"You go back to Tangmen to prepare first, I will go to Jicheng to get Yaoming's order, before October 20, I will go to Shuzhong, if not, you will decide for yourself." ”

Shui Han sat in the carriage back to Taoyuan, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that what he said was really very chivalrous, and he couldn't help but recall it several times in his mind.

"Do you really want to go to Yandu?"

It was Weaving Dance who was questioned.

Miluo Mirror, Song Liding, Yao Ming Ling, I don't know if it was fate in the dark, he finally got involved with the Eight Kings.

"Go, why not?"

The words were full of confidence, without even a trace of hesitation, just like back then.

"I heard that the royal family of the thistle capital worships the three-legged firebird, and it is rumored that they are the descendants of the fire god Chongquina, maybe this Yaoming order is indeed nothing. ”

Dong Zhilin opened her mouth rarely, as a royal sect, she naturally knew more about this kind of secret.

"Teacher Dong Zhilin, you also like to be nosy?"

At the beginning of the day, his white hair was fluttering, and he joked on the side:

"Heh, I'm not that idle, but I still want to remind you that since you are Taoyuan students, any outing must be approved by Lord Xunzhuang. ”

"Don't worry, it'll be approved. ”

"Why are you so sure, whether it is the Tang Sect or the Yan royal family, these two forces are not what Taoyuan is willing to provoke. ”

Shui Han looked comfortable, took off the little fox on his head and put it in his arms, recalling that he had agreed without hesitation when he proposed to escort the ghost Gu Xun, thinking about it, that little old man is also a person of strong blood.

"I don't know, I just feel it. ”

......

"Approval, of course, is approval. ”

In the Confucian Palace, Xun Guo looked at Dong Zhilin's letter with Qing Yu, and he already understood everything, and his mood was much more comfortable.

"Dad, you just let that Yi Shuihan go like this, if he really enters Jicheng, it is difficult to predict what will happen. ”

Xun Ge asked puzzled.

"Do you know who named him to enter the Pure Land in the first place?"

"Not Wen Zhong?"

"Wen Zhong doesn't have such a big face. ”

"That ......"

"It's the one from the Spirit Temple. ”

"What?"

Xun Ge's heart was shocked, what is the origin of this Yi Shuihan, and he can actually let the person from the Imperial Spirit Hall personally name him.

"And he made me a request. ”

"What requirements?"

"No matter what Yi Shuihan wants to do, let him do it, don't stop him, and don't help him. ”

Xun Ge stopped making a sound, and Xun looked at the peach tree in front of the court, full of melancholy.

In fact, such a privilege, the one who had given it to another person, but that person, has now put on a terrible skull mask and completely embarked on a road of no return.

Five poisons, this is your current name, right, what do you want to do by bothering to take away an ancient book that no one in the world can read......

Qindu, Xianyang Palace.

The lamp burned, and the king lay on the couch.

"What? Song Liding didn't get it back, bastard! cough cough ......"

"Don't be angry, king, be careful of getting angry......"

The beauty lifted up the old Zhaoxiang King who looked like a withered tree, her eyes flowing, gentle like water.

Ying Xi was dressed in black, with black hair, black eyebrows and black eyes, standing on one side, but he didn't say a word for a long time.

"Why don't you speak?"

"I just think it's ridiculous. ”

"Ridiculous, who is ridiculous?"

"You. ”

"You ......"

Old King Zhaoxiang's eyes widened angrily, and the ravines on his face were all crowded together, looking extremely distorted, he couldn't believe that Ying Xi, who had always been very obedient to him like a dog, would say such a thing at this time.

He was also very angry at the same time, because at this moment he finally saw the true face of the nephew in front of him who had endured for so many years, but fortunately, at this time, he was still the king of Qin, as long as he was still the king, it would be easy to make the chaotic minister and thief in front of him disappear.

"Someone!

The boss and the king were hoarse, but no one came.

"Someone, someone, someone is going to rebel......"

It was hoarse again, and no one came.

