Traveling through troubled times: Princess disguises herself as a man and becomes a soldier to earn

He was not the only one who couldn't hold it. The others were also completely dumbfounded. Seeing the lightning striking down, their bodies reacted faster than their brains and they dodged quickly. Those who didn't dodge were naturally struck.

He fell to the ground, twitching all over, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Seeing this, Jiang Li's crying became quieter. He raised his sleeves to cover his face, hiding his smile, and said in a sad voice: "Great-grandfather, you still love Li'er. Chop them as hard as you can. Let's see if they dare to bully me."

There was dead silence in the audience. Everyone stared with wide eyes at the thunderclouds gathering on the stage. The flashes of light rushed madly towards the stage, and they subconsciously took two steps back.

"Mom, mom, I've never seen anything like this before. This is the first time I've seen an ability that can summon ancestors to fight. This ability is simply... too amazing."

"Are they all okay? They won't all be eliminated. I see the saints and saintesses are hiding in a very awkward manner. If they continue like this, Qiguo may be the final winner. It's too unbelievable."

"I don't know, but what I do know is that I'm going to lose all my bets again. I didn't expect that there would be such a monster this year. His smile is so cute, but why is he so ferocious in a fight?"

"Nonsense, if you are constantly attacked and not allowed to rest for a moment, and bullied like this, you will lose your temper no matter how good your temper is. Wasn't the little girl very nice before? She must have gone crazy because she was mad..."

Mo Jue didn't react when the folding fan fell from his hand. He stared at the stage and said in a barely audible voice, "Third brother, it turns out that seeing it with your own eyes is so shocking. When His Majesty was struck by the axe, he must have felt very helpless."

Mo Yuan: ...I don't know. He didn't see it with his own eyes. But looking at what's happening on the stage now, one should be able to imagine that when His Majesty was struck by the axe, he must have cried and felt helpless.

I don’t know what I was thinking about, but I couldn’t help but smile.

Xiao Li's ability is to control lightning. If those people knew about its powerful destructive power, they would definitely be more afraid of Qi State. Now it is indeed better to use the spirit tablet.

After all, they didn't believe that a little girl could control thunder and lightning. Moreover, after seeing the spirit tablet, even if they had any ideas in the future, at most they could go to Qi State and destroy the spirit tablet.

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On the stage, Jiang Li looked down at the person whose head he was stepping on, and whispered, "Stand still and don't move, or my ancestors will chop you into pieces. Do you know why you are fine? It's because I was standing on top of you."

Li Sha: ...Haha, is this a gift? He looked up at those embarrassed people and swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. Well, it is indeed a gift.

They are so powerful that they couldn't escape, let alone him. This guy is not simple. He can actually summon his ancestors, and the thunder and lightning must have become spirits.

Why can it become a network? !

Jiang Li dealt with the man under his feet and played happily. The electric hand hidden in his sleeve controlled the shape of the lightning at will, changing it once in a while, and the net was heading towards Wen Ruosheng.

You can be more merciful to others, but you should teach this person a lesson. Don't think she doesn't know that he approached her before just to kill her. What a sanctimonious hypocrite. Bah.

Wen Ruosheng looked at the approaching electric fence, grabbed the person next to him and kicked him out. He watched the man throw himself towards the electric fence, twitching all over from the electric shock, with a calm and indifferent look in his eyes.

...The ruthless emperor captured his own people as shields.

The two of them looked up and confronted each other. Wen Ruosheng twitched his lips slightly: "What else? Let's see whether you have more networks or I have more people. Your abilities are not endless."

Jiang Li put down his hand and bared his teeth: "Then give it a try. Who else told you that I only have this one ancestor? Our Jiang family doesn't have much else, but we can give birth and have many ancestors. If you don't believe it, just take a look."

As he spoke, he brought the backpack behind him to the front, reached in and rummaged around, and casually took out two spirit tablets, smiling and saying, "This is my great-grandfather, this is my great-grandfather, there are others, we can take our time and there is no rush."

Wen Ruosheng's calm and indifferent expression could no longer be suppressed, and his face darkened: "You, you really are..."

"Why, you don't allow others to have ancestors? You are too overbearing. Also, the abilities of the Venerable are all given by God. It's not something I can choose."

"If you have any opinions, you can ask God in heaven, don't ask me. I can't do anything about it. So, do you still want to fight? If you haven't made up your mind, let's temporarily stop fighting and have lunch."

Jiang Li muttered a few words, and the lightning did not strike again. However, the black thunderclouds gathered above their heads, and the oppressive feeling was very uncomfortable. Who knew when the lightning would strike again?

He jumped down, found a corner to squat, put the spirit tablet in the backpack, held up the steamed bun that was bigger than his face, ate it bite by bite, and called out: "Si Ling, Sister Su, Liang Yun, do you want to eat? I still have a lot of steamed buns."

Three people: …She is really capable to put the spirit tablet and the steamed bun together.

Emperor Ming of Qiguo endured for so long and did not die of anger. He is quite strong. If anyone has such a miserable daughter, he would probably want to die several times. Oh, seeing how happily she eats, I feel a little hungry.

Su Xuemei hesitated for a while, then raised her foot and walked towards her. She casually patted her scorched sleeves and said unhappily, "Give me a piece. I'm starving if I fight."

"You are a smart girl. You know to bring food with you. I am really hungry. When your ancestor chops, can you be more accurate? If you chop my hair, don't blame me for not thinking of sisterhood."

Jiang Li ate mouthful by mouthful. He paused after hearing this, and pursed his lips a little aggrieved: "I don't want to either. It all depends on my ancestors. I can't control who he wants to chop and how and where he chop."

"Sister Su, why don't you team up with me? If you stand by my side, my great-grandfather will never kill you. How about that? As long as you agree to buy the brown sugar, we can talk about everything."

"As for me, I don't really care about the ranking, as long as I'm in the top three."

Su Xuemei pondered for a moment and nodded, "Okay, let's team up. It's not a pleasant feeling to be struck by lightning. Your ancestors were so cruel, no wonder you were born into a little monster."

Jiang Li pouted and said with some dissatisfaction: "I am so cute, how can I be called a little monster? Besides, I didn't intend to let the ancestor come out at the beginning. That's too much bullying."

"I was forced to do this. They all came to attack me. I couldn't fight four fists with my bare hands. I had no choice, you know."

“Haha, you said we were weak, little girl, you’re so arrogant.”

The three of them squatted in a row, chewing the steamed buns without any image. The others just watched them, and only they knew the shock in their eyes.

Si Ling hesitated for a moment, then walked over and asked for a piece of food. However, he did not squat, but ate while standing. His demeanor was in sharp contrast to those three people.

"...!!"