【001】Hedong Liu Erlang ()

"Puff~!"

On Feilongpo outside Xiyang Prefecture, a 17 or 18-year-old boy in white squirted out a mouthful of blood and threw himself to the ground. He struggled weakly for a few times, and then everything returned to peace.

A few steps behind the boy, five cold men in dark red robes stood. The middle-aged man led the lead sneered: "Do you think you'll be safe if you hide in the territory of Duan Wang? Humph, dreaming during the day, no one in the world can escape the pursuit of the Red Guards!"

Another person followed and said, "This Liu Erlang is a weak scholar with no power to tie a chicken. Later, his heart was hit by Lord Zhao's soul-chasing palm. His heart veins were broken, and I'm afraid the gods would not be able to save him... Hehe, the 1,263 Liu family in Hedong are all killed. We can also go back and hand in the work to Lord Qin."

Lord Zhao was relieved when he heard this. He had been chasing thousands of miles in the past two months, from Hedong to Xiguan, traveling through mountains and rivers, and finally killed the son of the escaped main culprit, but he was very tired. Of course, fatigue was also rewarding. This time, returning to Beijing to report his life was another great achievement.

He squatted carefully and looked at his breath, confirming that the young man in white who was called Liu Erlang had died of anger. Lord Zhao stood up and said, "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. If you meet the local people under King Duan, there will be a lot of trouble. Let's go."

As soon as the words came, the five people quickly disappeared on Feilongpo.

The Red Yiwei is called the Living Yama among the people of the Celestial Empire. How could anyone fall into the hands of the Red Yiwei? Compared with many victims, Liu Erlang is still lucky. At least he had not suffered 108 tortures from the Red Yiwei before his death, and he also left a complete body.

The man who died at the hands of the Red Yiwei naturally could not survive, but a strange thing happened now... A strange force surged out of Liu Erlang's body, and his heart veins gradually recovered as before. Then, he actually stood up, jumping around as if he had never been injured!

"Hey, I'm not dead? Haha, it turns out that good people will be rewarded, and the sky will be eyed!"

Liu Erlang pinched the back of his hand, and the clear pain told him that everything in front of him was not a dream. He couldn't help but show ecstasy and burst into laughter. In Hedong, everyone knows that the second son of the Liu family in the patrol mansion was gentle and elegant, and he would never speak rudely, nor would he be so wild and unruly.

The reason for the scene in front of you is very simple. Liu Erlang is no longer Liu Erlang at the time. At this moment, Liu Erlang's body has three souls and seven spirits, and belongs to another person...

This guy is more suitable to call it "Xibei Liu".

In another world, Xibeiliu is an absolute hooligan, and a cultured hooligan from a higher education institution. As we all know, hooligans are not scary, they are afraid that hooligans are educated... Perhaps because they have done too many bad things and were punished by God, Xibeiliu suffered from terminal illness at a young age.

The so-called "A man is about to die" is good. After learning about his illness, Xibeiluo's temperament changed drastically. He spent the last year of his life doing all the good deeds he could do, and donated all the ill-gotten wealth to charity organizations, and finally ended with a smile.

He never expected that he could "live"!

After ecstasy, Xibeiliu looked at the deserted hillside nearby, looked at his own dress, and then looked at his hands that obviously did not belong to his former self, realizing something was wrong... He felt a dazed in his mind. At this moment, countless scenes that seemed bizarre to him continued to appear in his mind.

The remaining memories in the body suddenly emerged and kept flashing. Even though Xibei Liu had seen countless big scenes, he was stunned at this moment. The surprise in his heart came one after another. This was an era that Xibei Liu had never recorded in history books. Except for most customs and traditions similar to ancient society, a small part of the information shocked him!

It was not until sunset that he barely digested the things in his memory.

Sitting on the ground, Xibeiliu fell into deep thought, with a strange expression. God gave him ten thousand assumptions, and he could not have thought that he suddenly became the "son of a criminal", which was no different from a wanted criminal, and he was chased everywhere he went.

"The family was raided and the clan was destroyed, and all 1,263 Liu's family were killed? Qin Hui, the Grand Secretary of the Dongge of the Dynasty, was still the Taibao who ranked among the third ministers? Good, very good, very challenging... Brother, don't worry, since you have taken over your body, you have to do something for you. As long as I can survive, I will definitely find a way to avenge you!"

When ordinary people encounter such a thing, they may have the heart to die again. After thinking for a while, Xibei Liu had a calm smile on her face and a moment of talking to herself. He had been dead for many times, but in the end he still defeated an enemy several times stronger than him. In Xibei Liu's eyes, there is nothing difficult in the world. As long as he lives, there is hope!

After calming down, Xibeiliu knew that he was safe at the moment, and the Red Guard who was chasing him had been withdrawn. As long as he stepped into Xiyang Prefecture, it would be Duan's territory, and Qin Hui might not dare to do anything randomly.

"Haha, this world is really chaotic. However, I like... it's easy to fish in the muddy waters, and heroes come from troubled times. If you encounter a suitable opportunity, brother, I can really come up with some tricks, and it's not impossible to avenge the Liu family."

It seems that he never knows what pessimism is. Xibei Liu smiled and took advantage of the sun setting to find a dilapidated temple on Feilongpo. He planned to go to Xiyang Prefecture for one night tomorrow.

What he said is true, the world is extremely chaotic. It has been three hundred years since the founding of this dynasty. After a hundred years of prosperity, it has gradually begun to decline. The court is now beyond recognition. The emperor is young, and the minister Qin Hui of the court controls the government and eliminates dissidents. Everyone in the officialdom is in danger and dark. The people are overwhelmed by the oppression of heavy taxes, with horses everywhere and bandits everywhere.

In addition, the emperor's uncle Duan was in a separatist situation in the west, and the Divine Marquis, the general of the North, was the Divine Marquis, who was the general of the North, and was in charge of his own troops. This was not the end. The two countries of Loulan and South Korea were eyeing each other and raised troops to attack the borders of the Celestial Empire many times. Although they failed, they exhausted all the strength of the Celestial Empire. The dignified Celestial Empire had to marry several princesses from far away to seek temporary peace.

The current Celestial Empire is truly internal and external troubles, and the country will not be in power.

The fire broke out from his arms and lit the old oil lamp in the temple. Xibei Liu counted the property and found that there were only a few pieces of silver all over his body, and there were a few pancakes in the package... It seemed that Liu Erlang, who had escaped thousands of miles in the past, didn't care about bringing anything valuable.

Xibeiliu is naturally optimistic and good at forbearance. He was chased by his enemies all over the city and even hid in the sewer for two days without eating or drinking. The current situation is pretty good for him. Sitting on a tattered cushion, he broke the pancake and chewed it comfortably. The only disadvantage is that there is no clear water in the temple, and he almost choked.
Chapter completed!