"Yes, To-kun." involved in the secret of the legendary Canglong Qisu, the figure did not dare to be careless, and as soon as the shadow turned, it disappeared in front of Concubine Yan.

After sending away the secret agent of the Yin and Yang family, Concubine Yan's complexion, which was originally indifferent and calm, changed, a trace of distress emerged, and her slender jade legs shook slightly.

Ying Ying's waist turned, turned around again, faced Yingzihe, looked at the sleeping young man, and a trace of tenderness emerged.

Syllable!

The slippery jade hand fell on the young man's smooth cheeks, and Concubine Yan slept on the bed again, the jade hand pulled up the silky quilt, and said softly:

"Little pervert, it won't be long before there will be a few more women from my Yin and Yang family around you, you must be very happy then, right?"

In the end, the young woman's head was buried in the young man's bosom, her eyelids were slightly closed, and she fell into a deep sleep after a while.

It didn't take long for the sound of the two of them to breathe in this handsome tent, as if nothing had happened!

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Loulan, the sacrificial hall.

After a day and a night of tossing, the sacrificial hall of Loulan was almost demolished, and the strength of the country was lost.

The old and weak, the women and the children, all settled down under the comfort of the last remaining men.

In the empty hall, the high priest was still dressed in a golden robe, holding a jewel-encrusted scepter in his hand.

But in the eyes of the few maids who fell below, they could clearly feel that they seemed to never be knocked down, and the high priest who was as high as the goddess incarnated in the world, was extremely weak at this moment.

In the sacrificial hall, there is a statue of the Nine Heavens Xuannu carved from white jade.

The skin is white, the standard goose egg face, and the eyes are set with black gemstones, as if they can move.

Between his eyebrows, a little sadness was revealed.

It's as if the goddess Niangniang, who has been worshiped by Loulan for generations, is also feeling sad for everything that happened to Loulan.

"High Priest." The atmosphere in the hall was extremely oppressive, and there was not even the slightest sound. After being silent for a long time, a maid spoke, "I, Loulan, have gone through this battle, and I don't share the sky with the Qin people, and Yingzi and that dog thief still dare to say that they want to marry you, so it's better to kill them now, cut off Yingzihe's dog head, and pay tribute to the compatriots who died tragically!" ”

"Hehehe." When the high priest heard the words of the cronies beside him, he smiled helplessly, and his laughter was full of desolation, "Kill it, what else are we going to kill now?" The best men of the kingdom have died in battle! ”

"With the rest of these old and weak women and children, they can't even break through the camp gate of Yingzihe! What's more, what's the use of killing Yingzihe? ”

"High Priest, what do you mean by that?" Several maids were puzzled.

The high priest turned around, his delicate body trembled, almost completely relying on a scepter in his hand for support, and said with a wry smile: "Don't forget, Yingzihe is the sixth son of Qin Wangzheng, and he has established Wushuang City, with more than 10,000 troops. ”

"Although I don't know why Yingzihe gave up the idea of taking out the Soldier Demon God and Chiyou Sword this time, but Loulan's current strength, if you don't want to destroy the clan, the only choice is to rely on him, don't say that I, Loulan, the last thousands of old and weak women and children, can annihilate Yingzi and the soldiers and horses outside, even if this army is eliminated, he can completely mobilize the army again."

"If we don't want to exterminate the clan, we can only rely on Yingzihe. Otherwise, why do you think he would let us go so easily? ”

In the end, the high priest's expression was so sad that he wanted to weep.

Compared with the seal of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, Loulan's survival can be sacrificed, but compared with Loulan's survival, the honor and disgrace of her high priest can also be sacrificed.

It doesn't matter if it's ruthless or not, it's just whether it's worth it or not!

"You all go down and prepare, three days later, I will go to the Qin army camp and marry the sixth son of Qin Wangzheng."

In the end, the high priest's petite but domineering jade body trembled, and he almost didn't even have the strength to stand firm.

"High Priest." Several cronies exclaimed in unison when they saw that the high priest was really going to sacrifice for Loulan.

The high priest raised a plain hand, waved it, and said, "Don't persuade you anymore, there is no better choice now." ”

In the end, the High Priest's body exuded an emotion called sacrifice.

"But High Priest, I'm really unwilling!" A maid shouted, "The reason why my Loulan has fallen to this point can be said to be completely due to Yingzi He, and now you want to marry him in order to keep Loulan, and my Loulan will still be attached to him." ”

"What's the difference between that and confessing a thief as a father?"

The high priest glanced approvingly at the maid of the water spirit, nodded and said, "Yes, you can understand this, which proves that the hatred is still there." ”

"There is a story in the Central Plains called Lying on Salary and Tasting Courage, in the future, my Loulan will also follow the example of that Yue Wang Goujian!"

"With the help of Yingzihe's power to develop his power, let Loulan rise again, and in the future, Yingzihe must pay the price."

In the end, a cold and ruthless murderous intent crossed through those eyes full of majesty and hatred.

"Yes." All the maids were infected by the high priest and agreed in unison.

A strong hatred was brewing, a terrible murderous intent was permeated, and the hall was filled with a cold murderous aura, which made the originally dense pure and peaceful aura disperse.

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Central Plains, Qin Palace.

Rustle!

It was already late at night, and in the main hall, Qin Wangzheng, who was dressed in a pitch-black dragon robe, was holding a brush in his hand, still correcting the music.

In the hall, except for the supreme lord of the Qin State, there was no one else, even Zhao Gao, who had always been like the shadow of Yingzheng, left.

Sou!

I don't know how long time has passed, a black shadow appeared in front of Ying Zheng, holding a piece of music in both hands.

"Your Majesty, this is a piece sent by General Meng Tian for 800 miles."

"Oh!" Qin Wangzheng was busy with the case all the year round, and his calloused hand stretched out, picked up the chapter, and looked at it at a glance.

"Chiyou's soldier demon god, Chiyou sword." After reading what was written on the white paper, Ying Zheng smiled instead of being angry, and smiled very happily, "I can't imagine that there are such earth-shattering secrets in the small Western Regions." ”

"Your Majesty." The man in black asked with some concern, "Chang Anjun didn't take out the Chiyou Sword and the Soldier Demon God, do you want to take it out?" ”

"No need." Ying Zheng's slender body stood up from the throne, and said indifferently, "A magic sword that controls the master, a soldier and demon god that cannot be checked and balanced, even if you take it out, you can't use it, so let them continue to stay in the Western Regions." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Hearing Ying Zheng say this, the man in black respectfully agreed.

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