A Million Possible

Feng Zheng walked in the barren field, not like a person, but a ghost.

The dynasty was in late autumn, but there was no food in the farmland below, except for weeds, but weeds.

His wounds were still bleeding from outside, first dyed his clothes and pants, and then dyed red with the dead weeds that had moved between his legs, adding a bloody bright color to the monotonous mountains.

He wears shoes tanned with beast fur, gray trousers, and a soft inner armor on his upper body. There are several large gaps in the upper body, which are wounded by swords. Some are new, some are old, almost torn apart, and can be seen vaguely. The flesh and blood inside.

He has no weapons in his hands, his steps are heavy, and one is not old, but the blood on his weather-beaten face covers his true face, his eyes are also hazy, his expression is desperate and sad, and a little numb.

The air was a bit damp and cold. It rained two days ago and the ground was not completely dry. At this time, both shoes were covered with thick yellow mud, making it more difficult for him to walk. He didn't even know that he was going to go. Where to go, just move forward instinctively.

At the battle in Hanoi, as the leader of this army formation, he did a great job. Seeing that victory is imminent, he never expected the dynasty heavy cavalry to emerge. Now thinking about it, there should be an omission in intelligence. Strictly speaking, the culpability is not He, but when thinking about the division of Hanoi, the Qingzhou king's ardent expectations for his own, and the confidants who covered himself during the defeat, Feng Zheng couldn't help but feel sad.

However, he soon tried to cheer himself up. He clearly realized that he must rush back to the main army as soon as possible, and put the situation back on this side, including the failure of the Hanoi prefecture to fight for the province, as well as the forces of the dynasty. This is extremely critical intelligence, and reporting back one minute early or one minute later may greatly affect the situation of the battle.

Thinking about this, he began to work hard to calm down, first to figure out where he was, but as soon as he moved his brain, his brain was dizzy, and he fell into the field with a plop, and passed out into a coma.

The autumn wind blew.

After a while, a hunter-like man who had been watching from a distance walked cautiously. He was still holding a hunting knife tightly in his hand. Obviously he had been observing from a distance for a long time, waiting to confirm Feng Zheng. I was in a coma, so I took a closer look at it boldly.

When he could see the "green" on Feng Zheng's uniform, he couldn't help but startled slightly, and then a struggling expression appeared on his face. After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and carried Feng Zheng up, and then took it with him. He quickly walked to a small village not far away.

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About half an hour after they left, a team of about a dozen cavalry arrived.

They were dressed in the official and army costumes of the Dayan Dynasty and looked cold and anxious.

"The blood is going over there! There are footprints of two people!"

A cavalry went down to check, reported, and immediately pointed to the village. The officer immediately reined in and said, "Go!"After that, a group of more than ten rides, riding horses along the nearby path towards the small village.

This village is very small, with only about a dozen households. A farmer happened to pass by with firewood at the entrance of the village. When he saw a group of shining soldiers and horses suddenly appeared in front of him, he was completely scared to move.

Just listen to the officer headed sitting on the horse, with the long sword in his hand unsheathed, and sternly shouted: "Did you see a stranger?"

The farmer's legs were trembling, the firewood in his hand was scattered on the ground, and he fell to his knees under the strong murderous intent, and he stubbornly pointed to a house in the village.

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After a while, all the young and old in the village were gathered on the threshing ground. There are not many adults in the village. Most of them are elderly women and children. The village is small and the army is very powerful. It only takes a little intimidation to find the rescued back to the village. Feng Zheng, and the hunter.

"Unconscious!"

A cavalry drew Feng Zheng, who was in a coma, over and said.

The leading officer looked overjoyed and captured the enemy generals. This was a great achievement. The joy between his eyebrows could not be concealed. He immediately said, "Bring it on!"

Seeing his subordinates tied up Feng Zheng and tied up on the horse's back, the officer looked around the others, his eyes flashing, wondering what he was thinking about.

Suddenly, he sneered and walked to the hunter whose hands and feet had been discounted and thrown on the ground, facing the opponent's bitter eyes, stab the center nest with a knife to kill him, and then coldly glanced at the chilling villagers on the threshing ground:

"To protect the anti-thief, and to punish it according to the national law! What else do you have to say, even if the nine tribes are implicated?"

After being intimidated by the military officers, few villagers panicked. Most farmers in Hanoi Prefecture used to farm, and they were still short-sighted in the countryside during this era. Most people have never traveled outside the county boundary in their entire lives. Not to mention the state capital.

At this moment, a group of villagers knelt down one after another, praying anxiously, and some of them spit at the dead hunter angrily, trying hard to pick themselves out.

The officer stood with a knife, the expression on his face becoming more cold and gloomy: "You don't know? I think you are afraid that you are an accomplice of the Qingzhou anti-thief! Come on! Quickly slay these anti-thief!"

Hearing this, the rest of the cavalry behind them all smiled. After being in the army for a long time, they naturally understood that the commander was planning to gain a lot of military exploits. The battle in Hanoi had just happened, and then he was rewarded by his merits, although Feng Zheng has already been captured. The harvest is not cheap, but no matter how small the mosquitoes are, they are still meat. Killing these villagers, cutting off their ears and heads, can always change some military exploits.

"No! Army Lord, we are not! We are not!"

