Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, waved his sleeves lightly, and blew away the mud.

"Your Majesty, you are still stubborn."

After saying this, Zhang Sanfeng turned and left.

Chu Ze lay on the ground, looking at Zhang Sanfeng's departing back, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"Old Taoist priest, just wait for me! I will definitely come back!"

At this moment, a young man in a dragon robe fell from the sky.

He walked up to Chu Ze, looked down at him, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Chu Ze, you lose."

Chu Ze was lying on the ground, his face covered in dirt, his dragon robe stained with mud, looking miserable. After the effect of the so-called "magic pill" wore off, he felt sore all over, but didn't get any benefit at all. He glared fiercely at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him. The other person was wearing the same dragon robe as him, but the gold thread was more complicated and the dragon pattern was more majestic.

"Who are you? You're playing tricks on me!" Chu Ze struggled to get up, but found himself powerless and could only flutter on the ground like a stranded fish.

The young man sneered, stepped on Chu Ze's chest, and said condescendingly: "I am the true dragon emperor, and you are just a thief who stole the country! Now that I am back, you traitor, why don't you surrender!"

Chu Ze almost suffocated. He was a time traveler who had finally become an emperor. Before he could enjoy the glory and wealth, he was trampled under the feet of a guy who came out of nowhere. This was too aggrieved!

"Bullshit! I am the true dragon emperor! You are a fake!" Chu Ze roared with his neck stiffened, and a mouthful of bloody saliva sprayed on the young man's golden dragon boots.

The young man frowned, retracted his foot in disgust, wiped his boots with a handkerchief in disdain, and said contemptuously: "Just you? Are you worthy of being called me?"

Chu Ze was so angry that his eyes almost popped out. He frantically circulated the little remaining Qi in his body, wanting to teach this ignorant guy a lesson. But as soon as he started to circulate Qi, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, causing him to groan.

"You overestimate your abilities." The young man snorted coldly and waved his sleeves. An invisible force knocked Chu Ze to the ground. He rolled a few times like a rag doll and hit a rock, grimacing in pain.

"You... who are you?" Chu Ze asked with difficulty, covering his chest.

The young man stood with his hands behind his back and said proudly: "I am the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Chu Ze!"

Chu Ze was stunned. What was going on? Same name? Or was he also a time traveler?
"Impossible! I am Chu Ze!" Chu Ze roared unwillingly.

"I am!" A trace of impatience flashed in the young man's eyes, "Come here, take this lunatic down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of soldiers in silver armor descended from the sky and surrounded Chu Ze. These soldiers were all dignified and imposing, and it was obvious at first glance that they were not ordinary soldiers.

Chu Ze secretly cried out in his heart, this situation is too bad for him! He was already seriously injured and his Qi was exhausted. Now there are so many masters coming. I am afraid he will die here today!
Just when Chu Ze was in despair, a hearty laugh suddenly came from the sky: "Hahaha! What a true and false emperor! Interesting! Interesting!"

When everyone looked up, they saw an old man in Taoist robes, with white hair and a youthful face, slowly descending on auspicious clouds.

"Zhang...Zhang Sanfeng?" Chu Ze recognized the man at a glance, and a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in his heart.

Zhang Sanfeng walked up to Chu Ze with a smile, stretched out his hand to help him up, and asked with concern: "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Chu Ze was deeply moved. Although this old Taoist priest had beaten him up before, he was still very loyal at the critical moment!
"Old Taoist, you're here at the right time! This guy is a fake, help me deal with him!" Chu Ze pointed at the young man and said viciously.

The young man's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Master Zhang, do you want to intervene in this matter too?" Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I am just here to watch the fun. Your Majesties, why don't you sit down and have a good talk?"

"What are you talking about? I am the true dragon emperor!" the young man said angrily.

Chu Ze also echoed, "That's right! This guy is a liar! Taoist priest, help me kill him!"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head helplessly and said, "Your Majesty, both of you have the surname Chu and the given name Ze, and both of you have dragon energy. It's hard to say who is the true dragon emperor..."

"Bullshit! I am the one!" the two shouted in unison.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes flashed with a cunning light, and he continued: "How about this, I have a treasure here, called the 'Demon Mirror', which can reveal all the demons and monsters in the world, as well as... counterfeits!"

"Magic mirror?" Chu Ze and the young man were stunned.

Zhang Sanfeng pulled out an ancient bronze mirror from his sleeve, waved it at the two of them, and said, "Who would like to try it first?"

Chu Ze and the young man looked at each other, both a little hesitant.

"I'll go first!" the young man suddenly said. He walked up to Zhang Sanfeng, held his head and chest high, looking fearless.

Zhang Sanfeng pointed the bronze mirror at the young man and muttered something.

Suddenly, a golden light shot out from the bronze mirror, enveloping the young man.

The golden light dissipated, and the young man was still standing there, unharmed.

"What do you think? I am the true dragon emperor!" the young man said proudly.

Chu Ze's heart skipped a beat. Could this boy really be the true dragon emperor?

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and shook his head, saying, "Your Majesty, don't be anxious. This magic mirror has a special feature, which is..."

Zhang Sanfeng paused deliberately to whet everyone's appetite, and then he said slowly: "It only works on... eunuchs!"

Zhang Sanfeng paused deliberately, his seemingly cloudy eyes flashing with cunning light, examining Chu Ze and the young man like an old fox. This suspenseful pause made the air around them seem to freeze, and you could hear a pin drop.

"It is only effective against... eunuchs!" Zhang Sanfeng finally said the second half of the sentence. His voice was not loud, but it exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

The smug look on the young man's face froze instantly, replaced by an expression of incredible fear. He subconsciously took a step back, covered his crotch, and his eyes darted around in panic.

The soldiers around were also stunned. They looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion and shock.

Chu Ze was stunned at first, but then he reacted and pointed at the young man and laughed out loud: "Hahaha! Turns out he's a fake! And a eunuch! Hahaha!"

He laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes. He pointed at the young man and said breathlessly: "I knew it! How could I be a eunuch! I want three thousand beauties in my harem!"

The young man's face turned pale and blue, his lips trembled, and he pointed at Chu Ze and roared: "You...you are talking nonsense! I...I am not!" (End of this chapter)