Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

On the roof of the house, the three continued to talk while patrolling.

Gai Nie said: "The net is mysterious and powerful. It is rooted in the shadow of the Seven Kingdoms. Its roots are extremely deep. For hundreds of years, an invisible giant net has been woven, covering the government and the people of the Seven Kingdoms."

"Trap's roots in South Korea are also very strong, and you have already had several confrontations with them."

Wei Zhuang spat out a name: "Night Curtain!"

There is no doubt that the night curtain and the net are inextricably linked; when necessary, the night curtain and the net will join forces to strangle the target together.

Li Changqing pondered and said: "The last time Ba Linglong was dispatched collectively, the target of hunting and killing was Chang'an Jun Chengjiao. This time, the target of hunting and killing will only be more noble than last time."

"It seems that Luo Wang intends to bury King Qin in a foreign country once and for all."

"It's just..." Li Changqing frowned and said, "Don't you find it strange?"

Guigu Shuangjian looked sideways and said, "What's so strange?"

Li Changqing pondered and said: "The king of Qin has such an important target, and you, Brother Gai, the successor of Guigu Zongjian, are your personal guards. Just dispatching Ba Linglong and eight first-class killers seems to be not paying enough attention."

Gai Nie paused for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Brother Changqing is right. Even though the first-class killers in Luowang are almost all first-class killers in the ninth rank of martial arts."

"But to hunt down such a target as the king, if Luo Wang only dispatched eight first-time ninth-rank masters, it is indeed a bit weird."

Now that Ying Zheng has been hunted down, the net will never end.

Eight first-class killers are not enough to be foolproof.

Gai Nie's strength is superb, and his sword to kill is hardly weaker than that of a master in the free realm. Although Gai Nie will be injured in a fight, Ba Linglong will undoubtedly die.

Wei Zhuang said lightly: "Perhaps, this is the reason why they chose to follow all the way, and now they are attacking in Xinzheng. When they arrive in Xinzheng, they will get help from the night sky."

Li Changqing pursed his thin lips lightly, and said with a smile: "Yemu is indeed a powerful helper."

"Yemu will definitely help Ba Linglong in this assassination."

After a pause, Li Changqing added: "Because quicksand has threatened Yemu's 'law' in South Korea. This is a good opportunity to eradicate quicksand, and Yemu will not miss it."

Wei Zhuang nodded with a stern face to express his approval.

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"Eternal Emperor!"

Yingzheng's soul was trembling. This grand, domineering and heroic comment made his blood boil, and he fell in love with this word in an instant.

After a while, Ying Zheng was in a stable mood, with deep eyes, and asked slowly: "Is this Mr. Changqing's own evaluation?"

Han Fei replied with a chuckle: "Brother Li said that this is his evaluation of the supreme emperor, and it will definitely be the evaluation of the supreme emperor by future historians."

"The current history books may not exist, but there will definitely be in the future."

In history, Yingzheng was the first person to be officially evaluated by historians as "one emperor through the ages". Of course...it was His Majesty the First Emperor of Qin who unified the seven kingdoms and established a unified feudal centralized system.

As for Xuanyuan Renhuang, the history is too long, the record has become a legend, and there is no way to verify it.

Han Fei said: "It is precisely because Brother Li can comment on the king, and also because Brother Li gave the king a song "Meet the Queen of Qin Fu Ju" when we met for the first time."

"So, his appreciation and optimism for the king is something to be happy about."

Ying Zheng smiled concurringly: "Mr. Changqing has a great talent, and such a great talent favors the widow. This good opinion will be a good foundation for him to submit himself to the Qin State in the future."

In this era, kings and lords pay attention to courtesy, virtuous and corporal.

In this era, great talents and magi can assist the king to achieve hegemony.

Therefore, Ying Zheng was very happy.

"However, what is more important at the moment is not this matter..." Han Fei's expression froze, and he said in a solemn tone: "The son of a daughter can't sit still, and the king has entered Korea rashly, and has been targeted by hunters."

"Next, Your Majesty's situation will be quite dangerous."

Ying Zheng chuckled: "Mr. Han Fei is in a quagmire himself, unable to extricate himself, how can he share the worries of others. Instead of worrying about the widows, it is better to worry about yourself."

Han Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, I would like to hear more about it."

Yingzheng turned sideways and said with a glance from the corner of the eye: "As far as I know, South Korea is now in power, and the king is weak and has no opinion."

"In South Korea at the moment, there are Baiyue rebellious parties endangering one side in the opposition. In the court, the prince has died, and various forces are fighting openly and secretly. Outside, my Great Qin cavalry is approaching and there is no way to retreat."

"Mr. Han Fei has long been poor at the government and the opposition and has been trapped inside and outside, but he still boasted above the court that he will solve the case in Haikou within ten days, otherwise he will cede the territory to Qin."

Han Fei smiled and said, "Does your majesty want to see Han Fei? Is it just exaggeration?"

Ying Zheng nodded: "The widow is indeed curious. Such a dangerous situation, with murderous intentions on all sides, how can you solve it?!"

Han Fei said: "All I need is for the king to promise me one thing, to pardon one person."

"Who?" Ying Zheng showed curiosity. It seemed that Han Fei already had a solution, and the person who needed his pardon must be the key to solving the predicament.

Han Fei smiled mysteriously: "Let's keep it secret for now."

"If you don't climb the cliff, how can you appreciate the superb scenery of the mountains." Han Fei said seriously: "Your Majesty can trust Han Fei?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Han Fei, turned around and walked with his hands behind his back, "Okay, I promise you!"

On the roof, three people stood.

Li Changqing looked in all directions, and saw armored soldiers approaching one after another, quickly approaching: "Ji Wuye's imperial guards have been dispatched, the curfew has begun, and the night has come."

Gai Nie said, "Your Majesty's whereabouts must not be revealed."

The three of them flashed and entered the house.

After a while, two chariots drove out of the back door of the house.

Disciples of Qijuetang pretended to be servants and drove away.

"Quick, surround yourself."

"Don't let a single mouse go."

"..."

Before and after, in less than a cup of tea time, a large number of imperial guards came and surrounded the house.

With a bang, Ji Wuye kicked open the gate, wearing black armor and holding a black weapon, the eight-foot gang knife, and stepped into the hall of the house with steady steps.

The house has long been empty, without a trace.

A soldier clasped his fists and reported: "General Qi, after the ninth son entered this house, we waited around the yard. Except for the two carriages, no one passed by."

Ji Wuye asked: "Have you found the hidden compartment of the secret path?"

Another soldier clasped his fists and said: "General Qi, we have searched everything, and there is no hidden room."

Swish!
Ji Wuye's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly turned sideways and said, "Oh no, he must be on the two cars before him, hurry up!"

"Yes!"

The armored soldiers shua shua shua shua left, and chased after them.

The two chariots and horses went around in circles and detours in Xinzheng Wangdu, and various competitions unfolded.

Time passed, dusk passed, and night gradually shrouded.

"Call-"

It was very dark, on Wangdu Street, South Street and North Street, at almost the same time, two carriages and horses were intercepted, and their way had been blocked by the imperial guards under Ji Wuye's command.

The South Street carriage, Ji Wuye personally led the troops to catch up and intercept it.

Ji Wuye came on horseback, and the soldiers on both sides retreated left and right. He held a weapon eight feet in his hand, and his eyes showed a cold smile of triumph. palm escape."