The villagers became more and more apprehensive, but most of them did not even dare to escape. They just kept kowtow and prayed in their hearts for the protection of the gods and Buddhas. Suddenly, a villager finally jumped up and fled back first, but was shot by a feather arrow by the officers and soldiers. The right leg fell down, holding the leg up to the sky and screamed.

He only heard the killing intent on the threshing ground. At this moment, the wailing villager suddenly rounded his eyes, staring at the three strange objects floating down from the sky. When Qingna was three people, he almost forgot the pain: "People! Someone is flying in the sky!"

What?

The shout immediately stopped the movements of the officers in their hands. When they looked up, they saw three people slowly falling down in the dark sky with the help of a weird "giant umbrella".

The other party seemed to have noticed the movement here too, and consciously floated over, breaking fast, but for a moment, he shook off the "giant umbrella" in midair and chased directly to the ground.

"I'm going, what's the situation? Don't tell us that we have traveled to ancient times all at once..."

He Shu broke free from the parachute, got up, and immediately looked at these "indigenous people" with a look of surprise. He couldn't see clearly in the sky before. The three of them thought they were beings in another world, so they planned to come over and have a look, but never thought that these people were dressed in appearance. It is extremely similar to human beings, and only when you look closely, you will find a little difference in details.

"It seems that this planet is extremely similar to our world." Song Jun also looked around in surprise.

They don't understand these "indigenous" languages, but looking at the scene, they can guess a little bit or even more or less. As a modern person, there is something wrong in their eyes immediately.

However, considering that the specific situation is not clear, the two did not move cautiously.

Only Cheng Lin is fluent in language and understands roughly, his heart moved:

It seems that this era is not peaceful...

On the other side, both the officers and the villagers were suppressed by the three people who descended from the sky. The Age of Domination has been thousands of years, and people in this era always hold great fear for those who can fly into the sky.

Especially when reminiscent of some weird events that have frequently occurred in various places in recent years, this scene has aroused more associations.

As a result, even though the scene was deadlocked, He Shu walked up to the officers and tried to make gestures to ask about the situation, and finally there was a change. The cavalry who shot arrows before was probably frightened by He Shu’s movements, his hands trembled, and a feather. The arrow flew over and fell into the soil with a dub sound. He Shu's face changed a little, and he instinctively touched out the spirit soldier. Seeing this scene, the officer was frightened and fiercely angry. Wang Tongdang!"

Immediately issued an offensive instruction, a group of cavalry immediately urged their horses to wave their weapons, and rushed towards the three of them.

This scene immediately caused the villagers to shout in horror, and the three of Cheng Lin looked at each other, rather helpless.

It seems to have caused a misunderstanding.

Facing the people of Otherworld, the three of them have no psychological burden. He Shu glanced at Song Jun and said leisurely: "You come to me?"

"Do not talk nonsense."

Song Jun's face was stretched. As soon as his voice fell, a blue light surged around his body, and the squally wind blew around him. When Song Jun's ten lush white fingers looked forward, the armor of the cavalry in front of him disintegrated one after another, as if he had encountered countless sharp blades. He chopped and slashed, instantly becoming bloody, falling to the ground, inhuman form.

He Shu grinned, as if afraid that he could not get it, he hurriedly rushed into the cavalry array. The spirit sword in his hand was like a long stick, covered with reddish brilliance, and seemed to have infinite power. Smashing flying, his chest collapsed, life and death are unknown.

The whole battle was over almost in the blink of an eye.

The elite army of more than ten dynasties was destroyed, and the villagers opened their mouths wide and couldn't make a sound. After a while, one of them finally woke up like a dream and shouted: "Shangxian! See Shangxian!"

Amid the noise, Feng Zheng just opened his eyes and saw the scene where the two of them activated their abilities to kill the Quartet. Immediately, his chapped lips moved and his eyes lit up: "Go... Fairy?"

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A similar scene was staged throughout the Great Li Dynasty.

Under the action of the strong gravitational field, the cultivators of various countries that went to the Indian Ocean projection followed the "seamounts" one after another, then jumped into this strange planet, and then fell to the ground like a large dandelion blown by the wind.

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Outside a long military camp in Quang Ninh Prefecture, a group of soldiers stared at the cultivator falling from the sky, first in astonishment, and then bowed down to worship the immortal.

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Great departure from the country.

On a magnificent high platform for sacrifices in the suburbs, the dynasty monarchs and his officials gathered here to sacrifice to the heavens, petition to destroy the anti-thief, calm the world, and continue the royal orthodoxy.

But only to hear the gathering of dark clouds in the sky and the faint wind and rain, the officials were astonished, and they all looked up at the sky, and they saw dense and strange giant umbrellas floating, and they immediately gathered, all of them with weird looks, their hair, pupils, and skin color were different from ordinary people. "Demon" fell into the altar.

Seagod Bernard held the scepter, the water element condensed all over his body, he looked around, his eyes finally fell on the trembling "noble man" who was hiding under the table and was as fat as a pig.

"You are...human beings on this planet?"

No one can understand his language.

Bernard frowned, and a supernatural person came over behind him, splashed a radiance, and used the supernatural power to "translate".

Immediately, there was silence for two seconds, and the "nobleman" suddenly crawled out, tremblingly: "I...I am the emperor of Dali, see...you...no...see Shangxian!"

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In the 14th year of Yuanwu dynasty, the heaven and the earth moved greatly, and the immortals came to the world.

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