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Chapter 390 Fuxi's Reincarnation

Although he knew that this man was indeed the uncle of the original owner, Zhang Qingjiu still found it a bit difficult to call him uncle.

After all, her name is Wei Feng and she is also called Feng Feng.

However, I couldn't say this to him.

After thinking about it, Zhang Qingjiu smiled slightly and said, "You see, you have been locked up here for so many years. Nineteen years outside are only nineteen months here. If I call you uncle, doesn't that make you old?"

As soon as she heard this, it was obvious that she had put some thought into it, and she didn't need to think carefully to know that she was not happy to call her uncle.

But now that he knows her true identity, Wei Tunan feels a little more happy and sympathetic from the bottom of his heart.

He immediately smiled and said, "Girl, tell me, how do you want to be called?"

Zhang Qingjiu blinked, "How about I call you Honghong?"

Her name is Wei Feng and Feng Feng, so her brother’s name is Hong Hong, right?

Speaking of which, this old general Wei really cared for his two children. His daughter was named Jiutian Zhifeng, and his son was named Gao Yuanzhihong.

Honghong?

When he heard these two words, Wei Tunan almost choked on his saliva.

"Girl, are you kidding me?" It took a long time for Wei Tunan to find his voice.

"You're not joking." Zhang Qingjiu said with a serious face, "It's better to call me Hong Hong."

If it wasn't because he heard the seriousness in her words, if it wasn't because he was imprisoned by this magic and couldn't get out, he would definitely go out and see what kind of expression this girl had when she said this.

How did his sweet and well-behaved sister give birth to such an eccentric little girl?

"Change it." Wei Tunan took a deep breath. Now he regretted opening that mouth just now and actually letting her choose.

If I had known this, it would have been better to stick to the word uncle.

"Tunan? Chuchen?" Zhang Qingjiu frowned, "No, it doesn't sound as good as Honghong."

Wei Tunan: "..."

"Can you tell me now, who is the reincarnation of His Majesty the Human Emperor you are talking about? How did you find out that he is the Human Emperor?" Wei Tunan decided not to waste time on titles with Zhang Qingjiu.

Because he was sure that he couldn't compete with her.

He didn't want to argue with her, after all... this was his niece, the first relative he had seen in nineteen years, with the same blood flowing in his body.

"You used to call him His Majesty." Zhang Qingjiu sighed faintly, "Then you have to call him Your Highness now. His identity in this life is Chu Lan, the prince of Dahui."

"Chu Lan?" Wei Tunan was stunned for a moment, and a figure of a baby with pink makeup appeared in his mind, "The child of King Rui and Princess Rui Murong Qingwan?"

It turns out that before Chu Wei succeeded to the throne, he was King Rui?

Zhang Qingjiu nodded, "Yes."

As long as it's Murong Qingwan's birth, it's definitely true.

"Surprisingly, it's him." Wei Tunan took a deep breath, with a bit of sadness in his eyes.

He had met Chu Lan. A year before his accident, Chu Lan was born. As a good friend of King Rui and returning to Beijing to report on his duties, he happened to attend the child's 100-day banquet.

Unexpectedly, after going around and around, he actually reincarnated into the emperor's house again.

But... Wei Tunan frowned, "That's not right."

"What's wrong?" Zhang Qingjiu was stunned for a moment.

"Chu Lan is already twenty years old this year?" came Wei Tunan's questioning voice.

Zhang Qingjiu nodded, "I even prepared a gift for him on his twentieth birthday."

As she finished speaking, the other side became visibly silent.

Wei Tunan thought for a while and then continued, "There is a person with the spirit of the Emperor's True Dragon. They will not let him live past the age of ten."

"What?" Zhang Qingjiu did not expect to get such an explanation, "Is there any basis for it?"

"Because I... have seen His Majesty's first and second reincarnations, and how they took action." Wei Tunan sighed sadly.

When the Human Emperor Fuxi left and the Wu Emperor Qin and the Nine Gods died, he was still alive.

He didn't discover this secret at first, thinking that although the human race was stupid, in the end, the Human Emperor was willing to sacrifice himself to protect the people he wanted to protect. As the Human Emperor's general, he had the responsibility to protect everything he wanted to protect.

After all, now that the Human Emperor is no longer around, it is natural for humans to pray to the immortals for their blessings, and it is understandable for them to be collected and cultivated by the immortals.

Qingxu began to think of ways to cultivate a group of half-human and half-immortal beings in the human race. At that time, he didn't pay much attention. It wasn't until the people of Penglai sent out the entire island just to kill a ten-year-old child that he began to be vigilant.

A ten-year-old child naturally could not escape their vicious hands.

He also began to investigate the matter secretly. It was not until they went out to the island for the second time and killed a ten-year-old child again that he wanted to understand the reason——

They are preventing the Emperor of Humanity from being reborn.

So he kept waiting, and the third time the people from Penglai left the island city, he went too. He told himself that he would risk his life to protect the child.

But although the people in Penglai are subject to the same restrictions as Qingxu, they are powerful in numbers, so how can he alone be their opponent?

The outcome was actually already doomed, but this time it was even more tragic, as he and the child were killed together.

This is where his memory ends abruptly.

But he was certain that those people would not be able to reincarnate the emperor and live longer than ten years old, because they would not hope that Fuxi would wake up.

Zhang Qingjiu frowned. She believed Wei Tunan's words and would not lie.

But if Chu Lan is not Fu Xi, then who is it? How can someone who is not ordered by the Human Emperor control such a strong true dragon spirit and dare to obtain it?

And there is also Xuanyuan Jinghong...

Thinking of Xuanyuan Jinghong, Zhang Qingjiu once again confirmed his thoughts, "Perhaps, something happened after your death that made them change."

"Why do you say that?" Wei Tunan asked.

"Because I also know a person who is also the reincarnation of the Human Emperor you mentioned."

"Who?" Wei Tunan was suddenly startled and his breath suffocated.

Regardless of whether what she said was true or false, how on earth did this girl know?

"The last emperor of the previous dynasty, Xuanyuan Jinghong, was also killed by people from Penglai." Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes and spoke out about this man whom he had always felt was wrong but could not find the exact reason.

If we follow what Wei Tunan said, both his death and his strange actions are consistent with the characteristics of Fuxi's reincarnation.

"He?" Wei Tunan was stunned. As one of the generals protecting the country in Dahui and the famous General Zhenbei, he would naturally not forget the last emperor of the previous dynasty.

"Have you ever heard of the strange things he did before his death, such as... not being able to serve?" Zhang Qingjiu said.

Wei Tunan was shocked. He had naturally heard of the strange things that happened when the emperor died, but at that time, he was just Wei Tunan.

"Why are you so sure?" Although he already knew that this was likely to be the case, Wei Tunan still couldn't figure it out. "Although there are many doubts about him, I remember correctly. He was killed by thousands of arrows piercing his heart.

"

"It penetrated the heart, but it was not an arrow." Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes, "Did anyone see an arrow at the scene of his death?"

"so?"

"It's Penglai's Star Control Technique." Zhang Qingjiu breathed out softly. If he was not sure before, when he saw Zi Xu perform this technique, everything had a solution.

In the art of controlling the stars, those who are hit by it are as if thousands of arrows pierce the heart.


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