Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

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Before anyone could see clearly, the sword had already been retracted into the scabbard.

The four guests just thought it was a flash in front of them.

The secret guard of the Wang family was standing aside, his body as if falling into an ice cave, and the sword, just looking at it, gave off an inanimate thought.

The man in black snorted, the sword in his hand was out of the sheath, people in the distance couldn't see clearly, Gu Nan saw it clearly.

It was a square sword with no point or front.

There was a cut on his shoulder, if he hadn't dodged halfway at the last moment, the cut would have been cut on his chest.

"Good swordsmanship..."

"I'll ask for advice in the future." He drew back, exhausted his inner strength and soared into the air.

The secret guard was about to chase after him, but the man had already flown several feet away, so he had no choice but to retreat.

Gu Nan put the sword back into its sheath, turned around, stood on the pavilion and bowed to King Qin.

The secret guards also bowed one after another.

Qin Wang nodded lightly, without saying much, the white-robed secret guard disappeared in a moment.

There was no sound.

Only then did King Qin wave his hands and said with a smile: "Some minor incidents have happened, and it's over."

As he spoke, he picked up a wine bottle: "Everyone, drink up."

"Haha, good." With a shout, everyone looked around.

It was a veteran sitting among the group of guests: "To see the demeanor of the mourning general today is really a pleasure! Drink it up!"

After speaking, he drank the wine bottle in his hand.

Only then did the guests have their voices, and there were many discussions.

"Really good swordsmanship."

"General of the Forbidden Army, do you have any contacts, maybe you can help me recommend something?"

"Don't ask, the forbidden army doesn't understand? I don't see it at all on weekdays. If I can see it, I should shut up and don't cause trouble."

"With such a forbidden army in my Great Qin, who would dare to act recklessly, huh? Hahahaha."

Chapter 1 Thirteen: People go to the empty building

The night banquet drank together for a long time, and it didn't come to an end until late at night.

The guests gradually left, but the night became quiet again.

It was as if the scene just now had never happened.

King Qin looked at the scattered people, he should have returned to the palace first to let the ministers go, but he told others to retreat, and no one dared to stay any longer.

He leaned back on the chair behind him, and let out a long breath.

With a faint smile on his face, he raised his eyebrows.

People are gone and the building is empty...

King Qin having a banquet?

He seemed to be laughing at himself, if he wasn't the King of Qin?

Just like today, when the late king passed away, and he held a banquet, the ministers would still come.

No one will mention the former king at this time, and no one will remember.

Lifting the wine jug on the side, he poured himself a drink into the wine bottle.

He leisurely raised the wine bottle in his hand, and held it high to the moon.

Father, this is my farewell to you...

You have fought for this world all your life, what do you say you are for?

"It's nothing more than a meeting of people going to the building."

Saying that, facing the cool moonlight, she spread her hands in respect.

The wine bottle tilted slightly, and the clear wine poured out of it and splashed on the ground.

A few drops splashed on his robe and wet a corner.

Qin Wang Yingzhu sat alone in that garden for a long time. No one knew why he stayed there alone, let alone what he did there.

The imperial guards were not allowed to enter, and even Ying Zichu could only be stopped by the door to wait.

Gu Nan has already left, King Qin's night banquet has passed, and the guards in the palace behind, the secret guards will take over, there is no need for her to continue blowing the cold wind here.

When Ying Zhu came out, the waiters on both sides hurried up to greet him and put a cloak on him.

"Your Majesty, Yehan, it's better to go back to the palace earlier."

An internal officer whispered beside him.

Ying Zhu stroked his gray beard and nodded slightly.

His voice was weak, and he seemed to be tired.

"Alright, let's go back."

Getting ready to move.

A person came up.

It was Ying Zichu.

At this time, he was wearing a black robe and walked up to Ying Zhu respectfully.

"Father."

Ying Zhu smiled.