Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Yingchuan County, Qin State, outside Xinzheng City.

In the vast and endless mountain forest, there is a deep valley with gurgling streams, shady vegetation, birds singing in the mountains, and jungle wolves roaring.

The night is quiet, the moon is hanging high.

In the depths of the valley, on a flat terrain, Wei Zhuang sat on a bench cut out of stubborn rocks. He was dressed in black like a night, his body leaned to the left, his left hand was clenched into a fist to support his left face, his eyes were cold, and his white hair was three feet flying. The white eyebrows are as sharp as a sword.

The shark tooth sword stood on the right side of the bench, inserted three inches into the ground, and stood straight.

"Ow~!"

In the forest, the wolf warned.

In the dark night, the Canglang King let out a low growl, signaling the pack of wolves to retreat.

For a moment, tens of hundreds of wolves lurking in the bushes in all directions retreated with cold eyes, and the wolves slowly disappeared into the deep forest without being seen.

Swish!
A gust of wind, Liu Feng flashed, and said: "Please come to the two guests."

Beside Wei Zhuang, in the shadow of the forest, two figures walked out against the moonlight, they were Lei Kuang and Canglang King.

I saw Liu Feng stepped aside, and in the shade of the trees, two men in black walked under the moonlight, and the hoods of the black clothes slowly lifted, revealing their true faces.

Seeing one of them clearly, Wei Zhuang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Han Yu!?"

Liu Feng, Lei Kuang, and Canglang King were surprised, but they didn't expect the fourth son Han Yu to come too.

That's right, Han Wang'an, the fourth son Han Yu, the royal family's first son, the concubine's son, and the three generations of blood relatives of the Korean royal family were all imprisoned in Xinzheng.

Among them, except for Han Wangan and Han Yu, the rest of the royal blood and Korean princes and nobles were all demoted to ghost salary (a kind of lifelong hard labor).

Han Yu is a top expert, how can Xinzheng City trap him?It's just that he can't escape, because Qin's method of punishing the nine tribes and the three tribes of Yi is extremely cruel.

Han Yu not only has adopted son Han Qiancheng, but also sons, daughters, wives, concubines and other family members. At least he is extremely concerned about the inheritance of his son's blood and the blood of the Korean royal family.

Wei Zhuang looked at Han Yu and another man, who was in his thirties, dressed in aristocratic brocade clothes, handsome and handsome, with a three-inch beard adding to the literati's elegance.

"interesting."

Wei Zhuang's face was stern, but the corners of his mouth were pursed lightly, and he said calmly: "Korea died less than two months ago, and the former four sons of Korea and Qin's prime minister, Changping Lord, visited me in Quicksand late at night."

"What are you looking for from me?" Wei Zhuang asked bluntly.

Lord Changping, the prime minister of Qin, one of Yingzheng's most honorable confidantes, is definitely the top group of people in the world in terms of power, skill, and wisdom.

In the Qin Shi series, the Qinglong Project jointly planned by Changping Jun, Tian Guang, and Yandan has always been a mystery, almost second only to the mystery of Canglong Qisu.

In the Canglong plan, Lord Changping implicated the Mohist family, the peasant family, the Taoist family, the power of the Chu state, Confucianism... All forces were involved in it, and they condensed into the troubles of Yingzheng's confidantes, and became a disturbing force in the Qin state, which must be eradicated.

It was also Lord Changping who caused Yingzheng and Qin to suffer an unprecedented defeat when they were in full swing.

Mr. Changping stroked his three-inch long beard, and said slowly: "We are here to make a deal with Master Reverse Liusha."

"Oh, what deal?"

Wei Zhuang said calmly: "Why do you think that I will make this deal with you?"

Han Yu looked directly at Wei Zhuang and said, "I think Brother Wei Zhuang will definitely agree."

"Because the result of this transaction is exactly what you, a disciple of Guigu, would like to see."

Wei Zhuang raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Mr. Changping said softly: "I have a plan, and Reverse Liusha is the most suitable partner."

The bright moon hangs high, and the night is quiet.

Mr. Chang Ping said the plan charmingly, Wei Zhuang's expression was surprised, astonished, calm and moved.

Two hours later, at dawn, Chang Pingjun and Han Yu left and disappeared into the night. Except for Niu Liusha, no one knew they had been here and what they were here for.

Lei Kuang was puzzled and said, "Why did Lord Wei Zhuang agree to make this deal? Niu Liusha doesn't seem to have gained anything."

The east is white, the sun is shining, Wei Zhuang got up slowly, his black clothes were like night, his cloak fluttered, and his three-foot white hair rippled. "

"From today onwards, Ying Zheng will lose a confidant and at the same time gain a strong enemy."

Wei Zhuang held down the hilt of the sword with both hands, the tip of the sword rested on the ground, and stood holding the sword, "I ordered Mei Sanniang and Wushuang Ghost to stop their armor-wearing skills for a while and come to join us."

Recently, Mei Sanniang accepted Wushuanggui as a junior apprentice of the Pijiamen, and taught him the Pijiamen's horizontal training method to help him temper his body.

