Meng Tian questioned that the edict of death did not follow the decree, and was secretly killed by the six sword slaves, and Wang Li took over the military power.

Wang Xun persuaded Wang Li to let her bury Fusu's body on the spot to preserve the body, and successfully helped the black jade unicorn pretending to be Fusu escape.

However, just as Fusu and I successfully unraveled the maze and walked out of the swamp, Zhang Liang had already asked the thief to bring Wang Xun Fusu the bad news. Because of the unknown purpose, the Yin and Yang family foresaw the plan to rescue Fusu and intercepted it halfway, forcing Gongzi into a desperate situation and unfortunately being killed. And asked Wang Xun to keep this matter secret, in case it would affect her own safety, and it would also threaten everyone in the operation to become the primary target of the net.

In the virtual and the real, the direction of history has not deviated, and the hundred years of Great Qin are still on the verge of rapid overturn.

"If we don't interfere in it, Fusu will also die at the hands of the Six Sword Slaves, and even if he doesn't, the Yin and Yang Family will not give him a chance to redeem the defeat. Although Meng Tian died at the hands of the Six Sword Slaves, he was the same as Han Fei and Yan Dan. Zhang Liang's expression was grim, and a touch of depression flashed, "They have all been hit by the Six Souls Fear Curse." ”

I gradually understood: "The Yin and Yang family besieged us in the swamp, but did not put us to death, is it just a delay, they did not want Fusu to die. ”

"Yes, just like Gao Yue and Tianming, you have something in you that the Yin and Yang family needs to use. ”

I was vigilant in my heart, and I felt even more bad: "I don't know how much the moon god knows from my head through Yi Soul, I'm afraid that every step of our next step is indispensable to the Yin and Yang family who secretly work step by step." ”

Zhang Liang's eyes were deep, and his words were calm and sharp: "History is the moment, the destiny of heaven is predetermined, no matter how much the Yin and Yang family fights step by step, they can't compete with the general trend of the world, and they can't turn the world upside down." ”

I nodded, and thought of Wang Xun who was kept in the dark by us, and couldn't help but feel cold: "Wang Xun still thinks that Fusu has ...... I really hope that day will come soon, and I can tell her the truth and reunite with Fusu. ”

"Wang Xun and Wang Li's positions are contradictory, and they will hate Zhao Gao to the core, and they will inevitably seek revenge, and when the time is ripe, we can cooperate with her inside and out. ”

Zhang Liang's words were too calm, but they made people very uncomfortable: "Ovary, you are so scheming, it's really a little ......"

He leaned close to his ear, and his voice softened: "What's the matter?"

I bumped my elbow against him and muffled, "Who's afraid of whom." ”

"Then let's see tomorrow night, whether Yun'er is afraid or not. He grabbed my hand and squeezed my palm, and his words were a little inherent. I didn't bother to ask any more, so I leaned into his arms and rested.

The cold of the autumn wind was blocked by him, reducing a little gloom, the sun shining on his cheeks brought a touch of warmth, and his heart was suddenly calm, like floating clouds in the sky, leisurely and slowly.

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When we arrived in Xiapi, Yue'er and I immediately set about changing the soul of Fusu. Zhang Liang and Yan Lu also assisted, and at the same time observed whether there was valuable intelligence and information in Fusu's memory.

After all, Yue'er is not proficient enough in the art of changing souls, and she is afraid of hurting Fusu's sanity, the process is very slow, and in the end, Fusu's memory is still remnant.

He can't seem to forget the childhood scene when his father and mother played with him......

The innocent little boy ran on the stone steps of the garden, deep and shallow red maples, mixed with various colors of chrysanthemums, light purple and yellow, gorgeous and graceful. The beautiful woman leaned on the side of the great man, she smiled, he tucked his cloak lightly, and he was full of affection, envious of the autumn colors of the garden.

Too good memories are the most ingrained in his heart, and even the soul cannot be easily eliminated, which is the power of willpower in a person's heart. With Yue'er's guidance to Fusu's dream, I can only uncover the scar in his heart in his beautiful dream. Pain will make his willpower weak for a moment, the fastest to erase his memory, too long to procrastinate, nothing good for his body.

"Where is your mother now?"

Suddenly, the warm and quiet picture turned into black and white, a dazzling inscription. All kinds of words echoed in a staggered manner, pitiful, mean, unkind, and embarrassing...... There was a voice that was resolute, cold, but still loving.

