Super Asura System

The big man led his hands and lunged at the three men fiercely. The young swordsman waved his long sword and fought each other, but his fists were hard to beat with four hands, not to mention he had two burdens.

Soon there were a few more scars on his body, and everyone felt a gust of breeze blowing, and the eyes of those wicked and wicked people went round, and finally fell like that.

The young swordsman immediately said loudly: "I don't know which senior who rescued him, I am really grateful."

Zhao Yiming coughed softly and walked out of the pavilion tremblingly. He watched the three people with smiles on their faces and said, "It has been thousands of years, and there is no more me in your memory."

The scholar hesitated and said, "Mr. Could it be that he is a fairy, how could he say this?"

Zhao Yiming saw that it was a little late, and then waved his hand. The three of them felt that the situation had changed, and found that they had reached a platform on the top of the mountain.

A bonfire appeared on the ground, and there was a table next to it. There were a lot of wine and dishes on the table, but they had never seen the dishes, but they didn't know why it seemed so familiar.

Zhao Yiming smiled and said: "These are the things you loved to eat back then. People in the world have forgotten the three empires back then, and naturally they have forgotten you guys in the wind."

The oiran smiled, and then said with a smile, "So the old man is really a god, I said that the sky has eyes, and he will send the gods down to rescue us."

Zhao Yiming gently shook his head and said, "Then you are wrong. I am not a god, but a person with a successful cultivation base, and I have nothing to do with the sky. I can also say that I am an enemy.

You were all my deceased back then, we used to fight side by side, but I will not restore your memory, because that doesn't make any sense. "

The young swordsman laughed and said: "It was an honor to be able to fight side by side with the old man back then. As for whether the memory will be restored, it doesn't matter, what happened back then is gone.

Nowadays, we are living very well. Actually, we don’t care if you are sent by the heavens. Whether the heavens have eyes or not, we don’t care about them at all.

I only know that no matter what, we have to fight for it with our hands. Only in this way can we truly belong to us. It is nonsense to count on God's charity. "

The scholar hesitated on the side and said: "But I don't quite agree with your point of view. I think that for many things, it is better to be in awe.

God can be considered fair, so how can I blame God and others, but I think it’s good to fight for myself, but I also need to have this strength.

If I can be admitted to the top prize and serve the country by then, I will be able to return to life and bring happiness to my loved ones. What's wrong with it. "

Zhao Yiming smiled and said: "You don't have to argue about this kind of thing. Many things are the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees the wisdom, there is no fixed number at all.

Today we are here to talk about the wine, and we don't know when we will meet again after drinking this time. The two of you are also entangled for life and life. I believe you will be happy in the future. "

The scholar looked at the oiran affectionately and said: "It's a pity that his father doesn't approve of us, otherwise we must be the happiest couple. It's really sad to think about it."

Zhao Yiming smiled casually, and the two of them disappeared in front of his eyes with a flick of his hand. The young swordsman was shocked, wondering what the other party meant.

Zhao Yiming motioned him not to worry with his eyes, and said with a smile: "I just fulfilled their wish. The emperor has already made an order to find scholars.

I heard that he is a talent of the world, and he was appointed as the official historian. He will be on the same stage in the future, and I don't know if he can do the same as he said.

Oiran's father is now very satisfied with his son-in-law. Not only is he young and talented, but he is also in a high position. How could it be bad? "

A contradictory look appeared on the face of the young swordsman. On the one hand, he was happy for his friends, and on the other hand, he was secretly hurt for himself. He didn't know whether he was crying or laughing.

Zhao Yiming patted him on the shoulder and said: "Since ancient times, there has been a passionate and empty hate, and this hate will never end. You were wrong at the earliest. Why should you keep going wrong? Find a chivalrous girl who likes you and be a pair of condor heroes. Is it not good?"

The young swordsman nodded, and suddenly looked at Zhao Yiming and said, "I think I should be like you, but suddenly I can't find any reason. Help me!"

Zhao Yiming stretched out his hand on his forehead and nodded, his soul flew to the sky, and then experienced three stages of life. The first stage is called Wang Chongyang, the second stage is called Yang Guo, and the third stage is called Wei Xiaobao. He finally found his belongings. Own happiness.

Zhao Yiming felt his heart relaxed a lot, and this time he ended one thing. Perhaps these fateful entanglements were the last difficulty.

He fiddled with the campfire with his hands, and suddenly sighed: "Since it's here, why don't you come out?"

This time, it was a woman who walked out. It was the Sharapova whom he had favored when he was in the barbarian. It was just an overnight joy at the time, and she had forgotten it later.

Sharapova looked at him, her eyes widened, and she said fiercely: "Since you can help others, then I don't know if you can help me. I can't die for thousands of years, just because I have you.

For so many years, I can only watch you and others affectionately, but I can only guard the vacant room alone. Is it because I am a barbarian, so I should be like this. "

Zhao Yiming shook his head gently and said, "I can only say that I was wrong at that time. During that time, I was unstable, so I didn't handle many things properly.

I don't know how you want me to help you. If you feel that marrying my life can save you, then do it. "

Sharapova burst into tears suddenly, and pointed her finger at him and said: "Why do you want to treat me so unjustly? All I ask for is so little. Are you really worthy of me like this?

Aren’t you very capable, then give me a future. I don’t want to be such a fool anymore. I want all men to surrender under my pomegranate skirt. "

Zhao Yiming took a deep breath and pointed at the center of her eyebrows. A trace of soul drifted away, leaving only a shell turned into fly ash.

Sharapova became the famous Cleopatra, and countless men fell for her, and later became Concubine Yang, ruining the entire Tang Dynasty, and finally turned into Cheng Yuanyuan, who became an angry beauty.

Every one of them is a disaster for the country and the people, and it can be regarded as completing her revenge.