Liu Feng clasped his fists and said, "Yes, Master Wei Zhuang."

In Xinzheng, the old capital of South Korea, there is an undercurrent surging, some people enter the game actively, and some people enter the game passively, but the only ones who really know why this game is set up are Wei Zhuang, Changping Jun, and Han Yu.

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Henan, Luoyang, Evergreen Sword Mansion
Houshan, Jianping.

Jianping, as the name suggests, is the place where Li Changqing's people practice martial arts and swords.

Honglian is wearing a red dress, with a long skirt open left and right, and her beautiful legs are fair and slender. When she moves around, she lunges and bounces, full of tenacity and strength.

Swish!
"One lotus Kudu!"

The red lotus figure flashed, the Qingfeng sword was in hand, the sword moved lightly, the sword was like the wind, the sword aura was tricky, the aura of the peak of the ninth rank was permeating, the saber in his hand hummed, and the bright sword aura converged into a lotus flower.

The sword lotus blooms, and the gorgeous murderous intention blooms.

Little Ayan is nine years old, with a delicate figure, a little beauty, who has worshiped his master Li Changqing since childhood, likes to wear Daiqing dress, wears a sword and flies, and practices Baiyun swordsmanship.

Ah Yan fought back, and the Feihong sword burst out with sword energy, ethereal sword energy, swift sword energy, and clean sword energy, swish, swish, swish... swiping the sword like rain, weaving a sword net.

"Bai Yunyou!"

Bang!
The two women swung their sword moves and crossed each other, the sword energy collided, and a strong explosion spread.

In the center of Jianping, sword energy overflowed, and the aftermath of true energy raged.

The two women crossed each other, standing with swords in hand.

Honglian turned around, put Qingfeng sword back into its sheath, and praised with a smile: "Ayan, you little girl is progressing really fast, and your talent in swordsmanship is perfectly inherited from your mother."

"Now Aunt Honglian can't suppress you with all her strength."

Ah Yan stood holding the sword, the Feihong sword was close to two-thirds of her height, the saber slowly returned to its sheath, and said with a smile: "Aunt Honglian's praise is ridiculous, it is Ah Yan's trick."

"For the final blow, I secretly activated the secret technique of observing words and colors to gain insight into the flow of your true energy, so as to find a flaw in the sword energy and gain an advantage."

"Otherwise, Ah Yan would have already lost."

Ah Yan had just entered the ninth rank, and stepped into the ninth rank before the age of ten, becoming a first-class in the world, meeting Li Changqing's requirements.

Honglian is the pinnacle of the ninth rank, and after more than a year, she has already begun to hit the first level of the realm. Her cultivation base, swordsmanship background, and fighting experience are all above Ah Yan.

But Ah Yan couldn’t stand it anymore. Since she was a child, she has acquired innate Qiankun Gong, heard about nourishing meridians and dantian, her aptitude has improved, and she has practiced innate Qiankun Gong by leaps and bounds. She has all the top-level configurations on her body. .

In the corner of Jianping, under the gazebo, with a red carpet on the floor, Li Changqing was lying on his back on the slender legs of the startled salamander. The latter looked at his daughter with gentle eyes, with a smile on his face, showing a proud expression.

Peel the summer fruit, pinch it lightly with jade fingers, and put it into Li Changqing's mouth.

Qin Shi Jianghu, Qi State Sanghai, Guoman’s lens shows watermelon, apple, pear, grape, banana and other fruits, as well as red lotus Xuanzhi’s painting, Qin State Wanted Tianming, Gai Nie Tianming’s calligraphy and painting paper, and Pao Ding’s various works stir fry.

In terms of eating, this world is actually not much different from the later generations. For people like Li Changqing who pursue refinement and pleasure, this is very important.

The startled salamander jade finger was delivered, and Li Changqing ate the grapes and the jade finger in one bite.

The startled salamander's delicate face turned rosy, and she said coquettishly, "Changqing, be careful not to be seen by Ah Yan."

Li Changqing let go, swallowed the grape, and said, "A Yan should have a surname, called Li Yan, what do you think?"

The startled salamander's tender body trembled, his whole body was numb, his heart was moved, his beautiful eyes were moist, and he was full of emotion: "Okay, I'll be Li Yan, thank you Changqing."

In the arena, Ah Yan and Hong Lian walked over.

Li Changqing said, "Ah Yan, from today on you will be called Li Yan, Li Changqing's Li."

"For me, Miss Skynet."

Hearing Ah Yan's words, the little girl was moved to tears, knelt down on her knees, bowed her head and said: "Ah Yan thanks Master."

From today, she has a last name.

The name was given by his mother, Jingxi, and the surname was given by his master, Li Changqing.

Li Changqing squeezed the startled salamander's little hand, and sighed softly in his heart: "Oh, what's the difference between me and that thief Cao?"

"Well, the little hands smell really good."

At this time, Hong Yu stepped forward, bowed and said: "I report to the leader, the chief commander of the Yin Yang family is here."