Chapter 117: Gu Qinguo's suicide note (2)

Chu Yu still has a haze and does not know where to go. The tragic sound of Tiger Xiaotian in the distance has become weak and powerful. Chutian has heard a slight weakness from the tragic sound of Hu Xiaotian. In his heart, he decided that before the torture of the prison temple, even if it was the young master of the tiger demon family, he could only be a vulgar tiger.
Not to mention, the mouse does not know where to go!
If the mouse is going to intervene in Hu Xiaotian's affairs, Chutian can only silently mourn for Hu Xiaotian!
Twelve statues of Jintian people lined up to block the mouth of the cave. Chutian and Yan Xiuer sat on the big stone in the cave, and the thousands of people searched like a prostitute. They were careful to be Chu Tian and Yan Xiuer. The tea is delivered to the water.
Obviously, Chihiro Chihiro is a beautiful woman who is pampered from a young age and does not touch Yang Chunshui. Her tea is too old, the tea is bitter, and the color is not right. But whether Chu Tian or Yan Xiuer enjoys the tea she brought up, after all, this is the tea of ​​the ghosts and ghosts of the family. It is estimated that none of the ancestors of the ghosts have such a Mouth!
Taking a bit too strong bitter tea, Chu Tian said with a smile: "Since the conditions have been settled, then as long as the Lord has paid the premium in advance, the life of Chu Tian and the brothers will be handed over to the Lord. ""
Yan Xiuer took a sip of tea and looked at Chu Tian like a smile. He gently stabbed him: "Xiu Er did not expect that Chu Shitou was so relaxed and agreed. The night and Chu When the head exchanged information, Chu Shitou could not speak as well."
Chu Tianchang sighed, and he stared at the string of ninety-six dark gold beads wrapped around his left hand, faintly said: "People must have self-knowledge, such a big island, less The Lord has a strange figure of the dragon's shelling, and there are more than one hundred and eight people."
With a sneer, Chu Tian Shen said: "The golden man who is above the height of a man can compress into the gold ball of the thumb size. This magical means is amazing. As long as it does not threaten my life, why should I stay with the Lord? What are you doing?"
Chutian said very frankly: "Today, I helped the young master. When the future is to help the Lord, how much is personal feeling?"
Yan Xiuer laughed and laughed very restrained.
Yu Qian finds a smile on the side. She laughs and laughs at Chu Tian. Do you expect this little woman with a heart to talk about human feelings? You think too much! If you know what the little woman has hidden, will you tell her about it?
Yan Xiu's left hand and five fingers gently flicked, and a dark gold bead flew away from the bead string.
The surface of the small beads is faintly shaped like a chain. The streamer condensed by countless fine runes slowly circulates. The streamers of these rune chains are changing angles and trajectories all the time, as if A few small snakes wrap around the beads, full of some indescribable singular charm, and more full of a mysterious, powerful, unpredictable inexplicable atmosphere.
The cave was shrouded in a faint dark golden glory, and Yu Xiu’s sighed: "The origins of the 戮天金人, Chu Shitou has heard."
"He is the treasure of China's Daqin, and he has spent all his life in the Qin Dynasty. It took nearly a thousand years to complete. This was finally made when the Sixth Blood Festival was about to come. On the day of the Day of the Golden Man, I was delighted and encouraged by Daqin. I was able to withstand the invasion of Wudaoshengling, and I have been extending my country for hundreds of millions of years."
"I didn't expect that a true blood sacrifice would come. When the five souls set off a battle in the Daqin territory, the Tiantian Jinren disappeared."
Yan Xiuer said bitterly: "Nobody knows who stole the Tianjinjin people. No one knows how there is no Huolong shelling map. How does he control the Tiantianjin people. In short, I Daqin poured all the hopeful towns. The national heavyweight was missing, and the Daqin army collapsed on the battlefield. In just ten years, Daqin... completely destroyed."
"The ancient Qin people in the 100,000 years of wasteland?" Chutian hurriedly asked.
"My Daqin, I made the worst plan. The survivors of the 100,000-year-old deserted people are the sectarians who guard the secret halls of the heavens." Yan Xiuer said indifferently: "There is no slap in the head, 100,000 in the wild." There are a large number of secret temples in the sky, hiding secrets, and the treasures, gods, elixir, and classics in the Daqin National Treasury are all hidden in them."
Chu Tian would like to ask Yan Xiuer a sentence. Since the ancient Qin remnants of the 100,000 wilderness have inherited almost all the wealth of the ancient Qin, why do they not counterattack afterwards? But look at the ugly face of Yan Xiu, Chu Tian knows that there must be no privacy, and he has no openings.
Yan Xiuer also avoided this topic. She said indifferently: "I really didn't expect that my Daqin survivor spent tens of thousands of years searching the world, and I have never found the Jintianjin people, but I accidentally encountered it. Who can think of it? The Tianjin people are actually hidden in these places."
Chutian slowly nodded. If it weren’t for the big shift of Ziyan, they could not come here.
Chu Tian roughly inferred that here is the edge of the world of humanity. Heaven knows how many miles there are from Dajin. Ordinary people don’t want to find it here. It is estimated that no one in the world knows the existence of this place.
"I used the dragon to shell the map to communicate these golden people, and found that there was a letter left by someone!" Yan Xiu said indifferently: "I have been thinking for a long time, I have never dared to make up my mind to watch alone, so there is Lao Chu. The stall is up!"
Chu Tian slowly nodded: "This is the privilege of Chutian, and the Lord, please, for this secret history of thousands of years ago, Chutian is also very interested."
When Yan Xiu’s finger flicked, the golden pearl suddenly gave off a dazzling light. The whole cave suddenly turned into a dark gold, and a golden light circling in the air, Chutian, Yu Xiuer, and Qian Qianxuan’s faces Into gold.
A sigh rang from the golden light, and a shadow appeared.
Black robes, embroidered with white gold thread on the top of the nine clouds and clouds, the face is weird, the cheekbones are raised, the eyes are deep, the eyes are slightly protruding, and the amber eyeballs are like cats, which are zoomed out and magnified.
Wearing a three-footed high crown unique to Gu Qin, the jaws have three thumb-thickness and five-foot long beards. The middle-aged man with a hint of femininity stands in the light curtain, and he whispers to himself: " I can find the blood of the Daqin royal family. I am the Daqin nationality teacher, you should remember my name?"
"National teacher, Ziyin, it is him..." Yan Xiuer stood up fiercely, a small face violently twitching, and the body shivered slightly.
"You wait, when you hate me very much." The child looked at the gloom, very weird smile: "Although, I lied to the entire Daqin, with the help of the power of Daqin, casting one hundred and eight people, who are, I I lied to you, but what?"
After a long time, Ziyin sighed gently: "But it doesn't irritate the juniors. Since I can get my suicide note, I don't know how much effort and cost to pay for it. And I want to come or not, Or is it already gone?"
"Da Qin's children, listen well, this is a chance, but also a big crisis."
"I don't know what the situation is, etc., just listen patiently."

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