Cyber Daming

"The Huangliang dream link is opened, the target is Sun Qianyuan."

"The link is completed, the guide enters."

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

When Zou Sijiu opened his eyes, the first thing that caught his sight was a rain of arrows as dense as locusts!

The arrows flew through the air and splashed down, making a harsh whistling sound that made people's scalp numb.

"Damn it, Black Dragon Capital, can you be a little more outrageous and throw a Tao Xu from the modern Ming Dynasty into the ancient battlefield of the pre-Ming Dynasty? If he can hand over his authority, then there is really something wrong!"

Zou Sijiu cursed loudly, picked up a shield hanging next to the saddle and put it on his head, lowering his body as much as possible.

Boom..Boom..Boom..

The arrow was stuck on the shield, and the huge force caused his jaw to go numb.

The galloping war horse beneath him was stabbed like a hedgehog by arrows, and fell to the ground with a shrill wail.

The huge inertia threw Zou Sijiu away, and while his body was still in the air, he hurriedly chanted: "Yin Yang Alchemist, Master of Huangliang. My name is Zou Sijiu, and I am named after Yin Yang Liu Shi Meng Bo Qi." Name, borrow authority, and open the back door!”

"Simulation, Wu Xu Li Jun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the embarrassment and panic in Zou Sijiu's eyebrows instantly disappeared, replaced by a blazing banditry.

The moment he landed, he rolled on the spot, dodged a vicious long knife that was aimed at his head, and cut off the limbs of the horse that rushed past him with his backhand.

A Japanese soldier wearing tamaru armor fell off his horse and was thrown to pieces. Before he could come to his senses, Zou Sijiu stabbed him in the heart.

Phew!

Zou Sijiu turned his wrist and twisted the knife, directly creating a hole of flesh and blood the size of a fist!

He wiped the blood from his face, raised his eyes and looked around.

In front of him was a small-scale cold weapon battlefield, with dozens of soldiers fighting together.

In the dirty snow mixed with black and red, a Ming Dynasty dragon flag whistled in the wind. A box painted in bright yellow was leaning against the flag. Several Ming soldiers were guarding the left and right side by side, fighting to the death with the Japanese soldiers who were robbing the box. Fight.

Zou Sijiu's eyes were fixed on one of them, and he remembered the other person's face very clearly.

It is the owner of this dreamland, the target of his connection this time, Daoxu Sun Qianyuan!

"Just find someone"

Before Zou Sijiu could relax, there was another evil wind blowing above his head.

A Japanese general with brighter armor came running towards him on horseback. He swung a long spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear with a cold light went straight to his heart!

clang!

The spear that had the absolute advantage in the horse battle was actually knocked away by Zou Sijiu with his sword, and the generals on the horse were also knocked down.

"Lao Li's template is so easy to use, with his physical fitness and reaction ability."

Zou Sijiu's eyes were bright and he was clicking his tongue.

He had no control over the knife strike just now, and relied entirely on his body's instinct to counterattack, effortlessly knocking over the opponent, both man and horse.

The Japanese general turned over and jumped up. The helmet on top was thrown away, revealing a bare head. The bun on the back of his head was mixed with blood, sweat and mud, and solidified into a short and thick black stick.

He kept shouting angrily, and stabbed Zou Sijiu with his spear while shaking his hands.

But it's a pity that in front of Zou Sijiu, who is now "inviting the gods", his poor marksmanship is laughable.

clang!

The Japanese general felt as if he had been struck by lightning when the straight sword fell. His hands were torn apart, and his spear fell to the ground with a clang.

The surrounding Japanese soldiers roared and tried to rush to rescue their leader, but it was already too late.

The sword flashed across and blood exploded.

"Glue. cluck."

The Japanese general held his hands around his neck, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop the splattering blood. The facial features on his face were twisted and ferocious, and his lips kept moving, but he could not make any sound. He slowly knelt down and died.

Zou Sijiu strode forward, reached out and grabbed the hair stick behind the opponent's head, put it against the long knife and slashed hard!

