Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 67 What is the chance of being shameless?

"Yes!" He hastily put a smile on his face again, bowed respectfully, entered the study and took away the bamboo slips, and then returned to the palace to buy related items non-stop.

Under the big tree in front of the study, Jian Nu and Han Baichuan looked at each other with doubts on their faces.

What do you want these things for?
"Aren't you strange? Why am I interested in these things?" Ying Zige frowned, and said to the two with a smile.

The two looked at each other and nodded in unison.

"The reason is very simple..." Ying Zige had a mysterious smile on his face, and immediately stretched their necks forward a little to seduce them.

"Because I am happy!"

Puff!
The two top swordsman followers almost spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and their faces suddenly became very ugly.

Nima!

It should have been thought long ago that Young Master Thirteen really doesn't like playing cards with common sense.

Accidentally fell for it again.

The two of them were in a mess, and suddenly felt countless beasts galloping in their hearts.

However, in his heart, that idea still emerged.

Why is the son interested in those things?
Early the next morning.

The streets of downtown Xianyang.

This place is already very lively, but today it is especially lively.

It's just because a news came from Xianyang Palace early in the morning that the Thirteenth Prince was going to hold a so-called event here.

"What is an activity?"

"Could it be that an athletic competition is going to be held?"

"Is there another excitement to watch?"

"It must be so!"

"The thirteenth son showed his face on the street last time, and his two followers turned out to be top experts. It's really unexpected!"

"If the guess is correct, there must be another good show this time."

……

Ying Zige had never disappointed these people.

Every time Ying Zige appeared, it was bound to be accompanied by a good show.

Most of them were assassinated by assassins, as if the assassins sent by the remnants of the six kingdoms also picked soft persimmons.

After all, Ying Zige's reputation as a trash had already spread throughout the old lands of the Six Kingdoms. Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that after seeing him, those assassins could not help but strike.

The hearts of the people were suddenly filled with unprecedented expectations.

At this moment, the crowd was separated abruptly, and more than a dozen guards, majestically, blocked the common people on both sides.

Then, a few more guards brought in a few large tables, and they immediately clashed together.

Lay red cloth on top.

And there were many guards holding trays in their hands. The trays were covered with red cloth, and under the red cloth were bulging, and they didn't know what was hidden.

All these things were placed on those tables.

In an instant, question marks appeared one after another on everyone's faces.

What is this?
The thirteenth son is no longer a son, is he going to change his career to sell things?
The people looked at each other in blank dismay, only feeling that what the thirteenth son did today was extremely strange.

At this moment, a familiar figure walked slowly between the guards, with hands behind their backs.

The assassins who were hiding in the crowd suddenly looked like eagles, and there was a murderous look in their eyes.

The six kingdoms were initially established, and those remnants of the six kingdoms had already lost their fiefdoms and soldiers.

So what can hurt Daqin now is to send assassins to assassinate important officials and Yingzheng's heirs.

A starved camel is bigger than a horse. Although they don't have a large army in their hands, the assassins they can dispatch are like crucian carp crossing the river.

The assassins hiding in the crowd couldn't help but put their hands in their sleeves, and the short knives hidden in them couldn't wait to get out of their sheaths.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, their eyes widened at the same time, and they looked at the sword on Ying Zige's waist with incredulous eyes.

"That is?"

"Yuanhong Sword!"

"How did the sword of the Juggernaut fall into his hands?"

The assassins were stunned on the spot, and slowly let go of the hand that grabbed the hilt of the sword.

At this moment, the palms of the hands were covered with cold sweat.

Sword Saint Gai Nie, swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world.

Especially the hundred-step flying sword, which makes people frightened.

In the rivers and lakes, no one dares to pick up the hundred-step flying sword.

Ever since he betrayed Xianyang, it has even caused a commotion in the Jianghu.

But now, his saber Yuanhong Sword is actually worn on the waist of the Thirteenth Prince?

In other words, unlike the legends, Ge Nie has actually been killed?

And the one who killed Gai Nie was the thirteenth son.

There is a rule among the rivers and lakes, that is, after defeating an opponent, you can take away the opponent's weapon as a spoil of war.

unless……

The thirteenth son was shameless, and sent a top expert to defeat Gai Nie, and then shamelessly took back the Yuanhong Sword from that expert.

This kind of thing, the thirteenth son should be able to do it, right?

This idea flashed through their hearts, and they had the urge to do it again.

However, what are the chances of the thirteenth son being shameless?

They really dare not bet!
At this time, Ying Zige had already slowly arrived behind the table, and then smiled slightly.

"Looking at your eyes, it seems that you are looking forward to a good show. I'm sorry, I'm afraid I will disappoint you today."

"My son came here today, in fact, to give you some benefits. Do you see these circles..."

While speaking, Ying Zige had a profiteer's smile on his face, and pointed his finger at the corner of the table.

Those people were stunned, and at the same time shook their heads like a wave drum: "No!"

"Huh?" Ying Zige was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at the place he was pointing at, and then his face was full of embarrassment.

"My lord, I was distracted just now." Han Baichuan who was next to him hurried over, holding the wooden sword in one hand, and escaped from his arms with circles made of bamboo one after another with the other hand.

There were hundreds of them, and they were placed on the corner of the table opposite to what Ying Zige was pointing at.

Clap!
Ying Zige directly slapped himself on the forehead.

[I said sword man, I know you have a problem with me, but is it necessary to be so obvious? 】

【It's embarrassing for you to be so cute.Apart from good swordsmanship, you really don't have any advantages. 】

Ying Zige complained in his heart, and his messy teeth ached.

Then he took a deep breath, and once again showed a profiteer's smile.

"Today, my son will take out a lot of things to play a game with everyone. Do you see these circles in front of you now?"

"I saw it this time!" The people nodded one after another, but their faces were still full of doubts.

You can see it when you see it. What's so mysterious about it?

"A copper coin and a ring. You can use the ring to cover the things on the table. If you catch the ring, it belongs to you."

"I can guarantee that these things are very valuable, and any one of them is worth hundreds of copper coins."

Ying Zige's voice was loud, and with the opening of the Juggernaut inheritance, the internal energy in the dantian was abundant, which immediately shocked everyone's minds.

Those assassins, seeing that Ying Zige was so unreliable, immediately began to calculate in their hearts, what are the chances that this kid is shameless?
In the end, it was unanimously determined that it was as high as 90.00% [-]!

(End of this chapter)