"Wong Tai Sin, do you have a name?"

Zhang Er asked stupidly.

Not far from Shanhaiguan, there is a small town called Xijiao Pavilion.

According to Wong Tai Sin, his sister was making a living in this city.Liu Wuwu and his party planned to rest in this city for a few days before heading to the main city of the Long family, Dajing.

Wong Tai Sin shook his head.

"I just transformed and have no name. Seniors all look like educated people. Can you give me a name?"

Hu Sandao was dumbfounded.

Has this Wong Tai Sin's brain been smashed by a hot pot? After listening to Liu Wuwu's bull shit poem, he can still say the three words "cultured"?

As outrageous as it is, the words "Liu Wuwu" have nothing to do with the words "cultured".

Unlike Hu San Dao's shock, Liu Wuwu has always considered himself a cultural person.

Although the results of his novels are extremely low, he himself is often called a "water dog" and "a trap king" by the author.

but!Liu Wuwu has always considered himself an author, a semi-literate person who repeatedly jumps between educated people and ordinary people.

A little thing like naming is simple, but it can show your cultural level.

Liu Wuwu took it for granted that it was his turn to perform.

Liu Wuwu: "Um... Huang Taixian, do you have a surname?"

While talking, Liu Wuyue took out a perpetual calendar and tried to find some inspiration from it.

Wong Tai Sin: "The first incarnation ancestor of my family is named Ji Lili. From then on, our family's surname is Ji."

Liu Wuwen: "Yesterday was the eighth day of August. Otherwise, your name is Ji Ba?"

Huang Taixian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No, someone in my grandfather's generation has already called me this name, so you can't have the same name."

Liu Wuyuan nodded and said with some regret, "It's such a pity that such a good name was published first by someone before."

Zhang Er was stunned: "???"

Let me ask you, are these two guys really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Didn't they realize that this name was an insult?

Zhang Er wanted to remind the two of them.But then I thought about it, maybe the word "Ji Ba" is not a curse word at all in the eyes of the weasel?

As the old saying goes, the customs are different even though they are different from each other, not to mention that these are two completely different races.

The word "Ji Ba" is a curse word in human mouths, but maybe in the eyes of weasels, it means "I wish you happiness"?

What is the most important thing when getting along with others?It’s about respecting each other’s differences.

This thought seems to explain it.

Zhang Er was trying hard to do some ideological work for himself, while Liu Wuwu continued to name Wong Tai Sin.

Liu Wuwu: "Xiao Ji, who is the eldest child in your family?"

"Ranked 187."

Wong Tai Sin counted on his fingers for a long time, and finally gave a very exaggerated number.

"Ji 187?"

Liu Wuwu instantly rejected the name.

This name sounds more like a strategic bomber. Where can anyone give it a name?

The ranking is wrong and the date is wrong.How to name this?For a moment, Liu Wuwu's mind went blank.

No, you must not let a weasel look down on you.

In ancient times, male names were often taken from Shangshu and Chuci.

The first chapter of Chu Ci is "Li Sao"

"The Miao Yi of Emperor Gaoyang...what's next?"

Years of reciting have been fed to the dog, and now Liu Wuwu can only remember this sentence.

How about... call her Ji Gaoyang?

No, no, Gao Yang here is the ancestor of Dr. Qu Yuan.

He's just a bullshit weasel, does he deserve it?

If Chu Ci is not good, then choose a name from the Book of Documents, the first chapter of the Book of Ministers, "Yu Shu".

"The emperor said: Come, Yu! You also have a good speech..."

Well, Liu Wuwu only knows this sentence.

Ji Yu definitely can't do it, for the same reason as Ji Gaoyang.

That's called...Ji Di said?The vernacular translation is "the emperor named Ji said".

This name is pretty bad, but Liu Wuyuan really can't think of any other names.

After hesitating for a long time, Liu Wuwu finally said to Huang Taixian with a guilty conscience: "How about... you call me Emperor Ji?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as this name came out, a purple thunder from nine days away exploded out of thin air!

Travel through the Immortal Realm from beyond Chaos and reach the Xuanwu Continent.

The power of this purple thunder tribulation was so terrifying that it caused an eight-magnitude earthquake when it traveled through the fairy world, randomly killing a true immortal who was playing nearby.

God King Zhang Wuren was the first to notice this thunder.

It turned out that he was drinking and playing with his newly married concubine.

Suddenly he stopped his hand and looked in disbelief at the direction where the lightning was falling.

He murmured to himself: "In Xuanwu Continent? Does this old bastard Tiandao really want to kill me?"

My concubine, Fairy Huaqing, asked puzzledly:

"Husband, what happened?"

Snapped!

Without any warning, King Zhang Shen slapped his most beloved concubine on the face.

"Bitch, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask, get out!!!"

Fairy Huaqing left crying.

King Zhang Shen knocked on the wooden table in front of him.

A pale young man appeared in front of King Zhang Shen out of thin air.

"Meet the Lord God King."

King Zhang Shen took out a pure black iron rod from his arms and placed it in front of the young man.

The young man's originally cold and cold face changed color, and he backed away in fear.

King Zhang Shen smiled: "Do you know this stick?"

Qing Lin's face showed bitterness: "There are very few treasures in the world that can reduce luck. Who doesn't know about this famous whip? I wonder who my foster father is going to use this killer weapon against?"

King Zhang Shen looked solemn and did not answer directly.

"The fate of the world is a fixed number. Mortals can only have ten at most, immortals have tens of thousands, and powerful luck will not exceed hundreds of billions. However, there are always some exceptions to the miraculous nature of nature."

"Their luck is unlimited, and the way of heaven cannot stop it. You call these people the children of destiny, but I think they are the children of misfortune."

"Wherever these people go, there will be great disaster. People will not be able to survive, lives will be ruined, and everything will wither."

"Qing Lin, now that there is an abnormality in Xuanwu Continent next time, I would like to order you to take the magic whip to investigate, can you?"

Qing Lin, who had risked his life for the God King in the past, actually hesitated this time.

He did not take the whip immediately, but knelt on the ground and remained silent.

The God King raised his eyebrows.

"Why, you don't want to go?"

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense. The unique supreme power of the God King was so overwhelming that Qing Lin, who had the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian, was sweating on his forehead and panting like an ox.

Under the pressure, Qing Lin spoke with difficulty: "Father, are you planning to let me kill the Son of Destiny?"

God King: "Do you have any objections?"

Qinglin opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't dare to speak out his retort.

"As you command, Lord God King."

After leaving the Palace of God King, Qing Lin glared fiercely in the direction of King Zhang Shenwang.

This old bitch wants me to die! ! !

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