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Chen Tang didn't want to mention it, but Kang Shi didn't open the pot of the pot.

"Jimo Langjun means that the master does not need to be like that to protect Wuhui?" As long as the master asks Jimo Qiu to finish the remaining half of the sentence, his master's action is too strong and he will not give Jimo Qiu a chance to say the complete sentence.

Jimo Qiu blinked: "Can you say this?"

"Shut up, I won't think you are mute."

It seemed that he noticed that the Lord was a little angry and embarrassed. Kang Shi stopped his mouth with great eyesight, so as not to attract a fat beating.

He pulled the topic to Chu Yao.

"Time doesn't wait for anyone, please help from Mr. Jimo."

Chen Tang's attention was indeed successfully diverted.

"Do I need to prepare anything?"

"Your Highness only needs to hold Yuan Shuyi and keep his mind firm. Remember who you are doing what you are doing, and don't get lost."

The virtual dreams constructed by the perfect ritual are different from ordinary dreams. The latter is just a simple brain activity, while the former contains the power of the laws of this small world, and those who enter the game are limited. Once you are addicted, you will probably stay there forever.

Oh, it's dead.

Chen Tang wrote down: "Okay, let's start now."

Cook the raw rice before others arrived. Although she would not give up the idea of ​​entering the game, it would be a bad feeling to watch someone who cares about her and cares about her safety.

Chen Tang had a very good understanding of the ministers in his account.

When Qi Shan heard the news, he knew that this situation was not good at all. He almost fought with Kang Shi: "Don't you stop him?"

Kang Shi was angry: "If I could stop him, could I make Gu Wangchao come early and come by chance?"

Why does Gu Chi never forget his "three wives"?

Isn’t this guy just a step slower but wants to be the one who comes from behind. His current status depends entirely on him fighting and robbing him and returning his words?

It would be better to expect Kang Shi to stop Chen Tang than to expect Qi Shan to come early! Perhaps he could have a cry, make a fuss and hang himself, let the Lord choose between him and Chu Yao, and solve the century-old problem of "If my mother and I fall into the water, who will you save first?"

What did Kang Shi use to stop him?

Put the sword across your neck and force her to death?

A half-word can make the Lord break the defense, and she can run to the world with one arrow, pointing to the sky and curse the earth, and look like she is overturning the table.

Qi Shan was so angry that his fingers trembled.

I wish I could destroy my relatives for justice.

Chen Tang naturally didn't know that it was already a mess outside. After a strong sense of weightlessness, a sweet fragrance of flowers mixed with the smell of earth lingered in the tip of her nose. She slowly opened her eyes and gradually adapted to the light, and then she found herself standing on a strange field ridge.

There are gorgeous flower fields that cannot be seen from all directions.

"Where is no darkness?"

Walking along the ridge of the field, there was no sign of Chu Yao.

Just as she was getting more and more anxious, a piece of white paper slowly drifted down, with a few lines of words written in beautiful handwriting.

【The one who picks up one of the flowers here is the one that you like most.】

【That is the day you expect.】

【Remember--】

[The flowers are vast and the flowers are numerous and the branches are numerous. Only one of them is the correct explanation for the king. If you choose it wrong, you will be in a state of endless disaster.]

Chen Tang went back and forth several times, sucking in a cold air: "... This is not a lot of flowers, but it is almost the same... Ten thousand acres of flowers, ten thousand acres of flowers, and every flower grows very much... It is also stipulated that only one flower can be picked. Isn't this sincerely embarrassing people? No, what about the standard for picking flowers? The right to interpret belongs to the organizer?"

In Shen Tang's opinion, this perfect ceremony is no different from being a hooligan.

The situation is stronger than others, and Wuhui is still in his hands. He can only pinch his nose and study the small notes carefully, hoping to find out the key to breaking the situation from just a few words. But no matter how she studies it, this is just a piece of ordinary paper, without easter eggs.

Helplessly, she could only change her mind.

Start with flowers in the field.

"Looking horizontally and vertically, you will be the most ordinary flowers..."

Chen Tang didn't dare to reach out to touch any of the flowers here, for fear that these flowers would touch the flowers, and even more afraid that the "sponsor" would play word games. Touching them with her hands would be considered as picking them: "There is no special scent of the odor."

"Damn!"

As soon as he approached one of them, the white light was dazzling, and his feet were empty, and the strong sense of falling was soaring into the sky. Chen Tang forced himself to suppress his self-rescue instinct to grab something until his feet felt real again.

"This is... Xiaocheng?"

She was standing under a war-ridden wall.

A stone plaque [Xiaocheng] hung directly above the city gate.

