Prince Yan Dan tightly grasped the silk slip with the information recorded in his hand, and his brows were furrowed. The scene outside the carved window lattices is as beautiful as ever, intoxicating, but for him it is like chewing wax.

As a giant of the Mo family, Prince Yan Dan has a huge amount of energy in the rivers and lakes. Rangers with strong martial arts, skilled craftsmen who are proficient in machinery, and weapons masters who are good at casting all joined the Mo family because they admired the morality of the Mo family and became ink masters.

The world is white, but I am the only black. Non-attacking ink door, and love life.

Prince Yan Dan chewed sixteen words.

The crown prince of Yan Kingdom, the heir of the future Yan Kingdom, has the oldest and most noble surname, and has huge influence and abundant financial resources in the rivers and lakes.

But all of this is still no match for that person. The man who stands tall in the middle of the pass and looks at the world. The lord of Xianyang, the king of Qin.

Of course, the strong cherish each other, but what the strong want to know more is, who is stronger compared to the other party?

Prince Yan took a deep breath. Ying Zheng's ambition is too big, so big that it is terrifying.

Sweep Liuhe and dominate the world. Zhu Di extinguished, glorious China. Martial arts, in order to pass on for thousands of years. The foundation of eternity begins with me.

It was a clear summer night, under the stars. At that time, Ying Zheng, who was still the proton of Zhao Guo, was secretly drunk, blushing, and said loudly in the sky. They were just children. Who cares if it's a child? And who would take it seriously? So after hearing it, the people present laughed it off, and maybe even joked about it with others. The child just dreamed, and soon it was gone.

But Prince Yan Dan was different, even now that he thought about it, he could still feel the feeling of boiling blood when he was a teenager. End the thousand-year-old chaos and create a restoration of the rule that even far surpasses the era of the Three Kings. This is something that every aspiring person has dreamed of.

However, it is only in a dream. After calming down, he realized how far he had to go to realize this dream. This is a price he cannot afford. The Five Hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period, the Seven Heroes of the Warring States. For thousands of years, many heroes have been only one step away from the supreme position in the world. And this step is difficult to take. What Ying Zheng wanted to do, he fell for it and feared it.

It's a bloody road full of thorns. Along the way, countless strong men are about to fall, becoming the stepping stone of Yingzheng and the white bones under his fame.

He, perhaps, will be next.

It's just that he is unwilling, unwilling to fail like this. Not only for himself, but also for the morality of the ink man. He pinned his hopes on Jing Ke, he knew that it was risky to do so, but there was nothing he could do.

Recently, however, he received a message, a message that made him feel ominous.

The fourteenth son of King Yingzheng of Qin, Ying Ziyi, made a bet with the generals of the Qin camp. Yan Guo will ask and. If defeated, the general Wang Jian will lead the horse for a year. If he wins, he will command an army of 100,000 until he breaks through the capital of thistle.

Just hearing the news may just make people laugh. But in Prince Yan's heart, there were turbulent waves. Jing Ke stabbed Qin, such a confidential matter, could it be seen through by a child like this? Or before the peace of the Yan Kingdom?

He hesitated, he hesitated, but it was already too late. Whether it was to stop Jing Ke's actions or to prepare again, he had no time.

What Prince Yan can do now is to arrange for his wife and daughter Yue'er to leave Yandu early and go to the Mo family's stronghold

Xianyang Qin Palace.

"Hehehe!" Jing Ke gasped and half-knelt on the ground. After fighting with the masters of the Qin State for three hours, he was already exhausted at this moment. A line of blood was left from his forehead, with a fishy smell, Jing Ke licked the blood on his lips and regained his strength.

The remnant rainbow in Jing Ke's hand was the same as before, exuding raging fire, full of boundless anger, and after cutting down more than a dozen famous swords used by Qin Palace masters, it was still intact. It was made from shards of stars that fell from the sky, and it was originally a dragon-slaying sword.

However, where is the dragon?

