Daqin: At the beginning, he was ordered to serve the beautiful queen mother

Instead, he went back to the residence alone and put on his clothes.

Having nothing to do today, Lai Ai is going to go to her mansion first, and then make an appointment with Yuan Si, Wang Qi and Wei Wei, and have a chat with them.

At night, I will visit Lu Buwei again and tell him about my plan.

Now I sing and sing with Zhao Ji every night, drunk and dreaming.

His intuition told him that Zhao Ji might be pregnant soon.

There may even be a crystallization of love now.

It's just that the two have only been together for half a month, so they can't find out for the time being.

In any case, it is imminent to get rid of the eunuch status.

If he has been an eunuch all the time, it will really affect his development of his own power.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly moved, and a few people came to mind.

Now that Lu Buwei is going to send troops to Wei State again, Lu Buwei's city will definitely make some preparations.

In today's state of Wei, although the king of Wei is fatuous, there is an astonishingly talented Lord of Xinling, Wei Wuji.

The prestige of one person shakes the princes of the world.

It is the biggest obstacle for Da Qin Dong to come out now.

Although Lord Xinling was framed by Lu Buwei's envoy, he was deprived of military power by King Wei.

But the prestige has not diminished in the slightest.

What's interesting is that in today's state of Wei, there are great generals outside and great Sikong Wei Yong inside.

And according to the memory of the original body, he had personally conveyed the order to Black and White Xuanjian to kill a person a month ago.

And that person's identity is also very easy to remember. He is the contemporary Sword Master of Chengying, and is also named Wuming of the contemporary Sword Master by later generations of Qin fans.

He has already carefully analyzed this matter.

The reason why Xuan Jian was seriously injured and fell into a coma later, and was picked up by Wei Xianxian to become her husband, was probably caused by the failure of this mission.

Luo Wang's Tianzi first-class killers, except for the Six Swords slaves, are rarely dispatched together, and they basically act alone.

So Xuan Jian didn't kill Wu Ming, so Luo Wang sent the startled salamanders again.

result~

The startled salamander really lived up to Lu Buwei's high hopes.

Although the startled salamander couldn't even take Wuming's move, they still let Wuming take the initiative to die. Doesn't this count as completing the mission?

Beauty is indeed invincible.

The reason for analyzing this is because he wants to overthrow Lu Buwei and become the new leader of Luowang.

Gotta get some strong power.

Six Swordsmen is Lu Buwei's most powerful killer, and he is loyal to Lu Buwei.

It is impossible to betray Lu Buwei and turn to himself.

To deal with the six sword slaves who are all ranked first in the sky, at present, he alone is not enough.

If he could win over Black and White Xuanjian and Shocking Salamander, he might win.

These two people have one thing in common, that is, they both have their own ideas, and neither wants to be a killer anymore.

It is precisely because of this that they are all likely to betray the net.

In addition to Six Swords Slave who made him afraid, there was also a Tianzi first-class killer who made him even more afraid.

That is the cover of the new post.

His concealment is already in vain.

The successor chosen by Lu Buwei must be more suitable for hiding the sun than him, or more useful.

Regarding this, Lai Ai didn't have many clues, only knew that he was from the army and had a very high status.

The most likely ones are the Wang family.

But nothing is certain.

Fortunately, the scope is not large, so he can explore slowly.

Chapter 77 Chapter 77: Afternoon Rest (Please recommend a monthly ticket)

After passing the Beiming Divine Art to Fangyu, Lao Ai left Ganquan Palace alone.

In the afternoon in Xianyang, it was a little bit hotter, and there were fewer pedestrians. Occasionally passing by wine shops and inns, there were still many people drinking.

Today's Xianyang gathers civil and military personnel from the seven kingdoms. Whether they are scholars or warriors, they all want to come to Xianyang to try their luck and make some achievements.

Every scholar from the six countries who enters Xianyang will be able to order a hundred gold after registering at the gate of the city.

In this way, as long as it is not built in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion every day, the daily necessities of food, clothing, housing and transportation will definitely be worry-free within five years.

The strength of the national power, coupled with the continuous recruitment of talents, makes Xianyang very lively.

Scholars talked loudly, warriors discussed and drank, and clan nobles lingered in restaurants and brothels, making Xianyang lively even in the scorching sun at noon.

Lai Ai was wearing a white long gown, walking on the streets of Xianyang calmly.

Suddenly his heart moved, he turned around on the street, and in the blink of an eye he came to a remote place.

Lao Ai noticed that someone was following her, and when she came to this remote place, she deliberately slowed down her pace.

Immediately afterwards, he didn't stop, but the person turned into pieces of peach blossoms in the blink of an eye, and disappeared almost instantly.

After a few breaths, a figure ran over at the same time. Although he was running extremely fast, his steps were brisk and agile, making almost no sound.

This person is dressed in Jianghu's strong clothes and holds an unknown long sword.

