Yang Jian's life simulation of the heavens

Chapter 119 One person, one shot

The next day, it was sunny,
Yang Jian came out and looked at the place curiously.

Before Feizhou came here, he felt that something was wrong, but now he realized that they were actually on a floating island at this time.

This is quite similar to some places in their Three Realms.

Moreover, this suspended island is basically covered with ancient trees. Yang Jian suddenly thought, can he imitate it when he builds the world of Da Luo in the future, it seems a bit interesting.

After telling her name to Saintess Xu Yu last night, the latter didn't respond at all, and Yang Jian could only sigh with emotion. It seems that what the former Fusheng said before was indeed a bit exaggerated.

Why did he have a fight with Emperor Tianqing, and his reputation was greatly shaken, and the whole world knew it, but now that Xu Yu didn't respond at all, he probably didn't even guess his identity.

Yang Jian suddenly laughed.

"Holy King, do you want to eat this fruit? This is a specialty of our holy religion!"

When Yang Jian was strolling on the island, there would often be some young women in white clothes who came over to talk to him out of curiosity.

It’s okay to give him food, and there are some words that directly ask "How did you win the saint?" "When are you going to give birth to the little saint king?" It's ridiculous.

After a few days of understanding, he also gradually understood the holy religion.

It's not a verbal deception, pretending to be a ghost, they will indeed send out some people regularly, some will clean up bandits for the people, and some will help those people grow rice and wheat.

Even when he was still on this island, he found that there was a special research institution, the kind that researches technology, which surprised Yang Jian.

Every time the airship goes to land, it takes seven days as a cycle.

During the first seven days, Yang Jian was going to visit the island again, so he didn't go out, but Zhu Yan went out to purchase a batch of supplies with the people of the Holy Church.

"Why didn't you leave?"

Under the old tree, Xu Yu walked over at some point.

Yang Jian looked up, "I think you guys are quite interesting here, stay for another two days."

Xu Yu rolled his eyes, do you still use this place as a place to play or what, are you addicted?
"If you don't leave, be careful that your life is gone!"

"Ok?"

Yang Jian was surprised, "Didn't you say you wanted to keep my life safe?"

"..."

Are we talking about the same thing?

Xu Yu didn't dwell too much on this topic, and asked again: "Where are you from in the Central Plains?"

"Tianqing!"

"Oh, I know, it's the newly established new dynasty, right?"

The two were chatting, and there were some men and women sneaking around watching, and in the afternoon, Feizhou came back, and then hurriedly reported a piece of news——

Zhu Yan was arrested.

"Who caught it?" Yang Jian asked.

"Don't worry!"

Xu Yu reassured: "It was arrested by Pamuba's people, don't worry, I will send someone to negotiate with them, it should be fine!"

After Xu Yu sent someone, it didn't work, saying that Zhu Yan had already been sent to Pamuba's god court, and if he wanted someone, he asked Yang Jian to go there in person.

At this time, Xu Yu and the others discovered in astonishment that the person who dared to kidnap her this time was actually the second prince of Xinchaotianqing.

At this moment, a young woman in white ran over and shouted in a hurry: "No, holy lady, the holy king borrowed a flying boat and left alone!"

"broken!"

Xu Yu was shocked, it must be that the former had gone to Pamuba after receiving the news.

This is too impulsive, and it is obvious that they want to arrest you, so why don't you just send it to your door yourself?

I heard that Sanpamuba and Xinchao Tianqing are now fighting fiercely. The former probably wants to capture Tianqing's second prince and threaten him. Thinking of this, Xu Yu couldn't help it anymore, and turned to the White Jade Palace to seek help from his mother .

……

And this time.

Yang Jian stood alone on the flying boat.

He didn't expect this to happen suddenly, but it was nothing, he just hoped that those people would not kill him first.

After more than ten years in this new world, he still feels pretty good about that kid Zhu Yan.

Apart from being less timid and weaker, there is nothing wrong with her.

Speeding all the way.

Soon on land.

According to the information he asked before, Yang Jian flew west again, and after three hundred miles, he landed in front of a larger tribe.

"who?"

When the tribal guard saw Yang Jian, he held the weapon in his hand and let out a loud shout.

Especially when he saw that Yang Jian was flying over, he hurriedly greeted his companions.

Because this is the ability only possessed by fourth-rank monks.

Soon, figures came out of the tent and gathered in front. The little leader of one of the tribes watched Yang Jian come over, looked around, and said with a smile, "He came alone? How courageous!"

Yang Jian asked lightly, "Where's Zhu Yan?"

"Want to know?"

The little leader reached out and threw a small bottle over, saying, "Eat it, and I'll take you to find that Zhu Yan!"

The bottle fell under his feet, and Yang Jian took a look.

