The most powerful god in the city

"Brush", a bright light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and it disappeared in a flash.

Then there was peace.

Zhou Ye still maintained his posture and did not move.

Time seems to stand still.

Just then, a tree crashed to the ground.

A tree as thick as an adult cow was directly cut off by Zhou Ye, and behind the tree was the Blue Wolf King.

At this moment, the blue wolf king looked incredulous.

"Poof", blood spurted from his chest in an instant.

The Blue Wolf King fell directly to the ground.

was killed by Zhou Ye with a sword.

The strength of the Blue Wolf King is not bad, but in front of Zhou Ye, it is too far behind, and it is not an opponent at all.

The Blue Wolf King didn't even look at it, and just fell to the ground.

Zhou Ye glanced at the Blue Wolf King who had fallen to the ground and continued to walk forward.

At this time, the wind rose.

The leaves rustle, and the sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, spilling on the ground, forming spot after spot.

The wind blew through the woods, making strange sounds, as if wailing, mourning the death of a strong man.

"Woo", I don't know if I felt the death of the blue wolf king, and the surviving wolves wailed, and their voices were very desolate.

Reverberates through the woods.

That's the reality.

If the Blue Wolf King doesn't fall, then it may be Zhong Jing who falls.

There is no mercy in this world.

Only iron and blood.

Qin Shi Huang unified the six countries, and peace was not easy to come by, but the people of the six countries all wanted to recover their own country.

So, the killing can't stop for sure.

Zhou Ye is here to solve this.

Kill to kill, stop fighting with force.

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After Zhou Ye turned around for half a circle, he found that he seemed to be lost.

The forest was like a giant labyrinth, and he turned a little.

I fainted while walking.

In this kind of place, there is not much sense of direction at all, and there is no guide yet.

Zhou Ye is here for the first time, and the journey is very unfamiliar, not familiar at all.

Not to mention navigation, there is not even a decent map.

So, Zhou Ye deviated gorgeously.

Half a month later, Zhou Ye finally walked out of the forest, and he didn't know where he had been.

You can only go to the city and ask.

Zhou Ye in this matter has some vicissitudes on his face and some dirty clothes.

Especially in some places, there are some blood stains.

After Zhou Ye finished eating, he could only catch animals.

Fortunately, his cooking skills are amazing, and this little thing is not difficult for him at all.

That's why I didn't starve to death.

As for dry food and the like, it has long been consumed.

Now I really want to think about the taste of steamed buns.

After Zhong Jing walked to a country road, he began to walk along the country road, aimlessly.

At this moment, he has long lost his direction.

I don't even know where I'm going.

In the sky, lifeless.

The clouds were thick and there seemed to be signs of rain.

Zhong Jing couldn't help but speed up his pace, he didn't want to be drenched.

The sky was gloomy and terrible, and I don't know when, there was a burst of thunder in the air.

Dry thunder, no rain.

Zhou Ye hurried with light work, and the speed was very fast.

At this time, raindrops the size of beans fell one after another.

fell to the ground and fell on Zhou Ye's body.

Zhou Ye had to open his Jiuyang True Qi to resist.

The release of true qi is very consuming of internal force, so after a period of time, Zhou Ye is a little bad.

The internal force was taken back.

Let the rain hit you.

But fortunately, he saw a village, and it was superfluous to be able to enter the village.

Tempest howls.

Rain splashes.

The sky was overcast.

Thunder roared.

When Zhong Jing came to the village, he began to knock on people's doors.

The door of the first house, no one opened it, it is estimated that it is far away, and it is not heard.

After all, the wind, rain, and thunder are all very loud.

It's really not easy for ordinary people to hear it.

The second home was a courtyard with no door outside, and behind it was a thatched house.

"Is anyone home? Can I hide from the rain?" Zhou Ye shouted.

As if hearing Zhou Ye's shout, the door was opened, and a woman looked outside.

"Wait a minute," the woman shouted.

It didn't take long for him to come out with a hat.

During the Qin Dynasty, it was not particularly wealthy, and the umbrella was an oil-paper umbrella, which was a luxury.

As a durable traditional rain gear, the oil paper umbrella has been used in China for more than 1,000 years.

The world of Qin Shi Mingyue is a fictional world, not a historical world, so a lot of advanced things have appeared.

Oil-paper umbrellas also exist.

In fact, oil-paper umbrellas are very practical umbrellas, which are more durable and wind-resistant than nylon steel umbrellas (umbrellas).

There are just some things that need to be paid attention to in terms of storage, such as not putting it in a place that is too dry, etc. In addition, in the dry areas of the north, oil-paper umbrellas are not suitable for long-term exposure.

The elegant and natural beauty of the oil-paper umbrella is an industrial product that can never be compared with the nylon steel frame umbrella.

Especially in the small town of Jiangnan, holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking in the green path is really beautiful.

However, even if Qin Shi Mingyue's world has oil-paper umbrellas, not everyone can afford to use them, and most of them use hats and robes.