After arriving at the place where Lai Ai disappeared, she also seemed to be in disbelief. Looking around, she still couldn't see Lai Ai, and suddenly felt troubled.

At this moment, he suddenly went into a trance, and vaguely felt that the world around him had changed.

At some point, patches of pink rain fell from the sky.

The man was slightly taken aback, and looked carefully, only to find that the pink rain was actually pieces of pink peach blossoms, falling like rain.

The sunny afternoon street has turned into a world of beauty.

Bursts of crimson petals are flying with the wind, and the falling flowers are colorful, beautiful and dreamy.

But it also gives people a sense of desolation that the flowers will fall helplessly.

This man in a blue and strong suit has a beard and looks like he is in his 30s.

His eyes gradually became obsessed, and his eyes followed the falling petals, watching it draw an elegant curve in the air.

Then, a faint depression and sadness suddenly surged from his heart.

Unknowingly, it infected his mood.

Looking at the falling flowers, it was as if watching his own life slowly passing by.

This quack man who used to only know how to drink, fight and sleep with women suddenly began to think about the meaning of life.

The originally sharp gaze gradually became dull.

The flowers rained down like a curtain, dancing lightly in his world.

Pieces of crimson petals representing beauty fluttered down and dissipated strangely when they landed on his ground.

It made the man feel even more sentimental, as if a certain beauty he had a crush on had died before he had time to enjoy it.

But he didn't seem to notice those flowers scattered like rain.

Each piece falling on his body would form a long and narrow wound.

Where the petals fell, it was like being pierced by a broken sword.

"Is this peach blossom rain beautiful?"

A faint voice suddenly sounded behind him, like enlightenment.

The man woke up suddenly, his whole body froze with fright, and he felt a chill down his spine for an instant.

With a movement of his hand, he instinctively drew his sword out of its sheath, and was about to stab back.

But before he could make a move, his body suddenly trembled, and his whole body was in excruciating pain, as if he had been cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

The severe pain was so severe that he seemed to have no strength to hold a sword.

He instinctively lowered his head slowly to look at his body.

Suddenly his pupils shrank, and only then did he realize that his body was completely stained red with blood.

Countless thin sword wounds had already covered his body at some point.

At this moment, bright red blood is still flowing out.

He turned his head in horror and despair, and looked at the man beside him.

The latter remained indifferent.

On the face as handsome as jade, there is a calm and calm.

The pure and bright eyes are as calm as the surface of a lake, without any waves.

Finally, the man's body softened and he fell down powerlessly. With a muffled bang, he was no longer able to stand up.

When he was dying, he saw the white-clothed man he was following suddenly crouch down.

Put your hand on his wrist.

Immediately afterwards, the zhenqi in his body was like water breaking a bank, being drawn by a mysterious force, rushing towards the man's body, and poured out in a blink of an eye.

He snorted in his throat, but he couldn't speak anymore, his head tilted, and his eyelids finally closed.

In line with the principle of recycling waste and not wasting resources, after absorbing the opponent's true energy.

With one kick, Lao Ai kicked the man's body into a pile of dung and grass next to it.

Then he continued to walk towards his Lai's mansion.

On the remote street corner, everything was as calm as usual, but no one saw everything here.

His step-by-step Hongchen has the ability to deceive people's minds with illusions, and every dreamlike crimson petal is a sword energy.

It can quietly cut the other party into pieces, and the other party is immersed in the illusion of beautiful dreams, so that the mind will be confused, and the other party will not feel any pain.

Killing is invisible and painless.

His martial arts has reached the innate state, and he has already glimpsed the way of the unity of man and nature, and he can be in harmony with his surroundings with every breath and breath.

The keenness of the six senses has reached an extremely terrifying level, and most of their sixth senses are also extremely accurate, which is the signal sent by nature to the body.

Since leaving Ganquan Palace, Lao Ai has keenly felt a breath following her.

It's just that it was inconvenient to deal with because it was on the street after all.

Unexpectedly, the other party followed him all the way, but he still didn't give up.

Lao Ai led the other party to a remote place and dealt with it casually.

No matter who sent the other party, since he chose to follow him, he must have planned something wrong and killed him.

After returning to his own Lai's mansion, all the maids, big and small, looked a little strange when they saw him.

After all, he doesn't come here often, and everyone doesn't know his temper, but he is a little reserved in front of him.

Lai Ai didn't take it seriously, just smiled lightly, took a look at these delicate and lovely beauties, and walked straight into Zi Yuan's room.

The beauty takes a nap in the afternoon, and the summer sleep is naturally cool.

Under the gauze tent, she was only wearing a white gauze nightdress.

Under the nightdress, only a set of light blue underwear is worn. The seductive corset and silk shorts are almost the same as the women's underwear of later generations.

From a distance, you can still clearly see the embroidery pattern on it.

The snow-white skin and graceful curves, under the tulle, add a bit of charm that still holds the pipa half-hidden.