After a long time, he sighed.

then--

With a light wave of his hand, suddenly, a strong aura shot out.

With a whoop, before the little leader could react, he found that his arm flew up suddenly, and immediately after, blood gushed out, sending a heartache.

"Where is Zhu Yan?"

"Ahhhhh!!"

The little leader yelled in pain, he didn't expect that the person in front of him would strike directly, he was furious and waved his hand, "Kill him!"

time!
There are countless big men of Pamuba, shouting Pamuba's language in their mouths, and attacking with weapons in their hands.

Yang Jian looked at the figures rushing towards him, and immediately kicked a big man flying, picked up a spear from the ground, waved it calmly, and walked over step by step.

When he reached the middle tent, he thrust out the spear in his hand, and with a bang, the tent in front of him was torn apart.

The tip of the spear was sharp, and it touched the neck of the chief of the tribe. Yang Jian asked lightly, "For the last time, where is the Zhu Yanren you arrested?"

Feeling the cold light coming from his neck, the big leader didn't dare to move, swallowed, and said: "He... has been sent to the Tupan tribe... gone! He is not here with us!"

The country of Pamuba is not the same as Tianqing. It is a country formed by tribes. The gods hold the central power, and when they need to fight abroad, the gods will call.

In addition to Shenting, there are eight most powerful tribes, and this map board is one of them.

Fearing that Yang Jian wouldn't believe it, the chief here deliberately explained: "Because the person we arrested earlier was of unusual status, and there was a Taiji from the Tupan tribe here at that time, and he was leaving!"

Yang Jian nodded, looked at the big leader who was looking at him with begging eyes, and passed the spear in his hand forward, with a "poof", blood gushed out of the latter's neck.

At this time, the place was already full of fallen figures.

Since you have decided to provoke me, you must be prepared to pay the price for provoking me.

Especially looking at some tribes, those Central Plains women in tattered clothes, and some bones piled up in the corner by themselves, Yang Jian's subordinates were even more merciless.

After staying in this small world for more than ten years, I originally wanted to observe this world and find something to learn from, and I was too lazy to participate in the disputes in it, but sometimes it was like this, and I couldn't help myself.

Yang Jian held the spear in his hand and continued to move forward.

Not long after, they encountered another tribe.

"what for?"

Jinhui, a tribal tycoon, came to surround him.

"Where is the Tupan tribe?"

"You people from the Central Plains dare to come here without permission! Damn it, you pigs, you really have the guts!"

Immediately, several big men flew over with weapons in hand.

The cultivation base of these big guys is not bad, according to the classification, they should have reached the third and fourth ranks.

Unfortunately, he was facing Yang Jian.

The long spear flew, and the golden gun light flew out, rumbling, and the sky shook.

The shouts and roars all around quickly turned into screams.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Yang Jian took the direction pointed by the tribal leader and set out on the road again.

He has penetrated deep into the country of Pamuba.

……

Chart tribe.

Inside a small tent on the left.

A young man took a deep breath, grabbed the hair, grabbed the head of a Central Plains woman under his crotch, and slapped the woman's face hard with a slap.

"I told you not to use force, I didn't understand!"

The woman immediately covered her face and dared not speak.

"Trash, cry again, take your skull and use it as a bone chain!"

At this time, the tent was opened, and a Mongolian woman came in, looked at the scene inside, frowned, and said, "Guka, why did you do this when you first came here? I heard that the court is currently selecting candidates, why are you still here?" Nonsense!"

"Get out!"

The young man yelled at the Central Plains woman, and seeing the latter go out, he said with a smile on his face, "Eji, you don't have to worry! I already have a solution!"

"Oh?"

The Oach woman looked over in surprise.

Gu Ka smiled and said: "Eji, sit down first! I know that the court is selecting people, and then send them to the fairy gate to practice. How can I not grasp this good opportunity?"

"Eji, do you know what I gained this time?"

The Wacha woman looked over curiously: "Guka, don't be tricky, just say it!"

"I captured the prince of the Central Plains country!"

Hearing this, the Oach woman's eyes lit up, "Prince of the Central Plains? How is it possible, why did they come here!"

"Erji, it's absolutely true!"

Gu Ka showed off: "I also saw it by accident. Who knew that the prince of the Central Plains would be so courageous and dare to come to our Pamuba. Isn't the Central Plains fighting with Shenting right now? Eji, if now I Return the prince of the Central Plains to Abu, do you think I will be directly elected to the court by Abu?"

"Probably!"

The Oach woman nodded, her eyes showing approval.

She knows more than her own son.

At present, in the battle between Pamuba and Naxin Dynasty, the latter's offensive momentum is very fierce. Shenting has lost many times and gave up several cities. to great effect.

Immediately, the Wacha woman looked at Guka with burning eyes, and asked, "Which prince are you arresting?"

(End of this chapter)