Daqin: Ask Zulong for the crown prince at the beginning

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It is estimated that the opponents will directly force them in place.

Said not understand!

Therefore, Ying Ziye did not hesitate at all, Dang even secretly said:

"System, exchange Xuanyuan Sword!"

The voice fell.

There was only a clanging sword sound!

The sound is like a dragon chant!

A slender and simple long sword with ancient characters engraved on it suddenly flashed.

Stand proudly in the ground!

The ancient sword does not have a scabbard!

Because, the entire vast Yanhuang land is its scabbard.

Holy Path Xuanyuan, Chinese Imperial Army!

The honor of all soldiers, the king of swords!

With one sword strike, ten thousand soldiers will be defeated!

in front of it.

Don't talk about the Yuanhong Sword of the 'Juvenile Master'.

Even the first emperor Yingzheng's Heavenly Question Sword.

Facing Xuanyuan, the holy way.

You have to bow your head and bow your head, kneel down and surrender!

Ying Ziye's eyes were burning.

He walked forward slowly and looked carefully.

The blade is slender.

It is engraved with the sun, moon, stars and mountains and rivers!

Quietly placed there.

It released a vast and deep breath!

It's not wanton arrogance, self-important domineering.

Nor is it the kingly way of benevolence and righteousness and compassion.

It is the coexistence of conspiracy and conspiracy.

The holy way of domineering and kingly co-existence!

You don't have to stick to the subsection of the rules.

Because you are the rule maker!

Don't be imprisoned by secular morality.

Because you are the arbiter of morality and law.

Ying Ziye stretched out his hand, gently grasped the ancient sword hilt, and pulled it out forcefully.

In an instant!

The crisp dragon chant sounded!

The sword chooses the master, not to mention Xuanyuan, the holy way.

This dragon chant represents approval.

If there is no recognition, it is the power of pouring mountains and seas.

It cannot be pulled out of the ground.

"Good sword!"

Ying Ziye touched the blade of the sword and was amazed.

Although there is no scabbard.

But it doesn't matter.

He has the storage space given by the system.

It is perfect for storing Xuanyuan Sword.

Otherwise, take it with you.

It will definitely attract countless coveted eyes.

Although he is not afraid of being robbed.

But deal with those moths flying to the flame.

It's really annoying.

a long time.

Ying Ziye flipped his wrist.

Then he put away the Xuanyuan sword.

Afterwards, he exchanged for 4 Shadow Masks.

It is intended to be used to train ghost night guards.

In the process of the horse stepping into the rivers and lakes next.

Ghost Yewei is his right-hand man.

Therefore, he attaches great importance to it.

Just like that, 500 merit points in a blink of an eye.

It will be spent.

"It seems that we still have to earn merit points."

Ying Ziye smiled wryly in his heart.

Then he checked his data panel again.

[Master: Win Midnight! 】

[Identity: Ninth Prince of the Great Qin Empire! 】

[Cultivation: Grandmaster! 】

[Cultivation techniques: cutting the sky and drawing the sword, dragon and tiger self-cultivation! 】

[Items: Xuanyuan Sword of the Holy Path, Shadow Mask*4. 】

[Meritorious Points: 0]

.........

A brief glance.

Ying Ziye stretched slightly.

Then strode out of the room.

Standing in the courtyard.

He glanced at a corner and said softly, "Cao Zhengchun!"

The voice fell.

Cao Zhengchun with a sinister face.

Suddenly, he came out from the shadow in the corner.

This scene, if others see it.

He must have thought he had seen a ghost.

I'm afraid I'm going to faint from fright on the spot.

"This old slave pays homage to the young master, what orders does the young master have?"

Cao Zhengchun saluted respectfully.

Chapter 27: Wandering around Xianyang City, a hero saves the beauty? 【2/5】

"Let me ask you, how is the formation of Ghost Night Guard?"

Ying Ziye asked.

"My lord, it's going well so far, and this old slave has already found many people!"

Cao Zhengchun reported truthfully.

"Oh?"

Ying Ziye frowned and asked:

"Who are they?"

With a smile on Cao Zhengchun's face, he hurriedly replied:

"Refugees, thieves, eunuchs, and sons of good families."

"Although the ingredients are complex, the commonality is that they are all quite talented and can be used to great effect."

"Um..."

Ying Ziye nodded slightly, and then asked:

"As for loyalty, how can we guarantee it?"

The sound didn't fluctuate at all.

People can't figure out their inner thoughts.

"My lord, please rest assured, this old slave has his own way to control these people.

Guarantee that they absolutely regard the son as the sky. ,

With one order, Gui Yewei's body was smashed to pieces, and he will die! "

"very good."

Hear this.

Ying Ziye nodded in satisfaction and didn't ask any more questions.

Those in positions of power must be able to seize power.

But it is even more important to delegate power.

He will not care how Cao Zhengchun trains this group of people.

Only look at the results, not the process!

If Cao Zhengchun couldn't even do this little thing well.

There is no value of existence.

"These shadow masks are for you. You choose the best ones from Ghost Night Guards and give them to them."

Win Ziye's wrist.

The few shadow masks that had just been exchanged appeared in his hand.

He casually threw it to Cao Zhengchun.

Cao Zhengchun hurriedly took it, and said respectfully: "I thank you, sir, for the reward!"