The ancient war songs echoed constantly in this narrow space, which was the roar from the soul and the sonorous from the heart;

More than two thousand years ago, the Qin army left their capital Xianyang, left Hangu Pass, and traveled westward, overcoming obstacles, and finally arrived in the depths of Tibet, which was still out of uncivilized wasteland at that time;

No one knew what the purpose of this Qin army came here thousands of miles away, no one knew where the two angels imprisoned in the prison car behind them came from, and no one knew what enemy they faced in the end, and they were eventually killed in battle and frozen collectively;

But just look at the ugly behavior of these thousands of Tibetan ancestors crawling on the ground and bowing their heads and worshiping, and then look at the high-spirited attacking posture of the Qin army;

It can be found that this Qin army has been practicing their beliefs, their styles, and their oaths and promises to Zulong when they left Hangu Pass in the east;

No matter who the enemy is, no matter how powerful the enemy is,

Only one battle song accompanied them:

"God of old Qin, we will go to the national crisis together,

Be brave and brave, and restore my country.

The blood will not flow dry, and the battle will never stop!

There is the Great Qin Dynasty now, as the sun rises;

Qin has Ruishi, who will compete with him!"

Su Bai listened to the sound echoing in his ears, even though he was a blood clan, a passionate and heroic feeling emerged at this time, and the old man who was holding the soul-returning bell beside him was already in tears;

Since this professor can become a senior audience, he is definitely not a good person. He must have done a lot of private acts of killing and setting fire. It is not impossible for a female teacher and female student to be disrespectful in school. But perhaps because of his professionalism, he has a deep addict to history. At least at this time, his tears are not hypocrisy and disguise.

Even the fat guy who laughs and laughs on weekdays has a rare serious expression when he hears this song.

The man holding a halberd in his hand, his fingers trembling slightly. The halberd is a very ancient weapon. He can choose it as his natal weapon, which shows that he is also a nostalgic person.

The woman in the down jacket also stood up slightly.

The worst situation should be Klaus. In fact, all the other listeners present were speculating and wary. The old lamas did not show up, and there was something wrong with them. Either the old lamas themselves had something to do and could not show up, or they were just trying to trick some bad water to plot against others. If they could get to the level of senior listeners, what kind of fools were there?

And everyone knows that the probability of the latter is higher, because from a normal perspective, if something happens to you, such as damage, then how can you give others the good things you have found to enjoy?

Two angels knelt in the broken prison cart. Their feathers were annihilated, their remaining flesh and blood were dissipating, and their breath was like moths to the fire, which seemed to be strong, but it was already strong on the outside and dry on the inside, just like a handful of dry firewood. After burning to the maximum extent, it was actually very close to extinguished.

Klaus looked around. He was looking for traces of the lamas, but he couldn't find them. Perhaps these lamas were really seriously injured and could not come. The Sanskrit and golden snowflakes just now should be the means by which the lamas were placed here in advance. However, with the sound of the war songs, two ancient angels knelt down and died. This was what directly brought him to Klaus to the public target!

The sound of the war song gradually lowered, and the Qin army was still in the freezing ice, and they did not change at all. Just like the past two thousand years, they would continue to stand in this posture, like poplars in the desert. Even if they were dead, even if there were no enemies in front of them, their beliefs never changed. Even if the soul returned two thousand years after their death, they still sang the generosity of "God of Qin, go to the national crisis together"!

The down woman continued to take more than ten steps back, and the man in the T-shirt also took a few steps forward. These two people directly blocked Klaus's retreat;

The fat man looked at the man surnamed Zhou, "Wanwan, you're done."

The young man surnamed Zhou shook his head, "I just happened to be in the same car as him, and I just saw him half a day earlier than you."

After saying that, two handfuls of sand appeared in the hands of the young man surnamed Zhou. The sand waving and drifted in front of Klaus, further trapping Klaus's maneuvering space.

When the battle song was completely silent and when the two angels turned into dust, the old listener took a deep breath, then turned around, looked at Klaus, and shouted:

"If you are not my race, your heart will be punished! Now everyone knows that if he wants to kill us, then we should not be polite. According to the cause and effect of the broadcast, everyone will come together and kill him;

As for the things here, since the Qin army is here, it proves that they are from China and from Chinese. They have nothing to do with these niggers and red-haired ghosts, and they have nothing to do with those traitors who do not regard themselves as Chinese. We can distribute the things here again and destroy this outsider first!"

He is worthy of being an old university professor. This theory is also one by one, and he directly defines this place as his own things.

