Chapter 388: General Xian Qin, the God of Killing Bai Qi, died at the end of the ancient times, and the Shinto was eleven thousand years old

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The cold wind howls and the towering top of the mountain towers above the clouds.

A group of young ladies were either slumped on the ground or lying in the grass everywhere without a ladylike appearance.

They rested and climbed for who knows how long, and finally climbed up.

Chitong, on the other hand, was lying on the ground like a tired dog, with her cat tongue hanging from the corner of her mouth, panting constantly.

Sophie sat on a rock and rested for a while, then stood up and walked to the other edge of the mountain canyon.

Looking down, it turned out to be a loess desert.

As her beautiful eyes looked into the distance.

Immediately afterwards.

Sophie's eyes showed surprise.

She could actually see clearly how many miles away in the desert it was.

There is a different world in the jungle where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.

The dazzling red sun is clearly visible, and the fog is gone.

There is also a lake of life located in the jungle.

And the group of lightning cypress dragon horses lived around the lake.

The forest lakeside in the distance, so far away from them, seems to be so close, which is really surprising.

Yan Muxi came to Sophie at this time, looked at the desert below and the Lake of Life in the distance, and couldn't help but ask:

"Sister Fei, it seems that we have entered this secret realm since we stepped into the misty canyon."

Sophie shook her head slightly and responded:

"It shouldn't be a secret realm. This place is probably some kind of grand formation."

It is impossible for the secret realm to erase the traces of the group of lightning cypress dragon horses galloping past, only a large formation can do it.

The large formation here may not have been built for the group of dragon colts in the distance. I don't know when it was built.

Is this formation protecting these dragon colts?

Or maybe these dragon colts are guarding this place.

There is a great secret here.

Think of this.

Sophie called the girls closer and ordered:

"Wait for Mu Xi and me at the top of the mountain. If you find us firing a flare, go down the vines. If there are two flares, it means there is danger below, so don't act rashly."

"What if there are three signal bombs?" Mo Qingyu suddenly asked.

"Three? That proves that we are going to die." Yan Muxi glared at Mo Qingyu.

Mo Qingyu, who was sitting on the haystack, also glared back at Yan Muxi.

Her injury has not healed, so going with Sophie and the others is just a burden.

She was just asking. This lesbian girl was really serious when she spoke.

"Mistress, Chi Tong will accompany you." Chi Tong looked at Sophie who was tying vines on her body and said firmly.

"Sister Fei, we will go with you too." The girls looked at the scene in the distance and wanted to go with them.

The danger below was unknown, so how could they let Sophie and Yan Muxi go alone.

Sophie raised her eyes and glanced at the girls, then looked at Chi Tong.

Seeing her staring at him with tears in her eyes, Sophie couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth and said:

"Okay, Chi Tong will accompany me and Mu Xi down, you all wait here."

It is easier to go down than to go up.

Two women and one cat, following the ancient trees and vines spreading on the mountain.

Ten minutes later, we arrived at the desert on the other side of the misty canyon.

"Hiss, is there an underground volcano beneath this desert? Why is it so hot?"

As soon as Yan Muxi came down, she felt that the heat here was unbearable.

She quickly took off her slender black trench coat, revealing her slender figure.

Sophie also took off her black windbreaker and found that her strength was still suppressed, so she said calmly:

"Let's go! Be on guard all around."

Upon hearing this, Chitong immediately took the lead and opened the way for Sophie.

Walking on the hot loess desert, all the way forward.

Two women and one cat, hot and sweaty.

Especially Sophie and Yan Muxi, who seemed to be soaked by the rain at this time.

Sophie felt the most uncomfortable at this time, sometimes cold and sometimes hot.

I wish I could leave this loess desert as soon as possible.

They were wearing white tank tops and short shorts.

The slender white legs and the vest were wet with sweat, and the black-rimmed underwear inside could be clearly seen.

It's simply tempting.

Fortunately, Ye Jun was not there.

otherwise.

Definitely another friendly exchange match.

At the top of the mountain, you can also see the desert with the help of your high position and far-reaching sight.

Now they looked at the surrounding desert, not knowing exactly how vast it was.

As time went on, their breathing became heavy, obviously a factor from excessive exertion.

"Mistress, look at this inscription buried in the desert. It has many lines carved on it."

From the corner of Chitong's eyes, he suddenly glanced at a blood-colored stone tablet half buried in the desert and said.

Sophie and Yan Muxi came to the stone tablet and looked at it. After years of erosion, the ancient lines were no longer very clear.

The bloody stone tablet, which was like a tombstone, had a line of strange lines carved on it.

The lines are twisting and turning, as if there is a mysterious power fluctuation that permeates the stone tablet.

Yan Muxi looked at it and said with an uncertain tone: "This seems to be some kind of ancient writing?"

The lines were strange and strange, a bit like Yanhuang ancient inscriptions, but they didn't look like it, and they couldn't understand it.

Sophie knelt down and raised her white jade hand, trying to brush away the yellow sand on the inscription.

However, just when her slender fingers touched the stone tablet.

A strange picture emerged in Sophie's mind.

A sloppy old man squatted in front of a stone monument, muttering something in his mouth.

Holding a sharp carving knife in his hand, he continued to carve pictures on a gray stone tablet.

When Sophie saw the face of this sloppy old man, she was shocked.

Because this sloppy old man was bleeding from all his orifices, and the flesh and blood on his face was dripping bit by bit.

Flesh and blood fell on the originally gray stone tablet in front of him.

The gray stone tablet was dyed bright red bit by bit.

A lonely and desolate atmosphere came from the sloppy old man, revealing a sense of desolation and sadness everywhere.

At this time, in Sophie's mind, she understood the words in the sloppy old man's mouth, and also understood the words he carved.

"The Great General of Immortal Qin, the God of Killing Bai Qi, died at the end of the ancient times, and the Shinto was eleven thousand years old."

Sophie gently retracted the finger that touched the stone tablet, and the picture in her mind disappeared.

"The God of Death Bai Qi?"

Bai Qi was not in the Qin Dynasty, and Yan and Huang had not yet been unified.

In the Battle of Changping, did you kill the general who surrendered 200,000 Zhao troops?

Why does it appear here?

Immortal Qin? The end of ancient times? Shinto for eleven thousand years?

Sophie lowered her eyes and looked at the bloody inscription in front of her, filled with doubts.

Then he looked up and looked around, seeing many inscriptions half-buried in the desert.

Not far away, a half-towering large inscription came into her eyes.

Sophie stood up and quickly came closer, placing her hands on it as usual.

That sloppy old man with blood from all his orifices and flesh dripping from his face.

It appeared in her mind again, still carving with a carving knife.

"Xian Qin Zuo General, Meng Ao, died at the end of the ancient times. The Shinto was eleven thousand years old."

"The army of one hundred thousand tigers and wolves in the Immortal Qin Dynasty died at the end of the ancient times, and the divine way lasted eleven thousand years."

"Xian Qin..."



Sophie frowned, could this place be a tomb? Buried with ancient sages?

Meng Ao, Ji surname, Meng family.

If she remembered correctly, Meng Ao was the grandfather of Qin General Meng Tian.

At this time, Yan Muxi touched the bloody monument half-buried in the yellow sand, looked at Sophie and asked:

"Sister Fei, what's wrong?"