In the autumn of 210 B.C., eleven years have passed since the first emperor swept away Liuhe and unified the world.

In the past 11 years, the first emperor Yingzheng conquered the Xiongnu in the north and Baiyue in the south, and the empire became increasingly powerful.

However, just last year, a spark fell in the sky over Dongjun, this spark is like fire, and its whereabouts are unpredictable, so it is called "Yingfu".

……

Great Qin's northern frontier, the frontier land.

The mighty and undulating Great Wall starts from Lintao in the west and ends in Liaodong in the east, like a winding and rugged dragon quietly lying on the earth.

The autumn wind is bleak, between the mountains and forests, a Taoist temple appears out of thin air, startling a group of birds.

……

Ying Zheng slowly opened his eyes, and the moment he opened them, his hand touched his waist.

The sword is still there, and Yingzheng's heart is slightly calm.

"Awake?"

Ying Zheng heard the familiar voice.

Ying Zheng looked up and saw that Qingyunzi was still sitting at the table.

Ying Zheng looked at him coldly, and said coldly: "What did Mr. do to me?" ”

When Lu Fengqiu heard this, he smiled slightly, and said, "It's just that Your Majesty has a good night's sleep, but in the next few days, Your Majesty may never sleep as well as you do today." ”

Ying Zheng got up, a cold look appeared on his fair face, and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean, sir?" ”

Lu Fengqiu smiled indifferently and said, "From now on, Your Majesty is no longer the First Emperor, just an ordinary person. ”

……

In the middle of the mountains, above the vast mountain passes.

There were many shirtless laborers cutting down towering trees in the woods, and others were carrying large rocks in pairs.

From time to time, there were reprimands and shouts of scolding in the forest.

It was the overseer of the Qin army in black armor.

In the forest not far away, Ying Zheng and Lu Fengqiu stood side by side.

Ying Zheng also had a trace of doubt in his eyes.

His mind was still echoing Lu Fengqiu's words just now.

It was just that he couldn't believe it.

At this moment, the mournful cry for mercy in front of him pulled Yingzheng's thoughts back.

I saw that in front of me, several soldiers dressed in the black armor of the Qin army were holding long whips and beating a laborer.

The laborer knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but the black-armored soldiers refused to give up and continued to fight.

Ying Zheng's face did not change in the slightest.

At this moment, Lu Fengqiu's voice sounded in his ears.

"From now on, you are not the high-ranking First Emperor Yingzheng, you are just an ordinary person, your name is Qin Ding, seven days later, I will pick you up."

Ying Zheng has not yet reacted.

I felt like I was being pushed hard by a force.

Ying Zheng stumbled and rushed out of the forest.

The soldiers of the Qin army over there saw that someone suddenly broke in, and they all looked towards this side, and one of the supervisors led by them directly shouted coldly: "Where did the thief come from, he dared to trespass on the official army station, come here, arrest him for me, I will interrogate him strictly!" ”

"Yes!"

Several Qin soldiers shouted in unison, and rushed towards Ying Zheng with halberds in hand.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng smiled coldly, and subconsciously pressed his hand on his waist, only to find that his Tianwen Sword was gone!

At this moment, those Qin soldiers had already surrounded them.

The halberd was already pointed at the back of his chest.

Ying Zheng's eyes were full of frost, and he was not chaotic in danger, and shouted in a deep voice: "Bold! Whose subordinates are you? How dare you offend me! Aren't you afraid of punishing your nine clans? ”

"Don't get out of the way yet!"

Those Qin soldiers glanced at each other left and right, and couldn't help laughing.

"It looks quite white, it turned out to be a fool, he actually regarded himself as His Majesty the First Emperor, looking at the clothes he was wearing, it looked like the clothes of the Han Land in the past, he must be a spy!"

At this time, the prison army had already come over, and when the prison army heard Ying Zheng's words, he couldn't help but shout sternly: "Be bold and rebellious!" Dare to pretend to be His Majesty the First Emperor! Someone hold this fang for me! “

When Ying Zheng heard this, he was willing to tie his hands, and directly raised his right arm and directly knocked the halberds of those Qin soldiers away.

Seeing this, the prison soldier shouted: "Dare to resist!" Take it for me! ”

……

Lu Fengqiu stood on the treetops in the distance, watching Ying Zheng fight with the Qin soldiers, and couldn't help but nod secretly, even if he sealed the true qi in his body, Ying Zheng could also single-handedly fight five or six Qin troops with his excellent personal force.

But soon, more than a dozen Qin soldiers quickly joined the battlefield and captured Yingzheng.

……

This time I returned to Xunqin, and the main purpose was to transform Yingzheng.

Let Ying Zheng personally experience the life of the people under a tyranny, this is only the first step.

……

"Call me! Hit hard! ”

"Let's see if he dares to pretend to be His Majesty the First Emperor!"

The overseer sat down on a large rock beside him and shouted fiercely.

Ying Zheng felt the hot pain on his body, and he didn't say a word.

He finally understood where he was now.

That Qingyunzi's previous words, he now understood what he meant.

This is Daqin, but not his Daqin.

After receiving more than 20 lashes, Ying Zheng was forced to join the laborers who built the Great Wall.

Felling trees, moving stones, in addition to work, is to work, almost only when eating every day, can you breathe a sigh of relief.

It's good to get three or four hours of sleep a day.

Ying Zheng's fair face was already dirty, and the clothes on his body had been torn in many places.

One day, two days, three days, four days.

Ying Zheng experienced more and more, became more and more silent, and his eyes were full of cold light.

On the fifth day, some of the laborers fled and were beaten to death.

