In the distance, on Li Chunqiu's mansion, Zhao Zheng had already read three sword scores, and at this time he no longer reads the books.

And Zhao Xicheng also put down his pen and pen.

The entire courtyard was also drowned by the sounds of mountains and seas.

Dabai hid in the sound of the sound, with his wife Erbai and his son Bai Geng.

As a beast living in the mountains, Dabai doesn't know much about what else can make such sounds besides earthquakes.

Could it be a sky shaking?

In the tide, Zhao Xicheng couldn't help but speak:

"Wu'anjun, this is how a man."

Who wouldn't want to be famous on the battlefield?

But there is only one Wu'an Lord in the world.

Zhao Zheng was also worried, and he looked up at Li Chunqiu.

"Master, can Wu'an Jun fight with Daqin?"

On the stone platform, Li Chunqiu was still writing like a dragon. When he heard Zhao Zheng’s questions, he smiled and said:

"Before today, there may be such a possibility. After today, Wu'an Lord will definitely be Wu'an Lord of the Great Qin."

"Master, how do you understand this?"

"In life, there must be something to ask for. At this moment, the common people in the Qin Dynasty and the soldiers and soldiers of the Qin Dynasty were asked for by Bai Qi."

"It should use a sword as a wall to defend the Qin Dynasty for thousands of years."

Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment and murmured to himself: "Would he use the sword as a wall to defend the Qin Dynasty for thousands of years?"

Zhao Zheng raised his head and looked at the place where the sound came.

"This is Wu'an Jun."
Chapter completed!