You can kill millions of people in life, and you can command the Yin soldiers in death.

In the night, in the thick fog, the dark black armor was covered with frost.

Two ghosts, swaying between illusion and reality.

It seems to be dispersing at any time, and it is like it is about to condense into a physical entity at any time.

Zhao Xicheng's hair trembled on the side of the stone platform, and he didn't know whether it was fear or excitement.

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Wu Anjun in the distance, and said:

"Wu Anjun, is it really Your Majesty?"

But the night was silent, the cold was still there, and under the black-clothed armor, the two souls were like clay sculptures, without the slightest reply.

Zhao Xicheng trembled and looked sideways at Li Chunqiu.

"Mr. Chunqiu, this ......"

On the side of the stone platform, Li Chunqiu glanced at Zhao Xicheng and said lightly:

"Don't know, don't ask. ”

After finishing speaking, he moved his gaze to the two souls in front of him.

In the courtyard, the cold wind was chilling.

The spirits that had been standing underground had all dispersed.

It's like encountering something terrifying.

Intimidated by its might, and not daring to move forward.

"Born invincible in the world, dead and feared by ghosts and gods, Wu'an is really Wu'an. ”

Li Chunqiu walked in front of Bai Qi.

"Zhao Guo, the defeat is not wronged, Zhao Kuo, it is really wronged. ”

Bai Qi stood at the front, he was already gray-haired, but he didn't see the slightest sign of aging.

Behind him was a man in his forties.

The two of them were dressed like iron, with an extremely cold air on their bodies.

The murderous aura that wrapped around his body was even more penetrating to the bone.

"Homecoming!"

Li Chunqiu said lightly in Bai Qi's ear.

For a moment, the cold soul seemed to be summoned by something.

The white spirit turned from virtual to real, and fell into a stone statue in the courtyard, the size of the stone statue was the same height as a person.

After Bai Qi's soul fell into it, the originally unrecognizable stone statue instantly turned into Bai Qi's appearance.

The nine-foot stone statue is cold.

At this time, Li Chunqiu turned his head to look at Sima Jin again.

This Sima Jin is the distant ancestor of the future famous Sima Qian, who was buried with Bai Qi and died together in Du Youting.

I didn't expect to be with us in life, and still with us after death.

"It's also considered to be loyal, but it's not bad for you. ”

"Go ahead!"

Li Chunqiu flicked his fingers, and Sima Jin also fell into another stone statue as if he had been summoned, and the appearance of the stone statue changed for a while, turning into Sima Jin's appearance.

"Wake up!"

Li Chunqiu's voice, like the aftermath of the past, woke up the two departed souls.

The white stone statue slowly opened its eyes, the cold murderous aura and battle intent overflowed, and the fog in the blowing courtyard continued to disperse.

And Sima Jin beside him was much quieter, although he had a murderous aura, he did not have such power.

In the endless darkness, Bai Qi woke up.

"I'm dead?"

There seemed to be an unmistakable voice in the hoarseness in the courtyard.

The white stone statue raised its head and looked at the two people in the courtyard.

Zhao Xicheng only felt that under Bai Qi's gaze, it seemed that his blood had solidified.

After Wu Anjun's death, his power continued to wane.

Zhao Xicheng has seen Wu Anjun, in that era, if the King of Qin is the king of Qin, then Bai Qi is the god of Qin's army, an invincible god.

In that era, the edges of all the soldiers of the Qin State were covered by its brilliant light.

But no one was unconvinced.

Even everyone worshipped this god of war of the Qin State.

At that time, Wu Anjun's courage and sharpness made people dare not look at it directly.

didn't expect that after his death, he would be even more powerful.

"Dead!"

Li Chunqiu smiled, he casually took off the long sword floating in the air and threw it backhand.

The long sword was like the wind, and it fell into Bai Qi's hand in an instant.

"But I'm half alive. ”

"Half alive?"

Bai Qi lowered his head, pulled out the long sword with a "Zheng" sound, and his stone fingers lightly slashed across the long sword.

The nine words "Wu Anjun Bai Self-Acting Sword" still have a faint golden light.

"Zhao Xicheng, you will elaborate on it for me. ”

Bai Qi, who wiped the sword, slowly closed the long sword and said lightly.

His voice is flat, but he has unquestionable authority.

Zhao Xicheng felt that with Bai Qi's voice sounding, he seemed to be back in that era, the era of the Qin State God of War.

This is also the reason why King Qin Zhaoxiang will kill Bai Qi.

His prestige is too high.

Bai originated in the Qin State, and it was not just as simple as a high achievement.

He is not dead yet, he is already mythologized.

"Yuwu Anjun, the king is resurrected from the dead. ”

Zhao Xicheng bowed.

In front of Bai Qi, Zhao Xicheng felt that his blood was boiling again.

It seems to have returned to the Battle of Ique back then.

When he served under Wu Anjun, he was also one of the best armor in the army at that time, and in the first battle of Yique, he received twenty-seven heads and seven swords.

"Back from the dead?"

"I, the people who slaughtered the 400,000 soldiers of the Zhao State deserve to come back from the dead?"

Bai Qi still seemed to be smiling.

He plunged his scabbard into the ground, and the sword was embedded deep in the earth.

"It's not about coming back from the dead, it's just not about not dying. ”

Li Chunqiu said lightly.

Bai Qi raised his head and looked at Li Chunqiu levelly.

"Who are you? Zhao Xicheng was so afraid. ”

Li Chunqiu smiled faintly, casually collected the soul bell in the air, and said lightly:

"Li Chunqiu, the position of the immortals. ”

"Immortals?"

Bai Qi looked at his hands that had turned into stones, and said softly:

"Resurrection from the dead, but it is an immortal means. ”

"Why save me?"

"For a great life. ”

"What a great world?"

"Everyone is like a dragon, everyone is an immortal. ”

Wu Anjun stood with his hands in his hands, looking up to the sky and smiling.

"So, what's the difference between humans and immortals?"

Li Chunqiu shook his head, and then plucked a leaf from the branch beside him.

He blew softly, and the leaves flew up with the wind, heading for the distance.

"Where the leaves fall, who knows. ”

"I know, but I can't say. ”

"It's boring to say at this time, it's better to look at it yourself. ”

The leaves swept in the wind, disappeared into the mist, and completely disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Hahaha......"

Bai Qi laughed heroically, and then bowed.

"I got up in vain. ”

Bai Qi pulled out the long sword on the ground, and then looked sideways at Sima Jin behind him.

Live and die together, die and live together.

From the battlefield, it is a real brotherly friend.

The corners of his mouth raised.

"Sima Jin, you are willing to meet the heroes of this world with me. ”

"Your Majesty, what Jian Feng is referring to, Sima Jin, life and death go hand in hand!"

After Bai got up, he was really like a stone sculpture like Sima Jin, and he bowed when he heard the words.

"There is a friend of life and death, what more can the husband ask for. ”

Li Chunqiu sighed and praised.

In the night, suddenly a gust of wind rose, and another fallen leaf was blown off.

The world is getting more and more exciting.