Meng Tian wanted to blurt out this sentence, but he couldn't help it when he looked at Li Mu next to him.

"Their cultivation will be abolished, tied up with iron chains, and castrated as slaves. After being handed over to Shangjun in a few days to build straight roads!"

Meng Tian ordered his generals and his personal soldiers.

"Here!"

The Qin army began to act, disarming the Huns' surrendered troops, etc.

Meng Tian looked at Li Mu at this time, with a hint of respect on his face, and said, "I have heard of General Li Mu's name for a long time, I don't know you..."

When Zhao State was destroyed, when Li Mu died, Meng Tian was even less than thirty years old.

Although he has made great fame, Li Mu is not weak in leading the army.

Therefore, Meng Tian called Li Mujing, there was no problem.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Li Mu.

"I know what you're going to say."

Li Mu looked up at the sky.

It was dawn and the sky was already bright.

But the earth is still pitch black, and the wind blows, with a cool air.

"I was indeed dead at the beginning!"

Li Mu's eyes were lost, with a trace of memories, and he sighed: "I was buried with Zhao State forever, resisting the attack of the Qin Dynasty. He was covered in blood, his internal organs were severely damaged, and his heart was even penetrated by a phlegm!"

"But I don't know how long I came back to life. When I died, I saw a vast area, the sun and the moon coexist, and light and darkness surround me."

"I feel yin and yang, life and death..."

And after a while, Li Mu returned to the world and crawled out of the coffin.

Misfortune is where good fortune depends, and good fortune is where bad fortune is where bad fortune is!
Chapter completed!