Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

Yu Ji put her palm in Luo Wei's.

"Please give me more advice." Luo Wei yawned.

Yu Ji snorted: "Although it's annoying, I'll still guide you, don't worry."

The wind is clear and the air is bright, the sun is shining, and above the sky, a star is shining.

Chu land.

After the turmoil passed, everything seemed to calm down, the people who died in the disaster were collected, and the sadness spread invisible, and then gradually healed with the passage of time.

Ordinary people's lives are always lost in the wind and sun. The only difference is that the entire mainland of China has a little more talk because of the previous incident.

"However, on that day, the sky and the earth were dark, and the thousands of miles away were suddenly dark, and the sound of the drums fell in everyone's ears. Everyone was panicked, but they saw a black and strange sun floating in the sky to summon..."

"At the right time, the East Sea rises, pours into the great river and enters Shenzhou, the clouds are like the sea, and a morning sun rises..."

"But there is a person who comes with a sword, sweeps away the storm, and cuts off the endless night—"

"His name is Donghua Dijun, the lord of the vast East China Sea, and the Fusang Emperor who controls the water and air circulation of the three realms of heaven, earth and man."

Inns, taverns, and businessmen from south to north stop here. This place can be called the most developed place for news circulation from all over the world. At this moment, some people are also speaking on stage, weaving the stories that happened before into strategies.

That is the 'novelist' among the various schools of thought, whose main business is to record folk street talk and make up various stories to spread to the world.

It is a family opposite to historians. Historians only record official history, while novelists tell more about market gossip.

They can be seen the most in this bustling place with lights and festoons.

The novelist stood on the stage, and what he said also stirred up waves at the same time.

Someone stood up and said, "I've heard about this incident too. I have a friend who was a participant in it. He was scared to death, but fortunately he survived..."

"That friend of yours is yourself, right?" Someone laughed out loud.

"Nonsense, nonsense, how could it be me..." The man blushed.

"Emperor Donghua is the God of Zhengshuo, Master Xun of Jixia Academy also mentioned this matter."

"The God of Zhengshuo is still an orthodox immortal!"

"..."

There are many opinions on the forum, and there is an endless stream of discussions.

But they didn't know that the person they were talking about was sitting beside them.

"It sounds quite powerful." Someone in the side room showed a sly smile: "I was thinking, what would happen if I made up your story into a strategy?"

The beautiful girl blinked her vermilion eyes, seeming to harbor malicious intentions: "I will record that the majestic Emperor Donghua actually stole the hibiscus tree from a local fairy..."

"If you can write, so can I." Luo Wei reminded: "And the hibiscus tree was originally owned by the sun god Xihe, and since the fairy god left, it has become a thing without an owner."

"You just stayed there for hundreds of years..."

"So what?" Yu Ji looked over.

"I just want to say, you haven't become the owner of the hibiscus tree after sleeping for hundreds of years, so don't talk about such things in the future." Luo Wei said earnestly: "I'm doing this for your own good, after all... .It's embarrassing, isn't it?"

"..."

Yu Ji wanted to run away instantly, but considering that there were people around, the girl took a deep breath and suppressed her unhappiness.

"But it's true. For hundreds of years, time and events have passed, and a generation of dynasties have been changed." Luo Wei stared at the drinks on the table in front of him.

Drink seven cups full of wine from different countries of Qin, Chu, Qi, Yan, Zhao, Wei, and Han.

There was the Western Zhou Dynasty, and then the Western Zhou Dynasty was destroyed, and the Eastern Zhou Dynasty continued the national destiny, but because of the weakness of the Zhou Emperor, he was bullied by other countries. The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period were two annual rings. Now that the Zhou Dynasty has been destroyed, there are only seven people left on this table glass of wine.

Rowe smiled.

Yu Ji frowned, thinking he was joking that she only knew how to sleep.

But he didn't want Luo Wei to get up directly, without giving Yu Ji a chance to blow his hair: "Okay, it's time to go."

Yu Ji was stunned for a moment, then hummed and stood up.

"Where do you want to go next?"

"I've traveled all over the six countries, so let's go to places I haven't been to..."

"Going that far again? It's so annoying—"

Yu Ji puffed up her cheeks, as if dissatisfied.

But he followed closely.

It has actually been a while since the previous battle in Chu State. During this time, she and Luo Wei traveled through the six kingdoms in Hangu Pass, and saw a lot of scenery.

Although the Qin State dominates now, the Qin sword coming out of the east has long been feared by all countries in the world.

However, in these many countries, there are still many talented people who are desirable.

