Quickly wear the big man's hand to tear up the white-eyed wolf

Wei An followed Mr. Xi Huan, who was rumored to have divine skills, and looked down at the hand that was as intact as ever.

These hands were originally broken fingers.

The lost thumb is right on the right hand at the moment.

The magical scene of that day sounded in my mind again.

He remembered that the voice told him, to the southwest, the largest territory.

At that time, he was cornered and was being chased and killed, and the hint of the magic realm did not care.

But the voice of the Dao said, your life is in the southwest, go find a man named Xi Jun, he will bring your life to the right track.

Wei An is really cornered.

And he is a dying man, and there is really nothing to fear.

He called the divine realm that appeared in front of him the manifestation of God in a desperate situation.

It is the blessing of the ancestors, the mercy of the people of God.

It was he who was undesperate.

Therefore, Wei An followed the instructions of the voice and walked into a dark passage.

When he appeared in the sunlight again, an old man with white hair stood behind him with a smile.

The man called himself Nishiki.

Wei An still felt incredible.

More than ten fatal injuries on his body were actually healed!

The severed finger is reborn, and the evil wound is healed.

This can only be done by God and man.

Wei An lowered his hand and followed closely behind Xi Jian.

"Wei An,"

Xi Jun's voice sounded slowly.

Wei An hurriedly stepped forward a few steps and asked respectfully: "Sir, An is here."

"In the future, your name will be Anwei."

Wei An was stunned, and then nodded: "An listens to Mr. An." The

two walked for another quarter of an hour.

People along the way, when they see Xi Huan, they will nod and say hello.

"Mr. Nishiki, the wadi you gave me has been scioned and is growing very well."

"Mr. Nishiki, the stem potato you sent to the old body more than a month ago has been planted, the fruit is not large, but the amount is extremely large, and the old body carries one with him, you see."

The stooped old man took out a baby's fist-sized, oval, brown fruit from the bamboo basket and gave it to the sluggish.

Xi Huan smiled and took the taro and handed it to An Wei: "The planting is excellent, it can be wrapped in the belly, old man, you can grant this law to relatives and friends." The

old man was affirmed and overjoyed: "Mr. Xie Xihua for his life-saving food, the old man has thanked you on behalf of the people." No

one responded.

The old man got up.

Where is Mr. Nishiki in front of you?

An Wei pinched the strange fruit in his hand puzzled, and brought it to the tip of his nose to smell, tasteless.

"The taro is from the Divine Domain, do you know why I took out this item?"

An Wei shook his head.

What he has seen and encountered recently is a strange thing that he has not heard of in more than ten years.

Guard's perception was shattered.

He was trying to accept things he hadn't seen.

Xi Jun flicked his sleeves, stepped out, and appeared ten meters away with Anwei.

Anwei has long been accustomed to this.

He was waiting for Mr. Nishiki's explanation.

"I came according to the heavens, and one day, I was sitting in the cave mansion cultivating Tuna, and I received a divine decree, saying that the trajectory of the world here has changed, a new Lord will come out, and a phoenix will come into the world."

An Wei suddenly raised his head and looked at Xi Qi: "Sir?

"And I ask you, the house of the people, is oppressed by the family?"

An Wei nodded.

"Daqing has been fighting for years, hundreds of wives and wives have been scattered, taxes are serious, families have annexed land, and the people are happy? Full or not?

An Wei nodded again.

"Your family has been a commoner for generations, no one can read and study as an official, when you are poor, female dependents are sold, and men are slaves, before you were a slave of the princess, because of the anger of the nobles, you had no choice but to escape as a dog, is it safe?"

An Wei clenched his fists, his forehead bruised.

"Tens of millions of civilians in Daqing are struggling, they can't turn over, they will be slaves for generations, and they will be farmers for generations, and they don't want to cross classes and become people?"

An Wei was shocked by Xi Jun's words.

It was as if something was disintegrating in his heart.

Although he didn't understand the class that Nishiki said, he really wanted to be a good person.

He has strength, knows martial arts, knows some art of war, and wants to be a hero in troubled times.

But all this was ruined in the Youyang Princess Mansion.

He is now a fugitive hunted down by the Princess Mansion.

He thought, he thought, An

Wei had a fire in his heart.

