I'm not immortal

Chapter 342 Qin

A token?

What token?
Jiang Qi kept his original posture without moving.

It seems that the best way now is to take out all the bits and pieces on your body and try one by one.

The premise is that the bronze soldier in front of him has no wisdom, but a "door lock".

But this premise does not exist.

Moreover, these bronze armored soldiers obviously regarded themselves as the so-called "Sunning Lord".

According to what the bronze armored soldier said just now, the things inside the door should have been put in by "Jun Suning" and "His Majesty the Emperor".

Then, it is impossible for "Jun Suning" not to know what the token is.

In this case, it is obviously not possible to use the method of elimination. If the bronze soldier in front of him has doubts, something may happen.

Another reason is that Jiang Qi's spiritual sense told him that he couldn't beat these bronze soldiers.

The strength of these bronze soldiers is simply outrageous. They are not Jiang Qi's opponents if they are singled out, but once a hundred people form a formation, the souls of the soldiers will gather together.
Since the elimination method does not work, it can only be clichéd.

"Don't rush."

Jiang Qi signaled the centurion to take his hand away first, and then asked: "How long have we not seen each other?"

The centurion was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled and said: "There is no time here, and we don't know how long it has been outside. I am ashamed to say that I still want to ask Lord Suning."

As he said that, there was hope in his eyes. It was hard to say how such delicate emotions could be revealed from those bronze eyes.

"I don't know, how many emperors are ruling the world now? Or, Your Majesty has found the method of longevity?"

As he said that, before Jiang Qi could speak, he touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and asked a little shyly: "Also, how is the current Wang family? Is there any descendant that Mr. Suning thinks can catch the eye? The one passed down by the grandfather How good is the art of military strategist?"

How many emperors?

Wang family?

Military strategy?

Jiang Qi was taken aback by these key words, coupled with the title "Su Ning Jun" full of ancient connotations.
Jiang Qi had a guess in his heart.

He has never been a procrastinator, so Dang even decided to take a gamble.

"The current Wang family is not bad, but there are many people who abandoned martial arts and followed literature, and there are great writers with a long history, and there are also prime ministers who assist the empire."

"It's the strategist's art of killing on the battlefield, which is much less practiced."

"what?!"

The centurion froze for a moment, and then slammed his palm hard, making a muffled clang.

"Why are the descendants of the elder brother so deviant? The Wang family has always taken credit for their military service. How did it become a search between pen and ink?"

"It's all about life for one life, so be careful."

Jiang Qi said with a soft smile, as soon as these words came out, he became more sure of his guess.

"Jun Husuning is right."

The centurion approved Jiang Qi's statement, nodded, and asked again: "What about Your Majesty?"

Jiang Qi was silent for a long time, and the centurion also became stunned from the expectation at the beginning, and then opened his mouth, but did not speak.

"Qin is dead."

Finally, Jiang Qi said so.

"Kara Kala Kala."

As soon as these words were uttered, not only the centurion, but even the other bronze armored soldiers who were silent at the back couldn't help but make rioting noises.

"quiet!"

The centurion shouted without looking back, the engraved military order quieted down the group of bronze soldiers, but the eyes that were looking straight ahead were all staring at Jiang Qi at this moment.

They very much hope that Jun Su Ning will smile and tell them that he was just joking.

Then, they will take out His Majesty's warrant and take them to Xianyang.

Preferably on a sunny day, His Majesty will meet them in Nangong - that is the place where His Majesty works, and only these personal guards can get close to them.

His Majesty would stand in front of them in a black suit, call out each of them by name, and give them awards and encouragement with the majesty and supreme authority of the First Emperor.

In the presence of trustworthy people, His Majesty is often kind and kind.

"Qin is dead."

However, Mr. Suning's hoarse voice broke their dream after all.

Qin is gone, His Majesty is naturally gone too.

Perhaps, they were the only ones left in Qin, sticking to His Majesty's orders in this place far, far, far away from their homeland.

"Dead by whom?"

The centurion asked calmly, but Jiang Qi saw unspeakable anger in his eyes. There is no doubt that as long as Jiang Qi utters a name, these people will immediately become the most cold-blooded and most ruthless avengers .

But at the same time, Jiang Qi saw a trace of confusion and sadness in his eyes.

Qin is gone, and home is gone too.

"Qin died, and those who died in Qin have also disappeared into the dust of history."

Jiang Qi replied like this.

"Is that so?"

The centurion nodded muttering to himself, and the anger in his eyes disappeared for a moment, replaced by more intense confusion.

Qin died, and this unexpected news hit their hearts like a sledgehammer.

These elites need a new target, just want to temporarily forget the news of the subjugation.

But Jiang Qi's words also scattered this goal.

Qin died, and those who died of Qin also died.

Even if he wanted revenge, he had no target.

"Wait."

In the silence, Jiang Qi spoke suddenly, attracting everyone's attention.

Under the watchful eyes of these people, Jiang Qi slowly took out the panlong pendant, his gaze was like lightning.

"Do you still have to obey His Majesty's orders?!"

There was questioning in Jiang Qi's tone.

"kneel!"

The centurion gave the order without hesitation, and the hundred bronze armored soldiers knelt down in unison.

"Your Majesty's order: Anyone who sees the keepsake is as if His Majesty had come in person!"

The centurion shouted hoarsely.

In the Qin Dynasty, there was no need to kneel on many occasions. Even the generals only kneeled on one knee. This is not because the culture is strong and the military is weak. On the contrary, it means that the emperor prefers generals.

But now, the one hundred bronze armored men performed the most solemn kneeling salute.

This is not to respect Su Ning Jun, or even to honor His Majesty's token, but to make up for the sacrifice that has been delayed for countless years.

In this extremely quiet atmosphere, Jiang Qi spoke again.

"I came this time with a copy of His Majesty's will, which is for you."

As soon as these words came out, everyone raised their heads, their eyes sparkling like never before.

"However, I have to finish what His Majesty told you first."

Jiang Qi approached and said again.

"Please, Mr. Suning."

The centurion stood up and led Jiang Qi to the front of the black gate with some urgency.

"Buzz!"

"Snapped!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the eighteen sticks in Jiang Qi's hand and the hidden dagger all flew up, and stuck tightly to the black door.

Jiang Qi was taken aback by this sudden change, but didn't react.

"Don't worry, Mr. Suning, you know, this is the rule."

The centurion said softly: "The regulations here are completely in accordance with the regulations of Zhangtai Palace in Xianyang. Naturally, there is a place to collect gold."

The collection of gold here does not mean money, but gold and iron artifacts.

According to legend, there is a huge magnet in front of the gate of Zhangtai Palace. Anyone who wants to enter Zhangtai Palace to meet the emperor will be sucked away by the magnet if he has a gold and iron weapon hidden in his body.

It seems that the legend is wrong, not only gold and iron objects, but also magic weapons and other artifacts.

"Please, Mr. Suning."

Seeing that Jiang Qi didn't respond, the centurion pushed open the door that he had guarded for countless years but never opened.

(End of this chapter)