Qin Shi-Zhang Liang's Sacred Conspiracy

The wind of the sword rises, the murderous aura is strong, and the crisp bell rings, fluttering in the silent gunpowder smoke.

Zhang Liang had heard rumors about Liu Bang, but most of them were bad.

Delicious, lazy, not working, hippie rascal, addicted to martial arts...

Zhang Liang guessed that Liu Bang's martial arts should be very good, but he didn't think that it was so good.

"Why? Are you lamenting that my martial arts are very good..." Liu Bang's fighting style was rogue and lazy, and after being forced back by Xinghun's fierce air blade, he jumped and landed beside Zhang Liang, and said with a smile.

"I only know that if you don't go there, you will be in trouble..." Zhang Liang had a slight smile on his face, and he sighed helplessly after seeing a familiar slender figure appearing beside him on his fair face.

"Unlucky?" Liu Bang raised his eyebrows strangely.

"That's right, bad luck..." Zhang Liang nodded decisively.

As soon as Zhang Liang finished speaking, a snow-white silk silk suddenly appeared in front of Liu Bang's eyes, as slippery as a snake, spitting out dangerous messages, and directly attacked Liu Bang's face.

However, the purpose of that attack was obviously not to kill Liu Bang. Zhang Liang had seen Xiang Wu's kung fu, although he was not a master of making decisions, he was not very gentle.

Liu Bang avoided Xiangwu's Bai Ling vigilantly, and looked at the black-clothed woman who suddenly appeared, and made the old habit of teasing again.

"Thank you, miss, for your mercy..." Liu Bang shaved the hair on his forehead pretending to be chic, staring at Xiang Wu with affectionate eyes and blinking vigorously.

But it was obviously useless, Xiang Wu turned to Zhang Liang coldly without even looking at him, "Sir, I offended..."

The slender figure quickly grabbed Zhang Liang, jumped up, and drove towards Ying Zheng's carriage.

"The girl is too impatient..." Liu Bang seemed to have expected Xiang Wu's movements, Zhang Liangfang was pulled back, and Liu Bang's sword stabbed at Xiang Wu with great force.

It's a pity that man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation. There are really many examples of praying mantis catching cicada and oriole behind.

In fact, Zhang Liang had already thought that Ying Zheng would never be without those two masters, and Xiang Wu followed him to Pei County, so the King of Xiang and Mrs. Xiang naturally also came.

Although Liu Bang's martial arts skills are very good, but facing Mr. Xiang and Mrs. Xiang, he didn't even have the slightest chance of winning, so he flashed in a timely manner, and Zhang Liang fell into Xiang Wu's hands with just this flash.

Xiang Yu's arrow pierced Xiang Wu's outer shirt swiftly and swiftly with a cold air, pierced through Xiang Wu's clothes with a 'duh' sound, and nailed Liu Bang's feet.

Xiang Wu stopped and stood less than two feet away from the carriage, not daring to take another step forward.

The purple-clothed boy on the horse had a decisive look in his cold eyes, and the bow and arrows in his hands were full of arrows, pointing at her head, threatening with awe-inspiring aura.

Xiang Wu never doubted her lightness skills, but at this moment, she felt a little uncertain in her heart. Feeling the small hole in her coat, she turned her head to look at the purple-clothed boy on the horse.

She was afraid of hurting Zhang Liang...

Facing Mr. Xiang and Mrs. Xiang, Liu Bang wisely chose to be honest, and the battle between Star Soul and Han Xin was also because Zhang Liang was held hostage by Xiang Wu. Han Xin's blunt sword was slightly stagnant and injured by Star Soul's energy gathering And temporarily come to an end.

Now the situation in the field suddenly changed...

Han Xin was injured, Liu Bang was restrained, and although Xiang Wu held Zhang Liang hostage, he was afraid of the bow and arrow of the boy on horseback and dared not act presumptuously.

The silent surroundings gradually fell into such a strange atmosphere, until there was a long and urgent sound of horseshoes and a voice like thunder: "Report..."

"Young master... many Qin soldiers suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain, and they have already surrounded the entire mountain." A rough-armored young man came hastily, with an anxious look on his immature face.

"Qin Bing?" Xiang Yu's hand trembled slightly.

"Xiang Yu... I still have the same sentence, you retreat now, there is still time..." Meng Tian's voice sounded again: "Meng Yi has surrounded this mountain with [-] soldiers and horses. Hope, I'm afraid it will be burned."

The silent air suddenly became a little dignified.

Zhang Liang quietly looked at the boy on the horse, and suddenly smiled softly.

It was very light, but it fell into everyone's ears.

Zhuying Qingfeng, the sound of the collision of the bells, mixed with an elegant smile, slowly dissipated the killing intent.

"Win the king and lose the bandits, Shao Yu, let's retreat..." In the voice of chuckling, there was a faint sigh, although the sound was silent, melancholy rose in everyone's heart.

"Third Master..." Xiang Yu's voice was filled with unwillingness, but he also slowly put down the bow and arrow in his hand.

"Help me take care of him..." Zhang Liang turned his head gently, looking at Han Xin whose mouth was bloodshot.

"Okay..." Xiang Yu couldn't bear to turn his head away, not daring to look at Zhang Liang again.

With the wind and the setting sun, Zhang Liang's heart was cold, he turned and walked slowly towards the carriage.

The cold sky, like raindrops, fell on his face and fell into his heart.

The sound of the wind chimes suddenly collided with a little haste. Zhang Liang looked at the hands in front of him firmly, unwilling to cling to him, and turned his head away until Ying Zheng slowly withdrew his hands, then got into the carriage expressionlessly, and looked at the The king in white, he couldn't help feeling hatred in his heart, entangled with a trace of helplessness.

The sound of horseshoes and the tinkling of bells covered everything outside the car, not even the sound of walking wheels.

Zhang Liang curled up quietly on the edge of the carriage, he didn't know how to face this person now, he had mixed feelings in his heart and couldn't figure out his thoughts.

Ying Zheng seemed to know that Zhang Liang was struggling, so he didn't force him, but narrowed his eyes slightly, still leaning lazily.

The two of them remained silent like this, with the tinkling of bells in their ears, as if they were singing a tune.

The moon is thin, the wind is blowing

Zhang Liang moved his stiff hands slightly, and glanced at Ying Zheng who seemed to be in a deep sleep with his eyes closed.

The carriage was still moving forward, with some urgency, Zhang Liang slowly opened the curtain behind and looked out.

It was already dark, but the soldiers outside followed the carriage, but they were hurrying along as usual.

Zhang Liang didn't know where Ying Zheng was taking him, he never asked him, and he didn't want to ask him, because Ying Zheng was surrounded by his cages everywhere.

However, he was not reconciled to being caught by Ying Zheng like this. He still had so many unfinished business, so he could not die, nor could he just be imprisoned by his side like this.

Old man Huang once said that the astrology is like chess, the chess moves are very delicate, if one wrong step, the whole game will be lost...

But now, he and Ying Zheng are both on the chessboard, their destiny is fixed, they... naturally cannot stay out of it.