Feng Hao whispered something and fell from the air. With a sweep of his mind, he discovered that there was a lot of power in the darkness.
There are monks, strangers, and Chinese official troops stationed there.
Turning his head to look at the strange scene above Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, Feng Hao was surprised, but also understood, and the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc.
"There really is a treasure born in the Mausoleum of Emperor Qin Shihuang... No wonder Huo Qilin took great pains to come here."
Feng Hao patted Huo Qilin, who had his head lowered, and said, "Why are you so upset now? If this emperor hadn't left a ray of divine consciousness on you, God wouldn't have been able to save you."
Huo Qilin was convinced, rubbed his head against Feng Hao's thigh, and said in human words: "I won't dare next time."
"Is there a next time?" Feng Hao's eyes narrowed.
Huo Qilin shook his body, shook his head like a rattle, and said: "There will be no next time, there will be no next time..."
Huo Qilin looked longingly in the direction of the imperial mausoleum, couldn't help but swallowed, and murmured in a low voice: "It's a pity that I have to miss the treasure."
These words were clearly meant for Feng Hao to hear. He was obviously whispering to himself, but his voice was exceptionally loud.
Feng Hao glanced sideways at Huo Qilin and looked at the tomb of the First Emperor, his spiritual thoughts spreading instantly.
He thought that a large tomb would be revealed by his spiritual thoughts, but who knew that his spiritual thoughts seemed to have hit a wall and could not penetrate it.
Withdrawing his spiritual thoughts, Feng Hao looked at Huo Qilin and said, "What is in this big tomb?"
The fire unicorn jumped up and down with its hooves happily, nodding its head like garlic: "If I didn't know, I wouldn't have come."
Fire Qilin's voice was loud, and the monks and strangers who were watching it, including the Chinese official troops stationed there, undoubtedly listened to all its words.
The strange phenomenon in Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum has occurred for several days, but various methods have been tried, but there is still no way to detect what is going on inside.
Now that they heard Huo Qilin's words, it was like thunder from the sky stirring up fire on the earth. Everyone pricked up their ears and listened, hoping to learn from the mouth of this holy beast what treasures were hidden in this imperial mausoleum.
Snap!
Feng Hao slapped Huo Qilin on the head.
"Master, why did you hit me?" Huo Qilin was confused.
"Can it be louder?"
"Yes! Roar~"
Fire Qilin roared loudly, causing the ground to tremble slightly. Then he looked at Feng Hao in a flattering manner and waggled his tail.
Feng Hao's face suddenly turned black into carbon.
What an idiot.
"Crack!"
Feng Hao couldn't help but move his hands again. Ever since he surrendered to Fire Qilin, he couldn't help but beat up Fire Qilin violently. No matter what, it didn't go well with him.
Huo Qilin was beaten again for no reason, and looked at Feng Hao with an aggrieved look, like an angry little daughter-in-law.
I feel uncomfortable and want to cry.
"Tell it more quietly, what incredible treasure is there in this tomb?" Feng Hao glared at Huo Qilin.
Didn't you ask me to be louder?
Fire Qilin snorted, seeming to despise Feng Hao from the bottom of his heart. Then he put his mouth to Feng Hao's ear and said mysteriously: "I don't know what it is specifically..."
Snap!
The anger that he had finally suppressed erupted again, Feng Hao slapped him with his hand, controlled the force, and knocked Huo Qilin unconscious.
"I'm really pissed off, this idiot."
The idea of grilling the fire unicorn into meat skewers became stronger and stronger, and Feng Hao even had the urge to grill the unicorn meat next to the tomb of the First Emperor.
Fortunately, Huo Qilin's body was covered with life and looked scorched. Feng Hao really couldn't be interested in it.
Huo Qilin probably never dreamed that he had already walked through the gates of hell.
In any case, Feng Hao was very curious about the side of the mausoleum that could block his spiritual thoughts.
Want to find out.
He simply carried Huo Qilin's body and walked towards the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang.
In the distance, the monks and strangers from the Cultivation Alliance, as well as the officers and soldiers stationed here, all stared at all this in stunned silence.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
He is indeed a god-like man...
When everyone saw Feng Hao dragging Huo Qilin towards the mausoleum, they were extremely anxious and wanted to stop him but could not.
An old congressman from the Cultivation Alliance came out. He was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, but strangely he still had a whip from the Qing Dynasty, which was very nondescript.
"Feng Hao, this is a national key cultural relic protection object. It's better not to act rashly for the time being. After the monitoring results come out, we can discuss entering the mausoleum together." The old congressman loudly advised.
Feng Hao looked back at the old congressman, without any favorable impression, and said coldly: "I need to discuss with you when I am acting?"
"This..." The old congressman's face turned the color of pig liver, which was uglier than swallowing a pile of fly droppings.
The Cultivation Alliance was founded during the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty. He loved the Xinjueluo family and was of the same clan as the Emperor. Back then, even Emperor Yongzheng had to perform the courtesy of a junior when he saw him. After living for hundreds of years, this was the first time he encountered such a situation.
"Are you going to stop the entire Cultivation Alliance and become an enemy of the country?" the old congressman said loudly.
The Cultivation Alliance will definitely not be able to do anything about Feng Hao, but there is still hope if it can pull in China's entire huge state machinery.
However, the old congressman's wishful thinking obviously failed... because the troops stationed here immediately conveyed their intentions.
"On behalf of the Chinese military, I, Xu Ziling, solemnly protest what Representative Aisin Gioro Yunho said. The Chinese military and the country will always uphold the cooperation agreement reached with Feng Hao and will never be enemies with Feng Hao."
General Xu in the combat command center was sweating profusely. If he hadn't stepped forward to clear the relationship at the critical moment, he might have been dragged into the fire by this damn old congressman.
He is really a pig-like teammate.
Currently, looking at the entire earth, which force and power does not know Feng Hao?
Who dares to fight against him? His head will definitely be kicked by a donkey!
Feng Hao was very satisfied with Xu Ziling's performance. Obviously, China is a very peace-loving country.
The old congressman from the previous dynasty was obviously not very likable. Feng Hao looked at the old congressman with a cold face and said: "You can also cooperate with the alien organization..."
As soon as he finished speaking, an old man dressed up like Magneto in the movie stood up and said righteously: "Our alien organization has never said that it will be an enemy of you, the Wind Emperor. Old man, don't mess with the rhythm."
"you……"
The old congressman's face became even more ugly, and he touched his chest, as if his heart was bearing a load that should not be expected at this grade.
The old congressman originally wanted to win over the Yiren Organization and the Chinese state machine to stop Feng Hao who was about to take away the opportunity of the mausoleum. Who knew that the Yiren Organization and the Chinese military looked like they did not recognize him at all.
At this moment, he has mushrooms!
A relieved smile appeared on Feng Hao's face, and he suddenly felt that these strange people with genetic mutations and superpowers were also very cute.
At least, it's much more pleasing to the eye than that old guy with braids.
Feng Hao continued to drag Huo Qilin's body closer to Qin Shihuang's mausoleum. The vision in the mausoleum at this moment became even more shocking.
"This emperor has an immortal body and is one of the founders of the Three Purities. His incense is endless and his soul is immortal..."
Yuanshi Tianzun's familiar and wild words rang out in the sky again, causing the eardrums of everyone on the ground to swell.