He looked at Nishiki excitedly.

"Sir, where should I go?"

Xi Huan stopped, looked into the distance, and said with a smile: "Here, you and I are going." "

What? What is the gentleman talking about?

An Wei followed Xi Jun's line of sight and looked into the distance.

There was a team of people heading towards the two.

Looking at the costume, when it is a person in the official house.

"Ugh!"

"Sir, I,"

An Wei nervously pulled out the big knife at his waist, subconsciously wanting to escape.

Xi Huan pressed his hand: "Relaxed, no one knows you, even your former master is here, and he can't know you."

An Wei touched his face.

Yes, his face is only two points similar to before.

No one knew him.

The group quickly came to the two of them.

The middle-aged man at the head holds a feather fan and a long beard and green shirt.

Xi Huan treated it indifferently, standing in front of the chariot and smiling lightly: "The meaning of the eldest princess, Xi Lingzhi." Several

of the advisers in the carriage looked at each other, and there was amazement in their eyes.

The three-machine strategist shook the feather fan in his hand and jumped off the rut.

He saluted Xi Huan: "Mr. Xi Hui is really a god and a man, the master asked me to wait to come and pick you up, you actually knew in advance, a certain eye-opener!" Several

other people got out of the car one after another to greet each other.

An Wei followed behind Xi Huan, and for the first time in his life, he felt the courtesy from the powerful advisers.

It's a wonderful feeling.

Several people hugged Xi Jun into Princess Shurongchang's fief mansion.

The two lived in the house and treated them as guests.

Empress Zheng's brother, Zheng Jun, received Mr. Xi Huan on a clear day.

Since then, Mr. Nishi has become a member of the strange art of Zheng Fuzhong.

The people who secretly spied on Zheng Mansion disdainfully laughed.

This queen's brother really has no ambition.

Idle and drunk dreams of death, there is nothing to worry about.

But An Wei was shocked.

Although I had never met Empress Zheng before.

But I have also heard of Empress Zheng's jealous name.

It is also said that Empress Zheng's brother is a violent person, without ink in his head, and is a disist of wine bags and rice bags.

It can be seen that he talked with Mr. Nishiki, and he knew that the rumors were biased.

When Mr. Xi Huan asked Zheng Jun to accept him as a young general, An Wei was quite looking forward to it.

Subsequently, An Wei became a junior general in the Zheng family army and was given the name Zheng Anwei.

Xi Huan now told Zheng Anwei: "Your sister doesn't need to worry, she has noble people to help, she is very comfortable, you can rest assured to serve Zheng Jiajun, raise the army for a thousand days, use the army for a while, you can't let me down." "

Zheng Anwei is very energetic.

There was a twinkle in the eyes.

In 165 years of Daqing Xuande, the northwest wilderness invaded.

The Son of Heaven Mozisi again conscripted troops and gathered an army of 300,000 to annihilate the enemy 150,000 in one fell swoop.

The loss of 250,000 soldiers.

In the same year, Daqing lasted two months of drought.

Rivers dry up in many places, fields dry up, and water sources are cut off.

The people did not harvest, seven counties in the southwest and three counties in the south, and the number of displaced people surged.

At the same time, the barbarians of the Northwest Frontier attacked again.

Natural and man-made disasters have made the people miserable.

But there is only one place where the people can wrap their stomachs and live in peace.

The place is called Fengdu.

It is the fiefdom of Princess Shurong.

The number of displaced people increased, and the counties began to reorganize their armies to fight the displaced people.

Only Fengdu, with Empress Zheng's personal decree, Princess Shurong Chang issued a summoning decree.

It aims to receive displaced people from all walks of life, and contribute a small amount of strength to the celebration, the Son of Heaven, and the people.

As soon as this move came out, everyone knew that Empress Zheng was a well-deserved mother of the country.

In the court, Mozisi was erected to a high place by officials of Princess Shurongchang, and openly and secretly signaled to the emperor to reward Princess Shurongchang and the empress.

Mozisi was dissatisfied.

What is the queen trying to do?

Princess Shurong, what is this trying to do?

Empty him this emperor?

Mozisi's eyes were deep.

Sure enough, the dictatorship of foreign qi should be chopped!