming gods!" When Wang Zhong heard this, he was overjoyed, he couldn't describe it, but it was hard to express it, and he suddenly found that Li Chengliang was talking about the excitement, and couldn't help asking: "What kind of excitement?"

"Huh?!" Li Chengliang frowned, and glanced at Wang Zhong strangely, his eyes flashing with jīng light.

"Our brother and sister have been practicing martial arts for a short time, and this time they came to dig ginseng on the orders of their master, and they don't know anything about the rivers and lakes. Then Yelu Jingwen has really reached the realm of refining qi and transforming gods?" Wang Zhong has been pursuing the peak of life, but it is ethereal and inconclusive, and now when he hears it, someone has reached the legendary realm, and he can't help but go to the top of Xikongtong to see it.

"Oh!" Li Chengliang listened to Wang Zhong's explanation, and also believed a little, because the two brothers and sisters are not high in martial arts, although Wang Zhong has a sword, but it is a quick foreign art, "Although the old demon Yelu Jingwen of Xikongtong is powerful, it is the way of the soldiers and the combination of yīn yang, and it is not comparable to the three great masters of Confucianism, Zhang Juzheng, Liu Zongzhou, and Huang Daozhou. Or Wei Zhongxian wouldn't have gone to the sky? Have you ever heard of the number one demon in the world?"

"The first demon in the world?" Wang Zhong listened incrediblely, and Wang Lele seemed to be listening to a story.

"In this world, there are many strange people like the sand of the Ganges River, but most of them are not debuted, Shi, Confucianism, soldiers, ink, yīn yang, medicine, the number of arts, etc., since the Han Dynasty, Confucianism is prosperous, masters have come out in large numbers, overwhelmed all, have always come, are prosperous, but hundreds of schools of thought contend, never subsided, and even the general trend of the world, the replacement of emperors, is also among them!"

"The rise of the Jurchens in Liaodong, Aixinjue Luo has shown a royal spirit! The reason for this is that in the black water of Changbai Mountain, there is a peerless demon, known as the old demon of Black Mountain!"

"Since the sixth year of Shizong Jiajing, the great master of Confucianism, Wang Yangming, and the old demon of Montenegro fought against Hetuara City, Wang Yangming was killed by the old demon of Montenegro Yun Yuanshen, my great luck has failed, and foreign races have repeatedly violated my border, this time His Majesty Shenzong asked the three great masters of Confucianism to challenge the old demon of Montenegro in Hetuara City again, this matter has caused a sensation in the world!"

"What, brother, our ancestor was killed by the old demon of Montenegro!"

When Wang Lele heard Li Chengliang say, "Wang Yangming was killed by the old demon Yun Yuanshen of Montenegro", he immediately shouted.