Chapter 773

The self regretting twig sighed and continued to ask Zhao Yun, "Mrs. Cai is inside with her?"

"Yes, thanks to Mrs. Cai's frequent visits, she can make her smile."

Hearing this, Xiaozhi nodded in agreement and said goodbye to Zhao Yun: "then I'll go in now. You're busy, but I don't know how many years I've seen the mountains here, but I still can't see enough."

After muttering this sentence, the twig patted the back of the head of the teenage boy behind him: "go and find your uncle Zhao to learn two moves. Don't think about how to serve people like your father every day."

"You also grew up listening to the story of Gu's little Lord. My Niang doesn't ask you to be like the little Lord, not like mortals, just ask you to learn some skills and be able to stand up in the future!"

After finishing these orders, the fat boy under Xiaozhi's hand showed his teeth, took away two half older children slightly smaller than him, and rushed towards the direction behind Zhao Yun.

They rushed towards the little body that stood in the way of General Zhao Yun's white horse because of their presence.

"Hao Yuesheng, you haunting fellow again. You're just a registered disciple accepted by General Zhao. To put it bluntly, you're a horse leader and dare to prevent General Zhao from accepting disciples?"

The boy named Hao Yuesheng, although much thinner than the family's children, the branch he temporarily pulled down is not vegetarian.

I saw the thin, dry haired child, tossing and turning, beating the group of puffy people opposite and scurrying around.

"A hundred birds and a phoenix gun!"

"Boys, my general Zhao doesn't collect all the waste."

"If I can't even pass this level, I'm glad to gather around General Zhao?"

"I've been instructed by Gu Zheng's adoptive father since I was a child. It's just that his horse returning gun ringing through the Central Plains is too powerful. My master said it can't be used against you."

"Isn't it, master Zhao?"

Hao Yuesheng turned his head to Zhao Yun as if waiting for praise. The serious man turned to look at the little fat people who were only tall but not brainy. After being poked out repeatedly, he finally laughed heartily.

His smile gradually echoed in this landscape, and finally merged with the happy and relieved smiling face of Diao Chan, who was born early in HUAFA, became a freeze frame and ended in darkness.

"So it's over?"

With a calm smile, he forgot the book and tiled it back: "it's over."

Returning to his senses, Gu Zheng picked up the wrinkled Nanjing smoke on one side and slowly lit it for himself. In the ethereal white smoke, he silently looked at the return gift he had expected.

"This is the booty of the sixteenth world?"

"Yes." he answered his laughing and forgetting book. He automatically brought a little flattery, and a little curious put his head forward to see what the feedback of the world is.

The package on the table was very large, but Gu Zheng recognized at a glance what the bright red colorful Juan embroidered package was made of.

He took the cigarette in his mouth, carefully opened the package skin, slowly opened it, and smoked under the table. The full picture of the colorful package skin was displayed in front of him.

This is Gu Zheng's Quansheng cloak, complicated palace embroidery and eye-catching color matching, which makes him very familiar.

He watched Diao cicada embroider slowly under the lamp.

Gu Zheng, who was holding it in his hand, kept groping. He could no longer see another gift wrapped in the package... A restored ancient Qin.

The thread in the mother's hand, cough, cough, no, it's not appropriate.

Gu Zheng, who smiled with self mockery, lifted the pure cotton blue nightgown and surrounded the familiar cloak behind him.

"Ha ha, it's still this comfortable, Superman cloak."

"Eh, wait? What's this?"

Gu Zheng was stunned and took the last set of split full-standard armor into his hands. Under the incandescent lamp bulb, they gave him a gorgeous light that surprised him.

"My silver scale breastplate?"

"Hahaha, gold bow, silver scale armor, this time the equipment is complete."

Collocation make complaints about your weapons. You can't match them with weapons.

But will there be a better future for those who hold grass and beat rabbits?

Laughing and forgetting, who was still thinking about this problem, was suddenly stunned by Gu Zheng's next question.

"How long have I lived in this world?"

"Oh, let me see."

"Because the client of the world is a short-lived ghost."

Speaking of this, the laughing forgetfulness book has been shrouded in a red cloak. Under the gaze of Gu Zheng, who laughs darkly and horribly, he began to stutter.

"So, what the world can feed back to you is your merit in saving countless Han people."

"Minus the ten years you spent in that world, the final income is five years."

"In other words, plus the income of the world, your life expectancy is 28 + 5 = 33 years, and your maximum limit is still 40. Please make persistent efforts."

Eh, there are many.

How many lives did he save the Han people.

Forget it, he should be satisfied with his vested interests.

Gu Zheng, too lazy to think much, gently wiped the armor with gauze on one side. After assembly, he put the Guqin on one side of the antique rack.

After looking back at the room full of memories again, he closed the door of the study and left quietly.

……

It's time to return to reality and experience the natural and unrestrained life after life extension.

Unfortunately, Gu Zheng thought it was very beautiful.

But he forgot that this was no longer his family house, but his pocket and simple Hongmen village courtyard.

From the study to his own bedroom, there are several meters of outdoor space.

At the beginning, he came to the study by relying on his piston movement, which was equivalent to 8000 meter running, which was warm all over.

But now, his anger was out, and he could only endure the small cold wind that had been less than ten degrees at night in the capital city and continue to wander back with birds.

As soon as Gu Zheng shrunk his neck, he subconsciously wrapped his cloak tightly.

He ran two steps and opened the bedrooms with air-conditioning. When he planned to rush into his quilt, he was startled by the people in his quilt.

what the hell!

That world has stayed too long. It must be more than ten years?

He forgot that there was a cold doctor in his quilt.

This strange and white meat t finally awakened the memory that he was about to forget. For a moment, he seemed to have done something wrong and secretly looked out of the window of his house.

He seems to have had such scenes many times?

When elder martial sister Cai Wenji met him for the last time before his wedding, was he so worried?

At the moment when Gu Zheng was about to fall into memory, the person around him might feel the cool breath brought by Gu Zheng's return from the outside. He hummed twice and slowly woke up.

"What time is it? My phone rings? Is there an operation?"

The awakened woman's voice is inexplicably hoarse and sexy because she hasn't woken up yet.

Let Gu Zheng's memory recover again.

Oh, doctor Leng seemed to remind him when he was about to fall asleep.

Her mobile phone, which has been turned on 24 hours a year, is placed on the bedside table. If Gu Zheng is unfamiliar, help to listen together. If there is a red emergency call, we must find a way to wake her up.

Looking back, Gu Zheng answered softly. He said to Lengshuang like coaxing a child: "it's all right. The phone didn't ring. I just couldn't sleep in my heart. I just went out."

"Well, that's good. What time is it?"

Subconsciously, Gu Zheng, who looked at the wall clock on the opposite wall, quietly returned: "go to bed again at 3:30. What time are you on duty? I'll call you."