- "I want to reign over the world!" When Ying Zheng looked up at the star dome and said this, there was a strange sense of reversal between heaven and earth, and the eyes of the dragon seemed to be looking down on the infinite sky and the stars of Ayara in the night dome.

And when Xu Fu gasped and heard this answer full of imperial energy, he felt a kind of fear of Ying Zheng from the inside out, this man turned out to be far more complicated and deep than he imagined.

It is not an accident that this man can jump out of his careful plan and counter the situation, but it is absolutely inevitable. Ying Zheng's eyes have already seen a place farther than him-the king of the world...... World...... Qin Chu is not the only one in the world! However, this heartfelt fear and solemnity are also the last perception of Xu Fu's life...... In this dead and bloody midnight, Xu Fu's era suddenly ended, and the era of Ying Zheng was gradually kicking off.

The quiet and annoying Xianyang wind was blowing slowly, and Ying Zheng faced the night breeze and walked step by step towards the brightly lit Xianyang Palace. Ying Zheng held the little fox in his left hand, and his right hand surrounded the dark golden halo condensed by the magic blue energy, and the halo flowed and extended into a sword. Then Ying Zheng flicked his hand and threw it lightly, and the golden lightsaber cut through the void and flew out.

The lightsaber pierced through the door gap, piercing the door pin, and the huge main palace door slowly popped open, and the ancient and solemn palace appeared again in Ying, "I am back...... The long-lost Xianyang Palace! Ying Zheng flashed his eyes, and stepped into this long-lost palace with a steady pace, although the lights were dim, he still saw the old emperor sitting on the throne and trembling at a glance.

Ying Zheng stared at his gaze and walked to the old emperor's side step by step, "And you, it's been a long time, my father ......" The old emperor burst out with medicine, and he was already sane and couldn't recognize people, but when he saw Ying Zheng walking to his side, he was trembling and let out two stupid laughs, which were actually just laughing instinctively, without thinking, instinctively.

Ying Zheng also smiled at him, in fact, Ying Zheng had a smile on his face all the time, the king's smile. "What's wrong with him?" Ying Zheng looked at the old emperor's appearance of dying or not, and asked without any emotion. "I should have been overdosed with drugs that destroy my sanity, and now the drug has accumulated, my mind has completely collapsed, and my physiological functions have irreversibly deteriorated, so I am trembling." Bian Que walked behind Ying Zheng at some point, and replied expressionlessly, "No wonder Xu Fu can use the old emperor to issue so many imperial orders...... "Will he die...... He ......" Ying Zheng looked at the old emperor who was trembling on the throne and asked silently. "Yes, he's on the death line now...... It was only a matter of time before he could take his last breath. Bian Que still said expressionlessly, "He may not die tonight, or he may toss for another ten days and a half months...... It's all about creation. "Is that alive?" Ying Zheng continued to ask. "It can't be saved." Bian Que said affirmatively. Ying Zheng's brows unconsciously stretched a little. But ordinary medical officers who don't know the way of medicine and magic will feel that he can still be saved, because they will think that the old emperor is only mentally damaged, and they can't see that the old emperor's mental illness is accumulated on top of the physiological disease...... "Bian Que and "so ......" Bian Que stopped at this "so", did not say anything again, but peeked at Ying Zheng's expression, waiting for him to make a conclusion. “…… A long delay means many hitches. Ying Zheng's eyes showed a little coldness, "It's too embarrassing to be so sick, it's too painful, so let's ...... The Emperor's ...... Rest early. "This simple ......" Bian Que said in a cold voice, and at the same time stretched out a finger and pointed at the old emperor's forehead, "The old emperor has accumulated too many medicinal properties in his body, as long as he uses the magic blue to pull it slightly, the medicinal properties will explode...... He will become the emperor......"

At the end of his words, a few traces of magic blue energy flowed out of Bian Que's fingers, and with a slight lead, the excess medicinal properties in the old emperor's body instantly surged, and then I saw the old emperor's body shake suddenly, and he groaned softly twice and fell asleep forever with his eyes open............ Ying Zheng stretched out his hand, as a son and as a murderer, he should fulfill the etiquette, and blinded the old emperor. At this moment, a scorching brilliance shone out of Ying Zheng's eyes.

Ying Zheng's eyes fell on the Qin Chu jade seal in the hands of the deceased emperor, and he took the heirloom jade seal carved with a cloud dragon from the hands of the emperor with both hands and held it in his hand. At that moment, Ying Zheng's dragon pupils met the double pupils of the cloud dragon on the jade seal, and the four eyes were facing each other, and an inexplicable ancient aura was surging in Ying Zheng's blood...... It's a legacy! The inheritance of a thousand years of bloodline! The dragon's pupil is the imperial symbol of the Qin Chuying clan, but not everyone has it, not even from generation to generation, only those who have the purest imperial blood can get this inheritance.

