Emperor's Century

Chapter 792 On Kongsang Island, Time goes back

Han Yu was even more stunned and couldn't help saying, "Bai Miao, aren't you dead?"

"Haha, Xiaobai, he said you were dead!" Xu Di's urn laughed angrily.

Bai Miao blinked her eyes and was speechless. Han Yu was even more speechless, but he was absolutely sure that what was in front of him was Bai Miao and Xu Di! However, at present, these two people, somehow, give Han Yu a very strange feeling, as if they are one size smaller. Well, no, it's not young, it's young. They are not very old. In the sixth year of Di Shun, Xu Di should be in his early thirties. Bai Miao died in the 33rd year of Diyao, when he was only 20 years old. But now these two people seem to be seventeen or eight years old, with a childish face, and even the beard on their lips seems to have just sprouted.

What's going on?

The three people looked at each other head-on, and suddenly there was a shout in the distance: "Xiao Bai, what are you two lingling about? Send the fresh fish to the temple quickly! I just hunted two-eared mice, and I can't make up the number of three animals!"

Bai Miao and Xu Di woke up like a dream. They answered and whispered to each other, "This man is weird. Why don't you send him to the temple and ask the wizard to have a look."

Han Yu was even more confused: "Witch? Why are there wizards on this island? He frowned and looked into the distance. He saw a heroic teenager with a bone fork in his hand, a bow and arrow on his back, and two huge rat-like animals in one hand. The teenager came over quickly. His body was strong, his face was like a knife, cutting edges and corners, and his body was as strong as a cheetah. His expression was extremely elegant, and his behavior was not rough at all.

"This--" Han Yu was completely dull. This teenager, he is too familiar with it. Isn't this the youngest clan in history? He...is he still alive? Did you hide it from everyone's ears and eyes and run to this isolated island to live in seclusion?

At this moment, the cold sweat was all over his body, and his heart was almost cracked. His arm vibrating, and the sky bow appeared in his hand. He condensed the anti-chaotic force into a bundle and put it on the string. The long bow was aimed at the feather!

In the world, if he is the most feared candidate, Qi Ziyu is definitely in the top three. This man's forbearance, fierceness, ruthlessness and means, every one impressed him. He broke through his secret plan, and I'm afraid it was a bloody battle.

As Mi Ziyu was walking, he suddenly saw someone holding a bow and arrow at him. He couldn't help but be shocked. He panicked and threw away the ear mouse and picked up the bone fork. Bai Miao and Xu Di next to him also picked up fishing forks and aimed at him. Xu Di shouted, "Hey, you, we can save you from the fish's stomach. Why did you commit murder?"

Han Xun was stunned for a long time, which was inappropriate, extremely inappropriate. But he couldn't figure out what went wrong. While hesitating, Xu Di shouted, and the fishing fork stabbed him in the back of his waist. Han Yu waved it casually, and the anti-chaotic force emitted, and the fishing fork made of whale bones silently turned into powder. Xu Di stared at his hand becoming empty, and Qi Ziyu and Bai Miao were also dull. The three looked at each other, suddenly shouted and ran wildly.

Han Yu was inexplicably and shouted loudly, "Young Master, I don't mean to offend you. I hope you can forgive me!"

He Ziyu didn't look back. He bypassed a reef and ran away. Han Xun breathed a sigh of relief, but it was even more strange. At this time, they had to follow their footsteps. The island seemed to be not small. After walking a cup of tea, he saw the tribes living on the island. There were two rows of wooden fences with thick thighs outside, and a layer of wooden stakes outside was cut into spikes and tilted out. It seemed to be a defense against beasts. There are about hundreds of people on the island. The houses are made of mulberry trees and bamboo trees, and the roof is blue and black. Occasionally, there is green smoke curling up, as if cooking.

"Hey!" While walking, suddenly someone shouted above his head.

As soon as Han Yu looked up, he saw a young man riding a branch with his legs open, shaking his body and shouting to himself, "Are you the foreigner rescued by Bai Miao and Xu Di?"

"Yes!" Han Yu couldn't see his face clearly, but he felt that he meant no harm. He immediately asked, "Little brother, where is this place? Can you tell me?"

"Hey hey," the teenager laughed, "Do you want to ask the way? Is it good? I heard from Bai Miao that you are quite powerful and can compare with our clan. You must have a baby.

