"Who are they that dare to attack the state's officers and soldiers?"
"Who leaked the news again, so that people could set up an ambush on the only way to pass!"
The prefect Sima Anwuyi also held his blood-stained arm, and roared at the remaining subordinates with foam at the mouth:
"No matter what I do, I won't die for a while, so why don't we go see how the prince is doing..."
"Your Majesty!"
"What's wrong with the prince..."
"Your Majesty is doing very well..."
"Your Majesty, just be fine..."
Then, it turned into An Wuyi's startled and furious roar:
"You bitch, can you speak human language? How could the prince be fine? He was hit by so many arrows!"
"Your Majesty is really fine..."
A general was kicked several times, but he shouted in a crying voice:
"Is it really okay? It's okay, God bless..."
An Wuyi then widened his eyes and said:
Then, he bent down and half-knelt in front of the small round face sitting on the bullock cart, and said in a somewhat emotional and unbelievable voice:
"It's a villain who is incompetent, but he frightened the prince..."
"I am supervising the country under the orders of my father. Naturally, there are people who follow me and think they are secretly protecting me. It was the same just now. You don't need to worry about it."
The little round face said in a matter-of-fact tone:
"yes!"
An Wuyi couldn't help but look at the four walls of the bullock cart that were riddled with holes, and looked at the bloodless arrows scattered on the ground, as well as the small round face that seemed to be unscathed except for the slightly messy bun, and The empty space in the car that couldn't hide anything at all, full of thoughts and words finally turned into such a word on the lips.
The soldiers who gathered around to clean up the mess could not hide their expressions of shock and awe as they looked at each other, and they could not help but have all kinds of speculations and thoughts in their hearts. Even the sounds of people walking nearby, talking and moving, became... Clearly handled with care and attention.
It wasn't until he walked dozens of steps away that An Wuyi's feeling of threat and oppression, even though there was nothing behind him, slowly disappeared and he relaxed his tense body; but in his heart, it was unavoidable. Cannian asked, could this be the majesty and courage that comes only from the blood of the royal family of the master's father, the royal family?
And what kind of people can follow and protect them secretly but never reveal their whereabouts? Are they from the Three Mountains and Five Institutes, or from the Changbai sects? Are they even from the Tianchi Sword Sect? Suddenly, he forgot the original intention of his previous temptation, and shouted angrily and uneasily to the surviving subordinates who were cleaning up the mess:
"We've searched them all. Who are these?"
"Looking at the attire, it looks like he is a remnant of the Red Pants Party..."
"What do you mean, it seems, aren't there a few people who are still alive? Let's interrogate them on the spot. We must find out the origin..."
An Wuyi once again said angrily and uncharacteristically, and then turned into a low voice that only he could hear:
"How could those idiots from the Red Pants Party be so desperate to die?"
The next moment, as the tattered curtains were lowered, the car was filled with calm and round faces, and their petite bodies suddenly seemed to collapse. They asked Jiang Tian for instructions in a timid and dependent voice. :
"Ancestor, am I coping well?"
"That's right, then it's your turn to find some capable guards."
Jiang Tian couldn't help but touch his head as a reward, and it was so meaningful.
"Is my ancestor leaving me?"
But the little round-faced man could not help but clenched his fists and said in front of his chest:
"Of course not, it's just to provide a cover and excuse. Now that I've been exposed here, I naturally have to find a way to make peace, otherwise there will be more right and wrong in the future."
Jiang Tian ruffled her hair and said:
The little round face couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but it couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy. The progress in front of Jiang Tian's eyes also increased a lot, and it became:
"Task 2: Ensure that the key target survives for seventy-two hours, countdown 31:12, progress (81%). Slight deflection, energy collecting... 1.34+..."
"Ancestor, are there really hidden gods in this world?"
The little round face suddenly asked:
"How is this possible? Since the Ancestral Dragon's Jedi Heavenly Power, ghosts and gods have returned to their own places without disturbing each other. The spiritual energy in this world has gradually become thinner and extinct, and the magical powers that show the saints in front of people naturally no longer work, so that they are all regarded as The way of witchcraft and ghosts."
Jiang Tian did not hesitate to play as he pleased:
"Later on, even the so-called gods at that time, that is, the ancient Qi practitioners and alchemists who called for wind and rain, feasted on clouds and drank dew, had to gradually lose the methods left for future generations. And only some meaningless ones were left. It’s purely a ritual..."
"Then, where did these gods go?"
The little round face couldn't help but ask again:
"Naturally, I want to find a way to ascend and travel to another world. If I can't go there, I can only wait to escape from this world. When my life span is about to end, I will disappear from this world, so that all I have learned can return to heaven and earth."
However, Jiang Tian continued to deceive: Of course, the main reason is to prevent her from suddenly losing her mind and wanting to escape from reality and become a monk to practice.
"And I just suddenly felt that the wisp of spiritual thoughts and external incarnations that came in response to the breaking of the world were doomed and their power was destroyed, so there was only this ray of soul (projection) that could not be seen in front of others. )."
"But it's my own selfishness, does it affect my ancestor? I... just..."
The little round-faced man couldn't help but lost his voice when he heard this:
"No, no, you are an ant and you are still trying to survive. You are unwilling and resentful in your heart. What's wrong with wanting to live? This is why those people sacrificed their lives to try their best to keep you alive."
Jiang Tian continued quietly:
"It's just that the thoughts before death coincided with the induction of heaven and man, so I was able to break through the world and come to rescue for a while."
"Ancestor..."
The little round face seemed so moved that she was about to cry.
"I am just a ray of spiritual thought. Even if I lose it, it will just return to heaven and earth. But I will no longer be able to continue to witness and protect you... But in the final analysis, more things in the future will depend on how you do it." Think, how to do it.”
Jiang Tian said in a serious tone of relief (fudge):
"Is there a way to make our ancestors stay in this world for a little longer? Even if we make Man'er offer incense and show some filial piety..."
Then the little round face said with tears:
"Don't think too much, everything in the world has its own time, not to mention my mere ray of divine thoughts?"
Jiang Tian paused for a moment before giving a meaningful inoculation and foreshadowing:
"As long as the matter is successfully resolved, it will have its own place to come and go. Besides, incense is poisonous and contains too many selfish desires of the world. It has no benefit or ties to me."
"Standing on the present and doing what you can do is the most practical practice."
"Then I dare to ask my ancestor, what is the situation like in the world you came from?"
The little round face that regained its composure asked like a curious baby:
"Of course, it is a prosperous and prosperous realm where human beings use the power of heaven and earth to achieve all kinds of great power and power, such as moving mountains and filling seas, reaching up to the sky to embrace the moon, and walking among the stars."
Jiang Tian couldn't help but show some kind of nostalgic look.
At least the lunar probe had succeeded before he came, and the deep-sea probe had returned from the Mariana Trench. Although there are still some unsatisfactory aspects, everyone on the Internet is already openly looking forward to the bright future in which a community with a shared future for mankind will enter the journey of the stars and the sea. .
"..."
And after listening to Jiang Tian's description of the imperial weapon crossing the sky (flying an aircraft), making thousands of tons of fine steel (cruise ship) travel across the ocean without wind, taking the earth's springs from the Nine Netherworld to evolve all things (petrochemical industry), and grabbing the essence of the sun and the moon. After seeing all the ingenuity (solar energy) in various situations, the little round face was even more fascinated, and inexplicably shocked, unable to speak for a long time.
