Daqin: Zulong faked his death, and I amputated the beauties in the harem

In the dark dungeon, the torches burned and made a "popping" sound, but there was no sound.

The cell door was not locked.

All the meridians of the locked-up people were broken, their martial arts were useless, and the clothes on their bodies were covered by blood stains, and the original white color could not be seen at all.

He is enduring psychological and physical pain all the time. This kind of pain is unimaginable. He wants to fully understand his own life, but his hands and feet are broken, and he has no chance of committing suicide.

Since you can't commit suicide, then think about going out for revenge.

Zhao Gao narrowed his eyes, his eyes were murderous.

"Tata!"

A slight sound came from outside the prison.

Zhao Gao's perception is very sensitive, he suddenly became refreshed, is someone coming to rescue me?

Zhao Gao's pale lips opened and closed, swallowing and spitting excitedly.

He managed to open his eyes wide and looked outside. Under the faint firelight, he seemed to see a black figure.

Judging by her figure, she should be a woman.

Zhao Gao frowned, he didn't take any women under his command, so who is this?

Zhao Gao tried his best to see the opponent's face clearly.

"Da da da!"

The woman walked over quietly and looked at the quiet cell door around her.

"How can there be no guards?"

Looking back at Zhao Gao's weak state, he immediately understood.

"Are you Zhao Gao?"

A crisp voice sounded, this person should be Nianjiu Nianhua.

Zhao Gao was very puzzled, let alone whether any women would accept it, just this peerless martial art is not often seen.

"Yes, who are you?"

The woman snorted coldly, and then asked, "Where do you hide your weapons and granaries?"

Hearing this, Zhao Gao suddenly understood: "Are you from the Six Kingdoms, Chu? Or Qi?"

A cold light suddenly appeared, and when Zhao Gao came to his senses, a long sword was only pointed at his throat.

"Stop talking nonsense, speak quickly!"

Zhao Gao laughed presumptuously: "Haha, all the meridians in my body are broken, even if you kill me, it's pointless."

Zhao Gao's eyes fell on the woman's long sword and he was startled: "This is...Song Yu's sword, why is this sword in your hands?"

The Heizi woman put on a serious expression: "You recognize this sword, this is my mother's sword, and it is naturally in my hands now."

Zhao Gao laughed even more weirdly.

"Hahaha, in that case, save me quickly."

There was excitement in Zhao Gao's eyes, and at the same time, there was a hint of sternness, which was ordering the sunspot girl.

The woman did not put down the sword, but asked instead: "Why should I save you?"

"Aren't you clear about your identity? Your mother is our Tianzihao killer, and you are naturally a member of our organization."

"Now I, Zhao Gao, are still the leader of the organization. You should kneel down when you see me. Now that time is running out, you don't have to salute. Get me out quickly."

"Hmph." After thinking for a while, the woman put down her long sword, but still looked at Zhao Gao coldly.

"Since you know my mother, who is my father?"

"Your father..." Zhao Gao rolled his eyes and replied:

"He is a powerful person. Your mother's mission was to assassinate him back then. For some reason, he was with your mother. You were born not long after."

"As long as you rescue me, I will definitely tell you your father's true identity."

The woman's eyes surged: "How do I know if you are lying to me?"

Zhao Gao said eagerly: "I have seen half of your mother's jade pendant with my own eyes, and the other half must be in your father's hands."

The woman thought that she did have half of the jade pendant on her body, and that was the only thought left to her by her mother. Now that she knew this important clue, she would definitely be able to find her father.

The woman thought of something again, and asked coldly: "You haven't said where the warehouse is, what if I die before I get out?"

After Zhao Gao recognized the identity of the Heizi woman, he was not so cautious. Since her mother was anti-Qin, she must be too.

So, Zhao Gao told her the detailed location of the warehouse and the password to pick up the things.

"Well."

Saying that, the woman raised her long sword again, and pressed it against Zhao Gao's throat, and the sharp blade spurted out fresh blood.

A stream of heat came from his neck, Zhao Gao looked surprised, as if he was asking: I told you everything, why do I have to be cruel next time?

The Heizi woman looked at the bleeding blood and sneered.

"My mother told me that she regretted joining an organization to become a killer the most in her life, otherwise she would be able to spend her life happily with her father."

"The month I spent with my father made her feel the happiness she had never had before. You made my mother's happiness shattered. How could I let you go out alive?"

"Moreover, I know very well that you are not just my father. You were just one of the killers back then. How could you come into contact with such confidential information about the assassination target?"

"Want to deceive me? Impossible!"

