Chapter 812, The God of Killing is face to face with a sea of ??blood, with a glance...
Yaoguan is one of the eight passes outside Xianyang City.
It is also the place where Qi Fan entered the battlefield of the Three Realms.
It looked like a somewhat dilapidated prison camp.
Suddenly a man wearing a white robe and an ordinary face appeared.
Don't look sideways and stand straight in the center.
He just stood there quietly, not moving or speaking.
No one noticed...
However, thousands of miles away in Xianyang Palace, the First Emperor Ying Feizi's expression changed.
But he just shook his head slightly and didn't pay attention.
Continue to look at the jade silk in your hand.
"Qi Fan, the newly promoted person, descended from the north to Qin."
‘Yauguan Geng died, only one day, he escaped’
"He was arrested after crossing the eleven cities. During this period, he encountered Zhou envoys and then escorted the prisoner army."
‘Now the commander of the Eighteenth Battalion.’
On the jade silk, everything that happened after Qi Fan entered the Qin Dynasty was clearly recorded in every detail!
The First Emperor Ying Feizi became more and more puzzled after reading this.
Secretly thinking, 'A newly ascended person? Or a deserter?'
'Can it cause such a big stir?'
Close your eyes and think for a moment.
Suddenly he said: "Check, find out what happened before he entered Qin, where he is, and why he soared!"
"No!" Ying Dun, who had just returned, immediately took the order and came out.
...
At this time, the man in white robe standing in the center of the Yaoguan prison camp suddenly said:
"You still don't want to see me?"
The breeze blew against my face, but there was no response. Instead, I seemed to be talking to myself.
There was another moment of silence.
The man in white robe whispered: "Qi Fan, are you going to the battlefield of the Three Realms from here?"
"Do you know anything about it?"
...Silence, still silence.
Only one voice echoed in the entire camp.
The tall and straight figure of the man in white robe looked arrogant to everyone, as if there was nothing he could not kill.
I actually seem a little lonely at this moment...
The undetectable silver thread on the back of the head also took the opportunity to escape.
A sigh sounded in the camp.
For a long time...
After a long time, Bai Feng's figure appeared in a corner.
Looking at the deserted camp.
There was no wave in his eyes.
The next moment, he turned around and frowned slightly as he looked at the light curtain that was about ten feet high.
Qi Fan, a little fairy.
He actually asked him to take the initiative?
What happened on the battlefield of the Three Realms?
Some doubts arose in my heart, but they dissipated in an instant.
Still somewhat silent, he returned to a camp.
Inside...there are hundreds of spiritual tablets...
Bai Feng just leaned in front of the altar table, looking lost in thought.
And all of this was seen by the man in white robe who was supposed to be leaving.
I felt angry, angry and guilty in my heart.
With a silent sigh, he disappeared between heaven and earth.
...
On the other side, Meng Ben took the unconscious Qi Fan and waited among the clouds for a long time.
But he didn't wait until Bai Qi.
We were just about to return to Killing God City.
Then Bai Qi suddenly appeared in front of him.
His eyes fell on Qi Fan.
I glanced up and down and didn't see any difference.
He couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Is he Qi Fan?"
"Back to the general, he is Qi Fan." Meng Ben bowed his hands and said.
As he spoke, he even raised his handle.
He also said with some confusion: "General, is this person really the source of the demon clan's unrest?"
"It doesn't look any different."
Bai Qi didn't speak when he heard this.
With just a sweep of his immortal consciousness, the comatose Qi Fan woke up.
I instantly saw the two people in front of me,
Feel the compelling aura they exude.
I couldn't help but feel a bit shocked in my heart.
How can you dare to feel even a little bit angry about being knocked unconscious?
He quickly raised his hands and bowed: "Qi Fan, commander of the Eighteenth Battalion, has seen the God of Death and General Meng."
"Um?"
"You know me?"
"I remember, you are a newly ascended person, how could you know me when you are new to this place?"
Bai Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, and with just a small movement, the murderous intent around him suddenly boiled.
Meng Ben on the side also looked straight at him.
The two gazes fell at the same time, and Qi Fan secretly smiled bitterly but also felt endless horror.
As expected of a general of the armed forces, he found loopholes in his subconscious words!
I know even more, if there is no 'reasonable' explanation.
Then I'm afraid it's impossible to escape today.
An idea flashed in my mind like lightning.
He said with full awe: "My subordinate and the former head of the Eighteenth Battalion, Gu Shen, came to Killing God City once."
"You can step into the city of Killing God and not be expelled."
"A person respected by General Meng."
"I think there is no other person in the world except you, the God of Death."
As the words fell, Qi Fan's anxious heart felt a little calmer.
After all, I can come up with a coherent and reasonable explanation in a hurry.
The suspicion should be cleared.
And Meng Ben looked thoughtful and slightly appreciative, and it seemed that he was indeed confused.
He even nodded slightly, apparently feeling that it was 'very reasonable'.
"I never thought you could have this ability to observe people's emotions."
"The general has given me too much praise for his unworthy efforts." Hearing this, Qi Fan bowed again, looking very respectful.
However, Bai Qi, the God of Death, only glanced at Qi Fan lightly.
I don’t know whether he believed it or not!
Then he said: "Don't you know why the demons are eager to kill you?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know what's on that portrait?"
"I don't know."
Bai Qi nodded slightly, then stretched out his hand, and a white light suddenly rose in the Killing God City.
The next moment, a picture scroll appeared in his hand.
With a flick of his wrist, the scroll appeared in front of Qi Fan's eyes.
Looking at the portrait above that looks exactly like mine.
Qi Fan couldn't help but be stunned.
"This was found on a demon king."
"What can you say?"
Listening to Bai Qi's voice as calm as water.
Qi Fan's heart trembled, "Return to the God of Killing, I have nothing to say."
"Because, I really don't know why..."
"Really? I think you know." Bai Qi's eyes were filled with endless killing intent and he looked at Qi Fan.
Just a moment.
Qi Fan only felt like he was in a sea of blood, with countless pairs of bloody hands pulling at him.
A sinister voice rang in my ears, 'Go on, go on, tell me everything you know.'
'Otherwise, more people will die...'
'You will die too...'
Maybe it's one second, or maybe it's ten thousand years.
The next moment, Qi Fan came back to his senses and gasped violently.
He lowered his head in complete shock, with fear in his eyes.
I don’t even know if I said it or not!
Then I heard Bai Qi say: "Take him to the first camp of prisoners."
As soon as he finished speaking, he had already left this place.
Meng Ben cupped his hands and said, "No."
Then he looked at Qi Fan and said with a smile: "Let's go, there is another name for the First Prisoner Battalion."
"Hell Camp, I hope you like it."
He said it, regardless of whether Qi Fan heard it or not.
Just take a roll of spiritual power and leave with it!
This chapter has been completed!