Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Maybe Li Xi didn't know who Zhao Chuanxin was, but he was very familiar with the guard who was a warrior.

After listening to Li Xi's inquiry, even though the night was already deep, he was not sleepy at all, and said excitedly: "Zhao Chuanxin is a legend. The world calls him the God of War, and some call him the God of War on the Roof. It is said that there are ten thousand men. Undeserved courage is a modern-day fierce general like Lu Bu and Zhao Yun. He can kill an entire Beiyang army by himself and is invincible in the east and west of the United States. Both the Japanese and Russians are afraid of him..."

The guard recounted Zhao Chuanxin's past achievements in detail.

After Li Xi heard this, his breathing became heavy involuntarily.

It's not that I'm excited about martial arts, nor is I happy to hear stories.

The immersive mental stimulation of this kind of scene is even more exciting than watching short movies in later generations.

The spout is obviously not as thick as a little finger, but it has a pouring effect.

"Pick me up, pick me up, but please be gentle with your hands."

Shake your wrist and click three o'clock.

He waved to Nabeshima Itoko: "Sister, come here."

One of course is Naoko Yuka.

Jin Wuzhi couldn't tell whether he was relieved because the disaster star was gone, or whether he was disappointed because he couldn't hear the exciting conversation that followed.

If this thing splashed on her, she might as well jump down.

It was like being turned upside down, and all the stomach water from the day before yesterday was vomited out.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at her, and then murmured something: "Zhenglun, the god who spits out filth and removes odors, Luo Qiante, the god of life and nourishment, but the evil guard, the true throat god, Hu Ben, the spirit of Qi, the spirit of inducing fluids and the spirit of Dan Yuan, so that I have access to the refining liquid of Zhensi Shen, and the stench will last forever!"

The circle of Japanese soldiers below suffered.

Ito Hirobumi retched from time to time, so it was obvious that Hasegawa Yoshimichi actually vomited blood, which was inevitably a surprise.

Nabeshima Itoko didn't dare to resist.

Although not as detailed as the guards, at least he knows who he is.

Li Xiangxi rolled his eyes: "This is obviously the smelly water that someone poured down from the roof."

There was a guard with a gun standing at the door. He seemed to be in good spirits and didn't look like he was sleepy.

"Okay, I'll turn around and put it on quickly."

Then, he huddled in the corner to avoid stray bullets accidentally injuring himself.

Is the exchange of paintings considered stolen paintings?

So when visiting jewelry and curios, does that mean going to steal the royal family’s treasury?

All of a sudden, everything clicked.

Li Xiangxi came to Qingyun Palace and was discussing countermeasures with Li Xi.

"You, turn around."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Qingyun Palace from a distance, maybe because the palace was small and the lights were still bright at this time, and he didn't know how to save it.

Then before she could react, he hugged her and started running, then jumped suddenly.

Everyone struggled to carry him out of the range of the "biochemical weapon", pinching him and slapping him in the face.

But it feels very exciting. That feeling of leap is not something ordinary people can experience.

This is great news!

Nabeshima Itoko's face was pale and she was very frightened.

Another person who had Jin Wuzhi's idea was Li Xi and Li Xiangxi.

Li Xiangxi also felt powerless, nodded and said: "But now the Japanese are hunting him, how should we contact him?"

Zhao Chuanxin warned: "Sister, please don't even think about shouting to attract attention."

The princess said: "Okay, I'm dressed. Where are we going?"

Then, he touched his forehead in confusion. Is it raining?

Wow...

I have a bad feeling in my heart.

Nabeshima Itoko's beautiful brows furrowed tightly: "What else do you want?"

Halfway through her words, she suddenly froze again.

The princess suddenly exclaimed: "Why are you still doing this?"

Below, a Japanese soldier faintly smelled a stench.

The guard responded and hurried out of the palace.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "My pullover may have shrunk because of the washing. Your hairstyle is a little swollen and it's stuck. I'll help you pull it on your chest. I didn't mean it, really."

Jin Wuzhi, who was distracted, heard it, but finally couldn't get rid of the fate of nosebleeds.

"..."

The night is quiet.

Then he covered his mouth with a guilty conscience, looked around, and found that no one was there, then he carefully moved his buttocks, and jumped out of his heart.

She pinched her nose and said in shock: "It's you. It was you who caused the stench in the restaurant..."

Nabeshima Itoko stood face to face with Zhao Chuanxin in fear.

The stinky liquid had already entered his mouth, and a line of stinky liquid extended downward from his mouth, straight to his stomach.

……

Nabeshima Itoko's face suddenly turned red, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Your hands..."

Not far away, the palace guards who had witnessed everything silently retreated quietly and went back to report.

In general, compared to purely Western-style buildings, it is a little more sophisticated.

The guard said: "Strange to say, there is smelly rain only over the Grand Hotel, but not elsewhere."

"I don't have many chips in my hand, but if I have the power I can use, I won't let it go. If I operate it properly, I can at least delay the Japanese plot to force me to abdicate."

Because Nabeshima Itoko was too petite compared to Zhao Chuanxin, Zhao Chuanxin hugged her.

This Western-style building is a symbol of imperial power and plays an important role in Qingyun Palace.

Then, the footsteps of the two people gradually became distant.

Something else occurred to him.

After a while, she finally reacted: "Why don't you let me down?"

There were footsteps again outside, and the voices of a man and a woman.

However, when Zhao Chuanxin was wandering around, he usually just bullied a group of people by himself.

Zhao Chuanxin took Nabeshima Itoko's hand and ran forward.

"Yes!"

Hasegawa Yomichi was also on the edge of the building, looking up with his head raised.

He said: "Come, hold me, I will take you to heaven."

He thought of the princess's beauty and temperament... He couldn't do it anymore.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't answer her, he looked down at the hotel entrance surrounded by Japanese soldiers, and happily took out the old god's chamber pot.

It's just that the rain is too smelly, and the smell is still familiar.

He stepped forward and hugged her.

Only then did he let go.

So, if she couldn't contact Zhao Chuanxin, she could try to find him and see if she could help pass on some information.

However, he had vomited all the acidic water in his stomach before, but now he vomited out a mouthful of faint blood.

Nabeshima Itoko said helplessly.

Hasegawa was so sick that he fainted.

The guard sneered: "Almost, just almost! Later, he was saved again. However, he lost most of his life. I saw that he would vomit as long as he was awake. Maybe he will die soon."

Nabeshima Itoko felt a little uncomfortable when her hand was held.

It's fresh, but it's also scary.

On the one hand, I am afraid of falling, and on the other hand, I am afraid of being bumped into.