The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

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The roar of the fish-shaped monster suddenly became louder and louder, and their figures receded slightly, and the next round of attacks was about to begin.

Solo couldn't wait any longer, and with a shake of his hands, countless paper spells appeared in his hands.

But at this moment, at the position where Zhao Xiaohua was, a terrifying coercion suddenly swept to the four directions, and the aura seemed to be waking up from a sleeping dragon.

Where the terrifying coercion passed, the black shadow uttered fear and despair and melted like ice and snow, disappearing without a trace.

Solo paused slightly, but in the end he didn't spill the spell, and at the same time, a look of surprise appeared on his face, another martial saint in China was about to be born!

As the terrifying aura of Mr. Zhao swept across the four directions, the shadow of the fish-shaped monster outside the cave suddenly stopped, the bloody light in his eyes suddenly dimmed, and then turned around and disappeared outside the cave.

Horrified ghosts screamed loudly, hula la... In the end, all the weirdness disappeared, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sky was full of stars...

The snow in the cave dwellings is disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, not melting but disappearing without a trace.

The wind is light and the clouds are talking, the sky is full of stars, and the warm spring breeze is blowing gently in the old course of the Yellow River at night, like a lover's hand, gently stroking the whole body, what a pleasant spring night.

Grassworm’s voice came back again, softly and lowly. Everything just seemed to be just a dream. When I dreamed back at midnight, everything was as usual...

However, Mr. Zhao still has a terrifying aura all over his body, but it is a little unstable. He has just broken through, and he still needs a period of time to consolidate...

Bai Xue and Tang Ling had already jumped off Solo's body, looking at everything in front of them in surprise, the lights seemed to have softened.

The two women glanced at Solo in surprise. Solo made a motion of silence, and looked up at the cave. If the cracks, big and small, were not still there, I couldn't believe what happened just now.

Solo walked gently to the kang, turned off the two lights, and the cave was plunged into darkness again. Solo winked at the two women, then walked out of the cave with high legs , the two women also carefully followed out of the cave.

The snow covered the river outside has long since disappeared like an illusion, and the hot wind from the old course of the Yellow River outside does not make the night here much cooler.

The heart is still cold, but the body has become hot. What could be more pleasant than living under the stars?

The terrifying aura emanating from Mr. Zhao's whole body has been withdrawn from his body, and the aura has gradually become more peaceful, giving people a feeling of wanting to worship.

It seems that the Martial Saint has indeed surpassed the scope of ordinary people. With his own breath, he can be invulnerable to all evils, and has a certain lethality against those dirty things.

Martial arts are extremely high, and techniques are close to Taoism.

Solo and the three women sat quietly in the courtyard of the cave dwelling, feeling the night wind in the wild, listening to the chirping of grass insects and the sound of gurgling water, and their hearts were silent.

The sound of running water?

The three of them looked at each other subconsciously, and they all saw horror in each other's eyes, and suddenly turned their heads to look down at the old course of the Yellow River.

What I saw just now was still a dry riverbed, but at this moment, the ancient Yellow River road is full of light and gold, the clear yellow water flows slowly from west to east, and the sky full of stars jumps on the water.

The three of them looked at each other again, and they all got considerable answers from each other's eyes. What they saw was real, not illusory.

wow wow wow...

ah... ah... y... y...

But at this moment, the sound of walking on the water and the girl's singing suddenly sounded in the ancient Yellow River Road. The sound of walking on the water seemed to have existed, and the girl's soft humming sounded in the hearts of the three, as if it had existed in ancient times.

The humming without any lyrics seemed to have been sung in the hearts of the three of them for countless years. The feeling of deja vu in childhood was not abrupt, as if it existed, but it made people creepy.

At the end of the ancient Yellow River Road where the singing sounded, a row of young girls came wading naked in black bodies. The girls had graceful figures and long hair hanging down to their waists like a waterfall.

Arm in arm, with a basket on their backs, they walked side by side in the flood water, their bare feet seemed to be sensing something.

Occasionally, a girl would bend down, pick up a crystal stone or a yellow-orange gold nugget from the water under her feet, throw it into the back basket, and then move forward again...

Every time the girl picks up a piece of gold and stone, there will be a gong sound in the empty ancient road of the Yellow River.

Bai Xue and Tang Ling looked at Solo in shock, because the two women's screams in the cave earlier had caused terrible consequences, so this time they were questioning Solo with their eyes.

Solo didn't seem to show too much horror at the strange phenomenon in front of him. He also told the two women about his years of research on Chinese history:

The Yellow River is the most troublesome river in China, and it is also the long river with the most strange events in China.In the Yellow River, there is nothing impossible, only unexpected, nothing impossible.

There are too many unknown secrets hidden under the tens of meters deep riverbed of the Yellow River Ancient Trail.These secrets contain too many taboos, too many weirdnesses, so weird that people can hardly believe it.

"Yellow River disaster in nine years in ten years".

The Yellow River diverted, and the overwhelming yellow water rolled in, engulfing grain fields, people and animals, villages, cities, and even covering periods of little-known history under the sand.

Until now, the dating of Chinese history in certain time periods can only be based on speculation, not fact.

But history has memory, no one can deny that, sooner or later those weird things will be the best proof of history...

The Yellow River flooded for thousands of years and destroyed many dynasties and cities. As far as Kaifeng is concerned, it is a city of "city upon city".

There are six ancient cities stacked underground, with a history of more than 3000 years, the change of seven dynasties, and a picture of the river during the Qingming Festival, which outlines the prosperity and prosperity of Bianjing in the Northern Song Dynasty.

"Tokyo Menghualu" written by Meng Yuanlao in the Song Dynasty makes people can't help but sigh the old city of Kaifeng in the Northern Song Dynasty, wishing to be in it and feel the prosperity and preciousness of ancient luxury.

The Yellow River has brought down the prosperity of the past, and the city of Kaifeng has declined to an ordinary place. "Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it." Kaifeng's "city upon city" is the best proof that a period of history is buried under the Yellow River.

Summarizing the rise and fall of Kaifeng City for thousands of years, that is: success is also the Yellow River, and failure is also the Yellow River.Throughout the 3000-year development history of Kaifeng City, it is inseparable from the fact that the word "river" has declined several times.

As a city, Kaifeng's first glorious period in history was Daliang City, the capital of Wei during the Warring States Period.At the time

King Wei Hui was the first to choose Kaifeng to build his capital because it has the aura of an emperor and the dragon veins.

Not long after Wei Hui Wang moved his capital to Daliang, he organized a large number of manpower to dig an artificial canal nearby, which is the famous gap in history...