With that, the teenager pulled a vine and swung down. There seemed to be something in his arms. When he landed, he didn't stand firmly and fell to the ground. The thing slammed to the ground, and the wine suddenly overflowed. It turned out to be a wine gourd. The teenager squatted down and went to pick up his gourd in a hurry. He shouted, "Ah, ah, no, no, no, the gourd is broken. I'm going to be finished this time. I'm designated to be beaten.

Han Xun saw that he didn't understand martial arts and looked at him busy with a smile. The teenager stood up with a broken gourd and frowned. With a pair of faces, Han Yu almost sat on the ground and shouted, "You... why are you here?"

The teenager looked at him strangely: "Do you know me?"

Han Yu smiled bitterly: "Shaoqiu, Brother Qiu, we don't play like this! You, the emperor of the three Miaos, have plotted to play tricks on my little brother. You really think too highly of me.

This teenager even turns into ashes and cold, and he also recognizes it. It is Emperor Miao Shaoqiu! He is thin, beautiful, with flexible hands and feet, and a weak body, as if he is more than ten years younger, but Han Yu is sure that this person is definitely Shaoqiu.

The teenager looked at him in surprise: "Do you know me? I'm Shaoqiu, but what is the Emperor of Sanmiao?

Han Yu was stunned and asked carefully, "Brother Qiu, you really don't know what Emperor Miao is?"

Shaoqiu shook his head: "You are so strange. You know Bai Miao, Xu Di and me, but I just don't know you!"

Han Yu smiled bitterly: "I also know Go Ziyu."

"Zi Ziyu?" Shaoqiu was stunned, "Who is Mi Ziyu?"

Han Yu opened his mouth wide. Just then, he suddenly heard a noise. In the tribe, a large group of people shouted out with bone blades and fishing forks. First, an old man in his fifties held a bronze sword in his hand and strode to the front. Xu Di was also in the crowd. At a glance, he saw Han Yu and pointed to him: "That's him!"

Everyone surrounded him.

Han Yu smiled bitterly. At this time, the old man came to him and looked at him: "Who is the driver? Why did you come to Kongsang Island?"

"Kongsang Island?" Han Yu was a little surprised that the name seemed to have been heard somewhere.

Shaoqiu beside him muttered, "Well, I can't make money. Then let me tell you, this is Kongsang Island. This is the king of my Kongsang tribe, Ai Rongwei.

"Ai Rongwei?" Han Yu shook his head, and his head was still like paste. When he saw that Mi Ziyu was not in the crowd, he immediately asked, "I know my identity. It's better to invite him to come and see."

"Mr. Shaoqi?" Ai Rongwei was shocked and then said angrily, "Fass! How noble is the Shaoqi family? How can he be with us? You--"

"Miziyu, come out! What kind of hero is hiding his head and showing his tail? The young master is now in your hands. If you want to kill him, why do you have to make a mystery? Han Xun sneered and shouted loudly. He intuitively felt that this was Mi Ziyu's conspiracy, and only this kind of strange person who was proficient in spiritual power could make such a strange thing.

He was powerful, and he shouted like a rolling thunder. His voice echoed on the island, and almost every inch of space was filled with this shout. The people of Kongsang Island couldn't help but be stunned when they saw that he had such magical power. They all had white faces and blue lips and couldn't make a sound.

"Hey, who are you looking for?" Shaoqiu secretly pulled his sleeve and whispered, "There is no Ziyu on our island, only Sang Mingyu."

"Sang Mingyu?" Han Yu was confused. Of course, he knew that the name of Zong Ziyu before he entered the door was Sang Mingyu, but this place made him feel extremely strange, as if time had gone back ten years.

At this moment, suddenly a woman's voice came from the tribe: "Dad, you all spread out! Invite him to come to the temple to talk about it.

The girl seemed to be extremely authoritative. Ai Rongwei nodded and waved his hand to let everyone disperse. He took Han Yu into the tribe by himself, and the young hill secretly followed like a thief.

The houses in the tribe are quite concentrated. They walk on the narrow road between the houses, go around, and pass through a huge banyan forest. Only then can I see a witch temple with a cyan spire in front of it in the cover of a bamboo forest.