The more Zhao Feng thought about Xiong Ba, the more he felt something was wrong. His name was originally Zhao Nanfeng. When he was picked up by Professor Kong as a child, the word Zhao was embroidered on his swaddling clothes.
At that time, the south wind blew and the temperature started to warm up, and it started to rain in spring, so Professor Kong named him Zhao Nanfeng. When he was a child, Zhao Nanfeng’s favorite was the Sun Wukong mask. Children at that time were popular with various masks from Journey to the West.
In fact, Zhao Feng has always had the hobby of collecting Sun Wukong masks until he reached adulthood. The name Zhao Feng, except for his family and friends, is known to everyone as Kong Nanfeng.
When Professor Kong finally decided to adopt Zhao Feng, he encountered a problem when registering for residence. Zhao Feng had to have the same surname as Professor Kong.
The name on all Zhao Feng’s household registration books is Kong Nanfeng. On weekdays, everyone in the neighborhood calls him Zhao Nanfeng. After going to school, Zhao Nanfeng was so lazy that he felt that three characters were not as easy to write as two, especially the word “nan” in the middle.
No matter how I wrote it, I couldn't write it well, so I took it upon myself to remove the word "nan" and changed it to "Zhao Feng".
Professor Kong is not a teacher who sticks to the past. He has always called Zhao Nanfeng style, and he thinks it should be changed if he changes it. Therefore, only people who are very familiar with Zhao Feng call him Zhao Feng. Outsiders generally call him Zhao Feng because of Professor Kong.
Kong Nanfeng.
On the side, Ba Zixiong seemed not to notice Zhao Feng, but in fact he had been quietly observing Zhao Feng's every move. Although he did not connect the dead lord Zhao Nanfeng with the young man in front of him, this shrewd and careful guy
Still got suspicious.
"By the way, I still don't know what this guy's name is?"
"Hey," thinking of this, Ba Zixiong asked: "What's your name? We know each other at least!"
Zhao Feng came back to his senses, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt there was something wrong with it, and replied: "My name is Zhao Feng, what is your name?"
Ba Zixiong knew that he had given himself such a name on a whim, and it would not frighten capable people at all, so he smiled heartily: "Hey, little brother, my name is Ba Zixiong!"
"Ba Zixiong, Xiongba!"
Zhao Feng recited these two names and then understood: "So you put the names upside down!"
"Haha!" Ba Zixiong just smiled.
In order to find out what relationship Zhao Nanfeng had with him, Zhao Feng asked: "Why did your lord say the secret was here before he died?"
The smile on Ba Zixiong's face was once again replaced by a lonely look: "The people who followed Zhao Nanfeng originally told me that when the territory was opened, apart from the lord's private residence and the lord's meeting hall, this bulletin board was the only one that existed."
"When I came here, the tasks announced above were to build the buildings needed to expand the territory, and the corresponding materials were already available. Other than that, the tasks were not complicated. They were just about maintaining the security of the territory!"
Zhao Feng understood the reason and began to circle around the bulletin board, but no matter which direction he looked from, he could only see the contents of the bulletin board, but not the back.
"Zhao Feng, this bulletin board looks the same from that direction. There is no back side."
Zhao Feng nodded after hearing this. He didn't have much time to stay. Ma Yuanyi, the commander of the Yellow Turban Army, was still waiting for him.
"Since Zhao Nanfeng said that the secret is here, but it seems that the content is the same everywhere?"
Zhao Feng looked at it and suddenly realized that the most dangerous tasks were issued by the envoy, and most of the tasks issued by Qu Commander Ma Yuanyi were reasonable.
"Could it be that Ma Yuanyi is also a survivor, so he doesn't want to embarrass us survivors? These envoys are the real enemies."
Zhao Feng frowned and speculated in his mind. Unknowingly, he stretched out a hand and pressed it on the bulletin board. Suddenly, he had an extra memory in his mind, or in other words, an extra memory of himself.
"What's this?"
At this moment, Zhao Feng saw another version of himself. He did not go to the train station, but had already arrived near the Grand Canyon before the great change.
After the great change, I found a special place, got the city lord's order, came to the entrance of the Grand Canyon, and established a territory, and the location of this territory was a special place - originally there were a lot of functions to upgrade the territory.
sexual buildings.
The first time the territory was expanded, the Yellow Turban Army attacked. Zhao Nanfeng was defeated and retreated to the bulletin board. After doing some tricks, he fell in a pool of blood and persisted until Ba Zixiong returned.
"Zhao Feng, I am you, you are me. To be honest, I don't know why. Don't be sad because of my death, because my existence is to find a more feasible way for you. Remember, old man
Be honest and build a solid territory and a strong team step by step."
"The last thing I can tell you is that many of the members of the Yellow Turban Army are our compatriots. The Yellow Turban Army is an important step in building an army. The master of the nightmare world treats our world as a hunting ground, and we are the prey!"
Zhao Nanfeng didn't leave much behind. The nightmare world was too far away for Zhao Feng to figure out who the other party was, and the secret of the Yellow Turban Army was too important.
"Don't think about it, someone is coming!" Ba Zixiong reminded Zhao Feng in a low voice.
Zhao Feng raised his eyes and looked at the city gate. Inside the Yellow Turban Army's city, a group of Yellow Turban Army had just cleared the area near the city gate and barely opened a passage.
An elite leader of the Yellow Turban Army on horseback rode up to Zhao Feng, raised his whip, and asked unreasonably:
"You want to meet my handsome guy?"
"yes!"
Zhao Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the other person, suddenly feeling that there was a malicious gaze staring at him secretly.
Zhao Feng turned around and looked around, but found nothing. In fact, a demon soul had just been trying to control Ba Zixiong. However, Ba Zixiong's power was too special. The demon soul had no way to succeed and had to leave. One of Ba Zixiong's subordinates became
The target of this demon soul.
At the same time, in the team of Zhao Feng's sister Yan Wushuang, a girl's face became increasingly ugly...
With a snap, the leader of the elite Yellow Turban Army on horseback swung his whip and struck Zhao Feng fiercely. Zhao Feng heard the sound of the whip, turned slightly, grabbed the missed whip, jumped up, and punched him back.
Bang! The head of the leader of the elite Yellow Turban Army was exploded by Zhao Feng's punch, and blood and brain matter splattered. When Zhao Feng landed, he pressed his palm on the horse's back, and the horse immediately screamed, and a fire broke out without warning.
In an instant, the war horses and the corpse of the leader of the elite Yellow Turban Army were reduced to ashes.
At the gate of the city, the Yellow Turban soldiers lined up with their bows and arrows ready, and when they were about to release their arrows, the puppy rushed to the gate of the city. After a huge roar, the Yellow Turban soldiers lay down bleeding on the spot...
"Ma Yuanyi, please listen to me and don't force me to do anything!"
If it weren't for the fact that Ma Yuanyi is also a human survivor, and there are still many of his own people in the Yellow Turban Army, the scene just now would be enough for Zhao Feng, who has a fiery nature, to launch an attack.