In fact, the Qin Chu royal family has not had an inheritance for nearly a thousand years, because there has been no descendant with pure blood and dragon pupils for a thousand years. But now there is - Yingzheng! Ying Zheng held the jade seal tightly, and then turned to face the people in the palace. He threw a lightsaber with one hand, and the blade of the sword slashed, slashing the other half of the lights in the palace, and in an instant, the entire palace became as bright as day. "This day has finally come...... Ying Zheng looked at everyone, his expression was extremely solemn, and his eyes were shining, "A few years ago, I used my time and energy to gather your strength. We have gone through hardships to come to this day because of the same goal that is bound to be achieved - Xu Fu died! "Everyone present has a thousand hatreds for Xu Fu! But hatred brought us together, and finally killed Xu Fu with snow hatred! ”

"Now that he's dead, the road to revenge is over, but we still have a long way to go...... My Imperial Map is about to unfold, and I need your help for a long journey ahead! I know that none of you are willing to be a subordinate, you are all heroes with ideals and pursuits! And what I want to say is that on my long imperial map, each and every one of you can achieve your ambitions! "Miyamoto!" Ying Zheng first pointed his gaze at Miyamoto Musashi, who was isolated in the corner of the palace, and said with a burning gaze, "I know, as a generation of sword saints, you want to reach the peak of martial arts, with me, you can meet more and stronger enemies on my imperial map, they can inspire you to have more fighting spirit and desire to fight, defeat them, you will eventually become the number one in the world!" ”

Miyamoto Musashi didn't speak, just stood resolutely and calmly in place, his right hand subconsciously pressing the hilt of the sword. "Bian Que!" Ying Zheng moved his gaze to Bian Que, who was closest to him, "I know that your comprehension of the Medicine Demon Dao has long surpassed what Xu Fu taught you, and you have even discovered the ancient forbidden art hidden in the Medicine Demon Dao...... You've always wanted to perform the Forbidden Magic, right? You've always wanted to try the mystical forbidden art that uses magic blue and laws to attract heaven and earth, but it requires a lot of tough conditions and huge resources! With me, on my Imperial Map, you can get all the conditions and resources you need, and I can let you perform the forbidden magic that has been sealed for thousands of years! ”

Bian Que, who was standing next to Ying Zheng, heard this paragraph, and his gray-blue face finally showed a little excited expression, and his eyes didn't seem to show a little hotness - "Is the magic forbidden technique?" That is indeed his long-term obsessive pursuit of "Zhong Wuyan!" Ying Zheng moved his gaze to Zhong Wuyan, who was standing at the palace gate with a hammer in his hand, "Of course, I won't forget...... Your simple and practical requirements............ Is the money right? With me, there are countless gold and silver riches on my imperial map, how much do you want? Well? I can promise now that I will promise you the Golden Pavilion Baiyutang in the future! ”

Zhong Wuyan stood at the gate of the palace and kept watch around, suddenly heard Ying Zheng's voice, turned his head, and listened to him finish the series of promises, his face was blocked, but his eyes were also hot. "Finally, Bai Qi!" Ying Zheng finally set his eyes on Bai Qi, who was in the center of the palace and completely armed in the war demon armor, "My brother! I know that your greatest pursuit is to help me achieve my own pursuit. With me, I can't miss you on my imperial map! ”

Bai Qi's face was completely covered by the battle helmet, and the cold steel could not see the slightest movement, but the face hidden under the battle helmet was extremely excited, and the demonic eyes actually flowed out of heat, and when he heard Ying Zheng's sentence "My brother", it was probably the most touching moment since Bai Qi was born.

"You are the only and eternal emperor in my heart! For the sake of His Majesty's imperial picture, Bai Qi must do his best to smear his liver and brain! Bai Qi stared at Yingzheng through the battle helmet eyepieces, and swore to him, words from the bottom of his heart, every word Danqing! After being affirmed by everyone, Ying Zheng glanced at the cloud dragon jade seal in his hand again, and then held it high - "Together with me, open the imperial map, my throne is within the reach of everyone's light!" There was a scorching light flashing in the dragon-like pupils, and Ying Zheng only felt that the wind and clouds between heaven and earth were changing. This day has finally arrived.

As he said, through hatred, he brought such a group of people together, but now that the revenge has been avenged, they have a longer way to go - Yingzheng still needs them. For many people, Xu Fu's death means the end, but for Yingzheng, Xu Fu's death is just the beginning. This absurd and chaotic era created by Xu Fu will eventually become a stepping stone for Ying Zhengyuan's emperor...... At this point, Xu Fu died, the troubles of the imperial court were over, the old emperor had become the first emperor, and Qin Chu's throne needed a new master...... And on this night when everything has not been reported to the kingdom, Yingzheng and his party have established a camp, and the huge imperial map that the dragon's pupils see will slowly unfold! Ying Zheng will face this ancient and huge kingdom, ascend to its only throne, and show off the imperial map!

