The Return of the Reborn Qin Emperor

Chapter 295 Son Fusu No.60 Sixth Generation Descendants

Qin Jun glanced at Qin Wuyao, and seeing that it was already late at night, he immediately nodded, "Okay."

Qin Tian was overjoyed and hurried to drive.

A yellow Porsche with a fairly unique shape.

The two sat in the back, and Qin Tian was like the driver.

How many people can enjoy this kind of treatment?
Let the young owner of Qingtian Group drive?
Sitting in the back, Qin Wuyao leaned gently on Qin Jun's shoulder.

Although she didn't say anything, she knew a lot of things in her heart.

It's just that she doesn't want to say it.

As long as she can maintain the status quo, she is already content.

"Student Qin, the one just now... must be old Mr. Tang Xuanjing?"

"Ah."

Qin Jun nodded. With the current capabilities of the Qin family, it is not too troublesome to find out.

Although his back was facing, Qin Tian's expression changed again and again.

Tang Xuanjing!
One of the twelve holy envoys of the Great Qin League!

The astonishing genius doctor who was already famous in the Song Dynasty, claimed to be an existence that can cut life and death with a single piece of paper!
goooo...

Qin Tian only felt an inexplicable sense of excitement rising, and the depths of his soul were constantly throbbing!

My ancestors are really still alive!

Thinking of what his father said before he died, Qin Tian was even more excited and wanted to cry.

In order to avoid disaster and survive, they were forced to remain anonymous.

After waiting for more than 2000 years, they finally waited for this day!
From time to time, he would turn his head and take a look at Qin Jun.

Qin Wuyao nestled obediently on Qin Jun's shoulder, feeling the strong heartbeat, and gradually fell asleep.

I don't know what I dreamed of, and there is a smile on the corner of my mouth, revealing that sweet dimple.

Soon, they returned home.

Qin Jun made a silent gesture and asked Qin Tian to wait in place, then picked Qin Wuyao up by the waist, and pushed open the door.

As soon as he put it down, he saw the somewhat worn-out teddy bear.

Although Qin Wuyao has been well protected, it is a pity that after so long, it is still a bit dilapidated.

However, Qin Wuyao has always regarded it as a treasure.

"elder brother……"

Just when Qin Jun was about to leave, Qin Wuyao suddenly grabbed him.

Under the moonlight, her face looked extremely pure.

"No matter what you become, you are my brother!"

"Ah."

Qin Jun nodded. Qin Wuyao is very smart, so she can naturally guess something is wrong.

Moreover, since his resurrection, Duoshe's personality has changed drastically.

And Qin Wuyao, a childhood sweetheart who gets along with Qin Jun day and night, can naturally detect it.

It's just that she knows how to measure, she won't ask, and she won't talk about it.

Put all of this in your heart.

……

When Qin Jun came out, Qin Tian had just finished smoking a cigarette.

After blowing out a white smoke ring smartly, he flicked out the cigarette butt.

Wearing a white suit, coupled with those delicate facial features, even in the dark, he is extremely handsome and sunny.

Qin Jun looked around, and after confirming that there was no one else under the operation of the sky vision and earth listening, he said, "If you have any doubts in your heart, you can ask them now."

Gum!

Qin Tian swallowed his saliva, stared blankly at Qin Jun in front of him, and tried to compare with the portrait of the first emperor handed down by his ancestors.

However, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like...

"The Tang Xuanjing just now was a genius doctor in the Song Dynasty, Tang Xuanjing?"

"En." Qin Jun nodded, and continued: "Now, he is one of the twelve holy envoys of the Great Qin League!"

"Great Qin League?!"

Qin Tian vaguely knew something about the Great Qin League from the ancient books passed down from generation to generation in his family.

The three clans of Qinhuang were slaughtered by the Overlord, and the only remaining twelve iron eagle swordsmen, led the Black Ice Platform organization to hide from the world.

Later, it was renamed the Great Qin League.

"So, you are... the Holy Lord of the Great Qin Alliance?"

"Ah."

The tone was very calm, as if it was taken for granted.

The Black Ice Terrace was created by Qin Jun alone, and it is a mysterious organization that only obeys his orders.

And the Great Qin League, inherited from the Black Ice Platform, is naturally the same.

Qin Tian stared blankly at the scene in front of him, but this matter is too important to believe just because of a few words.

"Is there... any evidence?"

"evidence?"

The jade wrench on Qin Jun's left thumb flashed brilliantly, and the finely carved emerald green jade pendant was taken out.

"In the past, in order to cure the flood of the Yellow River, I gave the Yellow River a personal jade pendant."

"Three years later, the ancestral dragon came out with the jade in its hand. Present twelve dragon scales, incarnate as the order of the ancestral dragon, and command the world!"

After the voice fell, Qin Tian took several steps back in unbelievable succession.

Too much history has disappeared in the long river of time, but there is this paragraph among some news passed down by Qin Tian from his ancestors.

Zulong!

Could it be, is it really my ancestor...

Seeing him like this, the ring flashed again.

Tianwen appeared with a scabbard, suspended in front of Qin Jun.

If outsiders see it, they will be frightened to death directly.

The sharp sword rose and fell, just like this suspended in front of Qin Jun.

"Do you recognize this sword?"

"Emperor... the sword of the emperor?"

"A sword has no name, but a man has a name."

"I bestow the name of the sword, God asks!"

The sound fell, and accompanied by a clanging sound of the sword, the Tianwen sword was unsheathed in an instant and shot straight into the sky!
rumbling...

The night sky, which was originally cloudless, suddenly became cloudy and thunderous!
One after another thunderbolt hidden in the dark clouds made a terrible roar.

The entire night sky was almost torn apart, a blood red.

As if it was like Shura Purgatory, you could even vaguely see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in the air!
The wrath of the emperor, laying down millions of corpses, bleeding for thousands of miles!

Clang!

Qin Jun raised his right hand, and with a terrible gust of wind, the Tianwen Sword automatically landed in his hand.

There is no rust on the smooth sword body.

Even after more than 2000 years, it is still as sharp as ever.

Sensing the return of the master, he let out bursts of crisp sword chant in excitement.

chi chi chi...

The white sword light, like the substance, keeps swallowing.

Qin Jun stabbed out with a sharp sword, pointing at Qin Tian's eyebrows.

The latter's eyes were absent-minded, staring blankly at the sharp sword that was close at hand.

He knew, he guessed right.

Qin Jun is really their ancestor!

The tyrant who was hailed as the emperor through the ages by later generations, Qin Shihuang, Ying Zheng!
……

Thinking of this, Qin Tian heaved a sigh of relief, and the look on his face became more respectful.

Then, without even thinking about it, he bent his legs and knelt down directly.

"Young Master Fusu No. 60 Six generations of unworthy descendants, win the sky! Kowtow to the ancestors!"

After saying that, he kowtowed again respectfully.

Sure enough, it was just as Qin Jun calculated.

Qin Tian is his descendant.

The descendants of the former son Fusu!
At the beginning, he entered the Taishan Imperial Mausoleum to practice in seclusion, so he made a will.

If there is any accident, the son Fusu will succeed to the throne immediately.

However, he was changed by Zhao Gao and made Hu Hai emperor.

He even killed his son Fusu.

A large part of the reason why Daqin's foundation of eternal life was ruined was because Hu Hai succeeded to the throne and Zhao Gao harmed the common people...

(End of this chapter)