Traveling through the heavens to become a bandit

Chapter 413 [Who is the reincarnation of Emperor Qin? 】

This is the first time Luoyang stared at a person closely.

That gaze, wanting to choose someone and devour him, swallowed him into his stomach.

The expression was complicated, there seemed to be joy, but also hatred, and there was a little unspoken meaning.

After staring at each other for a long time, even Xu Qianqiu was a bit confused.

Puzzled in my heart, why is this woman crazy?

I didn't offend her.

That look seems to be nostalgic for the past.

However, there is no past between me and her.

Seeing his warmth and anger, Luo Yang finally withdrew his gaze and remained silent.

Xu Qianqiu threw the Zhen Guo Tiger Talisman over, "Give it back to you, stingy!"

Luo Yang caught it casually, but just cast a glance at him without saying anything.

He just lowered his head and glanced at Qi. After passing through Xu Qianqiu's hands, the fortune became more prosperous in the old Great Qin Empire's national tiger charm.

She looked at Xu Qianqiu who was confused, and then at Emperor Qin who had lost his head, and laughed.

The laughter continued, echoing in the huge palace.

Carefree, proud, gratified, happy, hate...

It's so complicated it's hard to describe.

Like happy, like sad.

In the eyes of others, Luoyang's state at this time is like that kind of jealous woman who finally succeeds in her plot after going through all kinds of hardships.

Xu Qianqiu's expression changed, a little uncertain.

Could it be that Luoyang's identity is really as stated in the original book?
Luo Yang made a sudden move, grabbed the skeleton, and dropped it down the steps.

At Xu Qianqiu's feet, he was smashed into pieces.

She sat on the dragon chair, took a deep breath, and her two-color eyes were shining brightly.

Holding the Zhenguo Tiger Talisman in one hand, staring at Xu Qianqiu, with an inexplicable tone, said slowly:

"After 800 years, come to rule the world again!"

In a word, like thunder, Xu Qianqiu understood instantly.

This woman regarded him as the reincarnation of the Great Qin Emperor!
But, shouldn't it be my younger brother Xu Fengnian?

Is Luoyang's judgment wrong, or his own memory wrong?

No way to know.

Staring at Luoyang's complex expression, Xu Qianqiu was silent for a moment, and finally used his golden finger again:

"System, don't sleep, I'm asking you something, do you know who is the reincarnation of the Great Qin Emperor in this life?"

[System upgrade, please call again later...]

You are so meow, you have been upgraded for two years!

Excuse me, later, when is it?
Without getting an answer from the system, Xu Qianqiu looked at the woman in white sitting high on the dragon chair.

At this moment, she is extremely unfamiliar compared to Huang Baozhuang whom she first met when she was a child.

However, Luoyang is covered in fog, which is not bad.

Xu Qianqiu looked left and right, there were destined to be countless treasures in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, and they would definitely not be limited to two dragon armor and python robes, plus a Zhenguo tiger talisman, and two witch armors that were different from the talisman armor.

There must be other babies.

The air outside the door was thin, and the mausoleum was filled with gloom, but it didn't feel suffocating.

The huge monster, like a fish in water here, took a big breath.

Taking a breath into the abdomen can increase a little skill.

The happy phase is getting more and more happy.

The compassion phase is more solemn.

Luo Yang sat on the dragon chair, buckled the dragon chair with both hands, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Xu Qianqiu stepped into the left room through the door, and a military warehouse came into view.

The bronzes are stained with rust.

Xu Qianqiu held a halberd head, wiped off the rust spots, and stared intently.

As the eldest son of Beiliang, the new king of Beiliang, Xu Qianqiu's thoughts and concerns are far beyond ordinary people.

In the past, the Great Qin Dynasty was in a period of transition when its troops were flourishing and its troops were gradually declining.

The axe, as a well-deserved heavy weapon before the Great Qin Dynasty, has now gradually withdrawn from the stage of history.

However, the level of craftsmanship of Daqin's weapons has reached an unimaginable level.

Even at present, it is difficult to have such casting skills.

Xu Qianqiu put down the head of his halberd and grabbed an arrowhead, which was exactly the same as Beiliang's arrowhead.

Xu Qianqiu picked up a bronze short sword, rubbed his thumb on the blunted edge lightly.

