Chapter Seventy-Seven: Eight Hundred Princes Are Not as Good as Kings

Time flies, and ten years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Qin, a country standing on the land of Kyushu. In this vast land, there are so many countries like this made up of mortals.

The capital of Qin is full of cities.

"Bai Qing, Lone has already explained according to your wishes. I don't know if you are satisfied with all this that Gu has done?" said a young man in a golden silk robe in Wu'an Mansion.

The candle flame flickered, and the appearance of the person who opened the mouth could be faintly seen. Looking closely at the slender and well-proportioned body, the childish remnants of the face are beginning to show angularity. Standing there quietly, there is an indescribable bearing.

"You did a very good job, King Zhao handed over the Qin State to you is really a very smart choice. In the darkness of the quiet room, such a sentence came from the darkness, and then the degree fell silent.

Outside the palace walls, the sound of mourning can be faintly heard.

"If you do it, you should have killed me. But why didn't you do it? Is it that I'm still scared? Win, it's not like you. After a long time, the man sitting in the dark spoke again.

The candle flame was dimmed, and the faint light reflected the darkest corner of the quiet room in the room.

Dressed in a simple robe that matches the night, a rough bronze fox face hangs on the short gray and purple hair that reaches the eyebrows, and it is impossible to see whether it is a man or a woman.

"White ...... Teacher...... If it weren't for you, how could there be a powerful Qin State today? If not, without you...... How could I be where I am today? The young man named Win spoke, his bright eyes twitching, and he showed a little sadness.

"You also know that everything I have done, including helping you ascend to the throne...... It's just an exchange of interests between each other, each taking what he needs. In the corner of the quiet room, a hoarse voice sounded.

The man with the bronze fox face raised his head slightly, and his dark purple eyes were as deep as an abyss. "But now, I don't need you anymore, I don't need this country anymore...... And you don't need to fear me anymore. ”

There was a clear banter in the hoarse and unpleasant voice.

Every battle will be won, and the winner will kill the "killing god" General Bai?

Is there no last resort, picking leaves to point out the country, and provoking the people behind the cannibalism of the surrounding six countries?

Fear, hatred, awe, sacredness, worship...... When all faith collapses...... Sanctified into grass mustard. He didn't understand that the new king in front of him, who had the power to kill tens of millions of living beings, was a chess piece he had cultivated single-handedly...... Why can you still talk to him here calmly?

"When is the teacher leaving? The new king of Qin was silent for a long time, and changed the topic, obviously not wanting to dwell on that topic anymore.

"I have received your wishes, but I should have been a dead man, so it is better for me to quietly disappear into the dark night. In the darkness of the quiet room, the man with the bronze fox face spoke. Then he stood up and untied the dark robe from his body.

After the person with the bronze fox face took off his gorgeous clothes and changed into the coarse cloth garment worn by ordinary people, he naturally took off the bronze mask.

In the quiet room, there happens to be a bronze mirror.

The face under the mask was reflected in the bronze mirror, and after being glimpsed by the person standing behind, the hands of the new king of Qin began to tremble.

In the bronze mirror, under a short purple-gray hair, there is a face covered with countless twisted scars.

Slowly, the image in the bronze mirror laughed silently. In this dimly lit quiet room, it is like a demon trying to crawl out of hell.

"Alas...... It's kind of funny. After a few years in this mortal world, I almost forgot who I was. ”

After ten years of ups and downs, he has changed from a person who has cultivated to the end of his cultivation to a white general who single-handedly created the foundation of the Qin State.

After ten years of ups and downs, he exhausted his calculations, and with the help of the power of the Qin State, he set foot in the overseas forbidden area and sought the legendary elixir of life.

It's just that no one knows that every battle will be won, and the "killing god" General Bai who kills the winner is just a nobody who even forgot his name. The origin of the surname Bai is a joking name that was ridiculed because of his gray hair.

It's just that no one knows that the elixir of immortality that gave him all his hopes still can't heal the injuries that remain in his body, let alone allow him to return to the path.

You can't cultivate, and you can't break through the innate entrance when you use all the means. In this mortal world, he survived for a long time, and he suffered from frequent amnesia and headaches after being forcibly searched for souls...... His name is Cangxuan.

