In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

They knew the secrets of Xiang Yu and Xiang An, but every time they heard the two mentioned things related to it, they were still confused.

"Go back to sleep, your sister-in-law is probably already asleep." Xiang Yu touched the back of his head helplessly.

Now he only shows some humanized expressions when he mentions Yu Meiren, and the rest of the time is basically a cold face, a complete facial paralysis.

Xiang An and Xiang Jing rolled their eyes, while Zi Juan's face was a little red, but it was hard to see under the candlelight, and no one cared.

"Let's go, married man." Xiang Jing shook his head and got out of the tent.

After the Hongmen Banquet, Xiang Yu and the 40 troops did not immediately start marching towards Xianyang, but waited until five days later, Liu Ji, who had withdrawn to Bashang, sent a document expressing that he and his army were willing to obey Xiang Yu's command At that time, Xiang Yu raised his troops and crossed the river into Xianyang.

Ziying was completely numb, and it was already uncomfortable enough to surrender to Liu Ji, and now it was sent to and from like goods.

Together with a group of Qin Dynasty veterans and aristocratic officials and gentry who had not escaped from Xianyang, there were no civilians left in Xianyang, and they all escaped, as if they were escaping from a famine.

Xiang Yu's 40 troops entered Xianyang, and these people who had already been controlled were naturally controlled again and imprisoned.

While the generals were excitedly visiting Xianyang City, Xiang Yu and Xiang An, led by Ziying, entered the rear of the Qin Palace.

That is, the Epang Palace.

"This entire palace is a creation of magic." He crouched down, and after checking, Xiang Yu knocked on the wall of the Epang Palace and said with certainty.

"In other words, is it going to be destroyed?" Xiang An looked up at the huge palace and said with his chest in his arms.

Ziying, who was standing behind the two, was shocked, but did not dare to say anything.

"Let's check it again. I noticed it when I entered Xianyang. There are many mysterious residual auras in Xianyang." Standing up, Xiang Yu turned his head and looked at the entire Xianyang City, squinting, "If if necessary"

===Chapter 940 The Exploded Efang Palace===

"Xiang Yu, you guys, what do you want to do?"

Hearing what Xiang Yu said, Ziying couldn't help but speak.

His voice caught Xiang Yu's attention.

Xiang Yu didn't answer, he looked at the Epang Palace, and then at Ying Ziying, who was standing there.

"It's a bit of a solar term. If this Emperor Qin is you, I don't have to spend all my energy to rectify the Central Plains." Xiang Yu shook his head and said, "It's just a pity that the seat was given to Hu Hai, and the world was ruined. You Ying The surname family has also become a sinner."

"Xiang Yu, if you have resentment and hatred towards my Ying family, my Daqin, and kill me, I have no complaints." Ziying pursed her lips, her eyes were red, and she stared at Xiang Yu, "But you can't destroy it. This Xianyang City, this Xianyang City, although I have already ordered the evacuation, there are still more than [-] people, and it must not be destroyed!"

As he spoke, he knelt down, completely abandoning his dignity as the King of Qin, and begged Xiang Yu with the sadness of forcibly suppressing the collapse in his voice.

Xiang An looked at Ziying in a white robe and couldn't help but sigh.

Zhao Gao, Hu Hai and others sat high in the temple, and everyone other than them were victims.

Ziying's father, named Fusu, was the eldest son of the first emperor Yingzheng, but he died in a false edict of Huhai, and he can only say...

"King Qin, please get up first." Xiang An took a step forward, grabbed Ziying's arm, and lifted Ziying up, causing Xiang Yu, who had already reached the sword hilt, to frown.

"King Qin, what is the mystery of this Epang Palace, this Xianyang?" Xiang An turned his back to Xiang Yu and asked Xiang Ziying, but did not notice Xiang Yu's expression.

"...Know something." As the original third-generation heir of Da Qin, Ziying also knew some of the core secrets of the Qin Dynasty. "But, I don't know what this is."

"I only know that this is something beyond human power, powerful enough to make the entire Central Plains bow its head."

"Really, then I'll leave you alone." As soon as Ziying finished speaking, she heard a cold, emotionless voice coming from behind Xiang An.

