[Comprehensive] Wearing the martial arts world to be the emperor

Donghai, Sangcheng.

Shi Zhixuan has been out of the palace for 23 days, and he has a good understanding of the situation in the Jianghu during these 23 days, and he even took the opportunity to control the Quicksand Organization.

Quicksand was created by Wei Zhuang alone, of course it is not easy to control, although Shi Zhixuan defeated those masters under Wei Zhuang with his own powerful force, but it was only a temporary suppression, those desperadoes of course could not just surrender to him.

Even Wei Zhuang and the others are not completely loyal-the killer has no loyal ministers to speak of, let alone him who suddenly appeared, but Quicksand has a set of rules for Quicksand, that is, only those who are strong enough can rule They can make them obey.

And Shi Zhixuan only needs them to be obedient for the time being.

In 23 days, Shi Zhixuan spanned almost half of the Qin Dynasty from west to east, and it also allowed the news that King Qin was about to marry a male queen to spread throughout the country.

From time to time along the way, Shi Zhixuan would hear some people talking about the upcoming marriage. Most of the people's tone was not congratulatory and friendly. There were contempt, hatred, schadenfreude, etc. secretly ridiculing everything, but he was rarely angry. Not to mention killing people in anger. The wedding was approaching, and he didn't want to get blood on his hands.

And Yan Jingbai wouldn't like it either!

A tall and tall figure in black clothes sat quietly in the teahouse, a bowl of clear water was placed in front of him, and a long sword wrapped in cloth leaned against his right hand.

The wind blowing outside the window lifted his snow-white hair, and also caused the coquettish smiles from the proprietress of the teahouse from time to time.

Shi Zhixuan turned a blind eye and didn't even glance over there, he just drank the water in the bowl slowly, thinking maybe it's time for him to go back.

Someone is waiting for him to go back.

And just when the corners of his lips were slightly curled up, thinking of someone in a good mood, an unusually arrogant voice made his face sink instantly.

"If you want to cross the bridge, you can! Get under my crotch!"

When Shi Zhixuan focused his eyes, he saw an arrogant and domineering man confronting a young man in simple clothes on the stone bridge diagonally across from the teahouse.

The stunner-like proprietress stood beside him at some point, looked out the window with him, and sighed: "Liu Da is bullying Han Xin again."

"Han Xin?!" Shi Zhixuan's eyes flickered slightly.

The proprietress looked happy, and said with a little hospitality: "Han Xin is a poor homeless man who lives in a stone cave under the bridge, and Liu Da is a well-known local ruffian here, who often causes trouble and bullies the weak. I can't get along with Han Xin."

"That's it..." Shi Zhixuan sighed inexplicably, and then he disappeared in place in a flash.

Only a few copper coins were left on the table.

The proprietress was slightly taken aback, her face was a little sad, that's all, she is not from the same world, so that's fine.

She waved her handkerchief, and put on that coquettish smile again.

……

In full view of everyone, Han Xin knelt on the ground slowly, using all four limbs together, and got under the rascal's crotch step by step.

Contemptuous eyes and mocking words fell on him one after another, but his head was raised high, and those dark eyes were calm, without any emotion of embarrassment, inferiority or anger.

In the eyes of anyone, especially a man, Han Xin did something that would be very insulting.

When he came over, he clapped his hands, and just as he was about to stand up, he saw a black hem appearing in front of him.

The black hem is not ordinary, it is made of high-quality fabrics, and the edges of the hem are embroidered with inconspicuous patterns with dark gold thread, luxurious and low-key.

Han Xin was slightly taken aback, and slowly stood up. He first patted the dust on his clothes, and then looked up.

White hair, black clothes, tall and straight figure, handsome and profound facial features, the person in front of him is outstanding, with a faint smile on his lips that is unpredictable, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

Han Xin's pupils shrank slightly, and then slowly moved two steps to the side, trying to go around the opponent.

But the black figure flashed, and Shi Zhixuan stood in front of him again.

Unlike his indifference in the face of Liu Dashi, Han Xin immediately became alert. He opened his mouth and was about to speak when he was interrupted by a crisp voice.

"You bastard, return my things!"

It was Jing Tianming who spoke. Since the Mohist institution city collapsed, all the surviving Mohist children have fled outside, while the new Mohist tycoon Jing Tianming and his friend Xiang Shaoyu took shelter of Confucianism.

On weekdays, they have to carefully conceal their identities to avoid the pursuit of the Qin army. Today, they finally came out to relax under the leadership of Zhang Liang, the third master of Confucianism, and met Shi Zhixuan, the person who robbed him of his precious weapon. It's no wonder that my personality can bear it!

Zhang Liang and Xiang Shaoyu, who were traveling with him, had headaches. They were not as reckless as Jing Tianming, but they had clearly seen each other's strength when they were in the Mo family that day.

Xiang Shaoyu tightly covered Jing Tianming's mouth, he didn't want to lose his life here today, and Zhang Liang regretted bringing the two of them out.

The other party's martial arts are unfathomable, and he is holding the Tianwen Sword in his hand. His identity must be unusual. He is definitely inextricably linked with King Qin Yingzheng. He has seen through Jing Tianming's current identity, not only the Mohist , I am afraid that the entire Confucianism will be implicated!

Even though he was unparalleled in wit and tricks, he also felt a little helpless for a while.

Shi Zhixuan didn't do anything, just glanced at them, and the three of them felt a strong pressure coming towards them.

The pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and the cold murderous aura made the three of them take an unbearable step back. Xiang Shaoyu yelled, and when he almost couldn't help but wanted to rush forward, he was grabbed by Zhang Liang.

The mountain that was pressing on the three of them disappeared all of a sudden, Xiang Shaoyu and Jing Tianming let out a little strange surprise, and then they realized that the person on the opposite side was no longer looking at them, but turned their eyes to the bridge.

There, an old man led by E Guanbo stood with his hands behind his back.

The air was stagnant, and the people seemed to have sensed something was wrong, so they all avoided. Except for Jing Tianming and the other three people on and off the bridge, only Shi Zhixuan and the old man were facing each other faintly.

The surroundings were so silent that one could even hear a needle drop on the ground.

Even Jing Tianming, a child with a lot of nerves, sensed that something was wrong.

He looked up and down the bridge, his dark and flexible eyes rolled around, he carefully pulled Zhang Liang's sleeve, and was about to ask what was going on when he was caught Zhang Liang put a finger on his lips.

Jing Tianming understood that this meant to make him quiet, so although he was curious, he obediently closed his mouth.

The matter did not make him puzzled for too long, almost at the next moment, with a bang, the river exploded, the stone bridge broke, and huge waves rolled up.

Shi Zhixuan stood up, there were only a few black shadows, leaving only the words with a smile, "Happy, happy! Confucian Xunzi is well-deserved, I will come to you next time!"

The people in the city gathered here one after another because of the accident here. Seeing this, Zhang Liang quickly ran to the old man with the two dumbfounded teenagers.

Just as they approached, Xunzi spat out a big mouthful of blood.

The three of Zhang Liang were startled, and they were about to help him up, but someone else was faster than them.

"Chu Nangong!" Zhang Liang bowed to the old man who suddenly appeared, and then looked at Xunzi with great worry.

Short and fat, Chu Nangong, who was always cynical, had a rare look on his face. He said solemnly, "Who is that man? Do you know his identity?"

Xunzi shook his head, "The skill is superior to mine, and the origin is mysterious and unpredictable. It seems that the situation is about to change..."

……

After finding an opponent worthy of his own hands, Shi Zhixuan was in a good mood, and slowly fell behind Han Xin until the opponent finally couldn't take it anymore and turned around to face him automatically.

He originally left the moment Xunzi appeared, but whoever Shi Zhixuan was, the person he wanted to find would not escape his grasp even if he went to the sky.

Han Xin's calm face showed a little turbulence, and he said, "What do you want to do?"

Shi Zhixuan looked straight into his eyes and said, "You want you to follow me."

Han Xin sneered: "Why?"

"I see ambition in your eyes." Shi Zhixuan said lightly, "And I can help you realize it!"

A simple sentence made Han Xinxin move, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

Qin State, Xianyang.

Today is the day when the young master helped Su to return to the palace. Since Qi was captured, he was sent out by Ying Zheng to inspect and appease the former Qi State and now Qi County.

Now he would come back early just because he had heard a rumor that his father was going to make a man his queen.

"The imperial decree has been issued, it is not a rumor, but a fact."

It was Li Si who spoke, who helped Su back to the palace, and Yan Jingbai specially asked him to welcome him.

Before Fusu even had time to get off the carriage, he hurriedly asked him about this matter.

"How can my father be so ridiculous? This makes people in the world think of him and my Great Qin Empire!"

"Sir, silence!" Li Si snorted, then bent over and got into the carriage, and closed the door by the way.

Looking at Fusu, who was not hiding his eagerness, he sighed secretly. It seems that His Majesty's wedding was indeed shocking, and even Mr. Fusu, who was always elegant and calm, got angry.

Fusu knew that he had said something wrong almost as soon as he blurted out his words. He nodded to Li Si with a little gratitude, then took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and said: "Father has never spoken to Li Si before. A man who cares about him, who is the other party, actually made such a shocking move by his father."

Li Si hesitated at first, but finally said: "No one knows the identity of the future queen except His Majesty, but according to some clues revealed by the servants around His Majesty, I deduce that it may be Liusha Weizhuang."

"Liusha Weizhuang?!" Fusu frowned, "I know this name, I heard that he is a very great killer in the Jianghu."

Suddenly, he patted the carriage and said in a cold voice: "Such a person, with such an identity, how can he stay by my father's side and be established as the empress of a country!"

Li Si's eyes flashed, and he said, "What do you want to do, Young Master?"

Fusu didn't answer immediately, but raised the curtain of the car, and whispered a few words to the guards outside.

The sound of the horse's hooves went away quickly, and Fusu said coldly: "Such a monstrous evildoer who harms the country and the people, I can't tolerate him alone!"

For some reason, Li Si suddenly thought of Wei Zhuang's handsome but well-defined, resolute and masculine face.

He coughed lightly and said, "If Your Majesty knows, he will definitely blame him."

Fu Su paused for a moment, and then his eyes were firm, "All the consequences, I will bear it myself!"

In the dark secret room, someone is also giving the same order, turning the soul and destroying the soul together, and the two swords unite to kill Wei Zhuang!

The bean-sized candle was dimly lit, reflecting Zhao Gao's overly feminine face.

As the magistrate of CRRC, he can naturally find out what Li Si found out.

As for the white-haired, adult man in his thirties, who is capable of avoiding the eyes and ears of the palace with high martial arts skills, he, like Li Si, can only think of one person who fits these characteristics——Wei Zhuang!