There is a saying in the book of war, smelting in the Great Qin Dynasty, gold and tin contracts, and the gas is like clouds and smoke.

I have to sigh with emotion that the military power of Daqin is so strong.

Xu Qianqiu raised his head and looked around. In the arsenal, there are willow-leaf daggers painted with mysterious symbols in ancient Western Shu, boot-shaped battleaxes from Tang and Yue, T-shaped pecks from Southwestern Yi, and overall suits from the northern grasslands. helmets and smashing weapons.

There are so many types that it can be said that Shanghai is inclusive of hundreds of rivers.

Only a huge empire can have such courage.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of hitting the ground.

Xu Qianqiu turned his head to look, Luoyang had a gold-plated tiger amulet hanging on his waist, and two witch-armored puppets followed behind him.

Luo Yang said flatly:

"Those ordinary Great Qin famous swords are out of date today.

However, there are several daggers here, made of flying stones from the sky, which are similar to Li Chungang's wooden horse and cow.

If you are not too tired, you can move away. "

Xu Qianqiu glanced at her in surprise, followed the direction Luoyang's arm pointed, and found three ancient black lacquer sword boxes unique to Daqin.

Push the box and watch the sword.

All are awe-inspiring sword spirit.

Xu Qianqiu combined the three swords into a sword case and carried it on his back.

Luoyang said with a sneer:
"On the right is the treasury, where gold piles up into mountains. If you have the ability to move mountains and seas, you might as well give it a try."

Xu Qianqiu was silent for a moment, then grinned lightly and said:
"Move and move!"

After all, he turned around and walked towards the armory first.

Under Luoyang's stunned stare, he didn't see how he moved, but with a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of weapons disappeared in an instant from the warehouse.

disappeared without a trace.

Luo Yang finally fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, the same is true for the gold vault on the right.

With a wave of hands, there is nothing left.

Such means...

Take all the treasures away, leaving nothing behind.

Xu Qianqiu turned around and said to himself:
"If the Zhonglu family can come in, I don't know how to feel when I see this situation."

Luo Yang smiled and said, "I hope they can come in."

Xu Qianqiu said: "When the time comes, you will prevent them from getting out."

Luoyang was playing with the Zhenguo Tiger Talisman in his hand, and Xu Qianqiu caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, her hand was full of golden light.Countless golden threads lingered around the arm, then penetrated and disappeared.

Xu Qianqiu pretended not to see this.

This is tacit understanding.

Luo Yang didn't open his mouth to ask about his unnatural act just now.

He found a topic and asked casually:
"What you see in front of you is the whole picture of Emperor Qin's tomb?"

Luo Yang stomped his feet and said with a sneer:

"There are three floors below, and the first floor is a messy storehouse.

A layer of coffins.

The first floor is the talisman array supporting the entire mausoleum.

Don't look at the next floor, empty coffin, nothing to look at.

If you go to the bottom, you and I are looking for a dead end. "

Xu Qianqiu said with an oh:

"Then I'll go to the next floor, take a look at the messy treasure house, just wait a moment."

Luoyang: "..."

After a while, Xu Qianqiu turned back.

Luo Yang could guess without asking. At this moment, there is not a single chicken feather left in the treasure house on the next floor.

This man in front of him is really a bandit!

She said calmly, "We should go."

Luo Yang's eyes were cold and he said:
"It's your job to find the way. If it doesn't work, let's bleed more."

After all, Luoyang had no nostalgia for the treasure house, and came to the main tomb again.

This time, she did not sit on the dragon chair, but just stared at the figurines buried with the emperor.

Xu Qianqiu lowered his head, looked at the green python robe on his body, drew out a dagger, and swiped it a few times.

Not a trace of it.

When the sword's edge came into contact with the green armor, there was no scene of sparks flying around.

Qing Jia uses softness to overcome rigidity, like a psychic animal, she slumps and avoids it, and only recovers instantly when the sword's edge retreats.

Regarding finding a way out, Xu Qianqiu was calm and peaceful, not at all impatient.

Luoyang didn't urge him either, he looked like a wanderer returning home from a long journey.

Every inch of land, every inch of land, you can see all over your hometown.

(End of this chapter)