Liu Sanqian didn't know how to answer, should he make up a story based on his words, or tell him the truth?

It's been more than 2,000 years, hasn't anyone told him that it's time to wake up from the dream?

When I think about this, some emotions of unknown meaning come to my heart.

The man in front of him is so cruel and tyrannical in the history books, with a strange temperament, although he has merits and demerits, but when people think of Qin Shi Huang, the word "tyrant" will always pop up in their minds first.

Liu Sanqian looked at this man who had dreamed of a thousand years, and felt that he was so pitiful!

Which is more cruel than the killing and harsh government a thousand years ago, or the hope and disillusionment a thousand years later?

The man in the armor said, "Your Majesty, have you forgotten?" Didn't the Wheel King tell ......you when he came to Lishan not long ago?"

"Presumptuous, I'm asking, when will you be allowed to interject?"

The man knelt down, "The minister knows his mistake." ”

Ying Zheng looked at Liu Sanqian again, with an inquiring look in his eyes, "You told me, what life is the son of today?"

Liu Sanqian pondered carefully, and finally said: "Your Majesty, Qin II is about to die." Qin, it's been more than 2,000 years!"

As soon as these words came out, the armored warrior paused, lowered his head and frowned. He suddenly had an expression, which added a bit of popularity.

Ying Zheng was silent and his face was gloomy. His eyes lit up, and anger rose from his heart, "Thou hast the audacity to speak loudly." ”

He staggered a few steps, pointed at Liu Sanqian with a trembling right hand, and his voice was hoarse, "This is a big disrespect, a big disrespect!"

The armored warrior stepped forward, "Your Majesty is angry. ”

Ying Zheng pulled out the samurai's sword, and the sword light flashed, and the glow was ten thousand ways, it was a good sword. He swung his long sword and stabbed at Liu Sanqian.

Liu Sanqian closed his eyes tightly, cold sweat trickled down, only to feel that all thoughts were lost, and the catastrophe was inevitable.

With a "clang", the long sword fell to the ground.

Liu Sanqian opened his eyes and saw that Yingzheng's body was swaying and weak, and he was being supported by the samurai.

"Your Majesty, it's all the minister's fault. It's a minister...... Don't let anyone tell you. ”

Ying Zheng pushed it away, "It's ridiculous, I don't believe it." ”

He muttered to himself, "I don't believe it. ”

"Your Majesty, the ministers deserve death. ”

"Ridiculous, like me, your body has been destroyed for many years, so why should you say that your sin deserves death?"

The samurai still repeated, "The sin of the minister deserves death." ”

Ying Zheng seemed to be asking himself, whispering something, "My Qin, is it really dead for two thousand years?"

The armored warrior looked up at Ying Zheng, "Your Qin has indeed been dead for two thousand years. ”

"Hahahahaha-" Ying Zheng looked up to the sky and screamed, and suddenly the words changed, "Don't you really know when I am here?"

The samurai was surprised, and his phoenix eyes widened.

"I live in seclusion in Lishan, and I don't ask about foreign affairs, so you really don't know about it?"

"The Wheel King came to Lishan to see me, and he couldn't speak, how could he hide it from me with such a clumsy cover-up?"

Ying Zheng sighed, looked at the samurai and shook his head, "The sky is wide, you are really ridiculous and ignorant!"

"Minister......

"What do you want to say, 'The sin of the minister deserves death'?"

The samurai bowed his head, speechless.

Ying Zheng closed his eyes and read the words, "Ah Fang, Ah Fang, the first emperor is dead." This nursery rhyme really fulfilled Qin's fate, it's really ridiculous!"

He paced up in the dormitory, "Do you remember, Tiankuo? In those days, I decreed that anyone who heard this song singing should be killed in the street, disemboweled, and the head of a sinner hung on the wall for three days as an example. ”

Because of this song, a total of 125 people died on the streets, including dozens of children, women and children. ”

"Minister...... Remember. ”

"The moon will rise, the sun will not be there, the first emperor will be harsh, and the Qin State will be destroyed. Why can't I listen to so many words?"

"Your Majesty......"

"Thou hast been by my side for a thousand years. The sky is wide, do you have the answer?"

The samurai lowered his body and couldn't see his expression clearly, "...... minister"

"You don't know, you don't know. He flicked his sleeves, "Thou art the soul of my sword, burned into figurines under my fate, have you ever harbored resentment?"

"Minister...... Not to be outdone. ”

Luo Han was at the gate of the two lives, tearing off the disguise of pretending to be an old man before. He straightened his clothes and opened the door.

A ball of fur suddenly rushed out and collided with Luo Han.

The furball jumped, "Master, master, master, no!"

Luo Han frowned, very displeased.

Yilian stepped forward and poked her head out, "Hey, Marshmallow, what do you mean?"

"Sister Sanqian has been captured by the one from Lishan! Master, go and save her!

"That woman, she ...... again" Luo Han clenched his hands into fists, and his green tendons provoked.

Yilian looked at Luo Han, who was surging with anger, and was worried in her heart, not knowing what to do.

Three thousand, three thousand, you've only been here for a few days, and you count how many times you've been taken away?