Perhaps because of the war, the city was depressed and the population was sparse, and the city gate was not carefully investigated. Chen Tang held one person and led him into the city. The layout of the city was quite similar to Xiaocheng in my long-standing memory. She looked for people everywhere to find out the location of Yuehua Tower.

"Yuehua Tower?"

"I haven't heard of it."

"There is no place in the city called Yuehualou."

Several people answered the same answer.

"No? Yuehua Tower is a male Fengxiang Gu's House. It is said that it is quite famous locally." Chen Tang got the other party's look of contempt or looking at him as soon as he finished speaking. He seemed to be curious that such a young and beautiful girl actually has such a hobby.

Some kind-hearted people also pointed out the areas where the brothels and Chu Pavilions gathered in the city.

You may find it there.

Chen Tang followed the guidance and gave up his thoughts at a glance - she remembered that Xiaocheng vigorously developed color business, and more than half of the valuable commercial areas were converted into Nanfeng Pavilion, but the place in her memory is now an old residential area.

Another person was pulled to ask about the country and year number here.

Passers-by shrank his neck in fear, as if Chen Tang asked a terrifying question: "Where is there any country name or year number?"

This place is already the territory of the warlords surnamed Chu.

"Chu's surname? What's the name?"

"How can we little people know the names of big names?"

The common people in the market were extremely afraid of these warlords, and Chen Tang found out after asking around. The warlord Chu family here, whose lord was named Chu Jie, was once a remnant of Chu. After the country was destroyed, he supported each other with his brother Chu Yao, and started from scratch to create a family business.

"Chu Yao? Chu Wuhui?"

Good news, there is Chu Yao in this world.

Bad news, this Chu Yao is not that Chu Yao.

Chen Tang decided to meet this person.

When I found out about the recent military operation of the Chu warlord, Chen Tang pawned his property and bought an old mule for transportation and chased him. Don’t ask her why she didn’t look for a motorcycle. This world seems to be a normal ancient feudal background, with no meteorites from the sky that changed the world pattern, and no supernatural powers such as literary and military courage.

Chen Tang went to find him for half a month.

"It's really easy for me to find!"

The half-month wind slept in the open and fed the mosquitoes completely exhausted her patience. No matter what the important military camps are, the common people are not allowed to approach. She folded a stick as thick as an arm, then sharpened both ends, and rushed to the military camp: "Let Chu Wuhui come out to see me!"

"You dare to call the military advisor's name directly?"

The guards of the camp stepped forward to stop him. As soon as they said that, they either got kicked by Chen Tang or were swung in the back of their heads. They had a dizzy relationship with the land under their feet. After a meeting, four or five people fell to the ground, which was a move that could have stabbed the hornet's nest.

The soldiers of the sentry tower bent their bows and arrows, and an arrow hit them.

Chen Tang either dodges or knocks them away directly, step by step as if he is entering a no-man state: "Let Chu Wuhui come out to see me!"

She is not afraid of hidden arrows, and she is not afraid of swords and guns.

Even if the seven or eight great men join forces, they can't suppress her one-arm strength.

Soldier:"……"

What kind of monster is this?

As more and more soldiers fell to the ground and wailed, Chen Tang's clothes were just slightly dirty, and the soldiers' eyes gradually became frightened. One hundred people were defeated in front of Chen Tang, and no one dared to step forward.

Chen Tang repeated the third time.

"Let Chu Wuhui come out to see me!"

"Or, I'll call in and meet him."

The soldier did not dare to look down on him, so he turned around and went straight to the camp to submit the news. After about a quarter of an hour, the rapid sound of horse hooves came from far and near. Chen Tang raised his eyebrows and looked at the middle-aged man on the horse's back.

He was wearing a Confucian shirt, his temples were slightly white, and fine lines had already appeared at the corners of his eyes.

This is Chu Yao, who was in his forties that Chen Tang had never seen before.

Although Chu Yao, who she was familiar with, had gray hair, her appearance always maintained a youthful attitude of twenty-seven or eight. This Chu Yao was weathered and had a varnished look, his eyes were full of deep plans. No matter how mature he was, he was even stranger: "Is it Chu Wuhui?"

The middle-aged man tightened the reins and turned over and dismounted.

As soon as he received news, a fierce man from outside the camp who was fighting a hundred people, and he rushed in unreasonablely and overturned more than 300 people along the way. Not only was he very skilled in close proximity, but he was even more skillful in bowing. He grabbed the archer's big bow and shot through the red tassels of the general's helmet 300 meters away with one arrow, scaring the soldiers to death, and almost rolled and crawled over to bring reinforcements. It should be noted that the halberd shot at the gate was only more than 200 points!
To be continued...