The shark-toothed sword plunged into the rubble, and the unparalleled sword intent striking.

Wei Zhuang stood on a boulder beside the road, watching the last enemy in the valley fall, his face grim.

The members of the Reverse Quicksand are scattered among the hollows, looking for members of the Night who may still be alive and delivering the final blow.

The Hundred Poison King walked in front of the boulder step by step, surrounded by many poisonous snakes and poisonous insects.

"Lord Weizhuang, it's all settled."

The quicksand of the night's action had already been known, and Wei Zhuang had arranged manpower in advance and carried out an ambush.

With the departure of Han Fei and Zhang Liang, Wei Zhuang's actions have become much freer, and more plans can be arranged

"Clear the road, I'm going to see what's in there?"

"Yes, Lord Weizhuang!"

In the valley, the Hundred Poison King and the Exorcist have used their means one after another. As the vipers dispersed, the dead members of the night stood up one by one, their eyes hollow, their skin wrinkled, their limbs drooping, and they stepped forward step by step, towards the ruins in front of the valley.

There are a lot of relics traps, and those zombies are the best victims.

The combination of the abilities of the Musou Oni and the Exorcist allows them to quickly create zombie soldiers who are not afraid of sacrifice and charge into battle for the quicksand.

The zombie mounds seem to have touched the hidden mechanism, and the machine makes a sound and arrows fly out. These old but still sharp arrows could have harvested countless lives, but they couldn't stop these zombies from moving.

Wei Zhuang saw it in his eyes, and only heard the words of the Hundred Poison King in his ears.

"Lord Weizhuang, this ruins are very ancient, and there are a lot of miasma, it seems to be a tomb or something like a tomb set up by the princes a long time ago."

Wei Zhuang nodded, his eyes shining a little.

"I'd like to see what's inside?"

.........

Zilanxuan.

The warbler sings and dances, and the sound of the song is endless.

After leaving Xianyang for a long time, the night here has hardly changed, and it is still the same drunken gold fan.

It's just that something has changed after all.

Zilanxuan was originally a branch of Quicksand, responsible for training female assassins and gathering intelligence, and the organizational system had become quite mature compared to when he first came to Xianyang.

Tonight's purple girl was particularly attentive, and after finishing the previous affairs early, she came to the Houhu High Pavilion with wine and food.

At this time, Zi Lanxuan was different from others, and Zi Nu's subordinates had a lot of helpers who could handle daily chores.

Walking on the compound road, there is a sparkling lake under her feet, and the scenery is beautiful, but the purple girl has no heart to appreciate it, and her pace is a little faster.

The sliding door opened, the sound of the piano in her ears was melodious, and the purple girl looked at the young man sitting in the room with joy on her face.

Quietly putting the wine and food on the table, Zi Nu sat next to Zhao Shuang and poured him a glass of wine.

After playing the jade, Zhao Shuang opened his eyes.

"The girl who made the jade has grown a lot in her piano skills."

Through a layer of curtains, Lang Yu stood up and bowed slightly.

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Is the matter over there in South Korea resolved?"

Zi Nu watched Zhao Shuang drink a glass of wine and poured another glass for him.

"Most of them are over, but Weizhuang is still there."

"Isn't the quicksand coming back?"

Zi Nu didn't understand a little, why didn't Wei Zhuang return to Xianyang with the main force of quicksand? You must know that the situation in Guanzhong is quite tense at this moment.

"Wei Zhuang is staring at the night, wanting to swallow them and strengthen the strength of quicksand."

"That's really his usual style." The purple girl smiled, a little helpless about Wei Zhuang, "However, is the strength in your hands now enough to deal with the situation?" ”

Zhao Shuang leaned on the back cushion, leaning his body, very close to the purple girl.

"It's okay!"

In the land of Qin and Chu, the power of the Mo family is already quite strong, enough to confront a weakened net.

At this moment, an eagle chirped in my ears. The purple girl's face changed and she stepped onto the terrace connected to the house. A snow-white Haidongqing landed on the shelf of the training eagle, and the sharp eyes looked at the purple girl, as if he wanted to be rewarded for the long journey.

The purple girl picked up a fish from the side and tossed it gently. Hai Dongqing's sharp eagle beak caught it very skillfully and swallowed it in three or two.

The purple girl took down the copper pipe tied to the eagle's leg and handed it to Zhao Shuang in the room.

Zhao Shuang opened it and looked at it, his face was surprised, and he muttered slightly.

"Thousand Nights!"

"What's that?"

Zi Nu obviously didn't understand, what did the words Zhao Shuang said represent?

"In the midst of their battle with the night, Wei Zhuang and the others obtained an ancient secret recipe, which recorded the secret of a poison. This poison is mixed with the water, and when it is exposed to light, the power is instantly increased by a thousand times, but the poisoned person does not die immediately, but falls into a state of stalemate, and if he does not get the antidote within twelve hours, he will never wake up, and it is called 'the day is right, and the city will be slaughtered'. ”

"So powerful?"

Whether it was Zi Nu or Lang Yu, their faces showed a look of surprise.

"It's just that the production of Yuyu Qianye is extremely troublesome, and if you are not careful, your efforts will be wasted, not only will you spend huge financial resources, but you must also find the right person."

Zhao Shuang looked at this information, and there was not much joy in his heart.

Even if you start making Tsuba Chiya from now, it will take three years. In other words, although this gift is surprising enough, it has no impact on the current situation, and it can be regarded as a surprise at best.

Zhao Shuang destroyed the silk strip in his hand, but there was a sound in his ears again. This voice is very familiar to Zhao Shuang, it should be Bai Feng.

"Lord!"

Bai Feng entered the high loft from the terrace, stood on the edge, and did not continue to advance.

"What?"

"Chang Yu has returned to Taiyuan with the remnants of the net."

"So fast?"

"After Luo Wang was intercepted and killed by the Mo family, he suffered heavy losses. When Chang Yu returned to Taiyuan, there were only a dozen people left around him. ”

After Chang Yu was appointed Marquis of Changxin, Taiyuan County, which originally belonged to Lü Buwei's sphere of influence, became his feudal state.

Taiyuan was once the territory of Zhao, and Zhao Xiangzi's father and son started from Jinyang, the capital of Taiyuan. It's just that the war between Qin and Zhao made this fortified city, which had resisted Zhibo and not fall for three years, once destroyed in the war.

It's just that after the Qin State rebuilt Taiyuan County, the former prosperity returned to that land. This has also become the trump card in Chang Yu's hands.

If you have land, you will have troops and taxes, and you can support such an extremely gold-eating organization as Luowang.

"What's going on?"

"According to the information of the eyeliner planted in advance, Chang Yu's movement is very strange. After he took care of some things, he drove lightly and headed towards Guanzhong. As for the purpose, it is not known. ”

Zhao Shuang smiled, as if he had understood.

"It seems that Chang Yu has understood that his situation is quite dangerous at the moment, and only with the help of others can he get through the crisis for a short time."

"What did the Lord say?"

"How many people can help him in this huge pass?"