"Changping Jun betrayed the Qin State, your mother died to protect you, Fusu, you will always be my eldest son, you have to understand that you must remember your mother's painstaking efforts. ”

Fusu's mother chose to sacrifice her life in order not to be dragged down by his relatives, and Yingzheng's trust and weight in Fusu have not decreased by a single point, but even more, my heart can't help but shake, but what I can do is to break all this.

"The First Emperor has died in the sand dunes, Zhao Gaoli Si has concealed the truth and passed on the false edict to die to you, and Meng Tian has also been killed after you fled, and the Golden Fire Cavalry has all been controlled by Wang Li. Fusu, you can't save anyone, let alone Daqin. ”

"Father, the emperor is incompetent, and the ministers are incompetent......" In the dream, he mourned and lost his voice, and then the picture disappeared. I think this is his most sore point, the death hole of attacking the heart, which made him obey our guidance and choose to forget.

Just as I was about to end the change of soul, another dream suddenly flashed in the bronze mirror, which made my nerves tense again.

It's about me......

My heart sank, and I had too many bad premonitions, which made my cheeks burn. Sure enough, the scene in the chariot after the failure of Bolangsha was also revealed at the same time, my palms were already covered with a thin layer of sweat, Zhang Liang on one side also stiffened for a moment, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly froze.

"It's not me who will make you recover, it's Zhang Liang!"

I was in a face-to-face stalemate with him in the carriage, and the moment of the closest touch across the last boundary, the sudden kiss, were all seen by Zhang Liang.

I couldn't afford to think about it any longer, so I forced myself to suppress my irritability and follow Fusu's dream to talk to him and help him forget all this.

"I've been lying to you since the beginning and haven't told a word of truth. I'm not friends with you, I'm enemies, and I've been taking advantage of your trust. Fusu, there is only national hatred and family hatred between us!"

The trace of obsession in his heart is still fighting: "I don't believe it, Ziyu!"

"This is the truth, forget about her......" Yue'er poured all her strength into condensing her mind and pulling Fusu's consciousness.

Under repeated hints, the fragments that kept flashing in the bronze mirror finally disappeared, leaving only darkness, empty for a long time.

This glitzy world, infinite calamity, is all far away from him, and he has no memory at all.

Although no one knows how long the amnesia will last, it may be more than enough for the Qin Dynasty to fall and the Han Dynasty to be established only six or seven years ago.

It's just that Zhang Liang seems to be very wrong, and before the end of the Yi Soul, he had already turned pale and walked out.

I can't help but be upset, has the pedantic mistake of Confucianism been committed again? If it weren't for Bolangsha, I wouldn't have had that kind of confrontation with Fusu, and if I had such a moment of emotional loss of control, and I couldn't avoid things that were unavoidable, would Zhang Liang still be an accountant compared to me?

A trace of sourness, not sharp enough, but slowly in the deepest part of the heart, swimming away the deep exhaustion. When I returned to the house in a trance, I saw Zhang Liang sitting in front of several cases, writing something seriously, engrossed, without saying a word, without any expression, only feeling a solemn atmosphere.

I don't want to speak first at this time, lie down on the couch, close my eyes and pretend to sleep. If there is really trust, why do you need to justify, and why do you need to avoid taboos.

The third watch has passed, there is no sleep, his side is still empty, he did not come, his heart is blocked more and more, too many disappointments come up.

It is this person who has shocked my heart when I am lost in time and space, tolerates my joys and sorrows, and gives me endless strength and stability. However, because of this, the slightest wavering and the dense fog of emotions make people feel at a loss, and they can only defend themselves with cold and hard fearlessness.

I don't know how long I stayed up, but the long silent night finally sounded. The sound of very light footsteps slowly approached, and there was a slight weight on my shoulder, and it was he who pulled the quilt and covered my shoulders tightly.

He paused suddenly, and after a while, he heard him ask, "You haven't slept all this time?"

This sentence is very light, but it is like a stone thrown into the middle of the lake, stirring up ripples in circles, and my eyes are astringent, and they are actually a little moist.

He sighed lightly and wrapped his arms around: "I'm very angry, but I'm angry with myself, and I don't stay with you all the time." I made a mistake for a while, and let you face such a big crisis, what qualifications do I have to care about Fusu, many times, he does better than me. ”

My heart suddenly felt like I had been poured into a hot spring, and it was hot.

"It's sad for Yun'er, it's time to apologize for her husband. He turned my face to him, looking apologetic, but a soft smile quietly tugged at his lips, "But...... Those who should be punished still have to be punished ......"

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