Within five steps, 100 people are inappropriate. Jing Ke looked at the distance of more than ten steps in the temple, and a pool of clear water in the middle of it was like a vast ocean, which could not be crossed.

From hundreds of steps to more than a dozen steps now, along the way, Jing Ke has killed a lot of Qin State guards, and a bloody road has been formed. Many Qin Palace masters surrounded him in the center, afraid of the ferocious intent, but they didn't dare to step forward for a while. Watching so many of his men die, facing a fierce assassin at hand. Yingzheng on the throne, his face was still as calm as ever. This calm face made Jing Ke want to beat him hard.

Jing Ke laughed at himself and said loudly: "Since you know that I am going to assassinate, why do you want to let me go to the palace!" ”

"If the adultery is not revealed, what can the law do?" It seems to be a question, and it seems to be an answer. The cold words came out, but it made Jing Ke's hot heart glow with coldness.

What a terrible man this is!

"Hahahaha, good!" Jing Ke laughed even louder, shouting outside the hall, expecting someone to answer him, "Brother Wuyang, you're not dead yet, are you?" ”

"You kid isn't dead yet, how can I die!" A rough voice came from outside the hall, like a bell, echoing throughout the hall. It was the voice of Qin Wuyang, the top master of the Mo family.

The battle was still going on, and Jing Ke had to make sure that he was going outside every time he passed. Maybe it's to hope that there is a partner to fight with you in the shadow of this sword, or maybe it's just to find a little comfort on this doomed road.

It's just that the voice is getting weaker and weaker after all. By the end, it was so faint that it couldn't be smelled.

Jing Ke knew what Qin Wuyang's fate was! And he, too, is soon

After that shocking assassination, in just half an hour, the Qin Palace was cleaned by the palace people, and it returned to its former solemnity and magnificence. The bodies were removed, and the blood was wiped dry as if it didn't exist. Li Si stood here, not feeling that half an hour ago, this was still a noisy battlefield, a war was going on, a war that might shake the world.

As sinners who assassinated King Qin, even if they died, their fate was conceivable.

The remnant rainbow was placed on top of King Qin's imperial case, and Ying Zheng seemed to be able to faintly hear it, and the sound of the sword was still telling of desperate unwillingness.

Looking at this fierce sword, this dragon-slaying sword, Ying Zheng frowned, and commanded the young mansion in the hall: "This sword is too fierce and ominous. It makes people mix hardware and reforge this sword. ”

"Your Majesty's will!"

"Lis!"

"The minister is here!"

"The Yan Kingdom openly broke the peace treaty and assassinated the widows. What is the crime? ”

"Unforgivable Sin!"

"Order Yingzi to send out a large army and conquer the thistle capital."

"Fourteen sons?" Li Si wondered, wasn't this will passed on to Wang Qian?

When Ying Zheng's gaze fell on Li Si again, he didn't dare to hesitate any longer, leaned over and said, "Your Excellency's will!" ”

"Your Majesty!" The courtiers dispersed, and a eunuch entered the main hall with a hurried expression.

"What?"

"Lady Liji's bedroom is on fire, Lady is killed, and the whereabouts of Tianming Gongzi are unknown."

Ying Zheng did not speak. The eunuch did not dare to say more, and retreated.

Ying Zheng's gaze crossed the hall and stretched out to the dark night sky. After a long time, he sighed: "What should be left is going to be left after all!" ”

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone into Yingziyi's big tent, he was hugging Xiaomeng, and the Lori in his arms was soft, like a comfortable pillow. Holding her, my waist doesn't hurt anymore, my legs don't hurt anymore, and I don't even sleep on my side! It's nothing.

Xiaomeng's eyes were confused, and her cute appearance was pitiful, and she said, "I hate it, what are you doing sitting up?" ”

"Ahh I'm just here to make soy sauce. Ying Ziyi said that she felt that something was wrong, looked around, and then lay down again, continued to hug Xiaomeng, entered the hot bed, and dreamed.