Qin Shihuang opened his eyes this time.
There was no majesty, no domineering, or even suffocating coldness.
Instead, his eyes were full of exhaustion.
He looked at Fusu and said, "Su'er, you still think it's a gift from me."
Did your mother and my wife die?”
Fusu's hands were trembling.
He lowered his head and said, "When Su'er was young, his father said that those who want to achieve great things can also kill their close relatives.
Along the way, the younger brother has been most like his father, decisive in killing and hiding his strength and biding his time.
But Su Er can't be cruel, but his father still wants to pass the throne to Su Er, Su Er doesn't understand. " "If there were no people in the world, I don't know how much more fierce fighting would have to be fought and how many casualties would be caused.
If you want to achieve great things, you can kill your loved ones.
How many years have I taught you, why can't you always learn?
You know that I love you more than I love Hai.
"Sir," Qin Shihuang said a little tiredly, holding his forehead.
"But if father doesn't listen to the slander and kills the queen, will you still be so kind to Su'er?
Su'er has dedicated his whole life.
I am not filial to Da Qin, nor am I coveting the throne.
I just want my father to tell me the truth.
You In front of this relic of my mother, tell me how my mother died."
Fusu raised his head, tears streaming down his face, but he refused to take a step back and still held up the comb in his hand.
He spent thousands of years, regardless of life or death, just for an answer.
Qin Shihuang raised his head, his fatigue gone, and he seemed to be the aloof king again.
He looked down at Fusu and said, "I killed your mother, and I burned her body without leaving any body."
Fusu smiled.
When he heard this sentence, he suddenly smiled, as if he had encountered something happy.
There was no sadness or anger on his face.
He stood up from the ground and put the He put the green comb on his head, then looked at Qin Shihuang and said: "Father, do you still remember a game you often played with me when you were a child?"
Qin Shi Huang was silent.
"At that time, my father killed a civilian, and Su'er was very angry.
My father said that as long as I can knock you down, I will apologize to Su'er and compensate the civilian's family.
Su'er has been practicing fencing hard, but when Su'er finished practicing, My father doesn’t have time to play around with me anymore.”
"You want to fight me with your current body?"
Qin Shihuang raised his eyebrows and said.
Fusu smiled, turned around and looked at me: "Brother Lin, please help me next."
I blinked my eyes, Fusu smiled softly, and his whole body turned into a ball of white light and poured into my body.
The ghost body nourished my body with yin.
I was slightly startled.
Although Fusu was not a red-robed ghost, as a ghost that had survived for thousands of years, the yin in Fusu's body was simply not comparable to that of ordinary white-robed souls.
Hematopoiesis.
In less than a moment, I felt an infinite amount of energy suddenly surge out of my body.
I slowly exhaled a white breath, then stood up and said softly: "Thank you, eldest son."
"Presumptuous" Qin Shihuang shouted loudly, then looked at me and said: "Lin Bei, I will spare your life, you spit out Su'er's soul, otherwise I will make you disappear into ashes."
I shook my body and looked at him: "You robbed me and my wife, and you even said that your surname is Ying.
Although I don't want to say it, I really want to say it now."
"kindness" "Are you dead?"
I raised my middle finger towards Qin Shihuang, and when he was stunned, I ran towards him fiercely.
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Zhang Yi looked at me with a wonderful look on his face, and with a clear sound of the Minghong knife, he chopped Qin Shihuang's head.
In the past, but just when my knife was less than a punch away from his face, a sudden change occurred.
No matter how hard I tried, the Minghong Sword seemed to be falling out of my hand, unable to sink even an inch.
Qin Shihuang looked up at me, his golden pupils full of ridicule: "You use my sword to kill me."
After saying this, Qin Shihuang pushed my chest with a fierce palm.
I groaned and fell down.
Flying out, Minghong Dao flew out without my control.
As if I was hit by a truck, I groaned and lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
This blood was not red, but golden.
But now is not the time to be surprised by the color of my blood.
I stared at Qin Shihuang on the throne, and saw that he was holding the Minghong Sword in his hand, gently stroking the blade, and said: "Luoyang gave the Li Zhu You, you got this Minghong Sword again, you think you can do nothing to me.
Do you know that both this sword and the Li Pearl in your body belong to me?"
Li Zhu I covered my chest and stood up from the ground, and then said: "It's like you gave my wife a treasure.
My wife cared about it enough, so she gave it to me.
I thought it looked good, so I continued to use it.
Is it so strange that you, a country bumpkin, who has never seen the world, still want to go back?"
"Hahaha."
Qin Shihuang laughed angrily, then stood up and looked at me: "You are really interesting.
It seems like what Luoyang said, you are not afraid of death, but I have seen too many people who are not afraid of death, so what if Su'er is not in your body?"
Inside, I just need to beat him out."
