"God, let me go back!" Chu He's crazy roar came from the forest. He stood at the end of the stream, looked at the stream under the rocks, and turned around to the continuous jungle and hillside on the side.

The source of the stream is located under a huge rock on the top of the mountain. There is a spring inside. The surrounding dense forests are connected into one, lush and full of vitality. Chuhe clearly remembers that due to mining, there are few plants in this area, and the big trees are only more than ten years old, but he saw big trees along the way.

Hula!

Chu He took out the map, looked around, and looked at the surrounding mountains and the stormy smoke from the mountain stream, and his mood was depressed to the valley.

"This place should be the entrance to the primitive jungle! There seems to be a parking lot in that place... Have I traveled through it? Or..." Chu He didn't dare to look, the environment here has completely changed. He was furious and sat on the stone on one side and kneaded the map in his hand.

Just when Chu He was blank and irritable, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, holding a hardwood spear in his right hand and a left hand holding Chu He's cell phone behind. A curious light appeared in front of him.

"Who are you?" The young man stood in the forest, five or six meters away from the open space where Chu He was located.

"Chu He! Who are you? Where is this?" Chu He looked up at the young man, and saw that the young man tied his hair and bun, wearing a black headscarf, wearing a blue collar right short robe, tied with a belt around his waist, and wearing a long robe on his lower body, which looked like he was dressed from the Han and Tang Dynasties.

Is this the Han Dynasty or the Tang Dynasty? Or...

Chu He was hesitant in his heart, just staring at the young man and observing carefully. At the same time, the young man was also observing Chu He. The young man had never seen a person dressed like Chu He. Even the rumored Xianbei, Qiang and Hu barbarians did not dress like this.

"He is not from my dynasty, nor is he a barbarian. Could it be..." The young man hesitated in his heart, and he looked at Chu He becoming more cautious. He held the spear tighter in his hand, and slowly staggered his feet, so that he could deal with the sudden crisis at any time.

"I am Zhao Zilong, Zhaojia Village! This is in Changshan County, Jizhou! What is this?" The young man looked at Chu He and raised his head, waving his hand, throwing the phone he held in his left hand near Chu He.

Bang!

The phone fell on the stone, smashed the screen, and the border was broken. This was the quad-core large-screen mobile phone that Chu He spent 5,000 yuan to buy it. He saved money for three months before he was cruel to buy it. Usually he was extremely careful and protected like a baby. But at this moment, he didn't even look at the broken mobile phone. Instead, he stood up suddenly in shock and looked at Zhao Zilong in front of him with fiery eyes.

"You are Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong, who is full of courage? What year is this year? Is the current emperor still the Spirit Emperor?" If it weren't for the long spear in Zhao Zilong's hand that had already pointed at Chu He, Chu He might be holding Zhao Zilong now. Looking at Zhao Zilong with a surprised and cautious look on his face, he couldn't wait to tell a series of questions.

Since the other party is Zhao Zilong in Changshan, Chu He can be determined that this place must be in the late Eastern Han Dynasty and in Changshan County, Jizhou, Zhao Yun has not yet come out of the mountain, and Dong Zhuo has not rebelled, and the world is still in the hands of the Han Dynasty rulers... After all, there is only one Zhao Zilong in history!

God, you really made a big joke with me!

Chu He looked at Zhao Zilong urgently, but Zhao Zilong opposite him was shocked and could not speak. He stared at Chu He. As long as Chu He took a step forward, the spear in his hand would launch a thunder strike.

Zhao Yun thought about Chu He's question carefully and thought about Chu He's previous expression. The other party clearly did not know him, but after hearing his name, he seemed very familiar. Obviously, the other party knew him better, but what puzzled Zhao Zilong was that he rarely went out and had no reputation, so how did the other party know him?

"Now is Guanghe six years! Who are you? That thing is imprisoned as the neighbors said?" Zhao Yun looked at Chu He and asked tentatively, pointing the spear in his hand to the broken cell phone on the ground.

Brother, that was bought for three months...

Chu He looked down and his heart twitched, but he was relieved soon. He had traveled more than 1,800 years ago and his mobile phone was no longer available. What's the difference between having and not having it? But when he realized that he had no mobile phone, he suddenly felt a feeling of emptiness suddenly appeared in his heart.

"This is a cell phone. There is no girl imprisoned in it. I don't know any magic. I just lost my way and couldn't find my way home!" While speaking, Chu He picked up the broken cell phone and threw it into the stream behind him with a cruel heart.

When Zhao Yun saw Chu He throwing his cell phone, he thought the other party was destroying the body, so he hurriedly stepped out, and his waist and horse transported his power spear swayed, and rushed straight towards Chu He's face.

"Why are you?" Chu He couldn't help but shout, without even thinking about it, and hurriedly ran towards the back.

Zhao Yun's reputation was too loud, so Chu He didn't even want to resist. However, the more Chu He was like this, Zhao Yun became more sure of his previous thoughts. He had a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and threw a spear in his hand and shot straight towards Chu He.

Whoosh!

The spear wiped Chu He's face and brought out a blood mark. Chu He looked at the gun bar that was nailed to the big tree in front of him, and was still shaking. He was sweating coldly on his back. He stood there in frightened, his slightly stiff body slowly twisted and looked behind him.

"Thief, don't go!" Zhao Yun shouted loudly, and came to Chu He in three or two steps, and threw his fist at Chu He. Chu He knew that this was impossible to escape, so he only asked Zhao Yun to show mercy and take the punch that Zhao Yun had hit without fighting.

Bang!

Chu He, who originally thought that this punch would not be able to catch it, was surprised to find that Zhao Yun was not as powerful as the legendary one. He actually caught Zhao Yun's fist so easily.

However, before he could recover from the shock, Zhao Yun's strength increased again, suddenly broke through his defense, punched Chu He in the abdomen, and knocked Chu He back four or five steps away.

"This fist is not very hard!" Chu He took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Yun who was parked five steps in front of him, his mind flipped quickly, and he felt the intention of competing with Zhao Yun.

"Let's take action!" Zhao Yun looked at Chu He with high fighting spirit, without any slight contempt in his eyes. The posture of his fists gradually spread, waiting for Chu He to fight back.

Chu He's heart beat wildly, he hugged his hands, looked at Zhao Yun and said, "Please give me advice!"

He was very excited and even more passionate. Being able to fight with famous generals was his dream. The timidity just now disappeared without a trace. Looking at Zhao Yun's expectant eyes, Chu He waved his hands and rushed towards Zhao Yun.

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