After nodding with satisfaction, he looked at the lonely moon in the sky:

"Third son, you have been a teacher a year ago.

I, Gai Nie, don't deserve to be your sword teacher anymore.

Let's call each other brothers. ”

The third prince won the sky and looked up at Gai Nie, the first swordsman of the Qin State under the moon.

The Guy Who Covers the Nie.

Dressed in a blue and white tight-fitting robe, light and unassuming.

The ink blue cloak is agitated with the wind, making it even more graceful.

The hair crown, arm guards, and belts are shiny and slightly valuable, which are given by the third son.

In front of him is a twenty-five-year-old Gai Nie, with capable short hair, a handsome face, and a pair of bright eyes, flashing with the youth of his youth, arrogant and cold.

The temperament is calm and calm, and the situation is calm.

The division is out of the Ghost Valley, and the swordsmanship is superb, known as the first swordsman in the world, and enjoys the name of "Sword Saint" on the rivers and lakes.

He is also the swordsmanship teacher of the third son.

"If you are a teacher for one day, you will be a teacher for life.

Why not be a teacher and a friend? ”

Gai Nie Wan'er smiled:

"The third prince was born casual, not as proud as those noble kings and grandsons.

No arrogance, no arrogance!

It's a few points higher than someone else!

As for the name, brother, you can do whatever you want. ”

The third son Yingtian took a new wine bottle.

Poured full of turbid wine and threw it towards the cold Gai Nie on the eaves.

Gai Nie grabbed it casually, and the third son Yingtian picked up his wine bottle.

Drinks for two:

"Master.

Cut off the enemy's eyes.

Kill a way out for tens of thousands of people in Xianyang!

It's up to you. ”

"Good brother, for the sake of the people of Qin to avoid being slaughtered.

This will not fail in its mission! ”

"Drink this cup!"

The third prince Yingtian and Gai Nie drank the wine in the cup.

Everybody can see it.

The third prince wins the sky and loves Gai Nie very much.

The rest of them don't matter, they are all subordinates.

Only let the Tianzi-level killer of Luo Wang be very jealous.

A glass of turbid wine is happy.

(At this time, Gai Nie is the Nine Songs of Tianxing, the young Gai Nie.) ）

The third prince wins the sky and is a disciple of the Mo family in front of him.

In the rear is the snare killer.

Sweep away the previous decline and loneliness.

He slammed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground.

Bang dang!

Everyone looked at the high-spirited third son to win the sky.

"Then please, everyone!"

The disciples of the Mo family said in unison:

"Dancing on Fire!

Death doesn't spin! ”

The killers of the net all say:

"Obey the Lord's orders!"

The third prince Yingtian looked at Master Ban and ordered:

"Master Ban, you take some of the disciples of the Zimen to set up the organs at the West City Gate."

"No."

The third son, Yingtian, picked up the pen and ink and wrote the edict of the city lord on the book.

Leave it to Master Ban.

Master Ban took some of the disciples of Zimen to the west gate of Xianyang to set up the organs with the edict of the city lord.

Prepare for the performance of the three sons to win the sky and tomorrow, and the withdrawal of 80,000 Xianyang people from Xianyang.

Then he looked at the occultist and the gaigne, and ordered:

"Lead the snare killer in the Qin State.

Immediately destroy the 4,000 ambushes hidden in the dense forest halfway between Yongcheng and Xianyang. ”

"No."

Finally, look at the startled salamander:

"You stay, and the disciples of Yinmen stay."

"No!"

The snare killer covered the sun, and the first swordsman of the Qin State disappeared into the night.

Now that Mozi's order to win the sky has been almost conveyed.

The dozens of divine beasts that flew down in the city lord's mansion were activated by the disciples of the Mo family.

Fly again.

At this moment, there were only more than 30 people left in the courtyard with the startled salamander and some disciples of the Yinmen Mo family.

The third son, Yingtian, took out a map from his sleeve and handed it to the salamander.

Whispered commands:

"This map is a map of Xianyang.

