The ancestors of the prehistoric people, join the chat group at the beginning

Seeing this situation, the faces of the guards protecting the woman all changed drastically, and they hurriedly escorted the woman back.

"Wait a minute!"

The woman's cheeks were flushed, her hair was still wet, and her beautiful big eyes were full of curiosity and shyness.

As the little princess of the Chu Kingdom, she stands aloof, and although the guards around her are not top-notch experts, they are also first-class experts in the world.

When facing this little thief who peeked at him in the shower, he was not a single enemy at all.

Who is this little thief?

"Little thief, who are you? How dare you peek at this princess taking a bath? What should I do?"

Although this little thief seems to be very powerful, she, Chu Yu, is not easy to mess with.

"What do you mean I peeked at you in the shower? You are slandering me! I just passed by here, I didn't see anything, wait..."

When Chen Nan heard the words, he immediately refuted loudly.

Peeping is impossible to peep, even if it is peeping, it is impossible to admit it.

Anyway, I don't have the intention of peeping, you sent me to see it yourself, blame me?

Afterwards, he seemed to come to his senses, his eyes widened, and his expression was in disbelief: "Are you Chu Yu, the little princess of the Chu Kingdom?"

What are you doing, I have clearly deviated from the original work as much as possible, why did I still meet this happy enemy?

This is completely wrong, right?

In the original book, I first left the cemetery of gods and demons, and then lived in a small town for a year, and then I met Chu Yu in the forest behind the town.

But now, after being thrown out of the Gods and Demons Cemetery by the old man guarding the tomb, and spending a year in the small town, why did he still meet her?

It is precisely because of this that when Chen Nan saw this woman in the first day of junior high school, he did not think of the other party's identity on Chu Yu.

But never thought that it was really her?

Could it be that this is God's will?

At this moment, Chen Nan felt the deep malice of Tiandao!

This daughter Chu Yu is one of the reincarnations of Qijue Tiannv, if there is no chat group coming, Chen Nan will have a series of love and killing stories with her.

However, after the chat group came, fate has changed.

Chen Nan thought that he would never have any entanglements with Chu Yu again in this life.

But now when he suddenly faced Chu Yu, Chen Nan felt a little turmoil in his heart.

"Okay, you actually know the identity of this princess, you little thief must be a spy of the Moon Worshiping Kingdom!"

Chu Yu put her hands on her waist, her pretty face was flushed, and she was not afraid to see people like ordinary women.

"You're here to pick the Fiery Lotus, right?"

Chen Nan stood with his hands behind his back, and asked lightly.

Although time has changed, people and things have not changed, as if everything has returned to the strange circle of the original book.

"Hmph, I won't tell you, let's go!"

After weighing it for a while, and finding that there was nothing he could do about this little thief, Chu Yu wrinkled her nose, waved her hands, and planned to leave with the guards.

"Hey, wait!"

Seeing Chu Yu take people away, Chen Nan thought of what happened in the original book, so he couldn't help but stop her.

"You will meet Ren Jian, the third prince of the Moon Worship Kingdom during this trip, so you'd better be careful!"

It's fine if you don't meet it, since you met it, Chen Nan won't stand by.

"Hmph, I want you to take care of it!"

Chu Yu glanced at him suspiciously, then turned her head arrogantly, and walked away.

"Hey..."

Seeing that the other party was ungrateful, Chen Nan was instantly speechless.

"Forget it, I owe you what I owe you, just treat it as paying the interest for that glance!"

Shaking his head, Chen Nan still followed.

After all, if the other party is allowed to go his own way, the other party's life is likely to be in danger.

As soon as he saw the other party's body, he turned his head and slapped his butt and left, Chen Nan couldn't do such a thing.

...

Eternal life, the mysterious and yellow world.

"call!"

After digesting the massive amount of information in his mind, Fang Han took a breath.

"Even if in the end, the true spirit returns to its place, is reborn in the gate of eternal life, and sweeps away the fairy kings in the world, all of its strength is nothing more than a fake Daluo!"

"This human ancestor actually has the strength of the Great Luo Realm!"

"It's incredible!"

Looking at the direction Ren Zu left, his eyes became a little complicated.

After watching "Eternal Life", Fang Han didn't know that what Ren Zu said was correct.

He himself is the reincarnation of the spirit of the Gate of Eternal Life.

Since stepping into the practice world, he has fallen in love with Hua Tiandu, who was reincarnated from the cancerous door of eternal life.

Starting from the Xuanhuang Great World, to the Heaven Realm, and finally, after beheading Hua Tiandu, he soared into the sky and ruled the world.