Ying Zheng saw it in his eyes and didn't say a word.

A revolt was quelled by the Qin army.

Most of the laborers died, and Yingzheng became the corpse bearer, responsible for carrying the bodies of those laborers to the mass grave and throwing them down.

On the sixth day, the rain poured down, and the newly built Great Wall collapsed, revealing white bones, and the laborers turned a blind eye and continued to meet the deadline.

Ying Zheng heard that the prison guards over there were being reprimanded.

"It must be done in 50 days! Otherwise, I'll see you! ”

On the seventh day, after the rain, Yingzheng saw Lu Fengqiu.

Lu Fengqiu looked at Ying Zheng and said, "How?" ”

Ying Zheng's eyes were full of cold light, and he said in a deep voice: "Give me a sword." ”

Lu Fengqiu smiled: "Okay." ”

Tianwen's sword came out of its sheath, the sword flashed, and Ying Zheng only killed one overseer.

……

In the Yuquan Temple, Ying Zheng has changed his clothes, but the scars on his body are still there.

His eyes were sharp, and he looked at Lu Fengqiu opposite.

He said in a deep voice, "What else does the gentleman want me to see?" “

Lu Fengqiu smiled: "Your Majesty wants to see another self?" ”

Ying Zheng's eyes were bright, his breath became more and more restrained, and he said, "Okay." ”

……

Pingyuanjin is one of the important ferries on the ancient Yellow River.

A mighty convoy was heading west along the boulevard.

On the dragon chariot in the center, a middle-aged black-faced man in a black suit was sitting at the desk reviewing the folds.

At this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly felt the chariot stop.

The middle-aged man coughed, and then said in a deep voice, "Xiao Gao, what's the matter?" “

A shrill voice came from outside the chariot.

"Your Majesty, there is a person in front of you!"

"The man spoke falsely...... Say ......."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he frowned and said, "What nonsense! Let's be honest! ”

The shrill voice replied, "That man said, this year the ancestral dragon died!" ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he snorted coldly, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he directly pushed the door of the chariot and stood in front of the chariot.

With a murderous aura on his face, he looked ahead from afar and said, "Xiao Gao! Where is that man! ”

An old man with white hair and dressed in a gorgeous costume hurriedly walked from the side of the chariot, and the old man bowed to the middle-aged man and said, "Your Majesty, that person has already fled!" ”

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and shouted, "Chase me immediately!" Be sure to bring this rebel to justice! ”

"I'm going to put him to death!"

The old man in the fancy clothes bowed down and said, "The slave will do it!" ”

The middle-aged man said again: "Wait, you go and call Meng Yi to me first!" ”

……

On the hill in the distance, Lu Fengqiu and Ying Zheng were looking into the distance, looking at the chariots on the avenue.

Ying Zheng's eyes, which were shrouded in black robes, showed a different color, and he said in a deep voice: "Is that another me?" ”

Lu Fengqiu bowed slightly, and said, "That's right, he is the first emperor of the Great Qin Empire in this world." ”

Ying Zheng said: "There seem to be two extremely domineering auras in his body, and he is a master of the top." ”

Lu Fengqiu looked away from afar and nodded slowly.

Forty years have passed, and Zhao Pan, who fell into an illusion in front of the Sword Solving Stone, has grown into the master of the Great Qin Empire.

And the Qin troops who escorted each other seemed to have internal strength, but some were strong and some were weak.

It seems that in the past forty years, Zhao Pan has not been idle.

Ying Zheng's eyesight is very clever, and his skills are also good, he once followed the sword saint Gai Nie to learn swords, and his martial arts are deeply hidden.

Therefore, Ying Zheng can see that Zhao Pan has two extremely domineering aura.

Lu Fengqiu returned from Northern Xinjiang with Ying Zheng, and met many swordsmen with internal strength along the way, and also heard some news in the past few decades, but when it comes to the Xiaoyao School Palace, it seems that no one has ever heard of it.

This made Lu Fengqiu feel very strange, of course, this may have something to do with the fact that he was asking about some ordinary knights.

As soon as he and Ying Zheng arrived here, they saw that one of them stopped Zhao Pan's honor guard, threw out a piece of jade in front of the team, and shouted three times, "Ancestral dragon is dead this year!" ”

That person had outstanding skills, and he actually had the level of a first-class master, and before those Qin troops could react, they had already fled.

Lu Fengqiu frowned, and saw some clues from that person's body.

Lu Fengqiu and Ying Zheng said, "Follow me." ”

Lu Fengqiu flew out and chased after the man.

When Ying Zheng heard this, his eyes glanced at Zhao Pan on the chariot of the avenue in the distance again, and then followed closely in the direction where Lu Fengqiu flew out.

Lu Fengqiu quickly caught up with the person who had stopped Zhao Pan's convoy earlier.

It was a man in a black suit.

The man looked to be no more than thirty years old, tall, but his appearance was ordinary, but his eyes were very bright.

The man saw Lu Fengqiu descending from the sky and coming directly towards Lu Fengqiu, and a short dagger appeared in his hand, and the cold light flashed.

Without saying a word, he directly launched a fierce offensive against Lu Fengqiu.

Lu Fengqiu smiled indifferently, raised his hand, and the man flew out directly.

"Who are you?"

Lu Fengqiu spoke indifferently.

He could see at a glance that this person, both in terms of his posture and the way he made moves, was exactly the same as Bai Yu'er among the eight sitting disciples he had received in the Xiaoyao Academy Palace in the past.

The man fell to the ground and found that he had been hit by someone and could not move.

He said in a cold voice: "Tyrant lackey, if you want to kill, you will kill, what do you say!" “