"Teacher!"

When Fusu saw the shadow in front of him, his emotions immediately became very excited.

At the beginning, Xu Yi gave Fusu a life-saving sword qi, and also attached a trace of divine consciousness to it.

"I didn't expect this wisp of sword qi to be used, it seems that you should be in danger of life and death, Fusu." Xu Yi said.

"Yes, I was born in the royal family, and I know that the palace is a gladiatorial arena full of intrigue, but unfortunately I don't know it." Fusu looked bitter.

When he returned to Xianyang, a series of events were clearly planned for a long time, all against him, and he was unaware of it.

"What you see now is just a projection of consciousness in my body, and it won't help you much, it will soon dissipate.

But don't be discouraged, do whatever you want, because behind you is still standing me, your teacher. ”

"Xu Yi" comforted, the projection became more and more blurred, and then the consciousness attached to the sword qi suddenly collapsed and disappeared into nothingness.

"Teacher." Fusu's heart was touched.

Finally, I saw the silent Six Sword Slaves lying on the ground, and Fusu went on the road alone.

Who would have thought that the six sword slaves, the sharpest weapons in the net, would actually die in this barren mountain outskirts.

And his father transferred him from Xianyang and sent him to the border pass to fight against the Turks.

Then he went to the border and made a big deal to impress Emperor Qin again.

As for the hatred of Zhao Gao and others, first in his heart, he needs a detailed plan.

All the way to the north, Mobei belongs to the bitter cold land, the climate is severe, sometimes disasters occur, thousands of miles of red land, not a single inch of grass.

This is also the reason why the Mobei Turks often invade the Central Plains, and they can't even guarantee basic survival, so what morality can they talk about?

Wouldn't it be better to start a war and occupy the rich land, money, food, and women?

Fusu walked for two days and two nights, crossed the prairie, and came to the end of Mobei, and now he was hungry and thirsty, and his whole body was sleepy.

As the sun set, the sky gradually darkened, and I could see in the distance that the sun was halfway down.

"It is less than two hundred miles away from General Meng's station.

It's just that with my current physical condition, it seems that I can't hold on anymore. ”

Fusu sat on the grass with his ass on his buttocks, watching the sky gradually darken, and his face was full of gloom.

"Rustle!"

Maybe it was because the whole person was lying on the ground, close to the ground, Fusu actually heard a slight footstep in the distance, and I don't know if there was an auditory hallucination.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, although he is not as good as a real martial arts master.

But it is also clear that auditory hallucinations are not possible.

Slowly sat up, at the end of the sunset, a figure walked in, because the distance was too far, so I couldn't see the human figure clearly.

"I don't know if it's friend or foe!"

Fusu thought to himself, but there was nothing he could do at the moment.

Without food and water, he categorically couldn't survive reaching Meng Tian's army station, so he could only gamble.

As time passed, the atmosphere inexplicably became tense. The figure on the distant horizon was getting closer and closer, and the figure was becoming clearer and clearer.

It was a young man in his twenties, dressed in a fat gray cloth robe.

He had short, lean and messy hair, and his face was expressionless, as if everyone owed him money.

In particular, a pair of dead fish eyes with no emotion, and dark eye circles, are particularly eye-catching.

is obviously dressed in a poor and sour manner, and he doesn't even bother to target this person for robbery, and there is no oil and water to fish.

But the strange thing is that behind this person, he is carrying a quaint, old yellow strange long sword, and the shape is unique.

The young man pulled two horses and approached Fusu step by step under Fusu's gaze.

Approaching, Fusu breathed a sigh of relief, because he didn't feel hostility or murderous presence from this person.

What's more, this person is alone but leads two horses across the desert north, which is worth intriguing.

"Are you Gongzi Fusu?"

The young man approached, put the horse down, and stepped forward and asked.

"It's me, Your Excellency?" Fusu's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his face was calm.

Hearing this, the young man suddenly knelt on one knee, clasped his hands into fists, bowed respectfully, and said:

"Shadow Secret Guard Han Xin meets Childe."

"Shadow Guard? How is it possible to be here? Fusu looked suspicious.

The Shadow Guards and the Nets are both Imperial murder weapons, and they are traceable.

It's just that the Shadow Secret Guard is different from the net, and the Shadow Secret Guard directly obeys the dispatch of Emperor Qin.

"The Shadow Guard is just one of my many identities.

It was Mr. Taichu who calculated that Childe had such a catastrophe, and specially instructed him to wait for Childe here. ”

Han Xin explained, and at the same time secretly looked at the somewhat down-and-out Gongzi Fusu in front of him.

is indeed extraordinary, in prison, but there is no chaos at all, peace in chaos, worthy of that person's favorite candidate.

In this case, maybe his revenge can really be unleashed.

"It was the teacher who arranged for you! Arise and tell me what is going on. Fusu hurriedly asked.

Han Xin stood up and told what had happened between him and Xu Yi before.

Even the secret identity of his peasant disciple was not retained.

"I see, the teacher is really clever, and Fusu admires it in his heart."

Fusu had a look of amazement on his face, he didn't expect that the teacher had actually expected all this.

and have already arranged a retreat for him, and sent nobles to help.

At the same time, Fusu's gaze at Han Xin was also meaningful.

It was the inconspicuous young man in front of him, poor and sour, with a pair of dead fish eyes.

But his true identity is indeed a disciple of the Six Halls, and he is one of the members of the Great Qin Shadow Secret Guard.

You must know that the selection of members of the Shadow Guard is extremely strict, and you can't choose one out of 100.

Thinking of this, Fusu felt that the young man in front of him was not simple, otherwise the teacher would not have sent this person to help him.

"When I am down, Brother Han can come to help me, this kindness will be remembered by Fusu, and we will be called brothers in the future, right?" Fusu said, his face sincere.

When Han Xin heard this, he glanced at Fusu in surprise, feeling flattered in his heart.

He really didn't expect that a prince with such a noble status as Fusu would actually recognize him as a commoner as a brother.

For a while, Han Xinxin was moved, as if he had met a confidant.

In ancient times, there was Bole, and there were thousands of miles of horses! and Guan Bao's friends, Han Xin felt that he seemed to have found the meaning of existence.

However, these complex and pure psychological activities, neither of them showed them on their faces, and they were both calm.

Han Xin is grateful for the kindness of his son, but his status is noble.

Han Xin is just a cloth cloth, how can he stand side by side with him? Han Xin said.

"Brother Han, where is it. The teacher once said that all men are created equal, where is the difference between high and low? Fusu said.

When Han Xin heard this, the eyes of the dead fish bloomed. Where did you think of the dictatorship, tyrannical and domineering son of Emperor Yingzheng of Qin.

There is such a whimsical idea! All men are created equal, how can there be a distinction between high and low?

In this era, who dares to say this, it is simply a great rebellion?

Especially this person is still a royal family with serious birth class division!

As a result, Han Xin's gaze at Fusu became more and more "kind".