Nan Qiyun finally saw the face of the black shadow clearly. He thought quickly in his mind about this familiar appearance that seemed to have been seen somewhere. The image flashed through his mind, and he suddenly understood.

Gong Xuan, a survivor of the District 13 incident. This person mysteriously disappeared during the rescue of him by government forces, and his whereabouts have been unknown since then. Here and now, he stood in front of Yingzheng.

Nan Qiyun shot at Gong Xuan without hesitation. The bullet hit the ground, sending up white smoke. Gong Xuan flashed the sweeping fire.

Nan Qiyun jumped down from the top of the palace. He couldn't scruple too much, even if he didn't know exactly what the consequences would be if he did so, whether forcibly revealing his identity as an outsider in this era would have a bad effect, what kind of impact it would have, and what the degree of violation and destruction of the rules of time and space would reach, he couldn't think about it anymore.

Although I don't know what means Gong Xuan used to follow his group to this place in this era, there is no doubt that for the rules of time and space in this world, he, like the four people on his side, belong to outsiders who should not be "rejected", and what he is doing now will likely cause great damage to the entire long river of time and space. Then the consequences will be irreversible, and the entire history will be seriously distorted and changed in the following trajectory.

Then the world you come from, the things you hope to save and protect, will completely dissipate because of this.

He stood in front of Ying Zheng, and the other three team members behind him also jumped down, and Chu Han grabbed Ying Zheng's imperial robe.

"Let's go." He forcibly dragged Yingzheng and walked towards the palace.

Gong Xuan got up from the ground, and he looked at Nan Qiyun. Nan Qiyun noticed the deathly grayish white in his pupils.

Infected person.

He rushed towards Nan Qiyun, dodging all the fire that came at him with incredible speed. He rushed straight in front of Nan Qiyun and kicked it horizontally with his right foot, and Nan Qiyun subconsciously put the gun across his chest.

The huge impact force shook Nan Qiyun back a few meters away. The gun in his hand was thrown to the pillar of the palace beside him, and it was cut in two. He was amazed at Gong Xuan's tremendous strength and speed that had skyrocketed after being infected. Gong Xuan didn't give him time to breathe, his figure flashed, and he swooped down on Nan Qiyun again.

Nan Qiyun retreated quickly, using the columns of the palace beside him to constantly provide cover for himself, dodging Gong Xuan's attack.

He was secretly glad for the silence outside the palace, even under such a big movement, as long as he successfully protected Yingzheng and did not come into contact with too many unrelated people, then he might be able to minimize the consequences of violating the rules of time and space.

Gong Xuan chased after him.

Nan Qiyun turned around. He saw Gong Xuan pull out the dagger between his legs and stab it straight into his chest. There was no time to dodge the blow again.

Looking at the cold light of the blade that was getting closer and closer, he tried to calm himself.

The cold light gradually approached his chest, and he suddenly dodged, the blade avoided his chest, and the moment he stabbed into his left arm, he pulled out the pistol hidden at his waist. The warm blood flowed through his mouth, and the bullet passed through Gong Xuan's neck, and then shot out, hitting the pillar on the side of Gong Xuan's side.

Gong Xuan lay on the ground. Nan Qiyun slowly pulled out the dagger that had pierced into his left arm. The wound was not very deep, it was only pierced to a depth of about half a centimeter, and there was a faint wisp of black gas coming out of the wound, and he didn't pay attention.

Gong Xuan's figure slowly began to become illusory. The outsider died in a world that shouldn't have belonged to him. The final fate of the corpse, Nan Qiyun didn't know, he could only congratulate himself on being the one who survived.

He sent a message of safety to Chu Han. Walk towards the inside of the palace.

He secretly sighed at the extravagance and magnificence of the emperor's bedroom.

Ying Zheng sat on a high dragon throne in the palace. Nan Qiyun didn't expect that he would design his bedroom to look like when he was in the last dynasty. Every night he sat on the dragon chair and looked at the empty hall below.

This is the loneliness that belongs to a generation of emperors.

Chu Han and the three of them stood in the main hall, looking at Yingzheng who was sitting silently on the dragon chair.

Han first saw the figure of Nan Qiyun entering the main hall, and he noticed the wound on Nan Qiyun's left arm. "Hurt?"

Nan Qiyun nodded. "Out of the way."

His gaze at Yingzheng above the dragon throne. It was full of incomprehension and doubt, but it still carried the supreme majesty of the emperor's eyes. He noticed that there seemed to be a faint black gas surging on the dragon chair where Ying Zheng was sitting.

"Who?" He asked the same question, in the same tone.

Outside the dormitory, a large number of figures finally began to move around. A eunuch hurriedly ran in, and when he saw the four of Nan Qiyun, his eyes showed great surprise.

"Your Majesty."

"Biography, from now on, no one is allowed to enter my dormitory." Ying Zheng interrupted him. "Tell them that I want to be alone for a while."

The eunuch hurried out again.

Ying Zheng looked at the four people in front of him who seemed to him to be extremely strange in terms of clothing, words and deeds, and kept thinking about what he was going to say next, and he thought of the words that the star official said when he met him overnight.

