Zongwu: Two Thousand Years Later, I Will Be the Emperor of Heaven!

　　When the dust settled, two figures appeared in front of Ying Yu and Li Canghai.

　　First, he is wearing a fluffy black feather shawl with lines on the corners of his eyes. Even under the blue sky and daytime, he is still as unpredictable as night. Second, he wears a white sleeveless robe over a dark blue tights, which is as clear as the sky. Just as clean, as if untouched by any contamination.

　　One black and one white are supposed to be incompatible like the polar opposites of ice and fire, but their temperament is perfectly harmonious. If the yin and yang are connected to the Tai Chi fish, it is more like the black and white impermanence in the legendary underworld.

　　"what!"

　　As soon as they got out of trouble, the two masters in the realm of great masters glanced at each other and roared up to the sky in no particular order.

　　The roar full of profound skills echoed around the Tiandi Mountain, shattering countless misty white clouds, and even more inexplicable charm, attracting countless birds to gather.

　　"Quack quack!"

　　An unidentified crow converged on the head of the man in black and turned into a dark cloud.

　　"Wow!"

　　Birds such as sparrows, turtledoves, and eagles are led by the elegant young men in white, which are distinct from the crows attracted by men in black.

　　"Your Majesty, who are they?"

　　Ying Yu and Li Canghai witnessed the recovery of the two, and Ying Yu was nothing more than that. He had seen similar scenes countless times two thousand years ago.

　　However, Li Canghai was the first to see such a means of manipulating birds. He intuitively told her that if she faced any of the two, even if her skill was slightly superior, the other party could kill her.

　　"Lord of the Great Qin, Mo Ya and Bai Feng, meet your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live."

　　It was Mo Ya and Bai Feng who was awakened by Ying Yu. The two brothers glanced at Li Canghai beside Ying Yu and visited the monarch in no particular order.

　　"Get up!" Ying Yu instructed Mo Ya Bai Feng, "I have fought against most of the seal's power alone for two thousand years, and I am exhausted. Not long ago, I obtained the skills of a junior disciple of Xiaoyaozi, and now I have to practice it. Hua, if you have anything you want to know, just ask this woman next to me - Li Canghai!"

　　"Follow Your Majesty's orders."

　　Mo Ya and Bai Feng got up at the same time and led the way.

　　Awakening Mo Ya and Bai Feng, Ying Yu sat cross-legged on a stone that had been polished by nature, and carried on the supreme Daluotian divine art that had been learned and realized in the past two thousand years.

　　Buzz!

　　The four origins of earth, water, fire and wind appeared together, lingering around Ying Yu's body, and the four-colored rays of light circulated, setting off Ying Yu's awe-inspiring aura.

　　Under the manipulation of the mysterious consciousness, it was inherited from Wuyazi, and the remaining power in the realm of the master was baptized by the supreme Daluotian divine power, and the impurities were removed.

　　Ow!

　　The spiritual energy of heaven and earth around Tiandi Mountain seems to be attracted by a huge vortex, no, it should be controlled by the supreme emperor, rushing to gather to Yingyu, and there is a dragon roar in the void.

　　Mo Ya and Bai Feng were protecting Ying Yu from the left and the right, Mo Ya's hands and fingers flashed with blood, and Bai Feng even took out a feather blade to play with.

　　No matter who they are, if they want to disturb Ying Yu, they have to deal with both of them first.

　　Both eyes looked at Li Canghai meaningfully, locking her firmly.

　　"Lang Zhongling of Daqin?" Li Canghai's beautiful eyes flashed, and he swept towards the entrance of the mountainside, and sighed, "This girl feels that she already knows who the other stone statues in the mountainside are!"

　　"It's not hard to guess." Bai Feng aimed the feather blade at Li Canghai, "However, I have to remind you that it's better to understand some things in your heart, and it's best not to talk nonsense."

　　"This girl has lived for more than [-] years, and you don't need to remind me about this!" Li Canghai said in an angry voice, "This Emperor Qin has a good appetite, even a [-]-year-old old woman wants it."

　　When mentioning the number seventy, Li Canghai deliberately accentuated his tone, not looking away from Mo Ya and Bai Feng, observing their expressions.

　　She thought that Mo Ya and Bai Feng would definitely show a look of surprise and even contempt.Unexpectedly, the two seemed to have heard nothing, with a look of indifference on their faces.

　　"Two thousand years later, His Majesty's temperament has not changed at all."

　　"Mo Ya, have you forgotten that His Majesty likes to talk about the phrase 'drunk on the knees of a beauty, wake up and rule the world'?"

　　"Yes! In addition to the supreme power, Your Majesty also likes the beauty of the country."

　　"Correct!"

　　Mo Ya, Bai Feng, your words and my words, made Li Canghai have no chance to interject at all, and the blue veins in the corners of his eyes throbbed violently.

　　Inexplicably, she had an idea: If there really exists the heaven and the underworld, and there is a need for a heavenly emperor to rule the three worlds, what should the heavenly emperor be like?

　　As soon as the thought started, Ying Yu's figure appeared in front of Li Canghai.

　　Even though they didn't have much contact with each other, it was enough for Li Canghai to have a preliminary understanding of the person of Emperor Qin, who was said to have created countless myths two thousand years ago.

　　Self-confidence, wisdom, although hatred, but will not let hatred affect reason, have a set of attracting people's hearts, such two masters, two thousand years later, still willing to follow him, loyal.

