Lord of Time!

Chapter 286 Knight’s Cook, Young Master’s Maid

"Quick, get up quickly, and the sooner we arrive at Chu King's City, the sooner we will be safe."

"Snapped……"

While roaring, Chen Ping felt a burning pain on his back, as if he had been whipped.

He opened his eyes suddenly and was about to mobilize the true energy and magic power in his body, but found that there was nothing. Even the energy and blood in his body seemed like a mortal who had never practiced before.

In fact, he is just an ordinary, physically stronger sergeant.

Add a nicer name, that is, bodyguard.

"Are there such weak guards?"

Memories flowed through my mind like water.

Chen Ping knew that this should be the identity assigned to him by the unknown grade treasure of Babel Tower.

A different new world, a different new identity.

Glancing at the captain of the guard who was shouting for people to get up, he knew that his name was Yun Teng. The Yun family had been favored by the emperor. This time, following Dongyuan, the son of Yan Kingdom, to flee the country, it could be said that he took a big risk.

Of course, it may also be because, after offending someone in the Yan Kingdom, and being protected by the young master Dongyuan, he repaid him with his own life and died.

Countries in this world seem to pay special attention to kindness and righteousness.

Once a bad reputation spreads, life will be difficult.

As for himself, he was born as a farmer and was taken to fight when he was 13 years old. Later, because of his reputation for being brave and not afraid of death, he was selected as the prince's bodyguard.

"There are only a dozen guards, and they are all [wastes] with no true energy, no blood, and no spiritual power. Oh, I am [waste] myself, so that's okay."

Chen Ping felt that his powerful soul, as well as his blood and true energy, actually still existed, but it existed in the unknown void and could not be used or displayed on this body.

To put it bluntly, there is no soil for extraordinary powers to survive in this world.

Judging from the news that I have come across in this capacity, the physical strength of the most powerful masters is not much different from that of ordinary people.

Just like in the previous life, the strength and physique of the top and most powerful international championship-level players may be better than those of ordinary people working in the fields due to hard training, but they are not much better.

"The situation is not good."

Chen Ping felt slightly shocked.

Since there is no special gap in the body, there is no spiritual energy to absorb in the void, nor can the energy of blood be condensed, so the Hunyuan Golden Body Technique cannot be practiced either.

If we say, this is limited by the rules of the world.

This trip to the Tower of Babel may be very dangerous.

Regardless of whether it is dangerous or not, Chen Ping did not choose to come to this world.

As soon as he, Han Xiaoru, and Ji Mingyue entered the first floor of Babel Tower, they consciously asked in their minds, "Save?"

What else is there to say.

If you still have the slightest thought about the treasure Babel Tower, then you can only agree.

Chen Ping also tried to ask for details.

But I found that this Tower of Babel consciousness didn't seem very smart, and seemed to be as stupid as a simple program.

He said too much and it couldn't understand it. It just kept asking "Are you going to save me?"

"In the end, is he the young master who came to save this Laoshi?"

"It's a bit like the Warring States Period in the previous life, but it's also plausible. There was a general in the Yan Kingdom who seized power, overpowered the King of Yan, brought chaos to the palace, and even chased and killed the young master?"

Chen Ping said that he did not learn history well.

He had never heard of such an incident.

However, the problem at hand was not a matter of identity, but that he found that if he continued like this, he would really die.

"Where are Xiaoru and Mingyue? It's not like last time, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and they are not in the same place at all, right?"

Following more than a dozen guards, they all stood up and cursed in the morning light. They hurriedly wiped their faces with water by the stream. They didn't even have anything to eat. Everyone hurriedly got on their horses. Under the scolding of the guard captain Yun Teng, Next, guarding the carriage, it hurried forward like a bereaved dog.

The trees on the left and right sides of the mountain road rustled in the morning wind, and it sounded like the pursuers were already behind them. Everyone looked very ugly, looking left and right, looking panicked.

Only Chen Ping's mood improved.

Not far ahead, he saw a girl carrying a big black pot on her back, looking left and right as she followed the horses. Her tall and well-built figure could not hide her tenderness.

Although she looked a little different, her expression, gait, and the fierce and domineering look like a female leopard in her occasional glances made people recognize her identity at a glance.

If it weren't for Han Xiaoru, Chen Ping would have dared to eat the broken bronze sword with seven or eight holes in his hand.

