In front of the ruined seed station, under the iron pillar where countless figures were hanging.

Zhao Zheng, who was dressed in black, raised his head lightly when he heard the voice, he looked at the impermanence who bowed and said slowly:

"Remember the name Xianqin, we may still see each other. ”

Zhao Zheng smiled softly.

Laughing impermanently, my heart trembled a little.

And Zhao Zheng looked impermanent with a domineering gaze in the cold, and he was uncomfortable.

Impermanence doesn't want to see you again.

Everything related to Immortal Qin is too weird.

For example, it seems that there is only one teenager here, but Xian Qin can quietly capture everyone in the Dawn Base.

Another example is how huge stone pillars weighing several tons can be inserted directly into tall buildings.

None of this seems to be within the reach of a human being.

And the young man in front of him has an inexplicable evil spirit.

There is a silent domineering in him, which seems to be eroding everything all the time.

And the long sword in his hand that was as black as ink was even more weird to the extreme.

"I'll remember. ”

Impermanence bowed and said in a low voice.

Then he stood up and hurriedly waved his hand behind him, and the gluttonous people behind him immediately began to close the team.

They also realized that something was wrong.

Countless people quickly ran onto the vehicle, and then impermanence slowly bowed and retreated into the vehicle.

Eventually, a car slowly drove into the distance.

Only the slaves of Zhao dignitaries in the distance were left, as well as bags of seeds and grain.

Wang Miao watched this scene blankly, the notorious gluttony was really making compensation.

How can they possibly compensate?

And they were as scared as a femme fatale for this teenager.

"Immortal Qin?"

Wang Miao muttered the word, recalling all this in her mind.

"I remember that Qin was a country in ancient times, and some people took Xianqin as the name, what does it mean?"

"Costume costumes, long hair, weird and unpredictable. ”

Wang Miao regretted it a little.

He knew he seemed to be in the middle of a trick.

Impermanence deliberately slowed down his pace, presumably expecting that when they came here, they would clash with this inexplicable force called "Immortal Qin".

Even Impermanence probably knew that they would definitely be defeated at the hands of "Immortal Qin".

"Damn gluttony!"

Wang Miao gritted her teeth.

And on the earth, after the gluttonous crowd slowly left, the slaves scattered here looked at the young man in front of them with some fear.

According to the exchange just now, they were all gluttonous and gifted to this adult from Xianqin.

In their eyes, the boy was really weird and powerful.

Someone whispered in fear:

"Your Excellency?"

With a sound, Zhao Zheng, who was clothed in black, gently put Mo Yuan into the scabbard, and when he heard the sound, he frowned, and then slowly looked up at everyone.

"Don't call me my lord, you can call me Wang Sun Zheng. ”

One of them raised his hand and said cautiously, "Wang Sunzheng, can you ask what you want to do with us?"

In the last days, there are all kinds of people.

As slaves, all they want is to survive.

Unfortunately, sometimes even this little request is not met.

So they can only hope that the young man in front of them is a good master.

"Follow me!"

Zhao Zheng turned around and walked into the distance, and everyone trembled behind Zhao Zheng and walked into the distance.

It seems that they have completely forgotten about the people who were hanging from the iron pillars of the building.

Seeing that Zhao Zheng was about to leave, Wang Miao panicked.

A city full of ghouls is likely to have no one for ten days and half a month.

And even if someone comes, defenseless in the last days, what can they do?

He immediately opened his mouth and roared:

"Wang Sunzheng, can you talk about it?"

"Talk, prisoner, what do you have to talk to me?"

Zhao Zheng, who had already walked into the distance, paused slightly, and his voice sounded softly.

It's like a dragon and tiger standing on a peak and looking down.

Wang Miao was silent.

"With my life!"

"The life of the puppet is useless. ”

"What does Wang Sunzheng want?"

Zhao Zheng slowly turned his head, and he raised his head to look at Wang Miao.

"I want it, you can't give it. ”

"Still, you're of some use. ”

"Tell the world for me that Xian Qin is here. ”

"Immortal Qin is here?"

While Wang Miao was muttering to herself, Zhao Zheng turned around, and his robe moved with the long wind.

The wind of the Qin and Han dynasties seems to be rising in this world.

Countless slaves also wrote down this name in their hearts, and they slowly followed Zhao Zheng's steps towards the distance.

Wang Miao looked at the figure in the distance and roared: "But Wang Sunzheng, you haven't let me down yet!"

It's a pity that no matter how Wang Miao roared, Zhao Zheng didn't look back until he disappeared into the distance with everyone's figures.

"What is this?"

Wang Miao slowly lowered her head and looked at the already empty street.

The distance between him and the ground was more than ten meters, and as long as he fell, he would inevitably be crushed.

"It's a dead end!"

As he sighed, more and more people woke up.

Everyone looked at this scene in front of them in horror, on this land, this kind of bondage is a dead end.

Wang Miao was depressed.

"I'm sorry, but I hurt you. ”

At the moment when Wang Miao opened his mouth, countless streamers suddenly flashed in the air, like points of light in the galaxy above the nine heavens, and like endless fireflies in the wilderness.

"What is this?"

Countless voices rang out.

Wang Miao looked at the streamer in front of him, as if it was this streamer before they fell.

The brilliant streamer directly cut the ropes in the air, and countless people fell from the sky.

But at the moment when everyone landed, it seemed that something inexplicable had unloaded their strength, and everyone fell to the ground lightly.

The next moment, Wang Miao's rope also broke, and he fell from the sky in an instant, but at the moment when he was about to touch the ground, he suddenly seemed to be dissipated all his strength.

He slowly climbed up with his hands on the ground, but saw dozens of people holding long swords, dressed in long robes and dressed in the same style as the young man, led by a light blue robe.

Even if everyone didn't speak, Wang Miao knew that these people must be from Immortal Qin.

With such a style of dressing, the world will never find a second one.

Immortal Qin?

Pre-Qin?

Could it be that that dynasty has really continued to this day?

It seems that the purpose of going back is to look up the history of this aspect.

Wang Miao fell to the ground.

"Wang Miao, thank you!"

Xuandu looked at the person in front of him, waved his hand slightly, and then everyone slowly turned around and left.

The sunlight casts the shadows of the people on the earth.

Wang Miao quietly looked at the people in the distance.

None of them could be seen to be in the last days, but rather as protégés in the ancient court.

But this is also the style of Xianqin.

"Maybe they are really the descendants of that ancient dynasty. ”

Wang Miao muttered to herself.

The old man remembered this title, there was an emperor in the Qin Dynasty who sought immortals, but in the end he failed. ”

Perhaps, he did not fail. ”

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