Daqin: I became a saint by reading, and I started by summoning Daxue Longqi!

Like an old scarecrow, it was thrown casually to the ground.

drink!

puff!

Swing the halberd!

The edge is unstoppable!

Where did the Mohist disciples see such an army, they were killed all at once, and they were in a panic.

In just half a stick of incense, most of the Mohist disciples were killed or injured.

Meng Tian looked at the Mohist disciples who were fleeing, and did not rush to give orders to pursue them.

Right now, they have more important tasks to do.

"The general is not well, and the treasure box has disappeared."

"what!!!"

Meng Tian cried out in surprise, his face looked extremely ugly.

Looking at the direction where the Mohist disciples left, Meng Tian's eyes were full of chills.

"Mo Family!"

"Command, quickly pursue the Mo family!"

"Yinghuo guards one's heart, there is absolutely no room for loss!!!"

"Here!"

And when Meng Tian personally led the army to pursue the remnants of the Mohist forces, there were five figures above his head, flying over like ghosts.

Wei Zhuang's cloak flutters in the wind, like a golden eagle soaring in the sky.

……

The next day!

Xianyang!

Hachiko's Mansion!

brush!

The figure flashed.

Yuan Tiangang appeared instantly.

"Son!"

"The bad guys are found out, and Yinghuo keeps his heart and loses."

"It was the Mohist bandit Zhi who took advantage of the chaos to steal it."

A cold light flashed in Ying Ziye's eyes!

"Mo Family!"

"I haven't made a move on them yet, they just can't stand their loneliness!"

"The Mo family bullied me, Daqin, no one can do it!"

Ying Ziye snorted coldly, and a swirling air gushed out of his body.

Even Yuan Tiangang's 300-year skill could not hold back, and he couldn't stop retreating.

"The Master said, if a gentleman is not serious, he is not powerful."

"The Mo family went too far this time!"

"Whether Yinghuo Shouxin is a blessing or a curse, it is my Daqin's thing."

"If you lose it, find it for me!"

"I heard that in Xianyang City, there is a hidden stronghold of the Mo family!"

Yuan Tiangang nodded slightly, bowed his hands and said: "Young Master, after several days of investigation, we have grasped the hiding place of the Mohist disciples in Xianyang City!"

"Ah!"

Ying Ziye sneered, his eyes flickered coldly and said: "Since that's the case, let's start from Xianyang first!"

"After the matter here is resolved, bring Yinghuo Shouxin back to me!"

"This thing must not fall into the hands of anyone other than Daqin!"

Yuan Tiangang bowed and bowed: "This subordinate obeys orders!"

call out!

Come and go without a trace.

Yuan Tiangang disappeared on the spot.

Chapter 13 The Eighth Prince's Mansion Has a Big Secret! ! !

noon!

Inside Zhangtai Palace.

Emperor Shi Huang reviewed the memorial.

call out!

Then an afterimage flashed by, and Zhang Han, the leader of the Shadow Secret Guard, appeared in the hall.

"Meet His Majesty the First Emperor."

The First Emperor raised his head slightly, continued to review the memorial, and said without anger: "What is the result of the investigation by the shadow guards?"

Zhang Han's tone paused for a moment, and Qianshou bowed and said: "Your Majesty, I have been secretly investigating the traces of the land immortal these days, but he seems to have evaporated from the world, and there is no trace to be found."

Deng!

The case is settled!

The First Emperor slowly raised his head, and said majesticly: "In this way, the investigation these days is just to tell me that there is no trace!"

Zhang Han knelt down in the hall in fear, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, calm down. Although I haven't found any traces of the land immortals, I seem to have found the key."

"speak!"

The powerful words made Zhang Han's heart tremble.

"Your Majesty, according to my investigation, an assassin tried to assassinate His Highness Eighth Prince at that time!"

boom!

The First Emperor glared fiercely, and stood up with a bang!

"What a guts!!!"

The First Emperor shouted in anger, his eyes were full of murderous intent!

Not to mention that Ying Ziye is quite popular with him.

Just assassinating any son of Daqin is enough to be a crime against the Jiu Clan! ! !

"Keep talking! What else have you found!"

"I suspect that this land fairy is very likely to know the eighth son!"

"Even, it's very likely that it's a guest official from the Eighth Prince's residence, that's why he took the initiative to stop those assassins!"

"In addition, I have sent shadow secret guards to secretly investigate the whereabouts of these assassins in Xianyang."

"what!!!"

The First Emperor gasped in surprise, with unconcealable excitement in his eyes.

Did the Land Immortal know Ye'er?

"Ye'er, how many tricks do you have to hide from your father!"

The First Emperor murmured softly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Obviously, Emperor Shi Huang was quite satisfied with Ying Ziye's hiding.

but!

It was only for a moment that the smile on Shi Huangdi's cheek faded again, and then turned into ice cold like the twelfth lunar month of winter.

Regardless of whether the opponent's assassination is successful or not, such behavior is a capital offense!

"Check it out for me!"

"I want to see who has the courage to murder my prince!"

"Here!"

……

night!

It's almost child time!

shhhhhh!

A series of afterimages quickly shuttled through the streets and alleys like ghosts.

call out!

As soon as a figure fell, the bad guy bowed and knelt down in the dark alley.

"Marshal, the bad guys have been assembled, and the Mohist strongholds are all under our control."

After the words fell, the bad guy Qianshou knelt on the ground.

In the darkness, Yuan Tiangang walked out slowly with his hands behind his back.

The pupils under the ghost's face shone with a breathtaking coldness, and said in a cold voice: "My lord has an order to let these people evaporate from Xianyang City, do things cleanly, and don't be discovered by shadow guards or snares!"

"Here!"

As soon as Yuan Tiangang waved his palm, the bad guys quickly dispersed around.

About half a stick of incense.

A luxurious estate.

It was late at night, and everyone went to bed early.

But what they didn't expect was that the bad guys had sneaked into the manor.

As far as the eyes could see, there was a cold light in the eyes of the bad guy.

hum!

The sharp dagger flashed coldly!

"Get out!"

A bad person quickly spread out in the courtyard, searching for traces of the Mohist disciples.

inside the room.

The Mohist disciples were still sleeping soundly, as the sharp daggers slashed across their necks.

From beginning to end, these people never made a sound.

At first glance, even these Mohist children who have lost their vitality still have a faint smile on their faces.

at the same time!

within other estates.

A group of Mohist disciples formed a circle and whispered.

"Juzi has issued an order to guard the city. I believe we will evacuate from Xianyang soon."

"It can be regarded as going back! This land of Xianyang is full of the eyes and ears of the Tyrant Qin. If you are not careful, you will die tragically."

"If you can return to the organ city smoothly this time, I won't come out if you kill me!"