The long and narrow blood groove knife suddenly split and ejected with each blood groove hole as the boundary, extending for more than ten meters!

Fierce, evil, domineering, mysterious!

Lying across Lin Xiao's neck.

At this moment, Lin Xiao felt an unprecedented sense of death crisis!

It was as if, as long as the evil man in front of him exerted a little force, this blood-stained knife would cut off his own head without any accident.

Gudong...

The sound of Lin Xiao swallowing his saliva echoed in the silent natural pit.

The ancient palace in his field of vision, as well as the evil man in front of him, were already cast in awe-inspiring colors.

"I..." Lin Xiao opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "Xiang Yu has been dead for more than two thousand years, how can I be Xiang Yu?"

Hearing this, the evil man seemed to have heard shocking news, and his expression became astonished.

Lin Xiao took the opportunity to retreat slightly, keeping his neck away from the blood tank knife.

"I didn't lie to you!"

"Xiang Yu died in 202 BC. He died on the bank of Wujiang River. He committed suicide!"

Lin Xiao didn't care whether the evil man in front of him was Lord Wu An or not, and said in one breath: "If you want to find Xiang Yu, you have to look underground. Anyway, there is nothing in the world..."

The evil man took back the blood-trough knife, and his expression became lost.

Lin Xiao was stunned.

What's going on with this guy?

Want to see Xiang Yu but also want to kill Xiang Yu?

Love and hate?

Bad fate?

"Hehehe..." The evil man gently held his forehead and laughed: "Don't I have a reputation, so a kid with yellow hair dares to tease me..."

Lin Xiao was anxious. Although he was indeed blond, the yellow-haired child was purely a description of a child. What did it have to do with him?

"No! I really didn't lie to you..."

"Although Xiang Yu is also a child with yellow hair, he is a majestic human god of war. He can be compared with me, a human god of murder. How could he die casually or commit suicide..."

The evil man grinned, looked at Lin Xiao like a plaything, and said, "Do you know that Bai Qi, who teased me, would have been killed by me all over the world long ago?"

It’s over!

Lin Xiao was shocked.

Is he really Wu Anjun Bai Qi!?

Qin's murderous god Bai Qi appears on Mount Everest?

What kind of historical joke is this?

"That... senior?" Lin Xiao asked cautiously: "Don't be angry first. Can I ask you, are you always here... since the battle of Changping, you killed 400,000 Zhao soldiers and were sentenced to death by King Qin Zhaoxiang?

Will you always be here from now on?"

Hearing this, the evil man smiled half-heartedly: "You seem to know some of my deeds very well? So what? What else can you, a yellow-haired kid, say?"

"Well... you may not know that it has been more than two thousand years since you fought the Battle of Changping..."

"Oh, two thousand years? I just practiced in seclusion for more than two thousand years?"

The evil man seemed to be interested, looked around, and sneered: "The environment here is still the same as when I moved in. What do you mean, it has not changed at all in more than two thousand years?"

Lin Xiao scratched his head, feeling helpless, and sighed: "That's true. This is Mount Everest, the highest snow-capped mountain for hundreds of millions of years, and a restricted area for humans. How can it be changed in two thousand years..."

"Hahaha! Human forbidden zone!?" The evil man laughed suddenly, his pure black eyes flashing with strange light: "This mountain peak has become a human forbidden zone? Back then, our Great Qin Empire, I think about it, I can leave whenever I want,

What do you mean, after two thousand years, our Great Qin is still weak?"

Hearing this, Lin Xiao became even more crazy.

What's going on!

What's going on?

Is it because I learned history in vain, or are you acting like a demon?

In fact, until now, Lin Xiao still has other intentions. The freak in front of him, known as Wu Anjun, is actually a demon who likes acting.

But unfortunately, reality came as violent as thunder.

The evil man suddenly inserted the bloody knife deeply into the rock at his feet, and uttered a cold and majestic word with his thin lips.

"I am Bai Qi, Lord Wu'an of the Great Qin Empire. You, the descendants of Great Qin... have ruined the bloodline of Great Qin and let down the glory of Great Qin. Can you plead guilty!?"

Lin Xiao's face was covered with black lines.

Plea guilty?

Great Qin has long been dead!

What did Xiang Yu do have to do with me?

"Look what this is!!"

In desperation, Lin Xiao rummaged through his body and took out a tattered PHS cell phone.

"Huh? What is this?" The evil man looked through it a few times and frowned: "I have never seen it before?"

"Senior." Lin Xiao repeated again: "The Qin Dynasty has been dead for more than two thousand years. Xiang Yu did it and burned Xianyang Palace. It has nothing to do with me or this generation."

The evil man was completely silent.

Looking at something I have never seen before in my hands.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

But in the end, it just turned into a sigh.

bite!!

The moment the blood tank knife fell to the ground and made a crisp sound, all the hidden evil spirits were so frightened that they did not even dare to come out.

The evil man slowly squatted on the ground, covering his head with his hands, his face gradually became painful, and he kept mumbling some words that Lin Xiao couldn't understand.

"Ancient ruins..."

"Di Xin rules the world..."

"The Great Zhou took his place, and there has been no emperor since then..."

"The enfeoffment pattern, the chaotic dance of gods and men, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period..."

"Wu'an killed the six kingdoms, and Emperor Qin wiped out all the wastes..."

"The Battle of Changping, 400,000 gods and ghosts were destroyed..."

"Seal the ancient ruins and prevent the reappearance of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period..."

"Xianyang Palace, Snowy Old Palace, Qin Shihuang Mausoleum..."

………

An incomprehensible and urgent murmuring voice kept echoing in the natural pothole.

The evil man's expression became more and more dazed, his eyes became more and more painful, and even blood began to flow from his ears.

The whole scene is weird and terrifying.

Lin Xiao was frozen on the spot and did not dare to move.

Not out of fear, but out of confusion.

He really couldn't understand what all this was about.

…

After a long time.

The evil man's aura returned to calmness, his hands left his head, quietly dropped to his waist, and then he picked up the blood-tank knife. With a snap, the blade retracted, regained its two-meter length, and finally put the knife into its sheath.

"you……"

The evil man looked at Lin Xiao with complicated eyes and asked slowly: "Seriously, more than two thousand years have passed since the Battle of Changping?"

Lin Xiao nodded: "To be precise, it is 2283."

The evil man took a deep breath and looked up at the hole above his head. The wind and snow were raging, sweeping over his face. He exhaled a breath of turbid air and murmured softly: "I didn't expect...I promised the First Emperor back then that I would sleep for two thousand years."

"Promise to the First Emperor?" Lin Xiao asked curiously: "Are you really related to Emperor Qin? History says that you died two years after Emperor Qin was born, and you were granted death by King Qin Zhaoxiang."

The evil man shook his head and smiled: "Then the history of your generation is really blinding and punishing you with death? Although I respect King Qin Zhaoxiang very much, but if I take it seriously, he is a piece of shit. I can kill the entire Qin capital Xianyang by myself.

Palace, but I can’t.”

"Why?"
To be continued...