"If you want to die, keep going forward. If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Zou Sijiu grabbed a bloody head, looked sternly, and shouted sharply at the Japanese soldiers who surrounded him.

This group of Japanese soldiers looked at each other. The bravery of the Ming army in front of them made them terrified. Their leader was so brave, but he was killed by two swords. It was really unbelievable.

But if he turns around and runs away now, he can't get the leader's body back, and I'm afraid there won't be a good ending after he goes back.

"These Ming people have an ambush, retreat quickly!"

Just when the scene was in a stalemate, a Japanese soldier veteran with a beard suddenly yelled, turned around and ran away.

The other Japanese soldiers followed suit and fled in the blink of an eye.

Zou Sijiu had no idea of ​​pursuing the victory and annihilating all the enemy troops. No matter how many people they killed, it was just a string of thoughts from the 'Dream Master', which meant nothing.

At this moment, under the standing dragon flag, there were already corpses piled up like a mountain.

Fortunately, the target Sun Qianyuan is still alive although his face is pale and ugly.

They were the only two people left in this Ming army that had been ambushed.

"Of so many people, only two died. Will such a deliberate arrangement make Sun Qianyuan doubt himself? People like Black Dragon Capital are too unprofessional!"

With a hint of uneasiness in his heart, Zou Sijiu walked up to Sun Qianyuan, who was slumped on the ground, and reached out to hold his shoulders.

"Is it okay?"

Sun Qianyuan staggered up leaning against Zou Sijiu, with a forced smile on his blood-stained face, "There is still breath. Fortunately, Taoist priest, you arrived in time, otherwise the things would have been snatched away by these little Japanese thieves."

The hostility is not very strong.

It seems that although Black Dragon Capital's previous 'guidance' failed, it still weakened his willpower.

The first step of contact was successfully completed, which made Zou Sijiu feel calm.

Just when he was about to continue speaking, he heard Sun Qianyuan ask in confusion: "But Taoist Master, this place is still some distance from Siming Mountain. How come you are here?"

Daochang Siming Mountain. One of the Daoxu Cave Heavens, Zhejiang Province

Zou Sijiu's thoughts were racing in his mind, and his lowered eyes quickly scanned his clothes.

Under the blood-mottled paper armor, there is a black Taoist robe that only Taoists can wear!

"Taoist priest?"

Sun Qianyuan stared at the silent Zou Sijiu, and slowly touched the dagger inserted in his waist with his right hand.

"oh."

Zou Sijiu, who had already guessed the layout of this dream, pretended to have suddenly come to his senses and replied: "It was the immortal chief on Siming Mountain who knew that you would be ambushed, so he sent Pindao me down the mountain to rescue you."

"So that's it. The immortals on the mountain are really clever. They can even predict the Japanese pirates' ambush."

Sun Qianyuan's tense face relaxed, and after he finished speaking his compliments, he fainted directly into Zou Sijiu's arms.

You have to flatter yourself even in your dreams. It is truly an old-school way of doing things.

Zou Sijiu smacked his lips speechlessly, looked around, and his eyes fell on the bright yellow box on the ground, with two seals crossed on the door.

"It hurts."

A low murmur of pain came from Sun Qianyuan's mouth, and a gap slowly opened in his closed eyes.

"woke up?"

The sudden voice made Sun Qianyuan wake up suddenly. His eyes widened suddenly. His hands subconsciously formed a sword point between his eyebrows, but there was no movement at all. He froze in place.

crackle

The orange flames licked the slightly moist branches, making a crisp crackling sound.

Sun Qianyuan came back to his senses, looked at Zou Sijiu's frown, and immediately put down his hands, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"I have always admired Taoist cultivators like you, so I learned some random moves. Taoist priest, please don't be offended."

"No, there are not many people like you who devote themselves to the Tao."

Zou Sijiu sat cross-legged next to the fire, smiling warmly, but there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

No wonder Black Dragon Capital couldn't strip him of his authority. This Taoist order even locked up all his own Taoism.

If I couldn't open the 'back door', wouldn't I have to rely on my own ability to fight with people in this dream?

The risk is too high!

Don't trespass into other people's dreams. Senior, you will never deceive me.