Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 96 It's Late, I'm Losing
It hurts!

It wasn't a dream at all... In other words, the master I had always admired was really instantly killed by a young boy.

"Mr. Ge Nie, can we go now?"

Jian Nu had no expression on his face, of course he didn't know that the one he punched flying just now is one of the best masters today.

As if nothing had happened, he came to Gai Nie's side, and then asked doubtfully.

At this moment, Gai Nie has already opened his mouth wide, unable to close it for a long time.

He also suspected that he was dreaming.

But just now, from the corner of the eye, I saw Chi Lian pinching his thigh and grinning in pain, it was definitely not like a dream.

Who is this boy?

Why can Wei Zhuang fly with one punch?

That speed... is as fast as lightning.

In comparison, whether it's his own movement skills or Wei Zhuang's movement skills, they are not as fast as this person at all.

In this ignorant state, like a walking corpse, he followed Jian Nu in a daze, heading towards Xianyang step by step.

After a long time, Wei Zhuang, who was punched and forced to go over, woke up slowly, touched his head with his hand, was a little confused for a moment, and almost forgot what happened.

In the next second, his eyes widened suddenly, and only then did he realize what happened, and he jumped up from the grass.

"I... the famous Lord of Quicksand was punched to the ground. This is impossible! No matter how strong the other party is, it is impossible for him to be stronger than me. Why is he able to knock me down with one punch? ?”

"Who can tell me what's going on here?"

Wei Zhuang's face was gloomy, and his cheek muscles were beating wildly. At this moment, he couldn't believe that he was knocked down by an unknown boy.

If this matter gets out, how will I continue to mess around in the future?
"Master, just now, what happened just now?" Chi Lian walked quickly, covering his cheeks, and looked at Wei Zhuang with incredulous eyes.

He had clearly seen just now that Wei Zhuang's face was bruised and swollen. It was obvious that the punch just now had caused Wei Zhuang a lot of injuries.

"This little boy didn't talk about martial arts so much, he even sneaked up on me. I also blamed me for being careless. I didn't dodge, so I hit him with a punch. I wanted to fight him after I got up, but I didn't expect him to die in a blink of an eye. Ran away."

"Fortunately, he escaped quickly, otherwise, I would have let him die without a place to bury him."

Wei Zhuang smiled coldly and said pretendingly.

At the same time, several questions involuntarily popped up in my mind.

Who is that kid?

Why is he so powerful, yet wearing the clothes of his entourage?
How did Ying Zige manage to let a top expert be his follower?
Also, which faction did that kid's moves come from?
Countless questions kept flowing through his mind.

Suddenly, a stern look appeared on his face.

"Immediately notify all quicksand masters to gather in Xianyang. There are top masters beside Ying Zige. This time, we are going to make a big disturbance in Xianyang."

Making a fuss in Xianyang?

A smile could not help showing on Trial's face.

He has been waiting for this day for a long time, and has long wanted to turn the entire Xianyang upside down, but he has never had this opportunity.

And now, this opportunity finally appeared in front of him.

"Master, please rest assured, I will definitely spread the news as soon as possible!"

……

now.

In the main hall of Xianyang Palace.

Ying Zige's expression was not as calm as before.

His gaze, from time to time, looked outside the main hall, only to find that the sunlight was getting dimmer, and in the blink of an eye, it would be ten o'clock in the evening.

But the situation in the main hall has become more and more unfavorable to Ying Zige.

Those old ministers who originally wanted to speak well for Ying Zige soon found out that this boy Ying Zige was helping them with treatment all the time.

When they passed out, Ying Zige would come over and wake them up with silver needles.

After repeating this several times, these old ministers finally completely despaired.

They really couldn't figure out when they offended Ying Zige and were going to be tortured by him.

Everyone finally passed out, so you can take a good rest.

But he didn't expect that when the kid saw someone fainted, he ran over with the silver needle in his hands, and after stabbing randomly, the person was revived.

I have to be convinced, this kid's medical skills are really superb, every time the needle is dropped, it can make people wake up.

It is precisely because of this that these old ministers complained secretly one by one, even wanting to die.

"I seriously doubt that the thirteenth son deliberately made things difficult for us. Could it be that he really wants to take us to the funeral?"

"It's very possible. This kid has always played cards unreasonably, and he also likes to bully his followers. He is definitely the villain among the villains. It is reasonable to do such a thing."

"Who can tell me, what kind of enmity does this kid have with us? What kind of resentment? He kept using silver needles to save us, who let him save him?"

"If this continues, he won't be able to save me when I fall down, because I'm almost exhausted now."

Those old officials discussed in low voices one after another, and their malicious eyes kept falling on Ying Zige's face.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Ying Zige couldn't help but sighed, with a wry smile on his face.

【I really thought I wanted to save you guys.You are useless to me now, even if I wake you up, I think you will not say a good word for me. 】

[However, my current medical skills have been exposed in front of Brother Zheng. If I refuse to save my life, Brother Zheng will definitely blame me greatly.This is also impossible. 】

[Just be patient a little longer, the sun is almost setting now, no matter whether I can really win the eradication, my lord, this gamble has come to an end. 】

[Brother Gai Nie, why don't you come? 】

Ying Zige silently sighed in his heart, feeling a little regretful at the moment, if he had known earlier, he should have brought the Yuanhong Sword.

If you lose, then rebel out of Xianyang with the Yuanhong Sword.

From then on, wandering around the rivers and lakes, how unrestrained and unrestrained.

Gai Nie can leave Xianyang with a Yuanhong sword, why can't I?
But it was too late to think about anything now, seeing the sun slowly setting, there was not much time left for Ying Zige.

On the high platform, Ying Zheng's face became more and more ugly.

Old Thirteen, it's fine if you lose the bet this time, you really shouldn't offend these veterans.

These veterans must be very happy to have your head cut off.

How do you ask me to do it?
At some point, Ying Zheng's hands were tightly clenched, and he frowned fiercely, thinking about how to kill Brother Ying Zi.

In any case, Ying Zige is his thirteen sons.

Of course, you can't just watch him beheaded.

"Young Master Thirteen, there is only a ray of light left in the sky. Maybe you will lose in a few breaths."

"If I had known earlier, the thirteenth son should have surrendered earlier, why delay for such a long time."

Zhao Gao sighed and shook his head slowly, looking full of dissatisfaction.

However, in his heart, there was a burst of complacency.

(End of this chapter)