"My historian observed the stars yesterday, and he said that there will be great chaos in the eastern tour recently, and there will be people from the future of my eternal life to come to see me." He was clearly still incredulous at what the historian had said. "But so?"

Nan Qiyun hesitated for a moment, and he looked at the other three people. Observing the sky at night has always been considered a superstitious activity, but this time, it is surprising that Yingzheng's Taishi was able to observe anomalies from the stars and deduce everything that might happen next, and it was basically in line with the facts.

He thought about it again.

"As Your Majesty said." Five words, he used an extremely slow tone, extremely clear words, word by word.

Suddenly, the members of his group hastily exposed their whereabouts in order to rescue the emperor in front of them without preparation, considering that the rules of time and space have been violated to a certain extent, what will happen to these people next, I don't know, and in the last backtracking operation, the "rejection" reaction generated by time and space has gradually begun to occur, so this is likely to be the only time that the four of them in their group have met the supreme ruler of this dynasty at such a close distance. Therefore, when Ying Zheng was already psychologically prepared, Nan Qiyun directly confessed the identity of his group.

He carefully looked at the four of Nan Qiyun.

"The people of the future, how to say to me." He suddenly asked this question, and his keen eyes looked at Nan Qiyun.

Nan Qiyun raised his head, thinking about the books he had read about this period of history.

"An emperor through the ages, a tyrant without a way." He replied.

Indeed, in the history books, people's evaluations of this emperor have always been divided into positive and negative, affirming his greatness but also denying his brutality in governing the world.

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment. He burst out laughing.

"Well, it's been a long time since anyone dared to answer my question like that."

He waved his hand to Nan Qiyun and the others. "If you are not a citizen of Great Qin, you don't have to follow the etiquette of Great Qin, and you are free to wait."

When Nan Qiyun looked at Ying Zheng again, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

On the dragon chair, the black qi became thicker and thicker, and it had completely covered Yingzheng's waist. The three people next to him didn't react to this.

Nan Qiyun couldn't help but feel a little strange. It is impossible for three people not to feel such an obvious situation. And Ying Zheng himself seems to be unaware. The appearance of the black qi looks extremely familiar, but for some reason, it seems that he has forgotten some important things, and has memories of what he saw in front of him. Nan Qiyun thought desperately in his mind, but found nothing. But he knew that he should have some knowledge of what he was seeing, and it seemed as if his memory had been quietly deprived of this part of the content invisibly.

"Your Majesty." He thought hard for a long time, and finally spoke.

He looked around in horror. The scene seemed to be momentarily stopped, and everything stopped at this second. The dust fluttering in the air, the candle flames burning in the palace, and the expressions of the three people beside them all stopped at this moment, stagnating in the state of the previous second, standing still.

The emperor on the dragon chair sat there quietly. The black qi in front of him began to surge.

A black hand slowly stretched out from the black qi, and Nan Qiyun saw the black hand slowly approaching Ying Zheng's chest.

He reacted suddenly, raised the gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger.

The moment the bullet left the muzzle, it moved in an extremely slow trajectory in the air. The black hand, like a dagger, slowly pierced into Ying Zheng's chest.

The stagnant time, like a turntable regaining power, began to function normally at that moment. The bullet flew towards Ying Zheng in Nan Qiyun's eyes at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

The bullet pierced straight through Ying Zheng's abdomen and hit the dragon chair behind him. Ying Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood. A black hand peeked out from behind him, blood staining the golden carpet beneath the dragon seat.

In the eyes of the three people beside him, just for this moment, the scene that was normal in the previous second became like this in the next second. They felt incredulous.

Nan Qiyun rushed forward, his eyes full of horror. He suddenly remembered what the black mist represented. That's part of what the "black body" has. He rushed up the steps.

Ying Zheng's pupils began to fade.

Seeing Nan Qiyun rushing in front of him. He stretched out his hand to Nan Qiyun with all his might, and the dragon robe was already stained with blood.

"After the 、、、、、、 of eternity, it is the world of Great Qin." He worked hard to get his questions clear. Wisps of blood came out of the corners of his mouth. His expression was full of anticipation and a hint of unease.

Nan Qiyun's eyes were full of despair, what had just happened was too sudden, and he was not prepared in the slightest, and when he was closest to success, the situation had reversed like this. He sighed, and Ying Zheng's gaze gradually began to drift away. He shook his head. "It's not."

Ying Zheng's eyes showed a little disappointment, and for only a brief moment, the look in his pupils spread.

Nan Qiyun helped him close his eyes.

"Team Leader." Chu Han could not react from these things that happened suddenly, and he saw that the figure of Nan Qiyun, whose clothes were stained with blood on the steps, began to become illusory. Beside him, Han Xian looked at him with a frightened gaze, and Chu Han could see that the figures of him and No. 1 were also like Nan Qiyun, and they began to gradually turn into nothingness.

An overwhelming sense of powerlessness swept through the body. The rules of time and space finally suffered a serious "rejection" reaction to outsiders after suffering a huge destructive impact.

The line of sight began to blur.