Ying Xi's eyes were cold, and the weather in July, but the words he said were bitterly cold.

"As the king of a country, you don't think about the great cause of the country, only seek personal pleasure, and even want to seek some illusory method of immortality, you can't be ridiculous, who is ridiculous?"

The eldest king looked at Ying's bustling gaze, and he saw a familiar feeling in his gaze, which was his young self, and that was the gaze of the king who looked down on the world.

It seems that Xianyang Palace, I'm afraid it has long been under his control.

He suddenly had some very complicated emotions, he was very afraid, he was afraid of his own death, he obviously had the best everything in the world, he couldn't just die, and at the same time he hated himself who was afraid of death like this, he was so high-spirited when he was young, he took the lead on the battlefield, he was not afraid of death, he just wanted to lay a piece of his own world for the people of Daqin, and now the times have changed, and he has become an old man who is afraid of death, how sad, how disgusting!

But this disgusting is still no match for the desire to survive after all.

As long as you can survive, what is the importance of dignity?

On that day, the eldest king finally fell to his knees, grabbed his nephew's feet, and prayed to him that he would be able to bypass his life.

"Bustling, bustling, uncle, please let me go, as long as you let me go, I will immediately write an edict and pass it on to you......"

On that day, the king's nephew Ying Xi killed the king with white silk, he looked at the person who twisted like maggots under his hands, remembered what he did that night, and felt that the force in his hand gradually increased.

"You know, I live for this day. ”

On that day, the boss Wang evil came from it, and before he died, he hissed and shouted his last words.

"Slut, the same slut as your mother......"

Before the cheap word came out, his neck was broken.

Great Qin Empire, King Zhaoxiang, Xu.

Beauty, she was not frightened to shout around, or cry silently, in a place like Xianyang Palace, killing her father and brother, and plotting to usurp the throne, she has become commonplace, and she herself climbed to her current position by stepping on someone else's corpse, what she has done is not much cleaner than Ying Xizhuo, she is only thinking about one thing now, that is, her future way out.

The beauty didn't think too long, she took out the tiger talisman from under the old king's pillow, and bent down to Jiaorou, her eyes full of charm.

"The concubine came to see the new king. ”

She has a soft body and a gorgeous face, she is one of the best beauties in the entire Qin country, and she is also very good at serving men, every man she has served will bow down deeply under her pomegranate skirt, and can no longer leave her, and the most important thing is that now she holds a tiger talisman in her hand that can mobilize the military power of the entire Qin State, she is very confident, as long as it is a man, she knows how to choose.

Ying Xizhen looked at her, his eyes were cold, those eyes never seemed to change, and cold sweat broke out on her back in the hot July.

He said:

"You are indeed beautiful and qualified to be a princess. ”

The beauty is happy in her heart, no matter what prince and general you are, heroes and heroes, you will eventually get drunk in my beauty country.

Her eyes flowed, her body was like water in Ying Xi's arms, and a pair of jade hands rubbed back and forth on Ying Xi's body. This is her unique skill, as long as it is a man, he will definitely be aroused by her hands, and then fall into it, and can no longer extricate himself.

But Ying Xijiao didn't react, and even his heartbeat didn't speed up in the slightest.

Where can the beauty stop there, speed up the pace in her hand, and swim to the bustling lower body.

It was this touch that made the beauty's originally bound heart suddenly turn into despair.

No man in the world could resist her temptation, unless he wasn't a man at all.

"You ......"

Great Qin Empire, Xianyang Palace Sleeping Beauty, Died.

Ying Xi picked up the tiger talisman in a pool of blood, wiped it clean with white silk, and put it away.

One person and one Tsing Yi appeared in the corner, and Ying Xizhu did not turn around to look at him, leaving only a black back.

"Lü Buwei and the Inhumans should be arriving soon. ”

"Yes, Lord. ”

The voice is soft and long, and quite intoned.

The state of Qin will soon usher in a new monarch, and his name is called Win Yiren.