"Nameless don't dare. ”

The nameless bow in front of the temple gate.

The door of the study opened without wind, and Nameless and Shadow Wind were shocked in their hearts, they didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of internal force, which meant something, that person was no longer human.

They looked up and saw a young man in a black crown robe behind the bookcase who was unhurriedly reading the notes on the bookcase in front of him, and a large pile of bamboo slips were piled up on the desk on his right, but there were many rolls as high as a hill on the table on the left.

Ying Zheng didn't raise his head, continued to review, and said: "In the past six years, your skills have made extraordinary progress, and there are no innate grandmasters in the world, so you should be the second person." ”

"The Lord has a good reputation, and he doesn't dare to be nameless. Nameless replied.

Ying Zheng put a roll of bamboo slips aside, and Zheng He, who was behind him, hurriedly took it and put it on the bamboo slips piled up on the right side.

He took another scroll from the left side and said, "I heard that you have practiced a stunt called 'Ten Steps Lore', do you want to give it a try, the distance between you and Lone is just ten steps." ”

The nameless pupils shrank slightly, he had never said this to anyone, but Yingzheng knew it clearly, how did he know, did he really have the ability to understand it.

"Lone doesn't have the ability to understand other people's thoughts, and there are really not many things in the world that want to hide from Lonely. ”

Nameless bent down and bowed: "Nameless is here to find a way to live for the two of them." ”

Ying Zheng said lightly: "Why should I promise you?"

Nameless said: "With the merits of his subordinates and the secrets of the Seven Nights of Canglong." ”

"What if you don't say yes?"

Nameless still said calmly: "Then Nameless wants to give it a try, and exchange the Lord's life for their life." ”

Ying Zheng's right hand that was writing on the bamboo slip stopped, put the brush on the pen rest, looked up at Nameless, his eyes were calm and waveless, I don't know what Nameless saw from Ying Zheng's eyes as deep as black Tan, and he was so frightened that he took a step back, and suddenly sweated profusely.

What kind of eyes are they, like gods and demons, despising the common people in the world, and containing the meaning of all people, complex and opposite, but so natural.

Ying Zheng slowly got up and walked towards the door, and the two of them felt a vast momentum like a flood, and rushed towards the two of them.

They were like a boat sailing on the sea, and the sky that was still calm was stormy and thunderstormy, and the sea was also turbulent, so that the two of them were not frightened.

Ying Zheng stepped out of the palace gate and said lightly: "You are the third person who dares to threaten Gu, the first is the previous leader of the Yin and Yang family, he died a painful death, and the second is the Korean general Ji Wuye, who has now become an extremely sharp sword of killing, as for you, ......"

Nameless has endured countless hardships and hardships, but he has survived strongly. Ying Zheng's anger is the most terrifying, and the fear faced by Nameless at this time is beyond human bearing, like a colicy when a sword is inserted into the heart.

"The sword in the lone hand does not need emotion, so not only will you die, but she will also die. ”

Nameless insisted, his face became pale and bloodless, Ying Zheng's waist was lowered by one point with every step, and now he has bowed ninety degrees.

"How many times has she performed tasks for Daqin, fighting for life and death, why can't the king be merciful and let her live, she just wants to live a normal life. ”

Nameless no longer has his previous elegance, and said indifferently, with a pleading tone.

Ying Zheng came to his side, looked up at the starry sky with the stars, and said calmly: "Lone is a king, not a saint, nor a virgin. The mercy of the lonely is only for the lonely people. ”

Nameless's pupils dilated, and he fell to the ground, lifeless.

The shadow wind next to him watched all this very calmly, and when he saw Nameless falling to the ground and dying, he bowed to Ying Zheng and said, "Ask King Qin to allow my family to reunite." ”

"Yes"

Ying Zheng's voice is still so approachable.

After the shadow wind bowed, he never got up again.

Ying Zheng stood in front of the study hall, his left hand behind him, his crown clothes fluttering in the wind, and the majesty of the emperor was fully displayed.

He said, "Where is the crow?"

A black-clothed ink crow appeared behind Ying Zheng, bowed down and said, "Here!"

"You know what to do, right?"

"Ink Raven understands. With that, he bent down and picked up Shadowwind's corpse, turning into a flock of crows and flying towards the outside of the palace.

Ying Zheng turned back to the study, and when he stepped into the temple door, a voice sounded.

"Thick burial. ”

Zhang Han appeared next to Nameless at some point, and bent down when he heard Ying Zheng's words.

"No"

Ying Zheng returned to the study, and the door of the study hall closed automatically again.

"Pass on Zhao Gao. Ying Zheng's voice came from the study.

"No"

Another voice rang out, and a dark shadow disappeared outside the study.

Outside Xianyang City, in a forest, above the treetops, Zhao Feixue sat there stunned.

At this time, a group of crows flew in from the north, gathered on the treetops opposite Zhao Feixue, gathered together, and became a person-ink crow.

Zhao Xue saw the shadow wind in Mo Crow's arms, and her eyes were full of self-blame. The ink crow threw Shadow Wind's corpse at Zhao Feixue, Zhao Feixue got up, took it gently, and put it in front of him, extremely gentle, for fear of disturbing Shadow Wind's deep sleep.

Looking at Shadow Wind's pale and cold face, Zhao Feixue's tears flowed uncontrollably and dripped down Shadow Wind's face.

The crow stood above the treetops, his eyes showing a hint of helplessness and sentimentality.

Zhao Feixue thoughtfully sorted out some messy hair and robes for Ying Feng, and said, "He likes to write and practice swords in a quiet place the most. ”

The crow nodded, "Okay." ”

Zhao Feixue glanced at Mo Crow, said thank you, stroked her abdomen lovingly with her right hand, and said, "Pity my unborn Nian'er, it's my mother who is sorry for you and your father." ”

After finishing speaking, he lay next to Shadow Wind's corpse, just looked at Shadow Wind's side face, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, put his hand on Shadow Wind, and slowly closed his eyes.

The crow looked up to the sky and sighed.

"These are troubled times. ”

After that, he returned to the extremely cold ink crow and said coldly, "Come out." ”

More than a dozen figures appeared around the crow, came to the crow, bent down and saluted, "I've seen Lord Crow." ”

"Let's go, find them a quiet place. ”

"No"

Mo Crow and the others flew into the distance with the corpses of the two Shadow Wind.

A figure in white appeared at some point, standing on the 'bed', watching the direction of their departure.

Seeing that the crow and his party disappeared from sight, this person turned away with a spear on his back.

"Compared with Qin Zhao's grievances and the peace of the world, this is the only choice I can choose. ”

A voice echoed here.

Zhao Gao received Yingzheng's order, hurriedly rushed to the study of Xianyang Palace, came to the outside of the study, and said: "Your Majesty, come to the king's order." ”

Ying Zheng didn't let him enter the study, but a voice came out: "Lone's sword doesn't need to have its own ideas, since it has it, then Lone will change it." Lone had given her a chance, and everything was her choice, to bring her daughter back. ”。

Zhao Gao's heart shook and he didn't let him go into the study, which was Yingzheng's dissatisfaction with him, and he bent down and saluted: "The slave will personally bring people forward." ”

After speaking, he didn't see a voice coming out of the room, knowing that Yingzheng was acquiescing, Zhao Gao saluted respectfully and slowly retreated.