He often repeats in his mind all the time not to forget the name...... This name, which was used as an outcast, was the source of all this misfortune that he endured.

"Our fate is over. At this point, the world of this Great Qin will be owned by you alone. In the quiet room, the new king of Qin looked at the pile of clothes in front of him and the bronze mask that symbolized his identity, and lost his mind for a long time.

The rooster crowed, and the entire Qin State was still immersed in the grief of the death of the existence in Wu'an Mansion. A Cang Xuan, who was dressed in coarse cloth and looked like a commoner at the lowest level, had quietly left the city.

There is no end to this journey. Only with heaven and earth as the table, and the stars as the candle, until the end of life.

He didn't believe in the destiny of heaven, and tried all his means but still couldn't change the gray trajectory of fate.

He struggled, he despaired, exhausted all his blood and edge in the long years, and grew old in loneliness.

In the glimmer of the morning light, the moat flowed silently behind him.

On the side of the road, where the artemisia grass was overgrown, stood two figures who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Childe, do you still know me?" said a woman in plain clothes. The moment she saw Cangxuan, she laughed happily.

Seeing the peerless woman smiling at him in front of him, Cang Xuan was slightly stunned. He didn't expect to meet this famous kabuki in the Eight Great Fangs of the Qin State Capital here, with excellent medical skills and fame, and a strange woman who moved all countries - Lu Su.

In the old days, he was lucky enough to survive from the sea of heaven. The desperate situation of dying after being swept away by the void storm to the ancestral land of the immortal race was saved by this female healer who hung the pot to help the world.

Later, a lot happened......

Cang Xuan didn't know why the other party was in the land of fireworks. It's just that when he knew the other party's situation, he directly issued an edict and 100,000 gold to eliminate the identity of the other party's art in the Badafang, the most famous fireworks place in the capital of Qin, and restore his freedom, which can be regarded as repaying the grace of saving his life that day.

"I haven't seen you for many years, are you okay with everyone Su?" Cang Xuan looked at the woman in front of him who waved to him and smiled extremely innocently, and returned the salute with a smile.

"In front of Childe, how dare Lu Su call 'everyone'. A hint of discoloration flashed from Lu Su's eyes, and it was natural to hide it when he raised his hand to talk and laugh.

"Ten years have passed, but some old things are just past. Cang Xuan smiled, and the tip of his right finger touched the criss-crossing scars on his face, disapproving.

Those scars were all cut by him.

In the most difficult time in the beginning, he experienced too many encounters and pains that others could not imagine...... Whenever he thought back to that purgatory-like nightmare, he was so sick that he wanted to vomit!

He began to hate the good skin on his body, and he hated his body.

For this reason, he cut off the long purple hair like a waterfall, and destroyed the handsome and bewitching face with his own hands......

Later, he rose from the micro end, put on a cold mask, and climbed to a high position that was difficult for thousands of people to reach behind the scenes.

Cang Xuan came back to his senses, and the corners of his mouth habitually pursed slightly. This good-hearted woman always knows how to take into account the feelings of others. It's just that the other party probably forgot that the maid named Su'er behind him has never been the kind of lord who can have a city and is not angry.

"yes. There is no more ruthless time than this time. Fortunately, I have never lived up to and wronged myself, and I have no regrets in the past few years. Lu Su spoke, still with a smile on his face. "This flower blooms and falls from the season, and no one knows how old it is. I'm tired of the red dust...... I want to find a lover for the rest of my life. ”

"I didn't expect everyone Su to have such an idea. In this way, the eight hundred princes and nobles of the Qin State are still fighting for this 'who will fall into the flowers'. Cang Xuan spoke, with a bit of ridicule.

There are always some people who can make people feel more relatable, and they can easily say everything without scruples. For Cang Xuan, the woman with a peerless face in front of him is such a person.

"You should understand why I came? Qiluo gold dust is like dust, and eight hundred princes are not as good as kings. The smile on Lu Su's face slowly faded, and the calm light of his eyes danced with fiery and fierce colors.

(Tianjin)