Museum of Demons

There was a dead silence.

Fan Kui’s thinking almost stopped, and the rest of the people who have studied history, as well as the practitioners, were all caught in a huge dazed and unbelievable. Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, who had a huge reputation in history, was at this moment by another person. Pierced the heart.

And this person, who was still working with them before?

Great contrast.

It almost makes people lose the ability to think for a while.

Under the armor, Wei Yuan panted violently, his palms trembling, but his eyes were as bright as cold stars. The spear blade in his hand penetrated the heart of Xiang Yu's true spirit and slowly pulled it out, even if it was a true soul body, at this moment There is also a real sense of tearing flesh and blood.

When Xiang Yu opened his mouth, blood came out from the corner of his mouth.

"Good marksmanship."

But he still admired the evaluation of Wei Yuan's gun.

Sometimes, Wei Yuan would feel that if the first emperor did not leave in that way, if Xiang Yu was in the Spring and Autumn Period, then he might be more suitable to be a ranger, bold and unruly, free from constraints, and no need to judge. Those general trends in the world.

Xiang Yu said, "Who are you, Daqin's fighter?"

Wei Yuan retracted the gun, the blade of the gun obliquely rubbed the ground, and replied, "Quanzhou, Wei Yuan."

"Quanzhou Weiyuan..."

Xiang Yu whispered in his heart, suddenly laughed, and said:

"Unfortunately, I am only the body of a remnant soul. If I come in full bloom, I will definitely cut you off!"

The spear blade in Wei Yuan's hand screamed, saying:

"Then you can give it a try."

His blood has not yet cooled down, one hand holding the reins, standing upright on the horse's back, overlooking the standing Xiang Yu, coldly said: "No matter when you come to the world, as long as I am still there, then I will Will cut you under the horse again, the world is huge, the overlord of Western Chu, but you can never cross my gun."

"I will beat you again!"

Xiang Yu stared at Wei Yuan and said, "If so..."

He said slowly:

"That's great."

This voice turned into a whisper, and the true spirit slowly dissipated before disappearing again.

Wei Yuan’s tense spirit was finally able to ease. The Western Chu Overlord Xiang Yu, he didn’t like this person, but he also had to face up to the tremendous oppression and threat this person brought. This time apart, I’m afraid I won’t have the chance to meet again in this life. .

The gun in his hand still looked intact, but he could clearly feel that the inner part of the gun had collapsed, and he could no longer bear the battle.

Wei Yuan drove his horse across the battlefield.

Qin Shi’s obsession and the shadow that enveloped that life slowly collapsed. He felt that the true spirit had a more and more mellow feeling, and it seemed to be just his own illusion. This was just the soundness that appeared from the inside out after killing Xiang Yu. Dripping.

There was a dead silence.

Some disciples of the Li family moved closer to Fan Kui's side.

They were not the group of monks who summoned Fan Kuai. The group had been strangled by Qin Qi’s charge, and after the battlefield was sealed off, they just subconsciously approached the only person who could resist this nightmare-like general Qin. .

Fan Kuai recognized those eyes and the familiar domineering marksmanship, and said:

"So it's you."

"Pity."

He sat on the shield and said with emotion: "If the ovary is not there, neither is Gong Pei."

"Otherwise, they must want to have a drink with you..."

Wei Yuan looked at Fan Kui. He had never met Zhang Liang in that lifetime, and had also cooperated with the Han Army. He nodded and murmured with emotion, saying, "General Fan Kui, it's been a long time."

Such exchanges made the monks who had subconsciously grasped the life-saving straw's face solidified.

They...know?

In other words, the museum owner who had been in the crowd before...

They seemed to realize something at last, and their breathing was stagnant.

Fan Kui said: "Ovary had already resigned and turned into hermit. Unfortunately, Empress Lu was eventually taken back. She couldn't tolerate people like Zifang leaving her sight. But Ovang once said that if you are still the general, Empress Lu will also Can't take him away."

"With the military of the general and his wisdom, you can naturally go back into hiding."

"So he blames you very much. Instead of going out to sea and dying on the road, it is better to be used by him for the last time."

Wei Yuan thought of the boy in white clothes and the counselor Zhizhu was holding.

The old people are as old, and they are gone like rain.

In the end, it was just a pity.

Fan Kuai laughed a few times, said a word of regret, and then slowly disappeared.

The Li family monk looked terrified, but Wei Yuan just glanced at him and patted his horse past.

Leaning over and grabbing it, he wanted to lift the Overlord's gun again, but he suddenly caught it. At this moment, he realized that the gun had been turned into dust and would never be found in the wind.

It seems that Bawang Gunblade will never be a complete self in this life.

Wei Yuan teased from the bottom of his heart, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

I don't know why, this sentence inexplicably linked to the specialties of the palace.

Overlord Spear, you are no longer a complete man, no, a complete gun.

The key is to think about it this way, it was him who broke the gun.

Wei Yuan rode a war horse and rushed to the bottom of Xianyang City. Zhang Han stood under the city gate and stretched out his hand to grasp the reins of the war horse skillfully. Wei Yuan turned over, took off his helmet, put down the spear, and Zhang Han squeezed. Squeezing the tip of the gun, said: "The inside of the gun is scattered, and it will break if you hit it again."

"I drew an army with drums, why didn't you lead the army to strangle Xiang Yu?"

Wei Yuan said, "I said, I can only command three thousand people on the battlefield."

"If there are too many, you will mess up yourself."

Zhang Han, who had just played the drums, said helplessly: "So I said I will play the drums for you."

He smiled and shook his head, and said, "With less than a hundred thousand soldiers and horses, I can mobilize them. Although I can't compare with Han Xin's arms and hands, there is no problem in fighting in formation. You will lead three thousand elites by then. In the front and the crossbow in the back, even Xiang Yu has to take care of it."

