Datang: Married Princess Changle at the beginning

"Ahem, Yunheling, why are your people still awake?"

Yang Fei coughed twice to change the subject, pointing to the bodyguards of Malthus who were still lying on the ground.

"They...can't wake up."

Yun Heling's expression suddenly became gloomy.

She looked at the bodyguard on the ground with sad eyes.

When she came back, her passage was in danger, and these people sacrificed to save her.

When I woke up just now, my brain automatically didn't want to recall these things.

Now that Yang Fei mentioned it, endless sadness enveloped her body and mind.

died?

Yang Fei frowned slightly, and looked deeply at Malthus and the others.

At this time, Yang Fei also noticed that they had no breath.

"My condolences." Yang Fei took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

This time, there were a total of fifteen bodyguards who followed Yun Heling from a place as far away as Dashi Kingdom.

Now that they are all dead, Yang Fei doesn't know how to comfort this fellow?

"It's nothing, they're just bodyguards." Yun Heling shook his head and sighed.

Although the words were so relaxed, she could still feel her sadness in the words.

Right……

Although bodyguards.

But it is also a group of loyal bodyguards.

Moreover, in addition to the employment relationship, there is also some friendship between the two parties.

Malthus, for example, admired Yunhe Ling very much.

"You... what have you experienced?" Yang Fei thought for a while and said in a deep voice.

"The future I have lived in is a world of high martial arts."

"In a world of technology, there is a civilization of cultivating immortals, where technology and warriors coexist."

"I remember that I learned enlightenment in that world, successfully became a warrior, and then experienced the battle between the human race and the ten thousand races. Now I can break the air with one punch!"

Yun Heling frowned and spoke slowly.

Thinking of her who entered the future tunnel, the feeling of sadness seemed to disappear, replaced by excitement.

At the same time, Yun Heling clenched his fist and punched forward in a very posture.

According to what she thought, the air in the space in front of her would definitely be crackled by her punch.

However, he punched lightly, but there was no response.

Still a punch...

"what happened?"

"Where is my warrior energy, why is it gone?"

Yun Heling suddenly exclaimed.

Her eyes were closed tightly, and opened a moment later in shock.

In her memory, she became a martial artist in the world of high martial arts.

but now……

Seeing this, Yang Fei frowned.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and checked the sensations in his body.

However, he was shocked to find that the surging potential that he could feel when he was in the world of Qin Shihuang before does not exist at all now.

How could this be?

When he was in the world of cultivating immortals, he and Meng Fengling had experienced the cultivation of Daoist Fenghua, and their potential had been activated.

It's just short of training!

Now, I can't feel anything!

Before, I felt that my strength was several times stronger, but now I don't feel that way anymore.

"Yang Fei, I can't feel anything anymore." Meng Fengling said in a deep voice.

She checked her body carefully, but found nothing.

"Could it be...just a dream?" Yang Fei took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

His brows furrowed into a word "Chuan", and his eyes became deep.

Think, think, think again...

"A dream?!"

Yun Heling murmured.

If it was a dream, why is this dream so real?

If it was really a dream, why did the bodyguards who followed him into the future all die?

The three were silent.

Qin Shihuang's interior was unusually quiet.

A deadly silence permeated the entire outermost layer.

"Yunheling, how long have you been in the future world?" Yang Fei asked suddenly.

He thought of what Qin Shihuang had said to him.

"About... three years." Yun Heling thought for a while and said in a deep voice.

They are not sure if it is a dream now.

But Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum is definitely not simple, that must be true.

I and the others were obviously in the golden and broken space on the third floor, but now they appeared on the outermost floor.

"Feng Ling and I have only experienced ten days!"

"Whether this is a dream or not, we will know if we can practice or not later."

"But now, we should go out and see how long this world has passed." Yang Fei said in a deep voice.

At this moment, he was in a very serious mood, and by the way, he told Yun Heling what the other party had said after meeting Qin Shihuang.

In an instant, the hearts of the three of them became heavy.

Also quickly find the switch of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum and get out of the tomb!

Chapter 731 Three Years, Prosperity and Depression

Qin Shihuang Mausoleum began.

Come out, the sky is light blue and the sun is shining.

Judging by the position of the sun, it is now noon.

Looking at the surrounding situation, everything seems to be the same, but I can't tell what has changed.

"The trees here seem to have grown a lot taller." Meng Fengling said in a deep voice.

Before she met Yang Fei, besides being an assassin in Tingyulou, she often went back to guard the tomb of the first emperor.

The impression of the trees at the entrance of the First Emperor's Tomb was much deeper than that of Yang Fei and Yun Heling.

"Go, let's go back!"

With a heavy heart, Yang Fei started to walk in the direction of Chang'an City.

In fact, he also felt that the environment here had changed, and the vegetation had grown much taller than before.

This is not good news, it indicates that a long time has passed...

The three set off to return to Chang'an City.

Along the way, Yang Fei felt more and more heavy, and ran back all the way.

The gate of Chang'an City has not changed much, it is still so magnificent.

However, when the three of Yang Fei were about to enter the city gate, they were stopped by young soldiers guarding the gate.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't jump in line, go to the back line and check your peers."

Yang Fei was stunned by the young soldier's words.

Are there any soldiers in Chang'an who don't know him?

Or……

"You don't know me?" Yang Fei said in a deep voice.

He frowned, and didn't use the title of the king.

"who are you?"

"Do I need to meet you?"

The young soldier stared coldly, looking up and down at Yang Fei and the three of them.

I wanted to push Yang Fei away, but I saw Yang Fei's extraordinary temperament, and the two beautiful women behind him.

At first glance, the origin should not be small, so it is not too much, and the tone is relatively polite.

Unlike other soldiers, once they found someone jumping in line, they would stop them with long guns and let them go back to line up.

"What year is... now?" Yang Fei took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

He was a little worried, worried that this was no longer the year when he left Chang'an City.

Thinking of this, Yang Fei, who did not change his face before Mount Tai collapsed, also became nervous.

family, kids, career...

"The 12th year of Zhenguan." The soldiers guarding the city said politely.

"The 12th year of Zhenguan...has it been three years?"

Yang Fei murmured, his body trembling a little.

When I left Chang'an City, it was the ninth year of Zhenguan.

And now, it has been the 12th year of Zhenguan.

I actually left for three years!

Is the price of entering Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum so high?

"Can we get in with this?"

Meng Fengling walked out from behind Yang Fei, holding a token in his hand.

"Listen to the adults in Yulou??"

"The lower officials have blind eyes, three adults, please pass."

The guarding soldiers took the token seriously, and suddenly remembered that it was the token of the upper management of Tingyu Tower.

Immediately bowed to the three of Yang Fei, and invited Yang Fei and the three of them to enter, with an extremely respectful attitude.

At the same time, I secretly celebrated that my attitude just now was quite peaceful, and I didn't offend Yang Fei and the others.

"Yang Fei, shall we go back first?" Meng Fengling asked carefully in front of Yang Fei.

Looking at Yang Fei's appearance, she felt a little heartbroken.

I have no one to rely on, and it doesn't matter if three years have passed.