——At this moment, thousands of miles away in Lingcheng, the 100,000 troops under the name of Ying Zheng are undergoing a decisive battle surrounded by the 300,000 Praetorian Guards sent by Xu Fu. 100,000 people, that is 100,000 people who are at a loss, all their generals have disappeared overnight, leaving them isolated and at a loss. Holding the cold blades in their hands, the 100,000 soldiers only silently recited in their hearts the last "death" order left by the generals before they disappeared.

"Hold on! Be sure to hold on! Each soldier told himself firmly, "The generals must be looking for reinforcements, and as long as we hold on tonight, we will surely turn defeat into victory!" "Hold on! Defeat these enemies, and you will be able to kill Xu Fu!! The 100,000 soldiers almost roared in their hearts. That's right, they are all Xu Fu's enemies, each of them has an unforgettable hatred for Xu Fu, Yingzheng gathered this army, not by money, nor by coercion, but by their true hatred of Xu Fu. Because of hate! They were firmly gathered together by Yingzheng! Because of hate! They have the determination and strength that ordinary soldiers can't reach! Every single one of them wanted to kill Xu Fu! They believe in Ying Zheng, and they believe that Ying Zheng will lead them to cut the first ray of morning light through the clouds, and the figure of dawn will appear at the end of the sky, like a dazzling and gentle curtain, turning over the long silent night of Xianyang Palace.

The light of dawn shines through the window and falls on the woman's delicate face. She opened her wistful eyes, and her dark blue and demonic red pupils looked at the faint purple light in the golden morning light in the sky, intentionally or unintentionally. Mi Yue was actually woken up by the boiling noise in the palace, and in the early hours of the morning, an inexplicable commotion was set off in the peaceful Xianyang Palace, which was very restless, as if something had happened............ Someone ...... coming" Mi Yue frowned slightly, her lips opened slightly, her voice was not loud, but there was a deep noble aura, and as soon as the words fell, the noisy sound outside the palace suddenly fell silent.

"The mother is angry, the slaves and maids are too loud, the slaves and maids are guilty, and the slaves and maids deserve to die." Several palace maids knelt outside the palace and said timidly. "What are you all about?" Mi Yue said weakly, the laziness on her face made her not even in the mood to blame the palace maids who disturbed her dreams. "Returning to Xuanhou Niangniang...... The voices of several palace maids paused for a while, and then said timidly, "Last night, the saint died, and the imperial doctor Xu Fu was killed............ "Huh? Mi Yue's sleepy eyes suddenly woke up, and a shocking cold light came out of her two-colored pupils, she was not surprised by the emperor's death, she knew that under the manipulation of Xu Fu's demon, the emperor's death was a matter of time...... However, Xu Fu's death was too surprising to her, this man who secretly controlled the entire government was so deep that she couldn't guess the strength of the city, but now Xu Fu's death was in front of her, and it happened on the same night as the emperor's death, by the way, if it was last night, she remembered that the battle in Lingcheng also happened at that time...... The overlap of this series of major events made Mi Yue feel a kind of illusion of overlapping dreams for a moment...... In a trance, deep doubts reminded her of one person—and only that person! "Who is it...... Killed the imperial doctor Xu Fu? Mi Yue tried her best to suppress the excitement that poured out of her soul in her voice, in fact, she wanted Xu Fu to die more than anyone else, and she also knew and believed that only that person could kill Xu Fu.

"Returning to Concubine Xuan's mother...... a few palace maids said timidly, "It's the second prince Yingzheng...... Your Highness, he's back......" The blue and demonic red pupils froze for a moment, a long, long moment, in this moment, Miyue's whole person was stagnant, and her eyes were complicated with all kinds of emotions, but in the end, it was just a very shallow smile at the corner of her mouth, like a faint purple light in the morning light of the sky. On this morning, which was as quiet as ever, the supposed tranquility was scattered into powder under the morning light, and the news of the death of the emperor and the death of the imperial physician spread throughout the country in a short time, pushing this harmonious and peaceful world into great shock and turmoil. At the same time, the battle between the two armies in Lingcheng came to an end, and the rebels who lost the command of the supreme general experienced an unexpected fiasco, with more than half of the casualties, and the Imperial City Janissaries with the holy name of the country also paid the price of tens of thousands of lives, the whole war lasted for three days, with more than 200,000 dead and wounded, but at the end of the war, Bai Qi took the emperor to die, the imperial doctor died, and Yingzheng returned to the palace and a series of heavy news returned to the battlefield, and the Imperial City Guards who were still alive on the battlefield were directly commanded, leaving only a corpse like a mountain, A battlefield of rivers of blood.

This big war seems to be like a farce, hundreds of thousands of dead and wounded are just a foil to the great changes in the homeland, and any enemy army and our army are directly included in the banner of Yingzheng in the end...... Because there is only one power camp left in the huge kingdom, Yingzheng, there may still be people to contain him, but there is no second force to oppose him.

(End of chapter)