The emperor was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, wearing a flat crown and standing on the steps at the entrance of the Jinluan Palace, looking down on the people at the foot of the thirty-nine steps.

The person in the wheelchair looked up at Xiao Zhe on the thirty-nine steps, his white hair looked even whiter against the backdrop of the Ping Tian crown, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a murderous smile and called:

"Little San, I haven't seen you for a long time, how can you age so fast."

"Your Majesty, no." When Gonggong Fu saw that the emperor was going down, he immediately opened his mouth to stop him.

The emperor waved his sleeves, dragged the skirt one by one, slowly walked to the man, and looked down at him, although he had a crippled leg, he could still see the high-spirited appearance in the past.

He used to be the object of his admiration, the role model he constantly pursued, and the big brother he respected the most.

He is Xiao Ji, the famous King of Qin, a legend and a taboo.

He used to be so high-spirited, and every time he put on armor, people couldn't help but look up.

He is the eldest son of the Xiao family and the most capable person to inherit the throne.

However, he not only betrayed the Xiao family and the Jin Kingdom, but also intended to destroy the Xiao family......

"It's not enough for you to kill the Yuan family, you also want to destroy our Xiao family?" The emperor's expression was flat, but he had been in a high position for a long time, with an invisible coercion on his body, and even his white hair was shining with the light of a superior.

Twenty years ago, he made an agreement with him, and he would remain incognito and not ask about the world, on the condition that Hao'er be.

Fifteen years ago, he ruined the agreement for the first time, killing three hundred and six lives of the Yuan family overnight, and bloodbathing the Yuan Mansion.

Now, fifteen years later, he broke the agreement for the second time......

Xiao Ji is still Xiao Ji, the Xiao Ji who uses soldiers like a god and a clever plan, and the Xiao Ji who he can't reach.

The man in the wheelchair brushed his cuffs, which were embroidered with dragon patterns in gold wire, a great contempt for the royal family.

"Ruined?" Xiao Yi chuckled, "If it is my emperor's country, how can this king be willing to destroy it." ”

The emperor frowned slightly, and his eyes were deep.

Xiao Yi raised his eyes, there was a thick ridicule in his eyes, his smile sank, and he said coldly: "But he is not, since he is not, what if it is ruined." ”

Then he smiled again, and looked up at the old man in front of him.

"Little San, this country was destroyed in your hands, I don't know if my father will regret his decision when he finds out."

The emperor's face was serious, staring at the person in front of him, and a deep voice came from his throat: "I want to return the throne to you, but you don't want it." ”

"What this king wants, why should anyone give him charity?" Xiao Yi smiled coldly, "Only when you grab it is really your own." ”

A dagger came out quickly.

The emperor immediately turned sideways to avoid it, and the dagger cut through the dragon robe and broke the dragon head.

"Yo, looking old, my skills are still there." Xiao Ji smiled in his voice, as if he was saying that today's lunch tasted good.

The two looked at each other at the foot of the stone steps, but not far away were the Praetorian Guards and the men in black fighting to the death, blood staining the floor tiles and red snow.

"If you make your son prince, you should know that this king will not give up." Xiao Ji held the dagger and looked at the sharp blade, "Although this king doesn't want this throne, you should pass it on to Hao'er." How can the children who passed it on to this king and Yaoyao can pass it on to you and Yaoyao. ”

The emperor's eyes were deep, his expression was serious, he sneered, his eyes fell on Xiao Ji's body, and he said lightly: "Xiao Yi, I treat Hao'er well, not because of you, don't think I'm afraid of you." ”

"Really? King Jing is in Kyoto, King Qi is in Luhe, and King Chen is in the Northern Desert ......"

"If you move Xiao Wu, Hao'er won't give up with you." There was anger in the emperor's eyes, the person in front of him had changed since he came back from that expedition twenty-six years ago, he had become murderous, he had become terrifying, and he was no longer the original big brother.

Xiao Ji laughed twice, then snorted coldly and said, "This king is waiting for Hao'er to kill this king with a sword." ”

Raising his hand, the old man behind Xiao Ji let go of his hand and slowly walked towards Xiao Zhe.

Xiao Zhe jumped a few meters, waved his hand, and a large number of soldiers poured out of the main hall, surrounding Xiao Zhe, on the high wall, the archers also rushed out, the arrow was on the string, as long as an order was given, the arrow could shoot through Xiao Ji's body and shoot him into a hornet's nest.

Xiao Ji was not nervous at all, played with the dagger in his hand, and looked at Xiao Zhe with a sneer: "Three days." ”

looked at Xiao Zhe's frowning brows.

"As long as this king doesn't go back for three days, it's not as simple as the Three Kingdoms fighting a Jin Kingdom."

Xiao Ji said as he held the dagger to his chest strokes.

Xiao Zhe was so angry that his teeth itched.

"This king handed over Hao'er and Yaoyao to you to help take care of them, Hao'er succumbed to the sluts, Yaoyao was defiled by you and died tragically in the harem." Xiao Yi's fingertips slid across the blade of the dagger, and blood immediately oozed from his fingertips, bright red and beautiful, "The battle in the north, the sea in the south, the epidemic in the middle, Xiao San, you are not worthy of virtue, and the heavens can't stand it." ”

"You said that the father of this country passed on to this king, how good it is to let the Jin Kingdom unify the country, my father is an old old-fashioned, because he is afraid that this king will expel this king, and pass on the throne to you." Xiao Ji laughed coldly, "Now it seems that this king has this ability, even if he is not the emperor of a country, he can play with all countries in the palm of his hand." ”

After a pause, the dagger in his hand was raised, the firelight flashed, a cold light flew in front of him, the dagger in his hand was broken from the middle, and a dagger with cold light was fixed on the stone pillar not far away.

Xiao Yi frowned, rolled the wheels on both sides of the wheelchair, and looked sideways.

Xiao Yanhao, who should have been on the front line, stood not far away and looked at him with a sneer.

The handsome eyebrows, the deep eyes, the high bridge of the nose, and the unstained lips were all glowing with coldness, and even the smile that usually hung on the corners of the mouth was full of contempt and mockery.

A pair of arrogant phoenix eyes with the domineering spirit of a king who reigns over the world, and the whole person is a natural king.

Standing there, it's chilling.

Xiao Yi's smile bloomed, and he looked at Xiao Yanhao's eyes with appreciation and a smile: "Hao'er is back." ”

Xiao Yanhao slowly walked in front of Xiao Ji and looked at him in the wheelchair condescendingly, with no joy in his eyes, let alone a smile: "You are really alive." ”

Xiao Yi smiled: "Naturally, he is still alive." ”

Suddenly, a sword hung around his neck, and Xiao Ji didn't even blink his eyelashes, as if it was just a non-lethal stick around his neck.

The old man quickly took out a dagger and hit Xiao Yanhao's neck.

Xiao Yanhao didn't blink, he looked at Xiao Ji coldly, looking at the dazzling smile on his lips.

"Let me ask you, was it you who was assassinated that day?" Xiao Yanhao's sword was a little deeper, cutting through Xiao Ji's neck, and blood oozed out.

Xiao Ji touched his chin: "There are too many people assassinated by this king, Hao'er wants to know which one?" ”

"Zhao family!"