Gao Wu Da Qin: You don’t want the secret to be known, right?

Hu Hai sent the letter to Baiyujing nervously. To his surprise, Baiyujing actually received feedback from Qin Xiaomei.

"Sister Qin has seen Brother Hu's request. I will pass it on to my brother soon. Please hold on, brother. Persistence is victory!"

"Oh, by the way, I have good news for you, Senior Brother. In the near future, two big shots, no, one or two big shots will go to Xuanyuanfen to build Yecheng."

These two short sentences made Hu Hai's head smoke.

What does a semi-big shot mean?

Is there still a half-human in this world?

Who taught Qin Xiaomei Chinese? How could she use such an abstract description? The person who taught her should be hung on a street lamp and beaten!

But Hu Hai thought faster that if it was Qin Feng who taught Qin Xiaomei, then he might be the one hanging on the street lamp and getting beaten.

Hu Hai quickly retracted his idea, ordered his men to prepare a welcoming banquet, and then he went outside the city alone and waited patiently.

After all, he is a big shot, no matter if it is just one or one and a half or two. Anyone who can make a favored girl like Qin Xiaomei mention a big shot must not be an ordinary character.

Snowflakes were flying, the wind and snow were unpredictable, Hu Hai looked at the heavenly spaceships above his head constantly moving up and down. The originally dim and vast sky began to show the crystal luster of glass halos under the action of the heavy industry of heaven.

It's like a layer of transparent tiles on the sky, which is very beautiful.

I'm just not sure whether what Zhang Bairen made is sturdy.

Don't let it end up being a mere showpiece that looks good but is useless.

Just as Hu Hai was sighing, a black shadow broke through the natural barriers of wind and clouds and came roaring down in the wind and snow not far away.

This spaceship, at first glance, is low-key, and looks like an ordinary small Xuanniao aircraft, but judging by its shape and texture and material, it can be seen that this is definitely a high-end aircraft.

Ordinary aircraft do not have the ability to penetrate the natural barrier directly from the front and enter the Xuanyuan Tomb.

What interested Hu Hai was that the Xuanniao aircraft was the most commonly used thing in the empire. After all, the empire used the Xuanniao as its totem, and many of the empire's aircraft were in the shape of the Xuanniao.

Is this the big shot that Qin Xiaomei mentioned?

A big shot in the empire? Who could it be?

Li Si?

Wang Jian?

Or does the patriarch win or lose?

Just when Hu Hai was feeling anxious, the Xuanniao aircraft roared towards him.

At this moment, the defensive sentinel robots on both sides of Jianye City also transformed and appeared around Hu Hai, forming a battle formation.

"do not worry!"

Hu Hai waved at the sentry robots around him, "It's time to go to sleep! This is my guest!"

As soon as Hu Hai gave the order, the sentinel robots came and went quickly, and then disappeared in the vast snow, as if they had never appeared.

Hu Hai just waited quietly like this. Not long after, the Xuanniao aircraft in front of him made a graceful drift with its tail swing, dragging huge snow waves with a hissing sound, and arrived in front of Hu Hai.

Huge waves hit Hu Hai's protective suit, and the plasma protective layer of the suit collided with the high-speed ice and snow, dissipating in silence.

Hu Hai was a little depressed. Who was coming?

Still drifting in front of me!

Do you know that I am a prince of Qin?

In Xianyang, there are not many people who dare to show their teeth to me!

Apart from the clan elders, my brother, and my father, there is no one else!

Are you looking for excitement as you are a guy driving a Qin Xuanniao flying vehicle and drifting towards the prince of Qin?

You think you are my father!

I'll show you what I can do!

At this moment, the Xuanniao aircraft stopped and the door of the aircraft opened. A heroic middle-aged man over two meters tall, wearing a black flight combat suit, took off his combat helmet and walked out of the cabin door.

He did not greet Hu Hai and apologize enthusiastically. Instead, he stood at the door of the aircraft and looked at Jianye City in the snow not far away, muttering, "It is indeed the legacy left by Qin Feng. It is a war fortress in the style of fairy tales, science fiction and cyberpunk! It is much more spectacular than what I saw in the projection!"

Hu Hai was so angry when he saw the man acting so pretentiously.

Man, are you still asleep?

I'm the host!

I've been waiting for you here for so long, but you didn't even look at me when you walked out of the cabin!

What the hell!

After he finished speaking, Hu Hai angrily walked around the aircraft and looked at the face of the middle-aged man in the flight combat suit.

He had weathered eyes, a majestic beard, angular cheeks, and a kingly air between his brows that exuded majesty without even being angry.

The moment he saw the man's face, Hu Hai's knees softened reflexively, and he knelt down in the snow, kowtowed to the man, "Hu Hai greets father!"

"Hu Hai did not know that my father had arrived and was unable to greet him from afar. Please forgive me, my father!"

Who is coming?

Qin Shi Huang!

Ying Zheng glanced at Hu Hai who was kneeling on the ground, and threw the flight combat helmet away with a light flick!

Hu Hai hurriedly took his father's combat helmet, stood up and said enthusiastically, "Father, why are you here? My master has specifically instructed that unless the regular army of the Supreme Universe invades, the Empire should not intervene. If you do this, my husband will probably be in trouble..."

"Mr. You, Mr. yours—" Ying Zheng said as he walked down the stairs of the aircraft, "Twenty-six years since you left home, Qin Feng has become the eternal truth that you always talk about. Do you still have me as your father in your heart?"

Hu Hai said hurriedly, "My son is always thinking about his father, and my master is also always thinking about his father! The hearts of my master and I are clear to the sun and the moon, and the heaven and earth can bear witness to it!"

