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Chapter 82 Questions and answers about Chongzhen's crossing from ancient to modern times

In the chat group, a few new news about joining the group immediately blasted everyone out.

[Welcome new member Ghost Eye Detective Yang Thigh to join the chat group! 】

[Welcome the new member, the Emperor of the Last Ming Dynasty under the Crooked Neck Tree, to join the chat group! 】

Seeing a newcomer join the group, everyone in the group was blown out and spoke up one after another.

The little spider who likes to talk: "Welcome newcomers!"

Huashan Gentleman Yin Yang: "Welcome newcomers!"

Guo Daxia, who has the most books in the book: "Welcome newcomers!"

Dagu boiled soup with hope: "Welcome newcomers!"

Many people popped up in a row and swiped the screen directly.

A world of great horrors.

The man stood quietly, staring at the chat group interface that suddenly appeared.

"Is it a legendary system? Or, an unknown ghost?"

Don't worry, just observe first.

His mind gradually became silent, watching this thing that popped up suddenly.

Ancient plane.

The setting sun in the sky, burning clouds and blood staining thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

On the barren hill, the emperor in dragon robe and crown, with disheveled hair, slowly walked under a crooked neck tree with the support of an old eunuch who was in his destiny.

He took off the crown, then took off the dragon robe and spread it on the ground, bit his fingers and wrote on the dragon robe:

"Since I ascended the throne for 17 years, the rebels have been attacking the capital. Although I am virtuous and ruthless, the heavens are angry, and the rebels are attacking the capital. However, all the officials have misunderstood me. When I die, I will see my ancestors in the ground without a face. Take off the crown, and cover the face with hair. Let the thieves split my corpse, and don't hurt a single person of the people."

After finishing, he held the white silk in his hand, and staggered under the crooked neck tree in front of him in a white robe.

"Long live."

Behind him, the old eunuch burst into tears.

White silk wraps around the tree, the emperor's expression is in a trance, looking back on his life, it's like a joke.

Just when he was about to kick off the stone under his step, a magical thing appeared in front of him.

"What is this?"

in the chat group.

Under the Crooked Neck Tree, the Emperor of the Last Ming Dynasty said, "What is this?"

Huashan gentleman yin and yang: "This is a chat group. People from all over the world are gathered here. Everyone helps each other. If you need help as a newcomer, you can buy things in the mall in the upper right corner. Of course, you can also chat in the group. dude's thigh."

Under the Crooked Neck Tree, the Emperor of the Last Ming Dynasty: "I don't quite understand, have I met a god?"

Serious Lin Fengjiao: "Huh? Emperor of the late Ming Dynasty, are you the Emperor Chongzhen?"

An Mixiu of the second armor team: "Crooked neck tree? It seems to be Emperor Chongzhen, where are you now?"

On the edge of Meishan cliff, Chongzhen looked at the crooked neck tree above his head.

Under the Crooked Neck Tree, the Emperor of the Last Ming Dynasty: "I am now under the Crooked Neck Tree"

Under the Crooked Neck Tree, the Emperor of the Last Ming Dynasty: "How do you know about me?"

An Mixiu of Armor Team [-]: "Because we are all descendants of the Ming Dynasty."

Chongzhen's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly looked at a young man in a strange costume not far behind him, with trembling lips:

"Are you also people from later generations like Mr. Su?"

My goodness!
The amount of information revealed by this sentence is not ordinary. A modern person appeared in the ancient world, and even the cloud and moon group exploded at this moment.

Group leader Ling Nameng Meng Xingyuetuan: "You mean that there is a descendant in your world."

Under the crooked neck tree, the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty: "Mr. Su is indeed a man from the later generations in 370 years."

The spiritual energy revived the world, Yun Yuetuan licked a big mouthful of ice cream, his eyes widened.

Darling, this is the second time traveler she has met since she got the chat group, the first being herself.

In the chat group, Chongzhen was still sending messages.

Under the Crooked Neck Tree: "Mr. Su is a very good person. He let me know the reason why the Ming Dynasty fell. .”

"Based on this alone, I would not be able to make up for my mistakes even if I went to the nineteenth floor of hell."

"The good news is that I know that my China will not be extinct. There will be endless my Chinese people in future generations, future generations, and thousands of generations, fighting for the rise of China."

The group fell silent.

Chongzhen's words from the heart shocked everyone.

Especially the few people who knew the history after the Ming Dynasty felt even more frustrated.

After hearing this, Yun Yuetuan's eyes were rosy. She was also a child of China. At this time, it seemed that the tragic massacres appeared in front of her eyes.

Screaming, howling, and grinning, the scenes seemed to echo in front of her eyes.

Group leader Ling Nameng Meng Xingyuetuan: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Under the Crooked Neck Tree, the Emperor of the Last Ming Dynasty: "No need, the overall situation has been settled, and the gods cannot save it."

Armor world.

The passionate young man An Mixiu rose up in anger and privately sent a piece of information about the chat group to Chongzhen.

An Mixiu from Armor Team [-]: "That's not necessarily the case, take a look at what I sent you."

Under the crooked neck tree, Chongzhen curiously opened something like a red envelope.

White light flashed, and messages from many chat groups exploded in my mind.

stunned.

This is really a fairy thing. At this moment, his eyes burst out with an unprecedented brilliance.

If possible, he didn't want the Ming Dynasty to perish, and he didn't want his people to be slaughtered arbitrarily like pigs and sheep.

Under the Crooked Neck Tree, the Emperor of the Last Ming Dynasty: "I read the information in the chat group, but I don't have enough points. Is there any way for you group friends to save me?"

There was another silence in the group, the people in the group were not strong enough to save them, and the three real bosses were not in the group, Pluto even believed that being weak was the original sin, and death was understandable.

And Yang Jian in the mysterious recovery still thinks that this is an unknown ghost?
Finally, Yue Buqun couldn't help but speak out, "Smiling Proudly in the Jianghu World".

Huashan Gentleman Yin Yang: "Isn't Mr. Ye strong and has a lot of points? Since everyone finally got together here, if a newcomer encounters this kind of thing, he should help."

As soon as the words came out, everyone in the group started to @叶吉, this fellow was not in the crowd at all, they almost forgot that there was such a big boss.

Even Yunyue Tuan started sending him messages:
"Help him, I used to be a child of Huaxia, and I feel uncomfortable when I think of the suffering that Huaxia is about to suffer. Can you take action?"

In the love apartment, Hu Yifei and everyone gathered in front of the TV, discussing the interesting content of the Spring Festival Gala together, with smiles on their faces.

Ye Ji sat beside them, silently watching the desperate and heartbreaking questions asked by Emperor Chongzhen in the group, where countless compatriots were about to be slaughtered.

Taking a deep breath, he replied Yunyue Tuan with a good word.

In the chat group, he sent two exclusive red envelopes to Chongzhen.

The strong Hengqiang Lonely Ye: "These two red envelopes, one contains a powerful lightning method, and the other contains thousands of psychic paper figurines."

"Lei Fa helps you kill the enemy, and the paper man helps you capture the city."

Chongzhen's body was trembling. At this moment, his gratitude to Ye Ji had surged to the sky, and he followed the names of the people in the group to express his gratitude.

Under the Crooked Neck Tree, the Emperor of the Last Ming Dynasty: "Thank you, Mr. Ye. I am really grateful. If I survive this catastrophe, I will build a shrine for Mr. Ye."

Below, there are a bunch of good guys from other group friends.

And, Yunyue Tuan's thanks and a picture.

(End of this chapter)