I, The Identity of the Immortal Master, Has Been Exposed

But after a few laps, Chongzhen found that he had been circling here all the time.

This made him more and more suspicious that this was the trick used by those warlocks.

"Bold! You dare to call me when there are only a few people in front of you!" Ying Zheng was furious when he heard the sound: "Is there a king in the world, there is only one emperor with only a few people this summer, and you dare to call me me, so big and bold!"

"Rebel, I will behead you this time!"

Wang Ben drew his sword and was about to slash at Chongzhen.

Calling me in front of the first emperor, isn't this the old birthday star hanging and courting death?

"what?"

Chongzhen's heart tightened, and he took a step back subconsciously, still a little unresponsive.

Although his power in Chongzhen is not comparable to those of his ancestors, he is still a dignified emperor, and a few warlocks dare to draw swords against him, have they eaten the guts of bears and leopards?

"Wait, do you know who I am? Hurry up and put down the sword, or I will eat you Ling Chi to death!" Chongzhen shouted sharply.

"Okay, you bastard, you are not too brave." Wang Ben grinned, holding the sword high in his hand: "Death to Ben Hou!"

Chongzhen's complexion changed greatly, and he hurried back.

But he was a pampered emperor, how could he compare to Wang Ben who came out from the battlefield, and he was about to be hacked to death by Wang Ben's sword.

"The Marquis of Tongwu will stay under the sword!" At the critical moment, Fusu suddenly shouted loudly, and the sword in Wang Ben's hand stopped three inches above Chongzhen's head, making Chongzhen's face so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

Fusu breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to a door of light that appeared at an unknown time after the door of light they came, and said anxiously: "Royal Father, Marquis of Tongwu, look, the second door of light!"

"I'm afraid this person also came out of this door of light, and was invited by the immortal to come to this fairyland. We must not have a conflict, so as not to offend the immortal."

"Um?"

Ying Zheng and Wang Ben looked back at the door of light at the same time, their brows furrowed.

Could it be that it was really the guest requested by the immortal? Is such a thing worthy of an invitation from a fairy?

Ying Zheng's gaze shifted several times on Guangmen and Chongzhen. He frowned and said, "Wang Qing, put away your weapons! Don't anger the immortals!"

"promise!"

Only then did Wang Ben put away his sword, but his eyes were still fixed on Chongzhen, and he shouted sharply: "Boy, show me some respect, in front of you is His Majesty the First Emperor, if you dare to call me again, I will definitely kill you. !"

"First... First Emperor?"

Chongzhen looked at Ying Zheng and the others like a madman, and said angrily: "Do you think of me as a fool? It's the year of Chongzhen, and Qin Shihuang has been dead for almost 2,000 years!"

"The year of Chongzhen?" Hearing the sound, the three of Ying Zheng's faces froze. Fusu squinted at Chongzhen and said, "So, you are Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youjian?"

Chongzhen frowned: "Who else can I be if I'm not Zhu Youjian?"

Ying Zheng raised his brows and chuckled, "It was him, the Immortal Master once said that this Zhu Youjian was extremely aggrieved. After Li Zicheng rebelled and rushed into the capital, he hanged himself from a tree with a crooked neck in Meishan. I didn't expect that the widow would have the opportunity to see this person."

Wang Ben sneered and said, "No wonder he is so timid, it turns out to be Chongzhen, no wonder."

"The king of a subjugated country dares to call me, hehe..."

After confirming Chongzhen's identity, the hostility in Ying Zheng's eyes disappeared, and instead he became more angry and indisputable.

The last orthodox emperor of the Han people is like a younger generation, so I really can't hate him, the first emperor who established the monarchy.

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Listening to the conversation between the three, Chongzhen suddenly widened his eyes: "Is the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the king of a subjugated country?"

"I will hang myself?"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, I don't believe it, you must be talking nonsense, I don't believe it!"

Chongzhen exclaimed in disbelief, he felt like he was dreaming.

When I came to this place inexplicably, I first met three people who were going to behead him if they disagreed, and now they said that he was the king of the subjugated country.

What's going on? What the hell? What are you doing?

Chongzhen was so stupid that he was so frightened that he threw out the three questions in his life.

"Hehe, don't doubt, the widowhood will not lie to you." Ying Zheng explained with a smile: "This is a fairyland, and you have the opportunity to set foot in the fairyland only after being invited by the immortals."

"As for whether you will become the king of the subjugated country..." Ying Zheng glanced at Chongzhen's face, and said with a smile: "Actually, you have some hunch yourself, after all, according to what the immortal said, according to your current age Daming is not far from the country's subjugation."

Hearing the sound, Chongzhen instantly remembered the current situation in Daming, and his face suddenly turned white.

"Xianyu, immortals... the king of the subjugated country... I actually hanged myself, this..." Chongzhen looked at Ying Zheng with a grim smile and said, "Da Ming's current situation is not very good, but how do you know, who are you? Who, who is the immortal?"

"Me? Of course I am Qin Shihuang!"

"These are the eldest son Fusu and Tongwu Marquis Wang Ben, you should know them,"

"Really... Are you really Qin Shi Huang?" Chongzhen took a step back subconsciously, looking at Ying Zheng as if he had seen a ghost.

The ancient man who had been dead for two thousand years appeared in front of him, making him feel a chill down his back.

But after thinking about it, according to what Ying Zheng said, there might be immortals here, and there was a fiery look in his eyes.

"Qin Shihuang, why are you still here because you have been dead for more than two thousand years? Is it possible that the immortals can still live the dead?"

"Is the means of the immortals that you, a little king of subjugated kingdoms, can figure out?" Wang Ben said impatiently: "The immortals are so powerful that they can bring you to the immortal realm, and bring us to immortals across two thousand years. What is impossible in the domain?"

Wang Ben forgot that the first time he came to the Immortal Realm, his appearance was even more unbearable than the current Chongzhen, and he was full of superiority in his heart, looking at Chongzhen like a fool.

"What about the emperor, it's not like my old king is as knowledgeable."

"Okay, Wang Qing, he is the ruler of a country anyway, so treat him with respect." Ying Zheng glared at Wang Ben, then threw a scorpion to Chongzhen and said, "Chongzhen kid, come and do it, let's chat while smoking. ."

Chongzhen hurriedly took the cigarette thrown by Ying Zheng, looked at it curiously, but was a little hesitant in his heart.

In fact, up to now, he has believed 60%.

Because in the palace, tens of thousands of soldiers can transfer him to this place under the eyes, and who can build such a strange place?

Only a fairy can do this.

Moreover, this Ying Zheng is also extraordinary, his body is full of domineering aura, even he, the Ming Emperor, unconsciously seems to be bowing his head in front of him.

With such a magnanimity, in addition to his ancestor, Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding father of the Ming Dynasty, only the legendary Qin Emperor and Han Wu have such audacity.

After hesitating for a while, Chongzhen sat down with Ying Zheng in the small farm. *