Qin Dynasty Novelist

"According to the news from the farmer's family, it is like this."

Zong Quan was also a little puzzled, the little martial uncle seemed to have been staying in Xianyang City all the time, and he didn't do anything that made the masters of the hundred schools and Yanzhao swordsmen hate him, how could there be the current situation.

"Could it be the remnants of the wild king's battle?"

"During that battle, I suppressed the Mohists, Confucians, military strategists, and some Yanzhao swordsmen. It was the capital of the Mohist thieves who was severely injured by me. Could it be that they recovered so quickly?"

In that battle, I did kill a lot of people, but now I am more than a year old, do they want to jump out again, I just don't know if they have the ability and preparation.

Moreover, compared to himself, Zhou Qing believed that their target was Qin Wangzheng. After all, if he killed himself, he would offend the Taoist Tianzong. Now that Master Bei Mingzi is still there, they have to think about the cause and effect.

With this in mind, he waved his hand towards a certain place in the sky and the human world. Suddenly, a bright cyan streamer flew out, with a sharp edge, and landed in his hand. The black epee disappeared, and the cold light of the eagle sword Explicit.

One of the swords, the light sword, heavy sword, and wooden sword are the same as myself, the reason is the same, any sword is the same!

"If it's really coming at me, Eagle Sword hasn't drank blood before the age, let it drink enough this time."

Accumulated with the source of true energy, the spirituality is self-generated, the buzzing sound is self-proclaimed, and the three-foot sword glow is instinctively swallowed, and the terrifying energy spread in the void, whether it is aimed at himself or Yingzheng, seems to be for Yingjian. It's all win-win.

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"This is Xinzheng!"

Tianze was broken, the prince returned, and the martial law in Xinzheng City was slightly relaxed. The sun was high and the city gate was open. People in plain clothes came in and out, and scholars and swordsmen who had traveled to various countries came in and out.

Outside the Xinzheng North Gate, it is the one with the largest entry and exit capacity among all the gates in Xinzheng. In view of this, there are quite a lot of soldiers guarding and patrolling in front of the towering city gate.

This city with a history of hundreds of years has become the capital of South Korea since South Korea conquered Zheng Guo nearly two hundred years ago. Although it does not look as magnificent as other big countries, it does not have traces of time.

Two quaint Xinzheng Hanwen hang above it, and in the watchtower above the city gate, groups of soldiers in heavy clothes carefully scan the people entering and leaving the city, and stop them immediately if there is any chaos.

At this moment in front of the city, in a corner of the huge traffic area, three figures stood quietly, one man and two women, both holding long swords, well dressed, both young, the man looked handsome, with a calm temperament and square eyebrows , looking up at the city of Xinzheng in front of him.

"Miss Feixue, did my brother really die tragically at the hands of a warrior in Xinzheng City?"

Beside the man, there are two women standing side by side. They are young and youthful, well-dressed and heroic. Looking at the city of Xinzheng in front of them, a woman in a light red dress suddenly said angrily.

Tall, with beautiful brows, although he is not considered to be an alluring and disastrous figure, he still has a unique temperament, such as Lan Konggu, with a natural charm, holding a sword in one hand, gently stroking his lower abdomen with the other, and endless killing in his bright eyes. Meaning blooms.

"That's the case, but I don't know if the martial artist who killed your senior brother is still in Xinzheng. That night, my senior brother intended to save him, but the enemy's strength was extraordinary. In addition to the night, the other party's appearance was not taken lightly, but his strength It's really strong."

"Even at the level of transforming gods, they all belong to the strong!"

On the side of the woman in red is a woman in a blue tight long skirt. Although it is not brocade, her figure can still be seen. The woman in red looks a little older. It's free and easy.

Recalling the scene of that night, I still feel a little terrified in my heart. It must be that the person left for some reason, otherwise, the two brothers and sisters would have to stay there.But now that Jing Ke's senior brother and junior sister came to Xinzheng to seek revenge, Feixue felt quite inappropriate.

