Chapter 142: Zhang Xiaoxiao's thoughts

Walking in the front row, Gu Qingfeng's feeling was the most amazing, one moment it was still a group of clay sculptures that were motionless as real burial objects, and the next moment the battle qi hunted, and the black aura that rose turned into a war halberd, which had been split down the moment Gu Qingfeng stepped in.

Gu Qingfeng was also Ling Ran, and the Thunder Sword in his hand swung out a purple sword qi, colliding with the black war halberd, but the black war halberd was quite strange, it actually split the sword qi of the Thunder Sword, and then collided with the body of the Thunder Sword, causing Gu Qingfeng to take a few steps back before unloading his strength. Although Gu Qingfeng has a somewhat reckless personality, he has an unusual persistence in combat, and he also found that this group of terracotta warriors and horses is extraordinary at the first time.

At the same time, Ye Hongjin frowned, blocking everyone's way forward, and also protected Zhang Xiaoxiao behind him.

"Lao Gu, be careful, these terracotta warriors are very different from the previous ones!"

"I know!" Gu Qingfeng replied.

Compared with most sects and clans, the Shushan swordsman lineage can be described as abundant, not only because of its inheritance for thousands of years, but also because of the huge amount of various materials they have collected from ancient times to the present. Naturally, it also includes some information about these real-name terracotta warriors and horses in the tomb of Emperor Qin, which is even more complete than the information of many sects and clans, but Gu Qingfeng can almost be said to have not listened to the teaching of the 'professional class' very seriously, he prefers to pick up the sword, let alone let him go to the 'database' to check the information by himself. By knowing, nine times out of ten, he knows that he can fight well.

Seeing that Gu Qingfeng was full of electricity, it seemed that he was really planning to fight for three hundred rounds, Ye Hongjin had to grab the nervous Xiaoxiao with one hand, and with the other hand, he dragged Gu Qingfeng back.

"Don't move!"

Ye Hongjin's mind was very confused, when he saw these real name terracotta warriors and horses pronouncing their names loudly and solemnly, an indescribable feeling suddenly rushed to Ye Hongjin's mind, that was respect, that was moved, that was a kind of nostalgia and friendship that seemed to exist in his memory forever.

Comrade in arms!

This kind of emotion came very abruptly, and it made Ye Hongjin feel that he still had some memories sealed, as if these real-name terracotta warriors and horses were once Ye Hongjin's acquaintances, and they killed the enemy on the battlefield together, and they could hand over their backs to their partners.

Gu Qingfeng looked at Ye Hongjin with a vivid expression on his face suspiciously, and couldn't guess Ye Hongjin's thoughts, but those scattered cultivators didn't dare to come out, no wonder so, these terracotta warriors and horses who fused into a battle formation state were all one, at this time, they all looked distracted, and the breath was really scary.

"What's wrong, badass."

Grabbing the corner of Ye Hongjin's clothes, Zhang Xiaoxiao noticed the confusion of Ye Hongjin's mind, unlike Huo Yashui Meier, Zhang Xiaoxiao has a strange emotion for Ye Hongjin, when the little monk Huang Miji broke out of the pseudo-Buddha relics, Ye Hongjin blocked her in front of her and left a deep impression on her, this bad guy with good skills but always grabbing snacks with her is actually a very powerful and good person; When she was held in a cage by Xianle and treated as a commodity, although her consciousness was very blurred, she still saw Ye Hongjin who was angry and burst out like a hero, and all the sustenance after being betrayed by her closest sister rushed to Ye Hongjin in an instant.

In the final analysis, even if Zhang Xiaoxiao is alive, she is just an adult girl, she has met too much in these times, and she has experienced too much, girls of this age have a different keen and fragile heart, Ye Hongjin has become her only reliance at this time, as for Shui Meier, who loves her very much, the two emotions are different.

Let's fall in love for the first time!

Zhang Xiaoxiao thought carefully, that heart was naturally all hung on Ye Hongjin, that girl didn't want to be able to meet a person she liked who was a hero of the world, and fantasized that one day he would wear a golden armor and step on colorful auspicious clouds to marry.

These times, Zhang Xiaoxiao is really working hard in practice, she doesn't want to hold Ye Hongjin back, although she doesn't have much performance, but as the deputy head of the top ten regiments in a game, Zhang Xiaoxiao is a smart girl, she knows what kind of hardship Ye Hongjin will have to do in the future, and how strong the effort will be to be able to complete it.

"I may not be able to dance on the battlefield like Sister Huo Ya, nor do I have the talent to practice like Sister Mei'er, but I want to be side by side with him, not hide behind him, I don't want to be a burden to him, I want to be his ......"

Zhang Xiaoxiao didn't continue to think about it, her face was a little more ruddy, the betrayal from her sister was somewhat diluted, her little hand grabbed the corners of Ye Hongjin's clothes tighter, and those thoughts in her heart became more firm.

Ye Hongjin, who heard Zhang Xiaoxiao's concern, turned his head and rubbed Zhang Xiaoxiao's little head with a smile, and then patted the little hand that was clutching the corner of his clothes, and then he came out of the crowd and walked towards the terracotta warriors and horses.

"My name is Ye Hongjin, a contemporary descendant of the deceased master, and I have seen all my predecessors."

Ye Hongjin blocked Gu Qingfeng, who was about to follow, but stretched out his hand to make a unique identification gesture for the dead master, which was originally just a courtesy from Ye Hongjin, but the next moment, the originally vigorous battle formation in front of him suddenly turned around, and the black battle qi dissipated, and the military official figurine in the front row walked out, and then the five fingers were together, and the ten fingers were stacked, and he bowed slightly to Ye Hongjin.

"He actually knows this gesture!"

This situation undoubtedly made Ye Hongjin's heart surge, the small four-pulse recognition gesture is only known to a few people, as if it was some kind of code, this gesture not only includes factions, but also the surface of the level, the military official in front of him bowed to Ye Hongjin, which means that he not only knows this gesture, but is also lower than Ye Hongjin in terms of rank.

How this did not surprise Ye Hongjin.

Thousands of years ago, the Great Qin True Name Terracotta Warriors and Horses were not only alive, but their souls seemed to still exist in the figurines, and they were related to the dynasty and the dead division, and it seemed that there was still the possibility of subordination.

For a while, Ye Hongjin didn't know what to do, but he was thinking about various possibilities in his mind.

"The five hundred lords under the command of General Meng of the guard army have seen Master Ye, I wonder if Master Ye came by invitation, or if he was temporarily introduced?"

However, the military official in front of him who acted a little stiffly made a choice for Ye Hongjin, but these two choices undoubtedly showed that Ye Hongjin or the court deceased had a high position in the eyes of the five hundred lords in front of him.

After hesitating for a while, Ye Hongjin exhaled and stabilized his emotions.

"Meng Baizhu is polite, come to the appointment in the name of the family teacher, and invite the hundred masters to welcome the way."