It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

After killing two time-travelers, Chu Xuan never met any other time-travelers.

But he was in no hurry.

After all, there are more than a hundred travelers in total, and they are distributed all over the country.

It’s good to meet three.

He is only at the eighth level now.

You need to improve your strength first before you can go to other places to find time travellers.

Rong is the daughter of Ruoshui Shuizheng.

The identity is slightly more special.

So Chu Xuan never found a suitable opportunity.

Just leave the little girl there for now.

If something really went wrong under his nose, or he mastered some conceptual ability.

When the time comes, they will naturally try their best to kill them.

The days passed like this.

Rong pestered Chu Xuan, Zhu Rong pestered Rong, and Rong Ze occasionally invited Zhu Rong to his home to see the little rabbits he bought at the market.

Just watching the rabbits.

As for Ju Mang and Ju Long, they were watching the fun.

Time flies by like this.

Outside Ruoshui, each tribe lived its own life as usual.

Plain and simple.

But beneath this dullness, there was an undercurrent surging.

High-level warriors retreated to make the final impact.

Tribes such as the Xiong clan, Shennong clan, and Jiuli clan began to hoard qi and blood tonics.

Eight years later.

Bridge Mountain.

All fifteenth level warriors gathered here.

Although everyone restrains their Qi and blood.

But the breath that escaped inadvertently made the world faintly shake.

Birds and beasts within a radius of dozens of miles prostrate themselves on the ground in fear.

In the support of everyone.

Huang Di put on the clothes he had worn during the decisive battle with Chi You.

We climbed to the high platform made of clay at the top of the mountain.

Looking at the land of China in the distance.

A trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

After looking at it for a while, the man looked away. With a thought in his mind, the copper sword at his waist was unsheathed and automatically fell into his hand.

"Today, fight the sky!"

The majestic energy and blood belonging to the ancestor of Chinese humanities soared into the sky.

The next moment, a dragon's roar resounded throughout the world.

A giant dragon thousands of feet long came from a distance.

Flying in front of the man.

Huang Di let out a long roar, stood up, and landed lightly on the dragon's head.

"Yinglong, I'm going to trouble you again."

"If you're ready, then go.

I also want to settle accounts with Di Jun. "

"Hahaha, good!"

A dragon appears in the wild, reaching into the sky.

Later generations recorded this scene in history books.

"The Yellow Emperor collapsed, was buried in Bridge Mountain, and ascended on a dragon."

Ruoshui Palace.

Thirteen-year-old Chu Xuan is already a young man.

The blessing of ancient bloodline made him grow taller.

It's more than 1.8 meters tall.

He is tall and tall, with a strong back and a wolf's waist. There is not a trace of excess in his strong body.

From a distance, it looks like an explosive tiger.

At this time, he was naked and doing push-ups on his head with one finger.

Thousands of kilograms of boulders were supported by his feet.

The Overlord Gun is fully activated in the gravity field and applied to the body.

The power of Qi and blood penetrates the body.

Crazy adds stress to the body.

I did thousands of them in a row.

Chu Xuan still didn't feel a trace of fatigue.

Kick the boulder far away.

This ended the warm-up.

Several palace ladies passed by the martial arts training ground for the tenth time.

From the corner of his eye, he kept glancing at Chu Xuan's location.

Cheeks flushed.

Chu Xuan shook his head helplessly.

At this time, a gorgeous girl trotted over from a distance and handed a towel to Chu Xuan.

Behind the girl was a burly boy with red hair.

"Brother Zhuanxu, wipe your sweat."

Chu Xuan glanced at the towel, shook his head and wanted to refuse.

But seeing the young man behind him, he thought about it and took it.

In Rong's expectant eyes, he handed it to Zhu Rong, who was sweating profusely.

"Please allow your sister to give it to you. Wipe off your sweat."

Zhu Rong chuckled, and just as he was about to take it, he met Shan Rong's unkind eyes.

The boy immediately retracted his hand.

"Boss, this is prepared for you, you can use it."

Chu Xuan curled his lips and threw the towel onto Zhu Rong's shoulders.

There was a burst of footsteps behind him.

Don't think about it, Rong Qi must have run away.

"Rong, wait for me."

Upon seeing this, Zhu Rong hurriedly chased after him.

Looking at the boy's back.

Chu Xuan felt slightly regretful.

I thought that when Zhu Rong grew up, he would be as chubby as he was when he was a child.

In this case, he might be able to see that classic scene in the future.

"Swallow, how can I live without you!"

But unfortunately, it has grown.

After all these years, Rong still persevered in launching a green tea offensive against Chu Xuan.

And he seemed very eager to practice martial arts with him.

It's just that as a modern person, Chu Xuan has long been immune to these routines.

Even if Zhu Rong comes to beg him.

He could only barely teach Rong like this for half an hour.

In eight years, I taught this time traveler only a few hours.

Based on the experience of being a time traveler, Chu Xuan felt that practicing martial arts with her must be a task assigned to her by Rong's system.

The two had just left.

Chu Xuan hadn't had time to officially start practicing the skills.

A guard hurried over.

After bowing to Chu Xuan, he said respectfully.

"Chief, please come over immediately."

"Now? What's going on?"

"I don't know."

"Lead the way."