　　Such people are destined to shine and achieve brilliant achievements in the troubled times of war! .

Chapter 15

　　Qing.

　　It is one of the four major empires in China today, surrounded by the other three empires: Mongolia, Da Sui, and Da Song.

　　Regardless of the size of the country or the strength of the army, compared with the other three empires, it is inferior.

　　In particular, most of the territory occupied by the Qing Dynasty was the territory of the Ming Dynasty in the past.

　　As a result, the power of the rivers and lakes is huge, and the slogans against the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty come one after another.

　　In this way, the Qing Dynasty only depended on Mongolia from the outside, and let the forces of the Jianghus do nothing at all, and even attracted some people who were keen on fame and fortune in the rivers and lakes with their glory, wealth and power.

　　That hair-shaving order gradually became useless, and most people in the rivers and lakes kept their hair, and no one dared to care about it.

　　On this day, the border of Qing Dynasty.

　　A plain-looking, rough-skinned woman in coarse clothes was holding a baby in her arms, walking staggeringly through the wilderness.

　　It has entered the cold winter, because the Qing Dynasty is located in the north of Shenzhou, the winter is much colder than that of the Song Dynasty and the Sui Dynasty.

　　The cold wind whistled, blowing on the skin, penetrating like a sharp steel knife.

　　"Wow wow wow!"

　　The baby was stimulated by the cold wind and cried loudly.

　　"Jing'er don't cry!"

　　The woman hugged her son tightly, ignoring the cold wind, she took off a coat and wrapped it around her son.

　　A woman who has lived in the warm Song Dynasty since she was a child can't stand such a cold climate. After taking off a piece of clothing to protect her son, the woman stumbled and fell to the ground before she could see the road.

　　With a baby in her arms, she was almost crushed under her.Fortunately, at a critical moment, the woman suddenly turned around with the power pouring out from nowhere, using herself as a shield to protect her beloved son.

　　"Cough, cough, cough!"

　　Before standing up from the ground, the woman coughed rapidly, and there was a little blood splattered in the violent cough.

　　After a while, she struggled to get up from the ground.

　　"Brother Xiao!" Looking at her beloved son's red cheeks from the cold in her arms, the woman's darkened eyes flashed with desolation and love, "If you have a spirit in the sky, bless me and lead Jing'er to find one. Family, so that Jing'er can survive!"

　　In the words, life and death have been put aside, and only hope to save the life of the beloved son.

　　Gululu!Gululu!

　　Suddenly, in the desolate, desolate, and even uninhabited environment, the sound of wheels turning, attracted the woman's attention.

　　The woman looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a four-wheeled carriage being pulled by two tall horses.

　　"help!"

　　"Please sir, save us."

　　In an instant, the exhausted middle-aged woman shouted loudly, lest the owner of the carriage would not hear.

　　Inside the ornate carriage.

　　Ying Yu, dressed in a snow-white robe and covered with a white bear fur coat, was enjoying the fine wine boiled in a small red clay stove.

　　He has refined Wu Yazi's whole body of skill, and as expected, after removing the succulents and saving the succulents, only the innate realm is left.

　　However, God is enough.

　　"Your Majesty, it seems that someone is calling for help!"

　　Behind Ying Yu, Li Canghai stretched out a pair of white and tender hands, and carefully massaged his shoulders.

　　With her cultivation base, she naturally heard the movement outside.

　　"Mo Ya, Bai Feng, see what's going on!"

　　Ying Yu suddenly had a whim, and intuitively told him that the person calling for help might be of some use, and instructed Mo Ya and Bai Feng who were driving outside.

　　"Yes!"

　　With the cultivation of the realm of the great masters of Mo Ya and Bai Feng, he had already seen the person calling for help, and immediately turned his horse's head and drove in that direction.

　　"Please, noble, take in my son!"

　　Soon, the woman and her son came to Ying Yu's carriage. The exhausted woman's face was blue from the cold wind, and she exhaled more and inhaled less.

　　At a glance, she can see that she is not far from death.

　　Rao is so, the first sentence this woman said, still hoped that these nobles would take in their children.

　　Ying Yu looked at the mother and took the baby whose face was flushed from the cold, "Yes!"

　　"So cute!" Most women like children, and Li Canghai was no exception. He poured a bowl of goat milk from the carriage and began to feed the little guy.

　　"Madam, what is the name of this child?" Ying Yu handed the child to Li Canghai to feed and asked him.

　　"He... his name is Guo Jing!" The woman looked at her son reluctantly, "Your honor, you must tell him that his father Guo Xiaotian and him... his mother Li Ping, were both arrested by the dog officials in the Song Dynasty— Duan... Duan Tiande killed him. When he grows up, he must avenge... for his parents."

　　Guo Jing, Guo Xiaotian, Li Ping!

　　These three names came to my ears, and Ying Yu was moved by them, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

　　Bang!

　　After finishing her last words, Li Ping lowered her head and took her last breath.

　　"Hey!" Li Canghai sighed when Li Ping died in front of him, "This is probably a troubled world, right? Every moment, a family is destroyed."

　　Ying Yu landed on Li Ping's corpse with a backhand, and a fiery flame ignited, covering Li Ping's corpse like a living thing, but did not damage other things in the compartment.

　　After more than ten breaths, Li Ping was turned into ashes, and Mo Ya brought a jar and restrained it.

　　"His Majesty!"