Insect Master

The shriveled alchemist with big golden wings was rescued, but there was no trace of joy on his face, instead he was very stiff.

Is it because he doesn't know how to be grateful?Don't know what's good or bad?

No, a person like him who has been asleep for thousands of years is still very mature. As for the reason...

The bronze chain wrapped around the bloody long sword of Baishen Chan was loosened, and the voice of the person holding the sky chain came from the top of the distant mountain, "Now, you can kill."

He is that person's disciple, holding a sky-locking chain, so he can't see the alchemist, but he is also the prince of Daqin, and he has to kill the alchemist when he sees it.

The big golden wings have the urge to scold their mothers. People in the pre-Qin period were a bunch of fucking psychos, they killed as much as they wanted, and they insisted on making things so complicated.

Sometimes he saved and sometimes killed, he felt that he must be made into a crazy person.

However, he wasn't too surprised, because he was used to this kind of thing in the pre-Qin period, saving and killing at one time, and the saddest thing was the alchemist, it was as if he was being tricked completely.

However, if it hadn't been for the sky-locking chain that had deflected the Killing Sword just now, he would have become another wronged soul on the Killing Sword.

The big golden wings looked very exciting, and then turned around and ran away.

Next to him, the guy with three heads and six arms also ran away quickly when he saw that something was wrong.

It's just that he doesn't have the amazing speed of the big golden wings.

After running a few steps, there was a boy with a very strange skin color and a serious face standing in front of him. The boy raised his head, "It doesn't matter to me whether you are an alchemist or not, but you shouldn't be sleeping near the imperial tomb."

He was in charge of guarding the imperial tomb, and there was actually someone sleeping next to the imperial tomb, using the breath of the imperial tomb to prevent his body from decaying.

This is a provocation to his duty of guarding the imperial tomb.

The three heads were stunned for a moment, thinking, he was afraid of killing gods in the pre-Qin period, let alone the pre-Qin prince who was on the top of the mountain in the distance, but he couldn't be stopped by just one person, even if he didn't see him. He has grown three heads and six arms. Even in the pre-Qin period, this is a very powerful alchemy, and only the best can practice it.

He clenched his fist, and his bones creaked.

He was about to charge up with his fists, it is said that a good man is hard to beat with four hands, but he has six arms, watch him beat the opponent to the ground with six arms.

However, I saw the boy on the opposite side unhurriedly take out a painting from a bag in his hand.

Jiang Yan was not far away, and he could see it clearly, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange. This bag is similar to the one of Baishen Chan. It doesn't look big, but it can hold a lot of things, which is really convenient.

The bronze boy also took a look at Baishen Chan. When he came from home to the pre-Qin period, he brought a lot of good things out. At that time, he was young and ignorant, so he thought these things were sparse and usually he didn’t pay much attention to them. He was deceived a lot by others. The bag was brought out by him from home, and was fooled by someone.

The attention of the three heads was on the scroll that the bronze boy took out.

The three heads who were about to run up to beat people suddenly stopped, the expression on their faces was the same as that of a soy sauce shop, their whole body was not well, and their voices were trembling, "Immortal Night Zoutu, you...you are Chief Steward Gan Luo."

Jiang Yan was also surprised. Was he surprised that the bronze boy was Gan Luo, because he had already guessed it.

Instead, he was surprised by the painting that the bronze boy took out.

Immortal night play picture?

It sounds like it should be a very beautiful picture scroll.

But, what the hell, there are just a few messy strokes on the painting, a small person seems to be holding a guqin and playing at night.

If it wasn't for the name Immortal Ye Zoutu, even if he was killed, he wouldn't be able to tell that the painting on it was a person playing the piano.

As for why it is played at night?Jiang Yan looked at a round cake painted on the scroll, is this the moon?

What a mess, it has a nice name, but it has to be said that it is a bad painting, just like a child's random graffiti.

In fact, Jiang Yan guessed correctly. This is what Gan Luo saw when he was seven years old and saw the fairy playing the piano and painting under the bright moon.

Jiang Yan was very surprised, why the three heads almost rolled to the ground when they saw the painting, turned around and ran away with a sudden change of expression.

But immediately, Jiang Yan heard a faint sound of the piano coming from the painting.

Very faint, faintly present, but impossible to ignore.

"hiss!"

There were several deep wounds on the three heads that escaped without warning, as if they had been cut by something out of thin air.

Jiang Yan was full of surprise, such a child's graffiti is so powerful?

The bronze boy looked a little disdainful, he has so many treasures.

It is said that Prince Fusu and His Royal Highness Hu Hai in the pre-Qin period were the most proud disciples of the immortals, but didn't they just learn the art of heaven and earth?

Even after learning a little bit of superficiality, he dared to be shy. He had been with the immortal since he was a child, and the skills he learned were beyond the reach of those two self-righteous guys.

The bronze boy looked at the three running heads and hesitated for a moment, because the panic and fear on the faces of the three heads seemed to be tripled.

The bronze boy raised the painting in his hand, but finally put it away.

He really didn't understand why the immortal would take care of the affairs of these messy people. They stayed at home and were so carefree.

Although he can't figure it out, since the immortal wants to control them, it's not easy for him to kill them.