However, according to the causal relationship of the broadcast, when everyone knew that Klaus was deliberately bringing everyone here to kill him with the two angels' retrospectives, they could actually take action against him, or even...kill him.

As for what Klaus said before, it was an unintentional act. This was an excuse to face radio after the matter was accomplished. Radio would indeed reduce the punishment for this, but now the matter has not been done. These listeners who he originally wanted to kill were still alive.

Just like the incident at the foot of Zijin Mountain before, if Su Bai and the monk were next to Zijin Mountain instead of returning to Shanghai, they could have come and killed the lamas who were trying to kill him and others. There was nothing wrong with that. The reason why those lamas ran back immediately was not because they were afraid of the punishment of broadcasts, but because they were worried about revenge from Su Bai and others, so they hurriedly fled back to their hometown.

Su Bai loosened his neck and looked at the black man in front of him. To be honest, Su Bai's hands were itchy.

"You kill me, I promise that no one of you can get out." Klaus also calmed down his previous panic at this time, and his black face was easier to hide his emotions than yellow people.

However, all the people present were all humans, so how could it be impossible to tell that he was scared?

"Let me leave, otherwise, the fish will be killed." Klaus warned.

"Are you mentally retarded?" The fat man rolled up his sleeves and was about to walk up. "Hehe, it turns out that black people generally have low IQ."

The woman in the down jacket and the man in the T-shirt began to approach step by step, and a ruler appeared in the old man's hand, and the ruler exuded a green glow.

Even the young man surnamed Zhou had already made gestures and began to activate the sand on the ground to form a formation.

Obviously,

Let you go?

impossible!

Taking a deep breath, a smile appeared on the corner of Klaus's mouth. The smile seemed a little crazy and hysterical. Looking at his expression at this moment, it was really in line with the words "I'm desperate to jump over the wall".

"The listener's habit is to leave a trump card for yourself in everything. This is common in both the East and West audience circles." A remote control appeared in Klaus's hand. "Because I didn't know whether the promises of those old lamas could be fulfilled, nor did I know whether these two angels could really kill all of you as they said, so I arranged some back-ups in advance, and on the cliff in the crack of the ground, I pre-installed some tnt explosives.

You should know how deep the crack is. As the audience, it took us an hour and a half to climb down. Just imagine what the situation would be if I detonated those explosives?

Unless you have a teleportation scroll with space attributes in your hands and must be intermediate or above, even high-level listeners will be buried alive and crushed into meat paste!

Intermediate space teleportation scroll, this thing is extremely expensive and has no market value. Who of you has it? I think it doesn’t have it, right?”

Klaus gently waved the button in his hand, as if at this time, he finally calmed down.

"Now, you have two choices. One is to continue to come up and prepare to kill me. Then I will take you together to bury you, crushed by huge rocks, and buried alive in the depths of this earth.

Another, let me leave, you know, if I leave, I would not be able to detonate the explosives, because I deliberately and so directly kill so many senior audiences, I would definitely be pulled into the world of punishment stories by the radio, but if I can't live, the punishment of the radio will make no sense to me, right?

The right to choose is in your hands, it depends on whether you are afraid of death?"

Klaus shrugged and even laughed, because he knew the audience too well, cherishing his life, cherishing his life, besides cherishing his life, he also cherishes his life!

At this time, Klaus was very glad that he had not listened to the old lamas' fooling around and kept his own means, otherwise he would have been killed long ago and his magic weapon would have been plundered and others would have been cheap.

The scene fell into silence for a moment, and the woman in the down jacket and the man in the T-shirt no longer approached.

“Hahaha…”

As soon as laughter came from the crowd,

"I'm so scared."

The laughter came from Su Bai. He was walking towards Klaus through the man in the T-shirt and the woman in the down jacket, covering his chest with one hand, as if he was overjoyed.

The young man surnamed Zhou suddenly found that the fat man beside him was trembling, and the fat on his face began to tremble, and he asked in confusion: "Strong Guo, what's wrong with you?"

"He...he..." The fat man raised his hand and pointed at Su Bai's back, speaking incoherently.

"Didn't he go up to negotiate?" said the young man surnamed Zhou. Obviously, not only him, but also the old listeners, T-shirt men, down jacket women, and even black Kraus, all thought Su Bai went up to negotiate. Now, he just said a few harsh words for the sake of face and was able to step down. He still had to give in for his own life later.

"Cute Wanwan...you are so naive..."
Chapter completed!