Wei Yuan fell silent, staring at Zhang Han, and said:

"No need."

"He still owes me a shot, and now, this shot is even."

"Furthermore, led three thousand people and Xiang Yu led the ghost army to fight. To be honest, I don't have much confidence. He is the first person in the military situation. Unless it is the number of people and his consumption, otherwise, it has no meaning, and that , How many of these warriors will be broken by him?"

He paused, looked at the towering Qin Jun, and sighed:

"I just want to see Da Qin's army again... just like a dream."

"But I don't want to let these warriors be broken by Xiang Yu because of me."

"Furthermore, in front of Daqin's Xianyang city, under the Qin army, general Qin singled out and defeated Xiang Yu. This is what I have always hoped to do."

Zhang Han looked at him strangely and said, "Do you want to make up for something?"

Wei Yuan said, "It's up to you."

Zhang Han laughed and said, "You remind me of the past, you used to be like this."

"Always do some risky things for some trivial reasons. If it were me, I wouldn't go head-to-head with Xiang Yu for such reasons... A Yuan, shouldn't you still be like that now, in order to run? If you go to roast meat, you have to find a few reasons to skip the training character, right?"

Wei Yuan didn't change his face and said, "Of course not."

"Oh?"

"I don't need to find a reason at all now."

Zhang Han laughed out loud and said:

"Forget it, Yuan, what else do you want to do?"

"You didn't come to the imperial mausoleum to end your grievances with Xiang Yu, right?"

Wei Yuan fell silent, and told Zhang Han about the sword that Gonggong needed to get out of trouble and need. Zhang Han said, "The sword passed down from generation to generation by the Mohist school is the first-class treasure. Such treasures are all in the treasure house in the Xianyang Palace. , With the suppression of the army, these people dare not act rashly."

"I'll go in with you."

Wei Yuan nodded.

Zhang Han smiled, but his body suddenly collapsed. Wei Yuan raised his hand to grab him. He found that Zhang Han was breathing smoothly and fell into absolute deep sleep. When he raised his head, he found that Zhang Han was standing next to him. He was from his youth. Appearance, and the one he was pulling was the researcher that Zhang Han was attached to.

Zhang Han opened the side door outside Xianyang Palace, Wei Yuan and Zhang Han walked into the main body of the underground palace.

Outside, the army of the Great Qin Warriors remained silent and defended. The huge pressure made everyone lack the courage to speak, or even dare to move it, for fear that a slight movement would cause the arrow to fall on their own body. .

……………………

The interior of Xianyang Palace was exactly the same as Wei Yuan's memory.

Zhang Han took him forward. Unlike the outer city area where the agencies are everywhere, there is no agency here. At the forefront, they saw the closed palace gate. Zhang Han stopped and didn’t go any further. forward.

Wei Yuan stopped.

Zhang Han said: "I can only accompany you to here."

The famous general Da Qin, who was still young, smiled and looked around, and said, "I really miss it. The things you were on duty here before seemed to be yesterday, but it was already more than two thousand years ago."

Wei Yuan turned his head and looked at Zhang Han.

"you……"

Zhang Han said, "You should have seen it too. I am just a ray of remnant soul. I should have dissipated. When Xiang Yu broke the outer side of the emperor's mausoleum, he let the golden goose fly out. In the end, I left the remnant after death. The soul can be warmed here."

"I only planned to find a way to prevent outsiders from destroying the imperial mausoleum, but I didn't expect to see you again in the end."

He looked at Wei Yuan, and suddenly said, "I want to ask, A Yuan, I didn't feel like I had the face to meet you back then, and I squatted myself in the city. If you, Liu Bang and the others saw me, what would you do..."

"Kill you."

Wei Yuan replied.

"Then take your bones back to Xianyang City, buried in the east of the city, and have a drink."

East of the city, that was the place where the yellow dog went out hunting when I was young.

Is it……

Zhang Han raised his hand to tap his heart, and smiled: "Qi Yue Wuyi."

"Same with the son."

"I can still fight with you...I have no regrets."

Click.

When strong emotional fluctuations appeared in Wei Yuan's eyes, Zhang Han raised his hand, still holding the previous phone in his hand, and took a picture of Wei Yuan, took a look, and laughed wantonly: "It looks really stupid. a ha ha ha!"

He put the phone in his arms.

At the end of this sentence, the true spirit aura on Zhang Han slowly dissipated. Previously, only relying on attachment, barely reduced the dissipating speed of this remnant soul. At this moment, it has reached the point where it can no longer be slowed down, as if yellow. The sand was full, Wei Yuan was standing quietly wearing armor, and saw his friend's soul turned into a pottery figurine.

Wearing a Shaoliang grade armor, Zhang Han is stroking the sword on his waist with one hand, with a smile, his brows are full of energy.

And in the waist pouch next to him was the bottle of water that Wei Yuan threw to him.

Wei Yuan quietly looked at the pottery figurines transformed by Zhang Han.

In the end, he just reached out ~www.wuxiahere.com~ to dust Zhang Han's shoulders.

His lips moved and said nothing.

The old people are as old, and they are scattered like rain.

He turned abruptly, strode towards the main hall, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the main hall. The main hall of the underground palace, which had been covered in dust for more than two thousand years, was finally pushed open. At the main hall, no weapon can get past these two giant pillars, and will be sucked away. There are fake sun, moon and stars in the sky above the main hall, while the four seas of Kyushu are in other directions.

On top of the highest throne, the emperor, wearing an inky dark suit, fell asleep quietly.

then,

Opened his eyes.

PS: The second one today............Thanks to Wuyin Wanshou, thank you

The situation of Emperor Shi is a bit special. I promise I won’t ooc, so please take a look at it with peace of mind.