With that said, Qin Shi Huang suddenly stood up from his seat.
"His Majesty" At this moment, Zhang Yi suddenly spoke, looked at Qin Shihuang, and said softly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, just leave this matter to Zhang Yi.
It is not good to be angry after all."
Zhang Yi smiled, stopped Qin Shihuang, then walked up to him and turned to look at Luoyang: "Empress, what do you think?"
"My man will win."
Luoyang closed his eyes after saying this.
She couldn't do anything now, and she didn't want to see all the scars on her body.
She closed her eyes, maybe there were some things she didn't want to see, and she couldn't see them.
"Your Majesty, it's time to begin."
Zhang Yi stood in front of me and said softly.
"King against king, general against general.
If you stand in front of me, Zhang Yi, I may not fight you, but since you are so arrogant, I feel that I would be a bit sorry for the audience if I don't fight your pretentiousness.
Brother Gu , the sword comes" Gu Xinlie glanced at me and threw the Tai'a sword directly.
I reached out to catch it, looked at Ying Zheng on the throne mockingly, and said with a smile: "Ying Zheng, Ming Hong belongs to killing, can you hold it?"
, but whether it can be used comfortably remains to be seen.
This is the power of the country.
I heard that you never used it to kill anyone, but now that I think about it, it’s because you don’t want to kill or you can’t.”
"Lin Bei" At this moment, Lin Aocang behind me suddenly spoke.
I turned my head and saw him squinting his eyes, as if he had something to say.
"I won't kill you, not for any other reason, but because I don't want to see you dirtying the ground.
But you have to remember that you are alive because I won't kill you today."
I said softly, and then rushed towards Zhang Yi without looking back.
Zhang Yi was slightly startled.
Before he could react, my sword had already arrived.
Although I had always used swords, I learned how to use the sword from Ya Sha Jin for a while.
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Ya Sha Jin’s sword was tricky and ruthless, and it was a sword for killing people. , for example, I have been greeting Zhang Yi right now, not engaging in direct conflict at all, and just fighting guerrilla attacks from all aspects.
And Gu Xinlie was an expert at this, and he and I kept fighting with him.
Zhang Yi was able to parry with ease at first, but as time went by, his defense also had some flaws, and he would occasionally be hit by us once or twice.
However, being struck by Gu Xinlie's Qianye Ancient Sword is completely different from being struck by my Tai'a Sword.
Maybe the Qianye Ancient Sword can only leave a wound on his body, but the Tai'a Sword can break his arm with one sword, so after several attacks, Zhang Yi will choose to accept Gu Xinlie's sword and avoid my sharp edge. .
However, if we continue to fight like this, there will be problems.
First of all, whether Gu Xinlie's physical strength can keep up is a question.
The Fusu in my body will consume his soul when I exercise.
If time goes by, Fusu will most likely be completely destroyed in my body.
And if I lose Fusu's support, I'm afraid it won't be much better.
At least I won't be able to act in a short period of time.
Zhang Yi's weapon is a thin sword, similar to a fencing sword, very long and extremely slender.
But after careful observation, I found that this sword turned out to be three-edged, similar to a military thorn.
As long as it is inserted into a person's body and pulled out instantly, the blood tank with blood will pull out a fountain in an instant.
And this type of wound is extremely difficult to treat.
Gu Xinlie and I tried our best to avoid Zhang Yi's attack, and then found a position to counterattack.
We must not slow down in the fight with him.
I secretly gave Xiahou Qingyi a look, indicating that we could launch a sneak attack at the critical moment.
I narrowed my eyes.
Squint your eyes, the advantage we have now is that we have more people.
The large number of people means that we can carry out wheel-turning and even sneak attacks.
"Your Majesty, aren't Zhang Yi's conditions tempting enough?"
Zhang Yi chuckled and fended off the attacks from me and Gu Xinlie.
"First, don't call me Your Majesty, it sounds uncomfortable.
Second, you have such stupid conditions."
I glared at Zhang Yi and stabbed out with my sword.
"It seems that Your Majesty has a strong prejudice against Zhang Yi, but it doesn't matter.
It's just that you'd better think clearly about who your enemy is.
Even if Zhang Yi dies here today, I'm afraid you may not be able to escape unscathed."
Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes and said aloud.
"You have also seen that His Highness's pupils are golden.
Do you think that ordinary people will have this color?"
Zhang Yi pierced my shoulder with a puff of his sword, and then came out cleanly.
I was slightly startled, looked at him and said, "What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting, but have you ever heard of a creature like a dragon?"
Zhang Yi smiled, as cunningly as a fox.
"What on earth do you want to say?"
Zhang Yi turned to look at Ying Zheng and narrowed his eyes: "About a few decades ago, I was here and captured a dragon with a man named Chen Jingzang
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