Daqin: Bear children tell stories, emperors beg to shut up

"Go!"

Just when everyone was in a trance, a loud shout suddenly sounded.

Followed by.

Xiang Bo activated the secret technique, and the muscles in his arms instantly multiplied, to the extent that his clothes were torn.

The terrifying atmosphere spread crazily around.

"Tyrant, take your life!"

Xiang Bo raised a hammer made of special material, which looked ordinary but weighed ten thousand catties.

"There are assassins, protect Your Majesty!"

"Come on people!"

"kill!"

The escorting guards rushed towards Uncle Xiang.

For an instant.

The city gate of Xianyang is in chaos!

As soon as they heard that there was an assassin, the people scattered and fled, crying and shouting.

And Xiang Bo stood in the crowd, his long hair was disheveled, like a madman.

There is no one else in his eyes, only the six-horse carriage!

"die!"

With a roar, Chambers raised the hammer high with all his strength, aimed at the six-horse carriage, and threw it out viciously.

"boom!"

In an instant, the six-horse carriage that Ying Zheng was riding in was reduced to powder.

"Success!?"

Seeing this scene in front of him, Zhang Liang was ecstatic.

"Come on!"

Seeing that the assassination was successful, Zhang Liang immediately led Xiang Bo into the crowd.

And this time.

The royal team has already been in chaos.

Many Daqin powerhouses shot out one after another, frantically looking for the assassin's whereabouts.

Seeing the six chariots turned into powder, all the officials and officials were dumbfounded.

Even some timid people passed out on the spot 0 ..

When Hu Hai heard that there was an assassin, he was so frightened that he rolled down from the carriage and ran towards the crowd screaming.

"Ah, there is an assassin, hurry up and escort me, don't kill me."

He knelt in the crowd, holding his head in his hands, trembling.

In the royal queue, there was a carriage, but it stood quietly, unaffected by the surroundings.

inside the carriage.

Ying Zheng crossed his hands and put them into his wide cuffs, closing his eyes quietly to rest.

"Father, even if you knew in advance that someone committed suicide, you wouldn't hide in my carriage, would you?"

Looking at Ying Zheng sitting next to him, Ying Chang'an said rather aggrieved.

"Humph!"

The corner of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched, without raising his eyelids, he sneered and said, "Is it because of your crow's mouth? If you didn't say that there are assassins, why would they come to assassinate them?"

Win Chang'an:? ? ?

This can also depend on?

Are you emperors so good at playing rogues?

The commotion outside was still going on.

All kinds of shouts, noises, and wailing came and went.

Some people even cried for Ying Zheng.

Relying on his acquired cultivation, Ying Chang'an could clearly feel that there were countless powerful auras raging wildly outside.

These people have to have innate realm to say the least.

There are even many who have reached the master level.

This is the background of Daqin!

But Ying Zheng sat firmly in the carriage, seemingly unaffected by the noise outside.

He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ying Changan, and said, "Stinky boy, you really enjoy yourself. I have never been in such a stable carriage."

"Father takes care of everything every day, so of course I don't have the leisure to do it."

Ying Changan shrugged.

Of course it's comfortable.

This is the Dragon Cloud Carving Car.

Not to mention walking on this kind of road, even if it is a steep peak, it is like walking on flat ground.

"You have a good reason."

There was a smile on the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth that he didn't know whether it was good or bad, and he looked at Ying Chang'an calmly.

"It's okay. I said, father, I haven't finished talking about the big brother last time."

Ying Chang'an directly ignored his father's malicious smile, and said childishly.

"Dare to say?"

Ying Zheng raised his brows, pretending to be angry and said, "Last time in Zhangtai Palace, you dared to publicly contradict me in front of so many people on 5.7. I haven't settled this matter with you yet. You are the other way around." Hit it up."

"Father is an emperor through the ages, the monarch of the Great Qin, and the dragon's prestige is naturally untouchable."

"But it's about the relationship between father and son and brother. Although Chang'an doesn't understand any major principles, he still has to fight for the elder brother."

Ying Chang'an's tone was extremely serious, and his big round eyes shone like jewels.

Hear this.

Ying Zheng looked at his son quietly.

After a long time.

A burst of hearty laughter erupted in the carriage.

"Hahaha, good, you are indeed my son! Fearless of power, daring to act, have the demeanor of my past."

Ying Zheng touched Ying Chang'an's little head, his eyes were full of doting.

Subsequently.

He suppressed his smile and asked, "Chang'an, the emperor has neglected you these days, do you blame the emperor?"

Ying Chang'an shook his head, and said bluntly, "No wonder."

"Oh?"

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "Why?"

"Because we are father and son."

In an instant.

The big hand placed on Ying Chang'an's head suddenly trembled violently.

Looking at the younger son who answered seriously.

The smile on Ying Zheng's face froze, and his nose couldn't help but feel a little sore.

Yes!

Because we are father and son.

This reason is enough.

061 Father, where did you send the beggar? (6/10, please book first!)

I do not know how long it has been.

The riot gradually died down.

outside the carriage.

Zhao Gao's unique sharp voice sounded slowly.

"Your Majesty, the assassins have been found. There are five people in total, all of whom are experts at the peak of the Xiantian realm. After the assassination was successful, they vomited blood and died on the spot."

Ying Zheng asked lightly, "A dead man?"

Zhao Gao replied outside the carriage: "Depending on the situation, it should be."

"Keep quiet, investigate secretly, let's go."

"Old slave obey!"

Outside the carriage, Zhao Gao, who was covered in blood, agreed, then turned and walked away.

It didn't take a while.

The commotion completely subsided.

The crying gradually became smaller and became a wordless sob.

Only Hu Hai, kneeling on the ground like an ostrich, could only wish to drill a hole in the ground with his head.

Until Zhao Gao came over and helped him up from the ground.

Looking at the unsatisfactory thing in front of him, he shivered and his pants were wet, Zhao Gao didn't know whether to be angry or funny.

What's angry is that Hu Hai is really a piece of iron waste.

The laugh is that if he inherits the throne, it will be effortless to control it.

"Teacher, there are assassins, there are assassins! Don't worry about others, save me quickly."

Hu Hai held Zhao Gao's hand tightly, unwilling to let go for a moment.

I was afraid that if I let go, my life would be gone.

"Your Highness, please rest assured that the assassins are all dead."

Zhao Gao pretended to answer.

"died?"

Hu Hai breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said, "That's great, it scared me to death."

And this moment.

Inside Long Yundiao's car, Ying Zheng had a panoramic view of what Hu 02 Hai was doing through a gap in the window next to him.

With bottomless eyes, disappointment is gradually fading away.

If he hadn't experienced this disaster, Ying Zheng would never have imagined that his son would be so greedy for life and afraid of death.

Before anything happened, I was so frightened that I knelt down and begged for mercy, my pants were all wet.

How does this look like a prince?

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng's face became colder and colder.

Winning Chang'an next to him didn't have so many ideas.