The red dot marked on the map is the granary that this son secretly purchased in his early years.

There were 90 million stone of grain in it.

You will take the disciples of the Mo family Yinmen to the granary to prepare the grain that 80,000 Xianyang people will eat for ten days.

Do you understand? ”

The startled salamander was flattered by such an important and secret thing.

The third son Yingtian was handed over to her alone.

That means that I trust her the most.

The face is shy and happy, but under the joy of the heart, there is a wave of shock:

I know that the third prince is the master of the net.

It's the Mo gentleman again.

There are 30,000 Xuanjia troops under his command.

It's just that I didn't expect that there was still so much food in my hands.

How many untold secrets are there behind the third son winning the sky?

The third prince Yingtian looked at the disciples of the Mo family again:

"Do you have a way to calculate how much food 80,000 Xianyang people eat in ten days?

And how to move grain from a secret special granary to the middle of Xianyang in one hour? ”

The disciples of the Mo family arched their hands and replied:

"Mozi.

There were also several disciples of the Choumen who came here.

They landed somewhere else in Xianyang.

They have recently developed a mechanism for handling heavy loads.

His name is Wood Ox Flowing Horse.

They were all disassembled and brought by them on the Divine Beast Xuanniao Trap Beast.

Leave these matters to us and some of the ugly disciples. ”

"Good!

Next, listen to the command of the salamander girl.

Within an hour.

This son wants to see enough food for 80,000 Xianyang people in the middle of Xianyang.

Go ahead. ”

"No."

Some of the disciples of the Mo family went to find it under the leadership of the startling salamander.

The third son, Yingtian, was placed in a secret special granary in Xianyang.

The third prince Yingtian sat back in front of the piano case.

I poured myself a bottle of cloudy wine.

After adjusting the strings, I closed my eyes and indulged in the enjoyment of playing the piano song called "The World Returns".

The sound of the piano is sometimes domineering, sometimes cold, sometimes lonely, sometimes majestic.

It shows the heart of the third son at the moment.

Outside the city of Xianyang.

The originally quiet Zhao State military camp instantly became agitated.

"Look, everyone!

There are Xuanniao flying out of Xianyang City! ”

"Nonsense!

It's clearly a phoenix! ”

"I don't have eyesight, no.

You're just a little older.

Have you ever seen a phoenix?

That's clearly a blue bird! ”

Countless soldiers of the Zhao State gathered around and looked up.

Whisper.

Xuanniao, the totem of the Shang Dynasty.

The ancients called the Divine Destiny Xuanniao, and descended to give birth to business.

Phoenix, the totem of the Zhou Dynasty.

The ancients called Fengming Qishan, and the Zhou Dynasty was unified.

The blue bird, the totem of the Qin State.

Now it is flying out of Xianyang.

Such a vision instantly attracted Lian Po, the commander of the Zhao army.

A majestic veteran drove a frame.

The windows on the left and right sides of the frame are lifted from the inside.

The faces of two old men were revealed.

It was a few days ago that he secretly entered from Hangu Pass.

Watch the fall of the Qin State of Wei Xinling Jun Wei Wuji, and the Zhao State Plain Jun Zhao Sheng.

The three of them looked at the huge strange birds that flew up and disappeared from time to time in Xianyang.

Xinling Jun Wei Wuji and Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng were shocked:

"Where a nation rises and is united.

There will be a vision in heaven!

The former is destined to be a bird, and he descends to give birth to business.

The latter Fengming Qishan, the Zhou Dynasty was unified.

However, right now, the Qin State actually ......"

Wei Wuji, who was in the middle of the wind, looked at Zhao Sheng, the same shocked Plains Monarch.

"The blue bird is the totem of the Qin Kingdom.

At this time of crisis, the time of the destruction of the country.

The blue bird flies out, God bless Qin Guohu? ”

Lian Po squinted his eyes and watched for a long time.

Because it's night.

Even with moonshine.

Those huge strange birds flew too high.

I can't see it too clearly.

Purple Pen Literature