"What's going on with the change in the tomb of Emperor Qin?" Song Hong continued to ask.

"I don't know." The woman shook her head. The message from the news could not explain everything clearly. Besides, she was just a woman and was not suitable to know too many secrets.

"How much do you know tomb of the Qin Emperor?" Song Hong had to ask in a different way.

"I only know that the tomb of Emperor Qin is the tomb of Emperor Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng. I don't know what exactly is there." The woman said.

"I really don't know?" Song Hong looked at the woman's child and said lightly: "The information you said can only keep his body."

The woman trembled. Even though she had been with each other and had a deep friendship, now she realized that she did not know Song Hong at all. After a few years, she was still the heroine of the battlefield, and she was also a killing star.

"The tomb of the Emperor Qin, immortality." The woman knelt down suddenly and begged loudly: "Please spare my child's life."

After the words fell, my body stopped trembling and no more sound.

Song Hong sighed lightly, no matter what, she had a conversation with each other and devoted herself to the result.

"Come here, clean up the place. This child will be imprisoned forever and will not take a step out of the dungeon." Song Hong shouted coldly.

For eternal imprisonment, no step must be taken!

Song Hong saved his life, but also limited his life. This is the child of his enemy and the blood of the Qin Dynasty. If he was raised, he would become his enemy when he grew up.

"Mother..." the child cried, but received no response. The only thing he faced in the future was a cold prison.

Jiang Daoli sighed lightly and walked in.

"You are here." Song Hong looked at him calmly without a trace of surprise.

"The moonlight is bright, come and invite the princess to enjoy the moon." Jiang Daoli said softly.

"Okay." Song Hong sighed lightly, got up and went to the courtyard with Jiang Daoli. The maid quickly brought wine, vegetables, fruits, and pastries.

The moonlight was like water, glorious, but neither of them was in the mood.

"The tomb of the Qin Emperor will live and die forever." This sentence kept echoing in Jiang Daoli's mind.

"Are you very moved? Is it immortal?" Song Hong said softly as if she knew what he was thinking.

Neither of them talked about Lu Xuan's family, but about the tomb of Emperor Qin.

Jiang Daoli shook his head: "It is false to say that he is not moved, but I doubt that what can make people immortal in the tomb of Qin Emperor?"

This is just a world of martial arts, and it is also a world of mortals. Even a demigod dares to say that he is immortal. Why did the Qin Dynasty say this?

"The father had known this for a long time, but he said nothing, just handed over Lu Xuan's wife and children to me for handling." Song Hong sighed lightly, not understanding what his father meant.

As early as Song Hong was arrested and Lu Xuan was exposed, his family was arrested by the King of Dali and interrogated some information, including the tomb of the Qin Emperor, otherwise he would not have directly handed over to her for handling.

Jiang Daoli pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head, and was still puzzled. He knew too little about Tianwu, so he naturally could not guess the meaning of the Dali Dynasty.

"Why pay attention to so much? Just live happily." Jiang Daoli raised his glass and said.

"Happy? How can we live happily?" Song Hong was a little confused. The sisters who had been with her for three years had betrayed her, and how could she not feel happy?

Jiang Daoli no longer spoke, and he didn't know that he just raised his glass to drink. That night, Song Hong drank a lot and said a lot. Even if he had foundation cultivation, he would eventually get drunk.

The maid sent Song Hong back to rest, and Jiang Daoli also went back to her room to sleep, and went to watch the youth competition tomorrow.

After a deep sleep all night, Jiang Daoli woke up early, and Song Hong also woke up, but she had a headache when she hangover was still a little bit of a headache. Only after using her skills was enough to be considered comfortable.

The incident of Jiang Daoli breaking through the tower has already broken out. He has become famous in Dali, and this matter is still spreading out. I believe that it will not take long before Daqin will hear about him.

Once he broke into the tower, Jiang Daoli became a legend. There was no way. He broke into the tower too quickly, and it was too incredible to fight the foundation building and the Nascent Soul.

Zhu Tian didn't sleep well all night. Last night, he asked the small class for help, trying to improve his strength and find the place, but when he heard that the son of fate was difficult to kill, he got the blessing of heaven and earth, he stopped immediately.

But he still did not give up. Now he is not strong enough and has a small classroom for cultivation. He has the confidence to surpass anyone and cannot beat you at the same level. Will I reach the realm of immortality and immortality in the future?

So, Zhu Tian had been thinking about it for a day and regained his confidence.

The Youth Martial Arts Competition was held in Wangdu Square, with the Golden Pill Prince and Prince in the Three Kingdoms, and the public security was the Young General of the Golden Pill Master of Dali.

Jiang Daoli was very curious about the young general. Since he was a general, why did he add a small word? Although he looked very young, that was to others, his age was still above Song Hong?

After asking this sentence, Song Hong explained: "The reason why he called him a young general is that when he was a teenager, he went to the battlefield and made countless military achievements. He was named a general by his father. In the Tianwu Alliance and even the Great Qin army, there can be said that there are no ones that can be compared with him in the army."

Jiang Daoli nodded. The young general was really about the same age as him, younger than any prince, and he was a genius. Moreover, the weapon spirit was almost born. Once the weapon spirit was formed, the power would increase greatly, and the young general's strength would also be greatly improved.

"This competition, Zhu Tian is probably going to win." Song Hong sighed slightly.

"Is it important who wins and loses? The Three Kingdoms are an alliance, and the dynasty is destined to be. Zhu Tian becomes the champion, but it is just the icing on the cake." Jiang Daoli said.

Song Hong nodded slightly, but felt unwilling: "The championship is not important, but what is important is that Dali is invincible."

"Isn't you a little general?" Jiang Daoli said with a smile.

Song Hong shook her head: "This is different. After every Three Kingdoms Martial Arts Competition, a force will be sent out, and the princess will be sent out, and even I will go."

"Send out? What's the matter? It's worth your prince's dispatch?" Jiang Daoli was a little surprised.

"I don't know, my father never explained it, nor did the other two kings say that Zhu Tian won the championship this time, with his outstanding talent and a limitless future. Daqing will be well trained, but we may not be able to stay." Song Hong sighed.

Jiang Daoli was helpless in his heart. This Zhongwu world looked so complicated, with all kinds of secrets intertwined, and even the princess of the Kingdom was about to go on a war.

Think about the princesses in ancient times. When those foreign countries make trouble, the emperor immediately issued an imperial edict, come, don’t make trouble, and take it back to you a princess.

Think about it, compared with Song Hong and others, those princesses in ancient times were just political tools and vases.

In Wangdu Square, three arenas have been set up. The Three Kingdoms Alliance, the Three Kingdoms princes sat on the judging table to watch the battle, and also guarded to prevent anyone from making trouble.

The young general stood with a battle gun, his breath was converging, but he could not hide his iron-blooded aura.

In the Three Kingdoms Youth Martial Arts Competition, Daqing, Dali, Dajian, whether it is the heroes of the martial arts world, disciples of the sect, or some unknown soldiers, they all come and do not participate in the war, but they must watch it.

The crowds were surging, surrounding the ring, an old man stepped onto the ring, holding a list in his hand: "According to the past rules, one-on-one competition, click until the end, killing is prohibited, and despicable means are prohibited."
Chapter completed!