Xiaoru, a big girl, appeared. She was suspected to be a cook, that is, the legendary cooking soldier. Poor, she didn't even have a sword. The only thing she could count on was probably the one tied to her back with a hemp rope. A tall iron pot.

As expected of a young master of the Yan Kingdom, he did not forget to take the iron cooking utensils with him when he fled.

There should be very few iron tools at this time. Even the weapons were made of bronze...

Okay, no evidence.

Chen Ping didn't pay any attention to why the iron pot appeared.

He urged the old horse on his crotch, approached Han Xiaoru, and whispered: "Give me the pot."

"what……"

Han Xiaoru's big eyes, which were filled with confusion, suddenly burst out with an astonishing brilliance.

Tentatively asked:

"Seventh brother?"

"What are you talking about, seventh brother and eighth brother? Senior sister, how can you imitate Xiao Mingyue?"

Chen Ping laughed.

"It's really you. I just thought we were separated again?"

During the last trial of the Babel Tower, several people were separated. Han Xiaoru thought it would be like this again this time, so she looked around, not really having much hope that she could find Chen Ping.

This joy is no small matter.

She was not polite, she jumped up on the horse nimbly, and sat behind Chen Ping. The old horse sank under the weight, and after a few chirps, she slowed down a little and fell behind everyone.

The captain of the guard, Yunteng, looked over with a cold look, as if he wanted to scold him. The veins on the back of his hand pressing against the hilt of the sword showed slightly, but he endured it.

I think it's because I'm in a hurry right now and I don't have much mood to deal with these things.

However, there was a hint of murderous intent in his body, and he was obviously thinking of settling the scores with his wife.

On the other hand, some of the guards following Yunteng turned their heads and looked at him with very strange eyes.

Chen Ping roughly understood the meaning of that look.

"On the way to escape, you actually thought about picking up girls. Brother, you are very brave."

"Haha." A warm touch came from behind, as well as Han Xiaoru's heartless laughter.

Obviously, she also understood the meaning of the guards' eyes.

"Do you want to leave? If we show up here, sister Xiaoyue should not be too far away, otherwise it would not be reasonable."

"You can't leave for the time being. Babel's move this time is unusual. It's actually asking for help. The so-called rescue operation doesn't make it clear. Is it to save this country, this young man, or in other words, save this world? ?”

Chen Ping pondered slightly and said: "The key now is to find out first. Our identity in this escape team must have a special purpose. Let's take a look first." Chen Ping counted the escape team. There are only 17 people with horses, including the guard captain Yunteng.

There was also a large black carriage pulled by two horses, with an old man sitting in front of it, driving the carriage skillfully.

In the carriage, a faint voice of a woman could be heard.

Following them were running, or walking quickly, on the ground, and there were more than thirty healthy servants.

Most are carrying something on their backs.

Just like Han Xiaoru, carrying iron pots, some carry food, some carry cooking utensils, some carry packages, bedding, etc...

It's like running away from famine. It's such a miserable word.

Chen Ping took a closer look and found that among the healthy servants, no matter whether they were strong or not, male or female, none of them had a figure or gait similar to Ji Mingyue's.

After being together for such a long time, Chen Ping is already familiar with her to the core. Chen Ping doesn't say big words, but Chen Ping can recognize the little girl with every look and raise of his hands.

But obviously, there is none among these people.

Could it be that he really wasn't in the fleeing team? Could it be that he was assigned to the pursuers?

That would be bad.

If there is a fight and fight along the way, if one is not careful...

Chen Ping didn't know what would happen if he died in the world of Babel Tower this time.

But there was no way he was going to try.

We can only guess that the consequences may be serious.

Definitely not what I want to see.

"what……"

In the carriage that was tightly covered by black rags, the curtain suddenly lifted a corner, and a pair of happy and angry eyes looked over.

Chen Ping and Han Xiaoru all turned their heads to look at each other as if they had a clear understanding of each other.

I saw those eyes blinking, and a familiar smile appeared in the corners of the eyes.

"Miss Xiaoyue."

Han Xiaoru suddenly hugged Chen Ping's waist and cheered in a low voice.

Yes, Chen Ping also recognized it.

"What is her identity?"

Soon you won’t have to think about it anymore.

There was a scolding voice in the carriage, "I asked you to pour a glass of wine for me. You are clumsy. What use do you have?"

