Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

"Your Majesty, I thought of a few strategies for attacking Chu today, and they may be able to contribute a little bit to our Great Qin's attack on Chu. Please ask your Majesty to let me go to the front line to discuss with General Wang Jian to see if these strategies can be used. Use." Lord Changping saluted Yingzheng respectfully.

Ying Zheng's eyes fell on Jun Changping below through the beaded crown, his eyes were indifferent, and there was no expression on his face. .

Chapter 124 Lord Changping fled, Su Ying returned to Qin

"Since Mr. Changping, you have the heart to worry about the division of the country, yes." Ying Zheng said, and his majestic voice echoed in the hall.

There was a gleam of joy in Mr. Changping's eyes that no one could see.

After the dynasty was over, Mr. Changping returned to his mansion.

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"What did you say?! Tian Guang is dead?!" Chang Ping-jun opened his eyes wide and looked at the sad-faced peasant disciple in front of him in disbelief.

"Yes, Xia Kui is indeed dead, as well as Tian Meng, the head of Lieshan Hall in my farmhouse, and Bone Demon, all three of them died at the hands of Nasu Mo, and now their bodies have been sent back to the farmhouse It's six halls." The farm student said sadly.

Mr. Changping opened his eyes wide, his legs were a little weak, he took a few steps back weakly, and sat on the wicker chair.

"Ten top masters and seven to eight hundred peasant disciples on the surface, plus three top assassins in the dark, a total of thirteen top masters in the world, can't deal with a single Su Ying!!" Changping Jun gritted his teeth angrily Dao, with a wave of his sleeve robe, all the teapots on the table were swept away and smashed into pieces.

"Tian Guang is such a waste! He obviously went to ambush others, but in the end he lost his life! It's a joke to die!"

"They're all trash, a bunch of trash! Those 610 people can't deal with Su Ying and Concubine Yan!"

Mr. Changping clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He vented his unbearable anger and at the same time concealed his inner fear of Su Ying. He had already been foolproof in this ambush, and it was impossible for him to miss again, but in the end he found that he still underestimated Su Ying. win.

That figure in Tsing Yi was like a huge mountain pressing down on Mr. Changping's heart, making it difficult for him to breathe, and that indifferent and handsome face was the most terrifying nightmare in Mr. Changping's heart.

"What about Su Ying? Where is he now?" Mr. Chang Ping asked the peasant student, suppressing the anger and fear in his heart.

"I don't know, after the battle yesterday, he and Concubine Yan disappeared, and the farmer didn't find any trace of them." The farmer's disciple bowed his head.

"Sure enough, it's a waste! What a big sect with [-] disciples, what is the number one sect of a hundred schools of thought, it's all a joke, your farm family is all waste!" Mr. Changping couldn't help cursing angrily. I'm afraid, since Su Ying is not dead, he will definitely return to Xianyang to settle accounts with him. Mr. Changping would not naively think that he would be famous for attacking Han, Zhao, Wei, and even Chu with [-] cavalry. biaa), the mighty and flaming Su Ying Su Laomo will not know that he is behind the scenes.

As for this kind of thing, as long as King Qin ordered the Shadow Secret Guards to investigate carefully, they could easily find out all the evidence that he and Lord Changping colluded with the empire to assassinate important ministers.

At that time, not to mention that he, as the Prime Minister of the Qin State, Lord Changping, will not be able to survive alone, even his whole family, including the nine clans, will be implicated, and the catastrophe of extermination will be in sight.

How can this not make Mr. Changping shudder, fear and fear.

"No, no, I can no longer stay in Xianyang and Qin. I want to leave immediately, go, go, arrange a carriage for me immediately." Lord Changping said to the servants at the door, his face was heavy and terrible at this time, The clouds were overcast, and the brows were tightly knit.

"People from your farm family, after I left, secretly sent my family members out of Xianyang to Chu State tonight." Mr. Changping looked at the farm disciple and said solemnly.

"Yes." The farm student nodded.

Mr. Changping walked to the window with his hands behind his back in the eyes of the farmer's disciple, looked at the gradually withered scenery outside the window, shook his head and sighed.

"Eh……"

"Eh……"

With this sigh, Mr. Changping looked much older.

In the early morning of the next day, Mr. Changping left Xianyang in a carriage. Shortly after he left, the peasants also started to act. They took Mr. Changping's whole family and hid their identities and whereabouts to escape from Xianyang and fled towards the state of Chu.

That afternoon, Su Ying and Concubine Yan appeared on the streets of Xianyang.

"Are you going to go directly to Mr. Changping to settle the score?" Concubine Yan asked Su Ying, who was exuding a cold murderous intent.

"Otherwise? Do you want me to speak to the King of Qin first?" Su Ying's eyes were as sharp as blades, and his clear eyes were like the cold light of a sword's blade, cast towards the corner of Xianyang City, where Xiangguo Mansion was located.

When Su Ying stepped on his foot, his figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared tens of meters away, followed by Concubine Yan. The people of Xianyang all opened their eyes wide.

"Immortal..." Some people murmured with their eyes wide open.

"What kind of immortal? That's our Qin State's Zuo Huguo mage, Master Wushuanghou Su Ying." Someone recognized Su Ying and said loudly to the person who said that he was an immortal.

"It's really Lord Wushuanghou!"

"Lord Wushuanghou is back, so...Yan Kingdom has also been destroyed!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Since your lord is back, then the country of Yan must have been destroyed! Look at Han, Zhao, Wei, isn't that like this?" Someone said, with a tone full of admiration for Su Ying and homage.

"Destroying Yan with five thousand iron cavalry, my lord is indeed a god-like figure, unprecedented in ancient and modern times, unparalleled in the world, but... who is the woman next to my lord?" A girl who admired Su Ying asked doubtfully.

"This... I don't know, but looking at the woman's figure and temperament, she looks like a nine-day fairy. She may be as beautiful and enchanting as Zi Lanxuan, a rare purple girl in the world. She is the confidante of adults, right? In this world, only such a woman is worthy of being beside Lord Wushuanghou." The young man who had adored before said reverently.

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In this way, the people of Xianyang who saw Su Ying's figure would tell people when they met, and those who heard about it would tell those who didn't know. Gradually, the news of Su Ying's return spread throughout Xianyang City, and Xianyang City also because of Su Ying's return made it lively.

On a resident tile-roofed house, Su Ying stood on the ridge of the roof, looking at the empty Xiangguo Mansion below with his hands behind his back, his eyes were extremely clear, and the chill and murderous aura unconsciously exuded from his body, as if the chill and murderous aura were pretending to be After the container was full, it overflowed uncontrollably.

"It seems that he got the news and left Xianyang early." Concubine Yan beside Su Ying moved her eyes from the empty Xiangguo Mansion to Su Ying in front of her, and whispered to him.

Concubine Yan wore a golden dress, her figure was slim and graceful, her face was beautiful, and her temperament was noble. Standing on the high roof at this moment, her smooth and soft hair and dress danced gently in the wind, like a goddess descending to earth.

"Do you think you can survive by escaping Xianyang and fleeing to Chu State?" Su Ying looked at the prime minister's mansion below and said coldly. Don't be an idiot, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will settle a bill with you!"

After Su Ying finished speaking, he swung his sword down in the air, and fifteen blood-colored sword qi came out out of thin air, and fell into the prime minister's mansion with a piercing killing intent, smashing the pavilions and pavilions in the mansion into pieces, and dust filled the sky. .

Chapter 125 The Wrath of the Emperor

Dust flew up, the wind blew, and Su Ying's Tsing Yi and hair fluttered in the wind, holding a blood ice sword.

Swish swish.