"Do it again, I'm still the Gate of Eternal Life Artifact Spirit, even if it ends up sweeping the world like this book said, I'm just a fake big Luo!"

"This is the limit of the world, and the limit of heaven and earth!"

"But that's not what I want!"

Having obtained the spoiler and chat group for the book "Eternal Life", Fang Han was dissatisfied with the ending of the book.

Because he knew that even if he walked the path of eternal life again, the result would not change in any way.

He is not willing!

So what if it becomes the gate of eternal life?

To rule the roost in this little pond?Feeling complacent, watching the sky from the bottom of the well?

No, that was definitely not what Fang Han wanted!

"The prehistoric world where Ren Zu lived is the world I yearn for!"

According to the chat group, the prehistoric world is the Eternal Realm, and the Immortal World I am in is just the Great Thousand World.

In the prehistoric world, Da Luo is by no means the end.

There is also the existence of the Hunyuan Realm, and above that, the chat group did not reveal it.

But even so, it was enough to make Fang Han yearn for it.

"However, only after becoming a fairy can you go to the prehistoric world!"

"So, I want to become a fairy first!"

After thinking about it, Fang Han lowered his head and looked at the ground, the man who brought the opportunity, Bai Haichan, was completely out of breath.

"Forget it, although you are just a tool man, you can still be regarded as the first practitioner I met after I set foot on the road of cultivation!"

"I will show kindness and bury you!"

"As for your request, it's none of my business!"

As soon as he thought about it, he turned around and found a hoe, dug a big hole by the river, and buried Bai Haichan in it.

Of course, before burying him, Fang Han stripped him of everything.

If this is an online game world, you should be able to hear a few ding ding system prompts.

【Ding!You get 1 golden silk garment! 】

【Ding!You have obtained 1 elixir of Nine Apertures Golden Pill! 】

【Ding!You have obtained 1 piece of the treasure dragon crouching in the underworld! 】

Stuffing these three things into his bosom, Fang Han glanced at the buried grave.

"Getting three of your treasures and sending you to the ground is a reciprocal repayment. We both owe nothing!"

After murmuring a few words silently, Fang Han left the reeds without looking back.

Looking up at the sky, it was already dawn, and the sun was about to rise from the east.

God, it's almost dawn!

Follow the trail and return to the stable in the backyard of Fangfu.

Lying on the bed, with his hands on his head and looking at the ceiling, Fang Han's eyes were wide open and he was not sleepy.

Too many things happened today.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, he turned over and sat up.

Take out the three treasures obtained from the tool man Bai Haichan, line them up, and put them on the bed.

With the help of the morning light, he saw the appearance of the three treasures clearly.

Golden silk treasure clothes, dark gold, invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, low-grade magical artifacts, worthless gadgets.

Nine-orifice golden elixir, the pill has nine orifices, prefecture-level elixir, which can prolong life by 900 years.

The map of Jiaofu Huangquan, a peerless Taoist artifact, is an incomplete product of the immortal artifact.

"For me now, these three are treasures, and I can barely use them!"

"No, I have to leave Fang's house, no matter whether I join the Yuhuamen or not, I must leave!"

"Otherwise, how can the strength be improved?"

"Fang Qingxue is back, do I want to catch up with her and enter the Yuhua Gate like in the original book?"

Recalling the cold and noble woman with blue hair like a waterfall in the original book, Fang Han's heart twitched.

"In the original book, she is one of my wives, there is no reason to let her go in this life!"

"Forget it, if you eat soft rice, you can eat soft rice. It's not shameful to eat soft rice with your own wife!"

Slowly, Fang Han figured out the clues and made up his mind.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes and took a restful sleep.

...

Confucianism and Taoism are the most holy, Jingguo, Jiangzhou, Dayuanfu, Jixian.

Red walls and green tiles, shaded by green trees.

The sunset is all over the sky, and the sky and the earth are golden and red, beautiful and magnificent.

In the examination room, Fang Yun put down his brush and frowned.

The exam came to the last topic, poetry.

There is no requirement for a necessary mediocrity, only rhyming and deduction.

Five-character, seven-character, quatrains, verses, Ci, parallel prose or Fu are all acceptable.

In addition to parallel prose and Fu, poetry requires one of the four rhymes of Hengbu, Shaobu, Dongbu and Yuanbu.

The theme is also relatively common, choose one of the two themes of spring and frontier.

"This is my specialty. With the accumulation of 5000 years on the earth, isn't it easy to write a poem?"

Fang Yun put the test paper in front of him, picked up his pen and thought silently.

After a while, thinking of the breath of spring after the rain today, a famous poem naturally came to mind.

After thinking about it, I started writing.

spring dawn.