Global Throwback: Opening Throwback Zhang Sanfeng

After Li Xiang returned to his ancestors for the first time, he joined the North City Defense Department in Yangcheng, and became the captain of a centurion as soon as he joined the job.

The soldiers looked at him young and thought he was a young master who came to be gilded, so when they first met, they didn't have a good face.

At that time, Pharaoh Wang was also a member of the Centurion, and as a veteran, he specially gave the airborne young man a blow.

But at that time, the young man was not angry. Instead, he sat next to Lao Wang and said in a very calm tone, "If my father hadn't died on the city wall, he would be about the same age as you."

"Unfortunately, the day he died, I was still in my mother's womb, so I didn't have a chance to meet him."

Two sentences, let Lao Wang break the defense.

It was also on that day that the beast horde struck, and Lao Wang saw the young man's powerful combat power and responsibility.

Not long after, this young man returned to his ancestors for the second time to save Yangcheng, and even as a second-order atavist, he leapfrogged and killed a third-order demon king.

As the news spread, the palace master, the immortals of the capital city, and the big men in the army were all alarmed and rushed to Yangcheng to recruit them.

After Li Xiang left, stories about him continued to come back, each of which was jaw-dropping and exciting.

It's been just over a year.

That fledgling young captain has become the new generation of Kyushu's banner bearer.

But such a big man still remembers that my old Wang is afraid of his wife.

Lao Wang wiped away his tears, remembered something, took out his mobile phone, and handed it to Nezha, "Kids, help us take a group photo."

As he spoke, he stood next to Li Xiang, making a very rustic scissorhands comparison.

Click.

Photo freezes.

Lao Wang took the phone to look at it, and said, "I will print out this photo in the future and post it on the booth, so that anyone who is not open-eyed dares not to pay."

There are three black lines on Li Xiang's forehead.

Pharaoh happily put his phone into his trouser pocket, looked at Li Xiang, and then at the child who was taking pictures of him, and asked doubtfully, "Captain, is this little guy your son?"

Nezha rolled his eyes.

Li Xiang had a straight face, "I'm only 19 years old, don't talk nonsense."

He pulled Nezha over, "Zhaer, call him Uncle Wang."

Nezha pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly, "Master, how many times have I told you, don't treat me like a child."

Breaking away from Li Xiang's hand, he sat on the pony beside him angrily, sniffing his hands and grabbing pancakes.

Li Xiang shrugged his shoulders towards Old Wang.

"It's a disciple." Lao Wang was a little disappointed, and suddenly lost interest in Nezha, "It's exactly the same as my son when he was a child, just give him a few more beatings."

Li Xiang nodded, "I'm teaching now, I have to go home, so I'll leave first."

Pharaoh subconsciously stood at attention and gave a military salute.

Li Xiang turned around, grabbed Nezha by the collar, picked him up and dragged him away.

Knowing that Lao Wang was still looking at him, he waved his hand and said without looking back, "I don't have any money, I owe you first, and I will pay you back later."

The muscle at the corner of Old Wang's mouth tugged.

What he didn't know was that Li Xiang's favor, no matter how many important people in Kyushu, couldn't even ask for it.

the other side.

Li Xiang and Nezha came to a deserted place and stepped on the ground.

A cloud of cloudy energy rose, and King Yan Luo walked out of the cloudy air, and said respectfully, "I have seen you, Your Majesty."

Li Xiang said, "Bring me the Book of Life and Death."

After taking the life and death book handed over by the other party, I found Lao Wang's name and looked at it. Seeing that he still had 13 years of life, he took the judge's pen and added 20 years to Lao Wang.

Li Xiang handed over the book of life and death and the judge's pen, and said: "After this person's life span is exhausted, if he wants, we can arrange a position for him in the underworld, and his family members will also be treated preferentially as appropriate."

"Your servant receives the decree." King Yan Luo respectfully withdrew.

Li Xiang took Nezha to the city.

Inside the city gate, there is a notice posted.

This section of the city gate will be demolished in three days.

Without the threat of monsters, Yangcheng needs to be expanded, and the city wall is no longer necessary.

The two passed through the city wall and walked in the bustling downtown, stopping and strolling along the way.

"Uncle, give me some more money." Nezha held the pancakes and smelled them as he walked.

He is in the state of a spirit body, without a physical body, unable to eat, and can only inhale flavors.

Li Xiang frowned, "Didn't I just give you five hundred?"

"Five hundred is not enough?" Nezha pouted, "The new mobile phone costs more than 6000 yuan."

After the victory of the Northern Expedition, without the imminent threat of the Demon League, various industries that had perished are gradually recovering.

Such as intercity communication.

Like video games.

Li Xiang bought Nezha a second-hand mobile phone.

Then, this kid became addicted to the Internet.

Perhaps in the future, Zhao Wuji, the head of the Thunder Department, should give him an electric shock.

During this period of time, Li Xiang took Nezha to many cities, ate a lot of food, met many people and things, and this great god of the Three Altars of the Heavenly Court was infected with more and more human fireworks.

The strength of Kyushu is too weak, and there are many gods around it. Only the three realms of heaven, earth, and the underworld can cooperate with each other to have the strength to fight.

In the new heaven, all the gods and immortals are the returnees of the human race who have been sealed. Although the human nature has been suppressed, the memory of Kyushu is still there.

Only Nezha doesn't have the slightest memory of today's Kyushu, let alone have any feelings at all.

Li Xiang took him to see the world's fireworks, just to make him more humane.

To Li Xiang's surprise, this kid not only didn't reject it, but was very willing to accept it.

At this time, Nezha was wearing short-sleeved shorts, a pair of sneakers under his feet, a satchel on his back, headphones hanging around his neck, and two small straps tied around his neck. He looked handsome and handsome.

He took out his phone from his trouser pocket, entered the game, and dragged the arrow keys. After a few seconds, the game character moved forward, "Look, it's too laggy, and the frame drops."

Li Xiang nodded, "It's a bit stuck, but you can also see that I would have to prostitute for nothing if I ate two pancakes."

Nezha: ""

"Didn't you say that the God of War in Zhenguo has a high status?"

Li Xiang hummed.

"Then why are you short of money?"

Li Xiang was silent for a moment, "They didn't talk about wages, and the God of War does not need such vulgar things as money."

Nezha was a little mad, "Then, uncle, you can find a shop that buys mobile phones at random, show your identity, and the boss will definitely give you the mobile phone with both hands."

Li Xiang: "It's too cheap, I can't afford to lose that person."

Nezha: ""

"As a teacher, I will teach you one more principle of being a human being," Li Xiangyu said earnestly, "The gain should be equal to the effort, and you can't always think about whoring for nothing. If you want a mobile phone, you can earn money to buy it yourself, instead of always thinking about it. Scrape the wool on your uncle."

Nezha looked disappointed.

The two teachers and nephew walked among the crowd, crossed the busy street, and came to a quiet old residential area.

The small vendors around, the aunts who were shopping for vegetables, and the uncles who were walking around, all looked over in unison.

Li Xiang felt the aura of these people, two of them were of the fourth rank, and the rest were of the third rank.

"The people in Anbu have done a good job of security."

Li Xiang released his will, and the faces of these ordinary-looking citizens changed and then returned to normal.

Li Xiang entered the community familiarly, went upstairs, took out the key and opened the door.

Old TV, old sofa, buzzing refrigerator, the look of the house has hardly changed.

Li Xiang threw himself on the sofa and relaxed his body and mind.