Ying Zheng said with his hands behind his back, "Qin Feng told the Empire not to act rashly, but he didn't tell me not to act."

"I just came here by myself. The Empire didn't take action."

"This matter naturally does not need to be difficult for Qin Feng to handle."

Hu Hai could only listen to his father's specious words and said awkwardly, "Father is right. My teacher was not thoughtful enough. It is normal for father to do so. However, the affairs of the empire are very busy now. Father is busy with many things. I am afraid that your sudden departure from Xianyang will delay the affairs of the empire..."

Ying Zheng looked down at his son and said lightly, "Do you know why there is a curtain in the Royal Palace of Xianyang?"

Hu Hai said, "Reporting to my father, the curtain is like fog, covering the human king, symbolizing that the king's power cannot be desecrated and cannot be viewed closely."

Ying Zheng said, "You are only partially right. Setting up the curtain has a direct benefit. Even if I am not in Xianyang, no one will know that I am not in Xianyang. They will think that I am in Xianyang."

Hu Hai was stunned and looked at Ying Zheng stupidly. I was like, oh shit!

Dad, what’s the difference between what you did and skipping work?

The king of the empire placed a dummy to discuss state affairs with court officials, while he himself traveled around. What's the difference between this and a tyrant?

Cyberpunk tyrant?

To be honest, Dad, you are so good at playing, and the empire can last so long, and even defeat the six vassal states. Dad, you are really awesome!

Ying Zheng saw through his son's thoughts at a glance and said unhappily, "I only use this secret once in a while, only three or five times a year!"

"Not as absurd as you think! Not as frequent!"

"And you! Don't always be like Qin Feng and assume the worst of other people's good intentions!"

"Your teacher has paranoia. This is due to his family background. It is understandable that he has this problem."

"There's nothing wrong with your background, so don't let your imagination run wild."

Hu Hai said, "Yes, yes! I will help you keep this secret."

Ying Zheng added, "There is one more thing. I came to Jianye as a person, not as a king, so don't call me father!"

Hu Hai asked, "Then, what is that called?"

Ying Zheng thought for a moment, "When I was young, I was a knight-errant of the State of Zhao. I took my mother's surname and fought for everything. They called me Zhao Zheng. Later, I followed my mother to Xianyang, and my father gave me the name Ying Zheng. How about this, you can call me Uncle Zhao."

Hu Hai said, "This, this is inappropriate! If Uncle Li Si knew about this, I'm afraid Hu Hai would be punished for his rude behavior..."

Ying Zheng frowned and said, "This is the Jianghu, not the imperial court. The imperial court rules don't apply here. I'm your father, so you have to listen to me!"

Hu Hai could only say, "Yes, it's Uncle Zhao."

Ying Zheng then continued to walk with satisfaction, "How are your preparations going?"

Hu Hai told the whole story of how he plotted against Renzu Temple, how Renzu Temple did not fall for it, and how Tang Song said he would bring experts.

Ying Zheng stopped and commented without any hesitation, "Stupid!"

"What is the Renzu Temple?"

"That was a pile of stinky stones from the toilet. Even the thief Qin Feng shook his head when he saw it. They were stinky and hard."

"Your teacher, who is such a wise man, didn't even get a penny from the Human Ancestor Temple. You and Zhang Bairen, two fools, think you can get anything from the Human Ancestor Temple?"

"Want to eat shit?"

"Daydreaming is not as stupid as you two!"

"Don't even think about moving the battlefield to Xuanyuan Tomb. Even if you set up the battlefield in Xuanyuan Temple, they will quickly move to another place and won't help you!"

"Stupid! It's absolutely stupid!"

Hu Hai nodded like pounding rice. He dared not say a word to his father. Whatever his father said was the truth. The most despicable counterattack would be a slap in the face by his father!

There was only one thing on Hu Hai's mind.

I only prepared one table of food, but now two tables of people have come!

My younger brother Tang Song is a guest, and my father Ying Zheng is also a guest, and a distinguished guest!

How will the seats be allocated then?

My father must sit at the main seat. He sits there wherever he goes. For him, sitting anywhere else is like sitting at the children's table, which is very embarrassing.

Then I can only let Tang Song down, there is no other way, my dad is the boss.

Just as Ying Zheng and his son were chatting happily, they saw deep geometric beams of light spreading in the sky.

"It's a teleportation beam!"

Hu Hai walked ahead enthusiastically, "Father, Tang Song is here! And that Kaioshin Baidi is here too! Let's go and welcome him!"

"Let's go!" Ying Zheng said with great interest, "This is my first time meeting a strong man like King God. Seeing is believing. Let's go and take a look!"

The father and son walked in, with the fully automatic sentry robots leading the way, and soon they arrived at the teleportation array in the city.

Seeing this from a distance, Hu Hai's heart skipped a beat. Damn, so many people came!

In Hu Hai's mind, if his younger brother brought his brothers to join him, there would be only seven or eight people at most, or at most seventeen or eighteen!

Now, at first glance, it looks like a sea of ​​black, there are at least seven or eight hundred people!

Moreover, at a glance, there were both men and women, and each of the girls was exotic and beautiful. Some of them could be smelled with feminine fragrance even from a long distance away.

In the teleportation array, the one standing in the front row and being the most active is undoubtedly Tang Song!

Compared with the past, Tang and Song were much taller, more than 1.9 meters tall, with wolf arms and ape waists, wearing a knight's robe that was so free and easy, and a green sword at his waist. He really was the classic image of a knight-errant.