……

Ying Jia was drinking fruit tea, seeing all this, couldn't help but smile.

The girl was smart and decisive, and an interesting person.

Such women are rare.

But in the next second, give Yingjia a meal.

Is this girl still coming to see me?

Chapter 48 Are You the Twelve Young Masters of the Great Qin Dynasty?

"Oh!"

The wooden door was kicked and cracked into pieces.

Tian Sang walked into the room with a gust of cold wind.

There were only three people in the room, a woman lying on the bed, and another woman was wiping the body of the man who closed his eyes lightly.

Mo Yu glanced lightly, and then became excited: "Baihe, look at this girl, she is so beautiful."

Hearing this, Bai He slightly raised his head, and met the clear eyebrows of the woman from Shang Hei Zi.

Quickly reminded Ying Jia: "Master, this younger sister is as beautiful as a fairy, you will definitely like it."

Ying Jia felt a little helpless, he wanted to kill me with a knife, but you guys were fine, and even commented on his beauty.

However, I'm quite curious.

It's just that although Ying Jia was curious, he didn't open his eyes to look at the other party.

Seeing this scene, Tian Sang slightly frowned.

These three people are so strange.

A thought appeared in Tian Sang's mind, which immediately made her feel sick.

"Excessive licentiousness and cruel means, you are the Twelve Princes of the Great Qin Dynasty? Sure enough, you should be killed!"

After all, he clenched his long sword and only pointed at Ying Jia.

"Ouch!"

"This woman is really powerful, with an extraordinary temperament and strong martial arts. It can be seen that the realm of true energy is quite high."

"My lord, take a quick look, Baihe and I can't be wrong."

Mo Yu excitedly got up from the bed.

As long as someone takes care of the young master, Mo Yu doesn't have to do these boring things.

"you……"

Tian Sang was very angry: "I am a murderer without blinking an eye, you better stop talking nonsense."

She has never felt so humiliated, as a descendant of a farming family, a rising star, and a descendant of a sword master.

Do you not care about assassinating you at such a high level?

"Mo Yu, you can see that the girl is angry, so don't be naughty."

"Why don't you compete with her, I think her realm is already half-step heavenly, swordsmanship is the orthodox way, you will benefit from competing with her."

Ying Jia picked up the fruit tea and drank it leisurely with her eyes slightly closed.

He is so clear about my swordsmanship and state!

Tian Sang was a little surprised.

Then I saw a white shadow jumping up, the long sword pointed only at himself.

Seeing Mo Yu's movement, Bai He hurriedly threw a long blue dress over.

For an instant.

The white figure had already put on clothes.

In the next second, two figures danced like two butterflies.

After a hundred moves, the two are indistinguishable.

Mo Yu can be considered to have met an opponent who is similar in martial arts to her.

Sure enough, as the young master said, this person is the successor of the sword master, with orthodox swordsmanship.

Internal strength, true energy, swordsmanship, and sensitivity are all rare.

Even when fighting against each other, her mental strength is even stronger than Bai He's.

If it wasn't for Mo Yu's outstanding swordsmanship, she might have been defeated by Tian Sang's hands.

Even so, after hundreds of moves, Mo Yu has been defending instead of attacking, and his physical strength is gradually exhausted.

As for the people next to him, one was still busy with the work in hand, and the other was drinking tea leisurely, not in a hurry at all.

Even Bai He, who usually seldom speaks, was very pleasantly surprised at this moment, and said lightly to Ying Jia:

"This woman's martial arts are really good. Sister Mo Yu rarely meets such an opponent."

Ying Jia nodded.

Both of them used the most powerful swordsmanship in the whole world.

It is also a rare scenery!

Mo Yu's swordsmanship has reached the level of a sword god, and it is difficult to have a comparable opponent in this world.

And the swordsmanship of the person who broke in suddenly has reached a certain level, even better than Mo Yu in terms of cultivation, this duel is considered to be a rare one in a hundred years.

After another [-] moves, Mo Yu obviously lost his momentum.

However, Mo Yu became more and more excited as he fought more and more, and the tricks he used became simpler and simpler.

Her mental strength was suppressed to a very small level by Tian Sang, but it became more solid.

No matter in terms of moves or mental power, Mo Yu was inferior to the opponent, but he was not injured at all.

Tian Sang wanted to take a step forward and attack from close quarters, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get close.

She hasn't played so happily for a long time.

Mo Yu was very excited and in a good mood.

It turned out that the young master said it was a competition, but he actually asked her to practice from the opponent's tricks.

However, Tian Sang is indeed getting more and more difficult.