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Chapter 159 Ancient Qin, Zombies

Several fairy grass looked at each other.

They knew that this ship doctor named "Ghost Witch Doctor" was mysterious.

No one knows the origin of this human race, but in just a few decades of life, he built the ancient ship of the Toad Palace with the Queen of Niu-Tao, fought in the world together, and suppressed a great era. After that, everyone thought that he had died of old age.

But who would have thought that he would live out a second life?

Whether it is talent or background, these are people who need to pay great attention to, and they even know the secrets of these fairy grasses.

"I'll talk to you." Zheng Linshou said.

"Can you become a representative?" Zhu Zheng asked Weiwei.

“Can represent all races.”

Zheng Linshou was already planning some of the worst results in his mind. Fortunately, his granddaughters Zheng Weiwei, Benna and others were wandering outside for a long time. If something unexpected happened here, there would be some opportunities.

Zheng Linshou is a mature man and has a quick thinking.

"I don't know how much truth he knows. The information we are currently guessing is that our immortal grass is descended from the Golden Crow and has a race that produces qi... And people like us who come to various worlds should not only our Earth clan, but there should be existences from other worlds to be competent for the position of immortal grass."

He bet that the other party didn't know that he was a fairy grass from the parallel red moon world.

If the other party knows, they may imprison them, because they are all parallel planets, and it is very likely that they will help this hostile Red Moon World to rebel against the Ancestral Witch World!

In the eyes of the strong people in this world, it is intolerable.

"We shouldn't have been discovered?" He took a deep breath, "And, the Ancestral Witch World has kindness to us, and we have been watching them grow up and helping them provide energy... Having feelings is not enough to rebel. It's best if both sides don't fight..."

Zhu Zhengwei naturally didn't know that this old man was meticulous. As a diplomat in a country, he had already thought of various possible crises.

Zhu Zhengwei just said: "The rules of each world are different. In this world, you are able to speak... As the cornerstone of the world, you are a priest like a land, providing the world with a constant stream of energy."

Zheng Linshou was shocked and quickly replied: "That's true! Our clan has been doing this for thousands of years."

He felt that the message was amazing!

However, he quickly pretended that he understood and was very skilled, saying that his clan had been in his family for many years, so as not to be seen. He was a novice who had just entered this prehistoric world for a few months.

"It usually exists. I don't know our origin. Can you know this level? Is it not the natives from the ancestor witch world, but from other worlds?" Zheng Linshou asked directly as he followed the words and quickly changed the topic.

“This is nature.”

Zhu Zhengwei also spoke as he spoke, his voice hoarse but gentle, and said with emotion: "I come from a certain area outside the sky, and I am a descendant of the royal family with an ancient identity. Although I am in front of me the prosperous Tang Dynasty and the Journey to the West carried out by the gods of the heavens, the country where I was once my ancestor once existed in this vast world, and was called... Qin."

Zheng Linshou was shocked.

Qin?

Could it be the legendary Qin Dynasty?

So, according to some historical myths, the pre-precious era was the first catastrophe of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, the Lich War, Nuwa created humans, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors... It seems that it ended with ten golden crows falling into the earth?

So, the god burst into tears and began to be reincarnated everywhere.

The timeline afterwards seemed to be the era of the founding of Gods during the Shang Dynasty. King Zhou blasphemed Nuwa, and even now, it was a battle between the Buddhist and Taoist saints in the dark.

What about the Qin Dynasty that skipped in the middle?

What happened again?

And those dynasties in history, if they were really dynasties under the mythical worldview, would they really fall?

Is it perished?

Zheng Linshou had felt the huge mythical worldview before, and was opening a terrible prelude!

The vast history of the starry sky is too huge. Those ancient existences that are high above are scary. In front of them, they are in the quicksand river area, and they are simply a tiny speck of dust.

"Are you a descendant of the Qin Dynasty?" Zheng Linshou exclaimed. If you say this, you would feel a little intimate. "As fairy grass, we have also heard of this dynasty. I dare to ask about that era..."

“Many things are hard to describe.”

Zhu Zhengwei said it was hard to say, and he understood everything he understood, but he naturally didn’t understand.

"However, our entire ancestor witch world was basically the descendants of this dynasty." Zhu Zhengwei tried to make a backer for the ancestor witch world.

Whether it works or not, there is nothing wrong with trying it out.

However, the abnormalities between the Ancestral Witch World and other worlds can be seen at a glance.

Their worlds are all black and chaotic, and my worlds are all bright and pure. So they threw them into a group of monsters with Tang Seng, which made people instinctively jealous. Although Tang Seng tried to get in and said that you and I were brothers, what was the effect?

It's better to try it than nothing.

Maybe it's really a success in deception.

"We, the Ancestral Witch World, turned out to be... descendants of Qin!" Zheng Linshou felt numb when he heard it, feeling that the amount of information was too large, but he could only listen.

"However, the ancestors also ascended to a mysterious world and disappeared."

Zhu Zheng shook his head, "In the past, that emperor of the ages was a rare human emperor in history. He pursued immortality throughout his life and entered the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal. Unfortunately, he was tragically killed and eventually..."

"For example, my bloodline in front of me never condenses. In fact, it is the blood of zombies, which is the blood of this zombie created." Zhu Zhengwei kept providing settings.

"Zombies?" Zheng Linshou's heart trembled, but he calmed down on the surface. "It is said that in this lineage, zombies gather the resentment of heaven and earth, are born, never old, immortal, and are never destroyed, and are abandoned from the six realms of reincarnation for heaven and earth..."

Zhu Zheng smiled slightly, and when he saw that he didn't believe it, he couldn't help but show it.

Stretch your hand.

The skin was broken, and blood gushed out of the air, condensing into a blood knife with dirty air, slashing a big tree next to it.

"Blood is the essence of our clan, so we have to suck blood for a living."

Zhu Zhengwei's speech was half true and half false, and said, "And our tribe is the blood body that can treat the body as a treasure weapon to train, hammer and forge, and finally to the extreme hardness..."

Zhu Zhengwei's technique was indeed developed by his hemophilia and was centered on blood.

In front of him, he tried to transmit some settings secretly, set some ancient history for himself, and see if his experiment will be successful. If it succeeds, he may have a bright future.
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