Then, he saw a foot wearing moiré silk shoes, stepping heavily on the body of a woman in a green skirt.

The carriage door suddenly opened, revealing a figure in green with his head and feet falling.

Just as he was about to fall on his head, the figure in the green dress suddenly stretched out his slender arms and pressed them on the ground to eliminate the force of the fall. He turned over in mid-air and squatted on the ground.

As the curtains of the carriage were blown open by the wind for a short time, Chen Ping could see clearly that inside the carriage, there was a child with a gloomy face, wearing a gorgeous robe and a golden crown on his head.

They say he is a child because this guy looks eleven or twelve years old, and his body bones don’t seem to have grown yet...

However, looking at the child's gloomy face and the way he didn't treat people as human beings, Chen Ping was almost certain that this was the so-called Young Master Zheng Dongyuan of the Yan Kingdom.

The memories that suddenly popped up in my mind gradually turned from symbols into real images.

"No wonder there were only a few dozen people following him when he was escaping. A majestic crown prince, with just such a few loyal subordinates, one can imagine how disgusting this kid is on weekdays.

So, what is the significance of this identity arranged by the Tower of Babel? "

Chen Ping disliked the Riddler the most, and he had to accept this at this time.

He guessed that it might be because of some kind of rule that couldn't be exposed or made explicit, so everything couldn't be expressed too obviously.

Everything has to be developed on your own.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for everyone to ask for help and still be so secretive.

These thoughts can be put aside for the time being.

Chen Ping took a deep look at the young master in splendid clothes and gold crown, and even took a look at a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old woman in the carriage who was also dressed in luxurious clothes and had an elegant and indifferent expression. The girl got on the horse.

The little girl in green is, of course, none other than someone else.

There is no need to guess her identity.

It can be clearly heard from the "young master"'s scolding words just now.

This is a maid.

She looks even younger than Han Xiaoru's body, and she looks like she is only twelve or thirteen years old.

The reason why Young Master Zheng Dongyuan of the Yan Kingdom was offended was probably because the little girl Mingyue had just arrived and was not used to serving others.

By the way, except for the time when she was a beggar, she took care of Chen Ping considerately for a while. When she grew up, she had never served anyone else.

After all, she was born as a princess. Later, she practiced step by step and became a great master in the divine martial realm. The stall owner of Tianxin Pavilion was worthy of her service. There was only one person, and that was her seventh brother.

No, after hesitating for a moment, he was kicked out of the carriage.

Although it was said that there was a reason for the incident, the evil thoughts and cold nature of the young man in brocade could be seen from this.

"Why are you trying to run away? I doubt that there are really pursuers. These people are really fighting for him. It would be nice to have a few of them."

"There won't be any? It's just that after getting on this boat, it's not that simple to get off the boat. It doesn't mean that it has nothing to do with him, it really doesn't matter. I would rather kill the wrong one than let him go. No matter where he is, there are people. "

Ji Mingyue didn't seem to mind at all when the young man kicked her out of the carriage.Instead, he smiled like a flower, sat in front of Chen Ping, raised his head and looked at the weathered face of his seventh brother.

"Well, he looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his physique is far inferior to that of Brother Qi himself. He is only a little stronger than when he was a beggar, but his appearance is true."

In fact, it's a little strange.

Not only Chen Ping's appearance is quite similar to him.

Even Han Xiaoru and Ji Mingyue look very similar to their original appearances.

However, one of them is immature and has not yet grown up, and has not yet shown its breathtaking beauty.

Even so, her status is still very extraordinary. Although she is a servant, she must be taken with the so-called young master when he escapes, which is obviously more important.

The other man is tall and has arms that can run a horse.

Although she looks exquisite, she probably does not conform to the aesthetics of this world. She was initially classified as an "ugly girl". No wonder her identity is a "cook."

This life is much worse than Hua Mulan's.

Because Chen Ping also pulled the petite Ji Mingyue onto the horse, a man and two women, like sandwich biscuits, rode slower and slower. This time, everyone's eyes became even weirder.

Nine out of ten were gloating about his misfortune, and the rest were full of worry. They looked at him as if they were looking at a dead person.

It can be seen from this that countries in this world are likely to have very strict status levels.

Once someone does something out of line, it will lead to disaster.

(End of this chapter)