"this……"

Wang Yuan was dizzy and felt vomiting blood. He was actually thrown by a little kid over his shoulder?

Did this child really grow up eating protein powder?

Wang Yuan was very confused, and there were also people around him.

Everyone is watching me, I look at you, not knowing what to say.

Zhang Han hid behind Dunruo, and both of them tried their best to eliminate their presence.

They wanted to laugh very much, but when they looked at Zheng, they didn't dare to laugh out loud.

Xiang Yu was thinking seriously. The old man saw that other people were afraid to go forward, so he was tactful and did not go forward.

"Oh! The hand slipped!"

Zheng did not forget to finish the attack, which made Wang Yuan even more angry.

The girl is still young and doesn't know it's too conspiracy.

Seeing Wang Yuan fall, he hurried forward, raised his feet and picked up a glass of water on the table in the house.

"Uncle, please have tea."

After saying that, Wang Yuan showed a sweet smile. He looked at his heart soft, and he got up silently, took the water cup, and looked at Xiang Yu who was dazed by the side:

"What's wrong?"

"What are you doing when you are still stunned? I've been thrown away, so you won't protect me?"

Even a little girl would pour water for me, so why don’t you stay here for me?

I have to stand on the moral high ground and point fingers at you!

"ah"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Yu woke up as if he was in a dream, and then said seriously: "I am thinking, are you really a father-son relationship?"

Wang Yuan: “…”

Do you still have to think about this kind of problem?

The hand holding the water cup trembled slightly, and a certain Yin-Yang person felt that his life span was several years short.

Just think about this?

Do you dare to do it more outrageous?

"You don't need to think about this kind of problem, right?"

"Why don't you need it? He's calling you son."

"I……"

"never mind……"

Wang Yuan was depressed. Although he was very angry, he did not yell at Xiang Yu. Zheng could only drink water alone.

The former is the King of Western Chu who kills without blinking, while the latter is even more suspected to be a time traveler, and may also have some kind of system plug-in.

They are all big bosses, and he really can't afford to offend him.

As a time traveler, his system is just iron waste!

"Ahem!"

Because his mind was too complicated, even though he drank cold water, Wang Yuan coughed.

Seeing this, the girl was so scared that her face turned pale and quickly stepped back.

"Young Master, you have nothing to do?"

"fine."

Wang Yuan shook his head. He had thought this girl was a little disliked before, but now he suddenly realized that among the people present, this girl was probably the one who liked him the most.

"What name do you call me? I can call you in the next journey."

"Ah? OK!"

The girl was excited. This should be considered as admitting herself?

"Hello uncle, my name is Yu!"

Bang!

The water cup fell to the ground and turned into a ceramic piece on the ground!

"Yu!?"

Wang Yuan was shocked, turned his head suddenly and looked at Xiang Yu: "She is your...sister?"

More than ten years in advance, I took Yu Ji as my sister, Brother Yu, are you so good at playing?

"Yes." Xiang Yu nodded with a red face.

The old man also stepped forward and introduced himself: "I have seen this hero, old Fan Zeng."

"I know everything about Baili around me, and I hope the heroes don't dislike him."

After saying that, he saluted again.

"Oh my god!"

Wang Yuan pressed his eyes with one hand, feeling that he was really out of sight.

Even though history became like this, Xiang Yu still came with Xiang Yu and Yu.

Feeling dizzy, looking at the girl in front of him, Xiang Yu and Fan Zeng, Wang Yuan rolled his eyes and lay down.

My dog ​​betrayed me in the end!

Yu Fan Zeng? If this continues, will I really not be killed by Liu Bang?

"Mr. Wang, what's wrong with you?"

"Uncle, don't be dizzy!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

...

"Young Master, this is what happened recently."

"But I feel that Saint Wang is not in good spirits recently."

"It seems that he hasn't had a good sleep in the last few nights, and his dark circles are rising."

"And why does Wang Shengren have a dark face whenever Xiang Yu and Yu appear together?"

On a hillside, Zhang Han carefully reported Wang Yuan's information to the Zheng who was woven a straw rope.

This is the seventh day after departure, and it is getting closer and closer to Xianyang.

Zhang Han was also recognized by Wang Yuan. He was the lunatic who could only hold a knife on his neck. After rolling his eyes and despising him, he ignored Zhang Han.

Tired, destroy it!

There are so many strange things that have happened recently, which has led to Wang Yuan giving up pursuing the truth.

Wang Yuan accepted his fate and lay down, but it seemed out of the excitement of returning to his youth. Although he set out together, Zheng often was alone.

Or lie on a carriage and look up at the night sky, or fall asleep under the trees, listen to the chirping of insects.

For example, now, I am carefully weaving straw ropes and don’t care much about the surrounding situation.

Rather than saying it is a leisurely parade.

"Zhang Han, do you think this is the real trip?"

Zheng didn't care too much when he heard the report and looked up slightly.

His eyes spread and he looked at the three people not far away.

The convoy rested, and the four slaves were feeding the horses. As soon as they were on guard, the old man asked the surrounding farmers about the situation.

Wang Yuan was sitting in the carriage, looking at the laughing man and woman, pouting and dark-faced, not knowing what he was thinking.

Or, Zheng knew what he was thinking, but he just didn't understand what it meant.

Very full

Woo! So full

Xiang Yu was playing with Yu, perhaps because of his future fate or instinctive attraction.

In addition to his initial vigilance, Yu seemed to have an instinctive closeness to Xiang Yu.

The two of them stayed together, talking and laughing throughout the whole process, as if there were endless topics to talk about and countless laughter.

"Not that respectful voice, nor the guards I will follow wherever I go."

"I can sit down and eat grass, or I can lie down and blow the night wind."
To be continued...