It's just a pity that he was just running an errand for the immortal to send a letter to Xianyang, the capital of the pre-Qin emperor, but he was deceived for thousands of years to help the tyrant guard the tomb, thinking about it makes him angry.

The tyrant's words couldn't help but appear in Gan Luo's mind, "Gan Luo, how about we make a bet? I am willing to bury the ground without seeing the light for thousands of years. If I can do it, how about you guarding the imperial tomb for me?"

Gan Luo was stunned at the time, how could this be possible?

This tyrant is the emperor of the world, the king of the world, the most noble and powerful existence in the world, how could he willingly bury himself underground to endure thousands of years of loneliness and darkness.

In Gan Luo's view, this is unreasonable and impossible. It is impossible for this tyrant to give up his power and resplendent in the world to do so.

So Gan Luo felt that he had won.

But Gan Luo never imagined that this tyrant not only really fell asleep underground, but also chose to let all creatures sleep with him, and even sealed the whole world with infinite power.

Gan Luo's heart was cold at the time, this damn bastard deceived him miserably, this is to pull him to sink together, and tie him to the cold underground palace forever.

He still remembered the rampant voice of the tyrant at that time, "As long as you keep you by my side, he will always come back to find you. When he comes back, it will be the day I wake up and you will be free."

Gan Luo hates this arbitrary and reckless tyrant to death, but... a gentleman promises a thousand gold words, although his words are not only worth thousands of gold, but thousands of years of time that are more precious than any money.

Gan Luo couldn't help but wiped his face. He is no longer the cutie in the fairy's mouth. He is thousands of years old. I don't know if the fairy will want him when he sees him again, but he will be ashamed if he hugs his thigh. up.

Damn tyrant, Gan Luo cursed again in his heart.

At this time, besides the alchemists who had already seen, there were actually more alchemists crawling out from the ground.

This world really woke up, or when the six-petaled flowers in the sky began to fly, the seal of this world began to be broken.

For these alchemists, thousands of years of interrupted time start again from this moment.

But it is a little different, because after all, this world is still different from the pre-Qin period. Even if the environment has returned to the past, people have changed too much.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, Fusu's whole body was wrapped in soft white paper, and the pieces of paper on his face flew into the air one by one, revealing a face full of dignity, white as jade, but Noble and inexplicable.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Fusu looked at the alchemists climbing out of the ground one by one, "My mission, or in other words, the mission of the Great Qin Prince has also begun."

Some sighed, but as the Great Qin Crown Prince, he had no choice.

Fusu's body flew more and more pieces of paper, as if he couldn't finish flying.

Flying in one direction overwhelming the sky.

The pieces of paper flying all over the sky are also very spectacular.

If you take a closer look, these pieces of paper are not ordinary pieces of paper, but paper figurines.

Cordyceps is very happy, it sees these very interesting paper figures again, they can move.

Jiang Yan also looked at these paper figures, flying into the distance like a storm.

If Jiang Yan saw it correctly, these paper figurines should be flying in the direction of the terracotta warriors.

Jiang Yan couldn't help but recall that Baishenchan once said that those paper figurines of Fusu's heavenly skills don't look very powerful, that's because they haven't combined with the Qin terracotta warriors and horses refined with the spirit and spirit of the soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty.

In just a moment, Jiang Yan suddenly felt the ground trembling, as if something huge was approaching here, and the sound of uniform steps was like the sound of uniform steps trampling the ground.

Jiang Yan looked over, and as far as he could see, Jiang Yan's eyes shrank.

Some of the Qin terracotta warriors are as tall as real people.

In Jiang Yan's eyes, it was all the army of terracotta warriors and horses.

Yes, it is indeed the army, because there are too many, it can only be described as the army.

Standing at the head of the army are twelve huge golden men, like the commander of this strange army.

These twelve golden men are about ten meters high, very tall, the key is that each golden man also holds a very huge bronze weapon in his hand.

Jiang Yan: "..."

It is said that in the pre-Qin period, the first emperor collected weapons from all over the world and built twelve huge golden men. Now it seems that it is not groundless.

Moreover, holding such a huge bronze weapon, he looked so powerful and domineering that he couldn't tolerate it. After taking a closer look at the other terracotta warriors, Jiang Yan probably knew why the pre-Qin army was able to kill alchemists so that they escaped everywhere.

These terracotta warriors and horses hold bronze wares!What an exaggerated army this is.

These Qin terracotta warriors and horses are large and small, marching in formations.

The phalanx of the large terracotta warriors gives people a very depressing and bloody feeling, and the momentum is like a rainbow. This is an army that can really go to the battlefield.

And the small terracotta warriors lined up, looking a little cute, holding small bronze guns in their hands, and flicking them with small steps.

The little Cordyceps ran over, holding its small expression, and followed a group of little terracotta warriors to do the same.

An army, mixed with a strange thing.

The army approached, and then knelt down on one knee in the direction of the mountain.

Like a group of soldiers waiting for orders.

What are they waiting for?Jiang Yan thought.

Then, I heard Fusu's voice from above the mountain peak, "Kill."

Kill all the underworld soldiers, this is the last military order that the soldiers of Daqin got, and this is also the mission of his prince Daqin.

The world is bright and the alchemists are causing trouble, causing harm to the world. My emperor has an order to kill all the alchemists in this world and return the world to a paradise.