It is easy for you to think about it, and accompany you to death.

Zhao Cheng has completely lost his heart to the child.

Ziying stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Cheng up, and the mutual suspicion a few days ago seemed to have never been there.

Cai Wei frowned, she wanted to borrow Ziying's hand to kill Zhao Cheng, but now it seems that it won't work. The good impression of Ziying that just rose in my heart was also swept away.

"Aiqing should settle down first, it's not too late to do it tomorrow." Ziying was relieved, he knew that Liu Bang would not enter the customs so early.

"Then the minister withdrew, and the king rested early." Zhao Cheng saluted again and left with the palace people.

Ziying was satisfied and took advantage of her laziness, "The widow has also returned to the palace, I hope you are still used to living in the harem." ”

Cai Wei looked at the back of Ziying gradually moving away, and her originally lovely face gradually became cold, "This kind of strategy, Lu Buwei seems to have used it back then, and it is really the same." ”

The eunuch beside him looked at Cai Wei in surprise, a white light flashed, and the little eunuch fell in a pool of blood.

Above the roof, a young man's voice came, "I told you a long time ago that Ziying is a descendant of Lu Buwei, and Lingyan is not worthy of being the orthodox Mo family. ”

"Say it's okay to say that it's okay for the child, don't take my master with you." Cai Wei said unhappily, "After so many years, don't you have no way to prove that you are orthodox?" ”

"If the spirit burns dead, isn't my ink orthodox?" The young man smiled, "Your qualifications are not bad, Lingyan just refuses to teach you martial arts, or you still worship me as a teacher, in the end, in fact, we are all the way." ”

"Okay." Cai Wei hugged her shoulders, "Tomorrow, you go to Yaoguan, and help me kill Zhao Cheng first, maybe I'll think about it." ”

"Deal." A dark shadow flashed across the night sky, and the sound disappeared.

"Anyone who is not good for my master will die, you will wait tomorrow to go to the pass to die." Cai Wei closed the door with a cold face, as if nothing had happened.

Ziying drove the carriage back to the dormitory, and the five horses suddenly stopped their hooves.

"Why don't you leave?" Ziying twitched the horse's buttocks, but the horse remained still, gasping for breath in his nose, as if he had encountered something terrible.

Ziying's back was cold, his scalp was numb, and he slowly twisted his neck, and the guards around him stood guard and didn't find anything abnormal, mistakenly thinking that Ziying had temporarily stopped to rest.

"Gollum." Ziying's throat moved slightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva as if he had used all his strength.

"Your Majesty!" Han Tan ran from the front with the guards.

The pressure around the child suddenly disappeared, and he lay straight in the carriage.

"Han... Han Aiqing, what's wrong? Ziying asked weakly.

"Why did the king sweat so much?" Han Tan looked anxious, and wiped Ziying's sweat with his sleeve, "The minister heard that the king accompanied Zhao Cheng to the harem, and he was afraid that he would be unfavorable to the king, so he specially brought troops here." ”

"Zhao Cheng won't hurt me." Ziying smiled, and asked after a while, "Did Han Aiqing notice anything unusual around him when he came?" ”

"Anomalous? This is the Qin Palace, unlikely..."

Han didn't finish talking, thinking that Cai Wei also walked into Ziying's dormitory that day, and almost had a big accident.

"Escort!" Han Tan shouted.

The guards hurriedly guarded the carriage, and the halberds were facing outward.

"There are ministers, and no one dares to move the king." Han Tan looked around vigilantly.

"Han Aiqing, isn't it a little useless to be a widow like this." Ziying smiled bitterly, the person who was about to fight against Liu Xiang was actually scared and sweaty by the enemy who didn't know yet, could it be that he could only have momentum in front of the old man of Chu State.

Han Tan didn't know how to answer.

"Aiqing dodges." Ziying struggled to get out of the carriage, snatched the halberd of the guards on the side, and walked to the open space in front of him, "The widow is the king of Daqin, if you wait for Xiaoxiao to assassinate, even if you come out, the widow guarantees that they will not make a move." ”

There was silence in all directions, and the guards clutched their halberds, not daring to relax a little.

"Why don't you dare to come out? The widow should stay away from them, so that you will not be afraid. Ziying walked farther and farther away from the carriage, and Han Tan wanted to step forward and be glared at by Ziying.

"So what? You're going to come out, aren't you? Could it be that the widow has to strip naked? Ziying's hands loosened, and the halberd fell to the ground.

Immediately following the sound of landing, there was a sound of piercing the air in front of Ziying.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!" Han Tan shouted.

Ziying turned sideways to dodge the attack, and a dark blue flame suddenly ignited on the black cloth, spelling out the word "death".

Han Tan took the guards to check, and let the flames sway, and the black cloth on the ground was intact.

"It's... Ghost fire? Han Tan was shocked, the guards were in a messy footstep, this kind of strange thing frightened them the most.

Ziying smiled disdainfully, this kind of thing would just deceive the ancients, and dare to show it off in front of him.

"The ghost fire is just a trick in front of the widow who is ordered by the sky, look at it!"

Ziying stretched out his hand to touch the black cloth, and his right hand was instantly surrounded by flames.

Han Tan was about to extinguish the fire, but saw that Ziying was unscathed, twisting his wrist at will.

"The king is really a celestial, and he is not afraid of this monster." Han Tan admired.

"Monsters? It can't be called yet, so don't come to the Mo family disciples to get an axe in front of the disciples. Ziying sneered forward.

This is clearly wrapped in white phosphorus with a black cloth, and when the black cloth spreads, the ignition point of white phosphorus is very low, and it will spontaneously combust immediately.

It is only necessary to smear the word "death" with white phosphorus in advance, and there is no difficulty at all.

In ancient times, there were only two kinds of people who could understand this kind of thing, the Jianghu Warlock and the Mo Family.

Jianghu warlocks have been killed by the First Emperor, and those people will not be so bold.

Only the Mo family has this ability and this guts, and the black cloth seems to be hinting at Ziying's identity.

"It was made by the Mo family, you don't have to panic." Ziying said.

"Mo family, Mr. Lingyan?" Han Tan was puzzled, "Why did he do this." ”

"Not my master." Ziying shook her head, "Has Han Aiqing ever heard of 'Confucianism is divided into eight, and Mobei is three' in "Han Feizi"? ”

Han Tan shook his head.

"After the death of Mozi, the Mo family was divided into three factions, Chu Mo, Qi Mo, and Qin Mo, and they were naturally hostile to each other with different ideas. Later, the three inks were unified, and Mr. Lingyan was a giant, but there were always some people who insisted on their own ink and did not recognize Mr. Lingyan. Ziying explained slowly, "The widow worshipped Mr. Lingyan as his teacher, and the people of the original Sanmo were naturally hostile to Daqin, and this matter happened to be after the widow collected the money of the Chu people, Han Aiqing should know which ink it was." ”

"Chu Mo!"