Saint Qin Batu

A wide road was blocked by a figure.

PS: I slept until 09:30 today, I suspect that my family has forgotten me... It should be too late

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Chapter 252 The End

The frivolous east wind blows slightly, carrying a hint of warmth.

However, the Patriarchs of the old Qin family shrunk their necks involuntarily.A penetrating chill ran down their necks and poured into their hearts.

"I haven't seen you for 20 years. Unexpectedly, you have become so timid!"

Bai Qi glanced back and forth at this group of once-familiar robes, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone without concealing it.

Bai Qi's words, like a hammer, shattered the last fantasy in the hearts of the heads of the old Qin family.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." a patriarch in his sixties said tremblingly.The somewhat cloudy pupils were beating slightly, showing the uneasiness in his heart.

The patriarch's gaffe did not attract the contempt and ridicule of the other patriarchs.Because, at this moment, their condition is not much better.

The prestige of 20 years ago has already been deeply embedded in his bone marrow.

Even though time had once covered up their memory of Bai Qi, when that majestic figure reappeared, it was like a gust of wind, blowing away the dust from the original memory.

"Your Majesty, you are still alive..."

A word, like a bone stuck in the throat, was somewhat difficult to say from the mouth of the head of the Meng family.

"That's right! I'm still alive. You guys are disappointed! Meng Mao..."

Bai Qi was like a friend, with a slight arc on the corner of his mouth, and said to the head of the Meng family.

"Your Majesty's martial arts have gone a step further..."

Meng Mao's gaze once again involuntarily swept across the somewhat familiar face.

It is a bit exaggerated to say that it is rejuvenation, but at least it is really much younger than before.Such power made the hearts of the Patriarchs even worse.

"Now, King Qin's goal has been achieved. The Lantian camp has returned to the Lord's hands again. Can't the Lord let us go?"

Meng Mao looked at Bai Qi with a pleading tone.

Now that Bai Qi appeared here, Meng Mao knew in his heart that the Lantian camp must have been in the hands of Ying Zheng.

Even if there is no Tiger Talisman, according to Bai Qi's prestige and Ying Zheng's royal order, the combination of the two is enough to break the eternal iron law of the Lantian camp.

However, he still made a mistake after all, that is, the tiger talisman of Lantian Daying has been handed over to Bai Qi since the death of King Qin Zhao.

Bai Qi looked at Meng Mao's pleading face, and the corners of his mouth curled up again.

"Open!" Bai Qi slightly raised his hand and said to the soldiers behind him.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The wooden boxes in the hands of the soldiers were opened one by one.One by one, blood-stained heads appeared in front of the Patriarch of the Old Qin Family.

"Gu'er!"

Meng Mao let out a soft cry, and looked at the head in the middle, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, which was revealed without any concealment.

That is his grandson, and he is also the most qualified candidate to inherit the position of head of the Meng family.He has devoted too much energy to Meng Gu, and now that it is in vain, how can it not make him distraught?

At the same time, the surrounding Patriarchs also recognized the heads enshrined in the wooden box.

Some people cried out in mourning like Meng Mao, while in the eyes of others, they were even more fearful.

Bai Qi, Ren Tu, two titles that have been around for a long time, finally connected together again in front of the blood-stained head.

"Today, I let you go. In the future, how will King Zhao let me go?"

Bai Qi spoke lightly, as if he didn't take King Zhao's friendship into his heart.

"But, you also killed my grandson! That is the future pillar of my Meng family! It is also my Meng family's reliance in the army! So, can't it offset the resentment in your heart!"

Meng Mao roared, his withered face flushed red.

The rest of the Patriarchs, even though they gritted their teeth, also looked at Bai Qi with hope.

"Heh! What do you think?" Bai Qi chuckled and closed his eyes slightly.

Anger and sadness completely shattered the embankment in Meng Mao's heart.

"Kill him!" A somewhat hoarse roar burst out from Meng Mao's throat.

Hundreds of ethnic soldiers were slightly taken aback, they naturally knew Bai Qi's name.Despite some fear, however, decades of prestige still made these clan soldiers drive their horses and charge towards Bai Qi.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The hero sword in Bai Qi's hand made a violent buzzing sound.

"It's not the time yet..." Bai Qi still closed his eyes, as if trying to persuade the hero in his hands.

"call!"

Like an angry river, white mist rushed out, engulfing the charging clan soldiers in an instant.

"Boom!"

On the empty road, the sound of galloping horses still echoed vaguely.Even the earth is still trembling slightly.

However, within the white mist, no one could be seen, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.Only patches of blood are proving their former figures.

The wind blows again.Even though he was on the leeward side, the strong smell of blood still floated in front of the Patriarchs.

"I haven't seen you for 20 years. When did you learn to say such things? I still remember that when you go to battle to kill the enemy, you always charge ahead of your subordinates."

Bai Qi opened his eyes slightly, as if recalling the past.

"Buzz!"

The sword was whistling, to be precise, it was Meng Mao's hand that was trembling.

Hundreds of people!When people and horses met each other, in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pool of blood.Is there any point in fighting?Is there any point in escaping?

"Pfft!"

An old Patriarch fell off his horse, ignoring the pain in his body, and knelt down on the ground.There was no excessive movement, no begging, just kneeling like this.