"Whether that person is still in Xinzheng or not, I will come to Xinzheng. Senior brother just got the Huluo sword technique, and he suffered like this. Senior brother, do you think it will be Xia Houyang, Zhao Guodan's top sect?"

"He is a martial artist himself. Before his grandfather passed away, he often competed with him. His strength is not bad, and he has been coveting the Gouluo sword technique. It is not difficult to know the whereabouts of the senior brother."

The three of them stood quietly outside the city gate, and did not enter in a hurry. On the angry face of the woman in red, a strong guess passed. .

"I don't know, but if it's Xia Houyang, since he killed the younger brother, he should have taken away the Huluo sword manual from the younger brother, but the other party didn't do that, but set fire to completely destroy the younger brother."

Han Shen shook his head lightly. He didn't agree with the guess of the junior sister. Of course, he didn't deny it. Judging from what happened that night that Miss Feixue said, the other party was determined to kill the junior brother, and his intention was not in the swordsmanship. above.

"Let's go to the city to meet my brother. He knows more about what happened that night. Maybe you will know who killed the young hero Jing Ke. I received a letter from my brother before, and recently Xinzheng warriors gathered. It's chaos."

"Sister Li'er, you are pregnant again. In my opinion, no matter who the enemy is, you should hold off for now. After the two of you have mastered the Huluo sword technique, it will not be too late to take revenge on Young Hero Jing Ke."

Feixue, who was wearing a long blue dress, stepped forward slightly, holding Mo Xie's sword, sensing the surrounding atmosphere, but there were quite a few warriors, and I really didn't know what they were going to do in Xinzheng.

Listening to the words of Han Shen and Gongsun Li beside him, whispering, it is persuasion.

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"Xuanqing has seen the king!"

I waited for many days, and now I finally see you again. I have been contacted by the spies sent by Xianyang before, and now I am fifty miles outside Xinzheng City, in an ordinary village, and today I am driving an ordinary carriage.

The driver was not a famous horse, but a nasty horse. The driver was a young man dressed in coarse linen, unsmiling, and surrounded by many strangers.

In the quiet room, the hidden person from Xianyang appeared. Seeing this, Zhou Qing couldn't help smiling, took a step forward, gave a slight salute, and said softly, Ying Zheng finally chose to come at this time.

"Master stayed in Xinzheng for more than a month. I don't know what happened to Han Fei?"

With a jade-like face and a black black plain robe, she stood there quietly, exuding a faint domineering aura all over her body, looking at Zhou Qing with a pair of very energetic eyes, also a little joyful, without further words, straight to the point .

This trip out of Xianyang took a huge risk, and the time available was limited. In the limited time, everything was done and it was considered a serious matter. Guigu Gai Nie on the side stood with a sword in his hand, silent.

"If you want to get him into the Qin Dynasty, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"In terms of his talents, in just one month, the entire Xinzheng court has established a firm foothold. Given him time, it may not be impossible to clear the Xinzheng court and reorganize the court."

"Moreover, there is a noble person beside him to help!"

In this quiet room, although the environment was not very elegant, none of them cared about it. Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Zhou Qing did not hesitate, and spoke slowly, explaining Han Fei's performance in Xinzheng.

After finishing speaking, with a slight smile on his face, he slightly looked at Gai Nie who was beside Ying Zheng.

"Help me, sir?"

"There are not many people in the world who can be called nobles by the master. I am very curious?"

Regarding what Zhou Qing said, Qin Wangzheng seemed to have expected it long ago, but he didn't seem to care. Recently, he read many works of the other party, and every sentence really came straight to his heart.

Inside and outside the Qin court, it is not as good as an outsider who understands himself. Ying Zheng regards him as a confidant. It is a great gain to see the other party in Xinzheng during this trip. It is better to let the other party enter the Qin Dynasty directly, and it is better to return to Xianyang with him. If not, treat yourself To wipe out internal troubles, the other party has to enter if they don't enter.