The sun sets.

Clouds and clouds in the sky evolved into a dim sky under the sunlight.

Zhao Gongming looked at the strangely disguised old father who was walking step by step, and Su Yuzhi, the Baihu, the human world.

My heart was cold, and I was determined to take steps and ran away in an instant.

But for a moment, the feet seemed to have taken root.

How terrifying it would be to be a weird thing that could not be discovered by Su Yuzhi, a hundred households.

Just thinking about it makes my hands and feet cold, and my whole body feels like ice-cold wars.

My hands and feet were soft and weak, as if I had poured a thousand kilograms of iron juice, and I couldn't take this step for a long time.

I kept muttering over and over again in my heart to relieve stress and calm myself down.

Looking at the two people who had arrived in front of him, Zhao Gongming's face turned pale and there was no trace of blood.

"San'er?"

"Is it okay?"

The old father asked with concern, his face filled with wrinkles also showed anxiety.

Whether it is tone or expression, the old man is impeccable and plays an old father who cares about his son vividly.

Zhao Gongming suppressed the panic in his heart, and a smile appeared barely and replied, "I'm tired of practicing sword skills just now."

"The Black Tiger Seven Kills, this is the sword technique of the Great Qin army."

A thick voice sounded from the side, Su Yuzhi looked at Zhao Gongming with a deep gaze, and continued to say with a smile: "Every time of exercise will have a tempering effect on one's muscles and bones."

"Marriage skills are divided into external skills, acquired, innate three realms, external skills are one way, external skin and membranes are refined, muscles and bones are whirling together, and the five internal organs are refined, so you can enter the acquired world."

"The Black Tiger Seven Kills have a strong killing intention. The military technique is the way of tigers and wolves, and it emphasizes courage and diligence."

"It consumes a lot of money on one's own body. If you practice hard, you will lose your life and leave all kinds of hidden injuries. Once you pass your prime, you will suffer from all kinds of diseases."

"It is necessary to cooperate with the Black Tiger Breathing Technique, which is the complete basic chapter of the White Tiger Pure Yuan Gong."

"Zhao Gongming, you are also an old man from the Human Resources Department. You have also completed the assignment of the Human Resources Department many times, and your qualifications are enough."

"Take this token and go to the arsenal to collect the Black Tiger Breathing Technique yourself."

A token the size of a palm was thrown out of Su Yuzhi's sleeve and fell into Zhao Gongming's palm.

The token is made of pure steel, and a coldness is born after touching the fingers, with the word "Ling" written on it.

This text is written in Qin's text, and Zhao Gongming recognized it.

"I am busy with official duties, so I won't bother you father and son."

Before Zhao Gongming could speak, the old father on the side reached out and pulled Zhao Gongming's sleeve, and said at the same time: "I'm not grateful to you yet."

"Thank you, sir."

Su Yuzhi nodded slightly and then slowly left.

Zhao Gongming raised his arm slightly, trying to pull Su Yuzhi, but he didn't want this person to leave, but as soon as his arm was stretched out, he was already slapped heavily by the old father.

A voice of regret that was too strong to be strong sounded, "San'er?"

"You."

"Can you save your worries for your father?"

"The only one left in my Daliang Zhao clan is now you, my father and son. I am old as my father. I will revive my family and prevent my ancestor Zhao Yangzi from being embarrassed."

"This thousand pounds of burden is carried on your shoulders."

"There is news from this Su Baihu that he will be transferred to Daliang City as a deputy Qianhu. If you can be transferred to Daliang City as your confidant, you will be promoted."

Zhao Gongming looked at his sincere father, looking at his heart-to-hearted old father.

No, very wrong.

Zhao Gongming felt a trance.

Su Yuzhi's attitude was wrong. If he remembered nothing wrong, although he was a child of the Zhao family, he was not a direct line. In addition, the Great Wei destroyed the country and his family had already fallen.

In the Human Resources Department, he was just a little transparent. An ordinary constable had a big incident when he met Su Yuzhi the times, and he was mixed with many constables.

Where can Su Baihu remember it, or even pass on his Black Tiger Breathing Technique?

This is even more wrong with the old father. Not to mention his strange identity, his outfit alone is not in line with his own situation of being alone.

Especially the morning scene, it seems that it didn't happen here.

This is abrupt, a sense of separation.

Everything is wrong, and for a moment, Zhao Gongming felt unrealistic.

I don’t know if everything was a dream last night or what happened today was all illusion.

Or I am dreaming now and I have not traveled through time.

The old father looked at Zhao Gongming in a daze and did not listen to his advice at all. He couldn't help but grow angry and scolded Zhao Gongming, "Things that are ineffective."

"After getting off work in the evening, don't go back early and get in touch with others more often."

"This is money, I'll invite my colleagues to have a drink tonight."

The old father took out a purse in his arms, threw it to Zhao Gongming, and then left angrily.

As soon as the old father left, Zhao Gongming's feet became weak and he sat on the ground. His clothes were stained with soil. Zhao Gongming ignored this.

Looking at the money bag in my hand, it was filled with pieces of broken silver and put it in my arms.

Zhao Gongming took a deep breath and then vomited heavily.

What's this?

Search for memory carefully.

a long time.

No errors.

The only one who died in the Old Zhao family was left with his own seedlings.

The old father died as early as the ruins of Daliang City, and there is a clear memory in his memory that is buried in the soil.

It’s a dangerous place to join the Human World, but it’s not that it’s a problem for poor food and can’t survive.

Not going home is also a good thing.

Zhao Gongming didn't want to see the weird ones who were against his old father's identity.

He walked out of the martial arts venue with great strides. He saw someone coming towards him. When he saw Zhao Gongming greeting and saying, "Brother Zhao, hurry up."

"Today, brothers gather together."

The visitor pulled Zhao Gongming and came to a remote room in Renjiansi. There were many people sitting around a square table.

As soon as Zhao Gongming sat down, the bowl was already placed in front of him, and someone called him to fill it.

"Where is the Captain King?"

Someone asked.

"Don't mention it, this is not the time when someone came to Renjian to report the case in the morning."

"Say someone inserted a dagger into his heart, and the blood erupted and he could not die."

"The chief chief suspects that there is something strange, so this is not sent to investigate the king."

"This Qin is just a strict one. If it were a Wei, this little thing would have to be investigated. It must be a rumor that ignorant and foolish people spread rumors."

"yes."

"This sounds fake."

"But it's time for the king to come back."

With a creaking sound, the door had opened. Captain Wang walked in with great strides and was already sitting at the table.

"What happened to Wang Tou?"

Captain Wang's face turned gloomy and said unluckyly: "Be careful."

"After investigating for a day, no trace was found. It has been confirmed that it must be strange."

When Captain Wang said this, his voice trembled, his voice was slightly distorted, and he had a sharp feeling:

"I'm afraid the person who reported the case is weird."
Chapter completed!