"Qin Lang, can you understand?"

Qin Tian looked at Qin Lang in deep thought and asked.

"Um."

Qin Lang nodded.

"Why."

Qin Tian looked at Yan Shuya who was lying on the hospital bed in the window, and his eyes became complicated, "Once you enter the Kunlun Mountains, you may not be able to walk out for the rest of your life.

The air there is very clear, and the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth there is very pure, so some people from the ancient martial arts family in the Yan Kingdom will feel physical discomfort when they go there.

Rumor has it that there is an entrance to another world in the mountains, but no one can find it, no one can confirm it.”

"Qin Lang, after the matter here is finished, I promised me that I was not fully prepared not to go to the Kunlun Mountains.

Yanguo doesn’t want to lose another talent, he can’t lose you!”

The old leader put his hand on Qin Lang's shoulder, "The situation in Yan Country has changed quietly. The urgent thing now is to hand over the guardianship of Yanhuang into your hands as soon as possible to calm the hearts of all people in the world."

"But, the Mu family's spiritual spring has disappeared. I don't know which little bastard has been killed. If I were caught, hum! I will definitely not let him go!"

Qin Tian snorted coldly, his eyes were cold, as if they were emitting a slight coldness, "But Qin Lang, what do you want the Mu family to do in the back mountain?

There was a bare piece there, and even a single grass didn't grow."

Qin Lang smiled awkwardly and said that he wanted to develop it into a leisure area for fun, completely avoiding the questioning of the old leader Qin Tian and others.

The Mu family’s back mountain was not wanted by Qin Lang, but a vague voice sounded deep in his heart. It was this voice that wanted him to get the Mu family’s back mountain, and he also told him that once he had it, he would not regret it, and even his cultivation would increase greatly.

Qin Lang originally wanted to refuse, but he had absorbed the Mu family's spiritual springs, so what else could he not do?

However, Qin Tian said something like a little bastard and he was helpless. If Qin Tian knew that the Mu family’s Lingquan was his work, I wonder what his expression would be?

Qin Lang couldn't think of it, and he didn't dare to think about it, so he could only turn his eyes away.

“Huh?

What's wrong with your eyes?"

Qin Tian asked.

"No...it's okay."

Qin Lang smiled awkwardly. At this time, Yan Shuya, who was lying on the hospital bed, moved twice. After Qin Lang noticed, he walked in as fast as possible and came to Yan Shuya's side, "Shuya?"

"Qin Lang...Qin Lang!"

Yan Shuya was stunned at first, then stood up, wrapping her hands around Qin Lang's waist, "I...I know you will definitely come, I know!"

After Qin Lang comforted Yan Shuya for a few words, he asked about the incident and Yan Shuya told him everything that happened in the office.

This indirectly told Qin Lang that all the spearheads were aimed at him.

Qin Lang originally wanted to clarify the black line in his body first, but the crisis lurked in the United States, so he had to move to cut it off first.

"Qin Lang, where are you going?"

Seeing Qin Lang's cut apple in his hand, Yan Shuya was afraid that Qin Lang would leave, so she grabbed Qin Lang's finger.

"Be good, wait for me here."

Qin Lang leaned over and smiled, kissing Yan Shuya's forehead.

Before leaving, Qin Lang told Yan Shuya that he would come back in three hours, and asked the old leader to find Xinghe Base to guard it.

After leaving the city central hospital, the old leader called a car and the three of them got on.

Along the way, Qin Tian flawed Qin Lang's affairs with some American underground forces. Simply put, any American underground forces had never missed any attempt.

The lone wolf can have some connection with them, beyond their imagination and beyond their expectations.

A mountain range, an iron door made of two huge iron stands up in front of them.

"This is?"

Qin Lang got out of the car and said in shock.

"I didn't expect this place to be there."

The old leader smiled slightly and said, "The information about the Kunlun Mountains is hidden here. It is absolutely impossible to enter without special instructions, without special personnel, without special passwords and keys."

"What if someone attacked?"

Qin Lang continued to ask.

"The entire mountain will become his grave."

The old leader said lightly. After he walked forward, showed some documents and said some instructions with Qin Tian and the others, the two men guarding the iron gate nodded and opened the door.

An ancient atmosphere came to my face, and the lights on the walls on both sides flashed in an instant.

Floor tiles made of iron plates were laid across the three of them, and there were several rays of light flowing between the gaps of the floor tiles.

Qin Lang wanted to step on it, but Qin Tian stopped Qin Lang, "Be careful, every brick here is a trap.

What is stored here is a study of Kunlun Mountains data for thousands of years, and the records of those extraordinary ancient warriors are very precious.

At the beginning, in the Yan Kingdom War, in order to protect our homes, these ancient warriors came out of the Kunlun Mountains to help us a lot.

If it weren't for a promise, Jiulong Bay and even the entire Yan Kingdom would have become the land of ancient warriors in the Kunlun Mountains."

"What's the meaning?"

Qin Lang watched Qin Tian press a key into the hole in the wall.

"The stronger the cultivation, the greater the ambition. People outside the Kunlun Mountains are minions, servants, and are born to serve them.

The weapons developed in the Yan State Science and Technology Bureau specifically targeted ancient warriors are mainly aimed at them.

What a pity... No matter how good the weapon is, no matter how much it is modified, it will not be as fast as theirs."

Qin Tian sighed, "So, the old leader and I regard you as the hope for the future of Yan Kingdom. I hope you can protect Yan Kingdom while also shocking them."

Qin Lang suddenly understood everything. The old leader Qin Tian was helping him indirectly, wanting him to take on this responsibility.

"Walk."

The old leader stepped in and took Qin Lang to an archive room.

Qin Lang looked at the files placed on the shelf. He took one, and when he opened it, a burst of dust rose.

"Lei Ruojun, the 115th generation leader of the Lei Sect, was good at urging heavenly thunder for his own use, and wherever he was doing, he turned into a scorched earth."

A blurry photo was accompanied by some explanations. Due to the long time, it was difficult for people in the photo to see clearly.

Qin Lang was about to open the next picture when the old leader came over. When he glanced at the photo in Qin Lang's hand, he was slightly shocked, and then smiled bitterly: "This old guy has lived for more than a hundred years. His cultivation level was already very terrifying. I wonder what stage he has reached after so long?"

"More than a hundred years?"

Qin Lang was so scared that his hands trembled, and a file almost fell to the ground.

"Well, it's been more than a hundred years."

The old leader nodded, "When your cultivation level improves, your body will also be tempered.

The better you practice, the longer you live. Sometimes, people in their 100s seem to be only in their thirties.

If you enter Kunlun Mountain, you may be lucky enough to meet him."
Chapter completed!