The Villain System of Mingyue in Qin Dynasty.

At this moment, the two girls closed their eyes and remained motionless.The two girls share the same mind, and if one grows in cultivation, the other will also comprehend it.Although they are two people, they are like one body, which is really powerful.

However, facing the turbulent running water and the crystal clear lake surface for many years, the cultivation base of the two girls has not improved for a long time.Because motivation is double, and resistance is also double.One person encounters obstacles on the way forward, which means that the other person will also encounter obstacles at the same time.

There seemed to be an insurmountable moat in front of them blocking their progress.

Until, in front of the eyes of the two girls, a bright sword shadow appeared respectively.

The eyes of the girls were immediately attracted by the ancient sword thrust into the soil, and the long-lost sense of shock in their hearts was eager to try.

"Taking this sword in front of you means that you have given up your previous identities. Whether you used to be as noble as a princess of a country, or as humble as a beggar, it doesn't matter anymore. From now on, you only have one name, That is the name of that ancient sword on the ground."

Ying Ziyi's figure appeared in front of the two women.Swords move people's hearts. For a swordsman, it is not easy to find a sword that suits him.Not to mention two swords that are suitable for them at the same time.

As swordsmen, the two women pulled out the ancient swords on the ground almost at the same time without hesitation.

Turn the soul, destroy the soul.The two ancient swords shone coldly under the sun, and the two girls stroked the long swords, overjoyed.

Ying Ziyi smiled and turned around silently.

The sword is the master, and the man is the slave, which is called the sword slave.A swordsman is always lost in front of powerful forces, perhaps, this is fate.

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It was raining outside, and one or two people walked by on the wet ground from time to time.Without exception, these people were wearing thick black waterproof cloaks, their steps were hurried, and their faces were deeply hidden in the darkness.

This is a dilapidated courtyard, located in the outskirts of Xianyang, which was originally a workshop.But the owner of the workshop is long gone.It has been in disrepair for a long time, and it is dilapidated. It seems that only a slight gust of wind blows, it will not be able to bear it and collapse.

The outskirts of Xianyang are not as good as the city, whether it is sanitation or environment, they are completely different from the city of Xianyang.

There are slaves who have lost their status and property due to various reasons, there are low-level prostitutes who can be ~harmonious~ with only one pancake, there are thieves, robbers and even killer assassins.

The nine streams are mixed, and all kinds of dark forces are intertwined and gathered here.It is precisely because of this that this is also the best place to hide.

The road in front of the workshop was originally sparsely populated, but it was extraordinarily lively tonight.

From the creaking wooden door, along the path paved with fine sand, you come to the main house in the courtyard.

Inside, a few candles were only symbolically lit, barely bringing a little light to the room.

There were more than a dozen people bustling together in this small room, but at the same time, each of them kept a certain distance from each other, full of guard against each other.

Until, a man in black walked in.

Taking off the dripping cloak, this is an old man in a white long coat, with dense wrinkles on his face, which is very scary.

"Sorry everyone, I'm late."

The old man walked to the center of the room, facing the dozen or so people in the room, and began to chair the meeting.

"The people who can evade the Shadow Secret Guards, the Iron Eagles, and even the snares... these minions of the Qin Kingdom who came here are all skilled swordsmen and killers. This is also the purpose of our gathering this time."

The old man paused, and glanced at the people present, most of them looked indifferent.There is only one teenager, and he is laughing.

In this gloomy place, the young man's smile was like a ray of sunshine shining into the dark abyss, making the old man feel inexplicable fear.

Yes, it's fear!

The old man was weather-beaten, had seen countless skilled swordsman killers, and experienced countless dangerous and bloody scenes.But he has never seen a person who can laugh like the young man in front of him in this environment full of masters and murderous aura.What does this represent?The old man didn't know.All things beyond their control will make the old people feel tired and afraid.

The old man suppressed the emotion in his heart and continued: "Okay, don't gossip, I think everyone knows it. For this goal, someone offered [-] gold to take Ying Ziyi's head."

"Hahahaha!" A sudden laugh sounded out, and the old man's heart skipped a beat. The source of this voice was that young man—the unstable factor that the old man believed in.

The young man successfully attracted everyone's attention, and he said triumphantly: "The fourteenth son of the Great Qin Dynasty, the head of Ying Ziyi, Lord Anxi, is only worth fifty thousand gold, which is really a big joke."

"That's right, fifty thousand gold alone is of course not worth it, but this time the buyer has another item. I believe everyone will be interested."

Everyone focused their eyes on the old man, only to see him take out something from his sleeve.

It's a small box, as for what's inside, the old man has kept it a secret for now.

"Everyone knows that the Yin-Yang School separated from Taoism [-] years ago and created a lot of unbelievable moves. This includes the art of medicine. In addition to the elixir, what is contained in this box is what mortals like me dream of."

Most of the people in the room gasped. Judging from the old man's tone, there was no doubt that it contained the real pill.

The legendary priceless treasure.Even in that expert and mysterious Yin-Yang family, it is an extremely rare treasure.Rumor has it that Yun Zhongjun, one of the five elders of the Yin Yang family, would fail [-] out of [-] refinements of the Immortal Pill.And the only successful time, the refining was only a low-grade elixir that barely became a elixir.

"There is only one real pill. Whoever can bring the head of the thief to me will get this priceless treasure."

"Hahahaha!" The abrupt laughter sounded again, and it was the boy from just now again.

During the conversation just now, the old man has been watching the boy.

When everyone was indifferent, the boy was laughing.

When everyone was amazed, the boy was still laughing.

Is it so funny?The old man thought so in his heart.

I only heard the young man say: "The real pill is indeed expensive, but compared with the fourteenth son of Daqin, it is still not in the same breath."

"You kid, are you a spy sent by Qin?"

Finally, someone couldn't help but yelled at this arrogant kid.

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and many people in the room were already dissatisfied with this kid.Some people even reached for the dagger hidden in their sleeves, intending to kill a competitor first.

"Oh! I'm just telling the truth. With you rubbish, I'm afraid Ying Ziyi won't even see Ying Ziyi's face, so he will be snatched away first."