"Weak chicken!"
Feng Hao muttered. He descended from the sky and scanned the area with his Divine Will. He found many forces in the dark.
There were cultivators, mutants, and China's troops stationed here.
Turning his head to look at the strange phenomenon above the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, Fenghao was astonished. Then, he understood what was going on and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.
"There really is a treasure in the mausoleum … No wonder the Fire Qilin went through so much trouble to come here."
Feng Hao patted the Fire Qilin, who had its head lowered. "Why aren't you showing off now? If I hadn't left a strand of Divine Will on you, even the heavens wouldn't have been able to save you. "
The Fire Qilin was convinced. It rubbed its head against Feng Hao's thigh and said, "I won't dare next time."
"There's a next time?" Feng Hao's eyes narrowed.
The Fire Qilin shook its head like a rattle drum. "There won't be a next time, there won't be a next time …"
The Fire Qilin looked longingly in the direction of the mausoleum. It couldn't help but gulp. "It's a pity I'm going to miss the treasure."
It was clearly for Feng Hao to hear. It was clearly muttering to itself, but its voice was exceptionally loud.
Feng Hao glanced at the Fire Qilin, then at the mausoleum. His Divine Will instantly spread out.
He thought that a mere mausoleum would be easily revealed by his Divine Will. Who knew that his Divine Will seemed to hit a wall and couldn't penetrate it.
Retracting his Divine Will, Feng Hao looked at the Fire Qilin. "What's in this mausoleum?"
The Fire Qilin's four hooves jumped happily. It nodded vigorously. "I wouldn't have come if I didn't know."
The Fire Qilin's voice wasn't soft. The cultivators and mutants, including China's troops stationed here, all heard its words.
The phenomenon in Emperor Qin's mausoleum had been happening for a few days. They had tried all sorts of methods but still couldn't find out what was inside.
Now that they heard the Fire Qilin's words, everyone pricked up their ears, hoping to find out what treasure was hidden in the mausoleum from this sacred beast.
Slap!
Feng Hao slapped the Fire Qilin's head.
"Master, why did you hit me?" The Fire Qilin was confused.
"Can you be any louder?"
"Yes! Roar ~ "
The Fire Qilin roared, causing the ground to tremble slightly. Then, it looked at Feng Hao with a fawning expression and wagged its tail.
Feng Hao's face turned as black as charcoal.
What an idiot.
"Pa!"
Feng Hao couldn't help but make a move again. Ever since he had subdued the Fire Qilin, he couldn't help but beat it up. No matter how he looked at it, he just didn't like it.
The Fire Qilin was beaten up again for no reason at all. It looked at Feng Hao with an aggrieved expression, looking like a bullied wife.
He felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry.
"Lower your voice. What kind of incredible treasure is in this tomb?" Feng Hao glared at the Fire Qilin.
Didn't you tell me to speak louder?
The Fire Qilin snorted, seeming to look down on Feng Hao from the bottom of its heart. Then, it moved its mouth close to Feng Hao's ear and said mysteriously, "As for what it is, I don't know either …"
Slap!
The anger that he had suppressed with great difficulty exploded again. Feng Hao swung his hand and slapped the Fire Qilin. He controlled his strength and knocked the Fire Qilin out.
"This is really infuriating. What an idiot."
The thought of roasting the Fire Qilin into a kebab grew stronger and stronger. Feng Hao even had the urge to roast the Qilin meat right next to the mausoleum of the first emperor.
Fortunately, the Fire Qilin's body was covered, and it looked like it was already roasted. Feng Hao really couldn't raise his interest.
The Fire Qilin probably never dreamed that it had already taken a trip to the gates of hell.
No matter what, Feng Hao was very curious about the fact that the mausoleum could block his divine sense.
He wanted to find out.
He simply carried the Fire Qilin's body and walked toward the mausoleum of the first emperor.
In the distance, the cultivators and mutants of the Cultivation Alliance, as well as the soldiers stationed here, were all dumbfounded as they watched all of this.
The corner of their mouths twitched.
He was indeed worthy of being a god-like man …
When everyone saw Feng Hao dragging the Fire Qilin toward the mausoleum, they were very anxious. They wanted to stop him, but they couldn't.
An old representative of the Cultivation Alliance walked out. He was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, but strangely enough, he still had the whip of the Great Qing Dynasty. It was very strange.
The old representative loudly advised, "Feng Hao, this is an important cultural relic protected by the country. Don't act rashly for now. Wait until the test results are out before we discuss entering the mausoleum."
Feng Hao turned around and looked at the old representative. He didn't have a good impression of him and coldly said, "Do I need to discuss my actions with you?"
"This …" The old representative's face turned the color of a pig's liver. It was even uglier than if he had swallowed a pile of fly feces.
The Cultivation Alliance was created during the Yongzheng Reign of the Qing Dynasty. His Aisin Gioro family was of the same clan as the emperor. Back then, even the Yongzheng Emperor had to greet him as a junior. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
The old representative loudly said, "Are you going to stop the entire Cultivation Alliance and mutants and become enemies with the country?"
The Cultivation Alliance definitely couldn't do anything to Feng Hao, but if they could pull in the entire country, there was still hope.
However, the old representative's wishful thinking clearly fell through … because the troops stationed here immediately sent their message.
"I, Xu Zhiling, represent the Chinese military and solemnly protest against the words of Representative Aisin Gioro Yunhao. The Chinese military and the country will uphold the cooperation agreement with Feng Hao and will never become enemies with Feng Hao."
General Xu, who was in the command center, was covered in cold sweat. If he hadn't stood up at the critical moment to draw a line, he might have been dragged into the fire pit by this damn old representative.
He really was a pig-like teammate.
Currently, in the entire Earth, which force and force did not know of Fenghao?
Who would dare to become enemies with him? They must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!
Feng Hao was very satisfied with Xu Zhiling's reaction. It was clear that China was a very peace-loving country.
As for the old representative from the previous dynasty, he was obviously not very likeable. Feng Hao coldly looked at the old representative and said, "You can also cooperate with the mutants …"
Just as he finished speaking, an old man dressed like Magneto stood up and righteously said, "My mutants never said we would become enemies with you, Wind Emperor. Old man, don't mess around. "
"You …"
The old representative's expression became even uglier. He rubbed his chest as if his heart was bearing a burden that shouldn't be there.
The old representative originally wanted to rope in the mutants and the Chinese military to stop Feng Hao, who was about to steal the tomb. Who knew that the mutants and the Chinese military would act like they didn't know him at all?
At this moment, he was a mushroom!
A gratified smile appeared on Feng Hao's face. He suddenly felt that these mutants with mutated genes and superpowers were very cute.
At the very least, they were much more pleasing to the eye than the old man with the braids.
Feng Hao continued to drag the fire qilin's body closer to the tomb. At this moment, the tomb's phenomenon became even more shocking.
"This emperor has an immortal body and is also one of the Three Pure Ones. As long as my incense continues, my soul will never be extinguished …"
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