Heirs of hundreds of schools of thought, rangers from the land of Yanzhao...Unfortunately, no other ghosts from the Six Heavens were found.

It seems to stem from the lack of timing.

Today, I have drunk the fine wines of the six countries.

There is only one country left.

Luo Wei and Yu Ji left the bustling inn and tavern, but they were still talking about what happened.

A misty drizzle suddenly fell outside the window.

Someone looked up suddenly, only to find two figures drifting away side by side in the drizzle.

The rain is like crisp.

The city is full of wind and rain.

In a trance, there is a fairy shadow going away.

The man turned his head again and saw that the hall was full of people, but no one noticed it.

...

"After hiding for so long, it's time to come out."

In the city, in the deep alley under the wind and rain, two people in front and one behind each held an umbrella, but Luo Wei suddenly stopped and looked sideways at the back.

Yu Ji was also taken aback.

Then she looked towards the direction Rovi was looking at...

"Ahaha, have you been discovered? As expected of all the immortals!" Next to it, a crisp voice with a little alcohol resounded from the corner of the street where the drizzle was falling.

Yu Ji woke up suddenly, is there anyone?

There doesn't seem to be any hostility, though.

While she felt a little relieved, she suddenly became vigilant.

The other party approached, but why didn't I find any sign of it?

Is she really lazy to this extent?

Yu Ji fell into deep thought.

Luo Wei didn't seem surprised at all, after all, the other party's existence couldn't be hidden from him at all: "There is nothing in this rain that can hide from me."

"Hahaha, that's true." The man laughed a few times and shook the wine gourd in his hand.

The sky light shone through the dark clouds, reflecting the white long sleeves. This is a man dressed as a "swordsman" with a long sword on his back. His black hair is rolled up and carved with white flowers. The face is open, the front of the open chest is slightly undulating, and the hem of the waist with belt loops is swaying, revealing a pair of straight and healthy white thighs.

A swordsman, moreover, a girl swordsman.

Although she doesn't hold an umbrella, an invisible 'spiritual power' is shrouded all over her body... The magic formula woven by the spiritual power shields all wind and rain from the outside.

"My lord, Jingke...have met...Emperor Donghua...have admired his name for a long time, hiccup..."

Luo Wei didn't hide his own existence, as long as he cultivated a little, he could discover his identity.

It is hidden in the world like all living beings, but it always shows itself to attract 'firepower'.

However, it seemed that the swordsman girl named Jing Ke was not restrained because of Luo Wei's seemingly unattainable realm.

With a thought in his mind, Luo Wei said, "It is said that there are many generous and tragic singers in the land of Yanzhao... I have also admired Jing Ke's name for a long time."

"Long-awaited? Aha, the emperor also heard that his name is taboo?" Jing Ke grinned and shook his head.

Of course Luo Wei knew her, but not in this world, but in the previous textbooks.

Jing Ke stabbed the King of Qin like thunder.

But without waiting for Luo Wei to respond, Jing Ke responded self-consciously: "That's right, the immortal king knows the world with a single thought, and it's only natural to know."

"Speaking of which, being able to meet the emperor is also due to fate." Jing Ke said: "Will you go to the meeting with me?"

Go to a meeting?

"Go to a... hiccup, Shenzhou event—"

Boom!

Among the dark clouds hovering, the thunder continued to roar.

State of Qi, in Xu Fu's mansion.

"Huh!? Is it really Dijun? Did Dijun, Dijun also come to the land of Shenzhou?" Xu Fu, a girl with a square hat swaying from side to side and half covered by black hair, looked at the girl in front of her with excitement. The figure, she was sitting on the ground, her legs wrapped in black silk couldn't help rubbing them together, her face flushed with excitement.

Opposite her, a maid who came forward to report couldn't help coughing: "Miss, that's not the point, the point is the letter, it's a letter from Qin Zhongche Mansion Zhao Gao..."

"That's not important, the important thing is the emperor, the emperor!" Xu Fu's face was full of excitement, and his hands were opened wide.

"..."

"Cough, what did you say in the letter?" Seemingly aware of his 'gaffe', Xu Fu coughed softly, but his delicate face was still flushed.

Fortunately, the maid had already known about her young lady's strangeness.

So she just slowly took out the letter and opened the casing, but for a moment, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"What, what's wrong?" Xu Fu was a little confused.

The maid said in a low voice: "Miss, this is... Qin Wangzheng's letter to Emperor Donghua."

"King Qin, for the emperor!?" Xu Fu slightly widened his eyes