Ziying, who had just stood up, only felt that a shadow suddenly jumped out and came towards her head.

Bang-!

A dull sound rang in the direction close to Ziying's face, Ziying felt the vibrating air, and felt that her breathing was about to stagnate.

As her legs softened, Ziying fell backwards, sat on the ground, raised her head in a daze, and saw what had just happened.

Xiang An, caught Xiang Yu's fist for him.

If Xiang An hadn't taken Xiang Yu's fist, Ziying would have understood that his head would have been completely broken by just relying on that fist style.

"Brother, what are you doing!?" Xiang An grabbed Xiang Yu's hand and did not let go. Looking into Xiang Yu's eyes, he questioned with lingering fears.

"He knows the mystery, or he is the last descendant of the Qin Dynasty. What's the use of keeping him?" Xiang Yu didn't withdraw his fist, but still looked at Xiang An calmly and answered Xiang An's question.

"Have you forgotten how we were born, brother?" Xiang An's eyebrows twitched, and there was a bit of resentment in his tone.

"But now the focus is on the future of the Central Plains!"

Xiang An let go of his hand, and the two brothers separated instantly. Xiang An grabbed Ziying's collar and stepped back, glaring at Xiang Yu.

"He may know more than we think. In the future when the great source subsides, this kind of person will become a danger!" Xiang Yu said in a deep voice, then thinking of Xiang An, he walked in the direction of Ziying, "And he deserves to die as the last descendant of the Qin Dynasty, why do you want to stay?"

"The First Emperor is equal to you and my biological father, no different from my own father, and Ziying is the last descendant of this bloodline, don't you have any human feelings at all?" Xiang An shouted at Xiang Yu, standing on the side of Ziying. In front of the baby, there was no intention to let go.

Xiang Yu's footsteps paused slightly, looked at Xiang An seriously, and stopped.

The child's body was shaking.

He listened to what Xiang Yu and Xiang An said, but now there is no time for him to think more.

Under the pressure of the brothers' powerful momentum, he couldn't even tremble.

"You're injured now, do you really want to stop me to protect him?" Xiang Yu's head drooped slightly, with a hint of danger in his eyes.

What he means is not that you are injured now and cannot win against me, but that you are injured now and cannot save your child.

"I just don't want to see you turn into an emotionless machine, eldest brother." Xiang An was not weak at all, staring at Xiang Yu, raising one arm to protect Ziying behind him.

The two brothers looked at each other uncompromisingly.

After a long time, Xiang Yu shook his head, took back his momentum, and said with a little disappointment: "One day your emotions will make you make mistakes, Xiang An, we don't need such rich emotions."

"This is the proof that I am a human being. Even if it makes me make mistakes, I will cherish it very much." With a cold snort, Xiang An also took back his momentum.

The momentum dissipated, and Ziying was finally able to breathe freely. He leaned to the side, panting heavily.

Xiang An glanced at Xiang Yu, who had no killing intent, shook his head, and leaned over to check on Ziying's condition.

"King Qin, I'm sorry for scaring you."

With a long sigh, Xiang An patted Ziying on the back.

Ziying coughed twice, turned her head sharply, and looked into Xiang An's eyes.

"Xiang, General Xiang An, what you just said—"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw that Xiang Yu seemed to have found some kind of mechanism in the wall of the Epang Palace. Without using a weapon, he smashed it directly with his fist, causing a burst of explosions.

After the explosion, there were more intensive explosions. The huge and magnificent super palace, Efang Palace, exploded with Ying Ziying's stunned expression.

For a time, the fire was soaring into the sky, the sound was like thunder, and the fragments of the explosion, carrying the billowing smoke, fell into the palaces around the Qin Palace.

"This, this, this..." Ying Ziying's eyes widened and her mouth opened wide.

"Don't worry, King Qin, there is no one in the palace of the king of Qin now. Before coming in, I have already had people evacuated from the palace of the king of Qin." Xiang An stood up, holding his chest and looking at the exploding Afang Palace.

Xiang Yu came back unscathed.

"Why is it so easy to blow up?" Xiang An asked with some doubts.

"It's a semi-finished product. As long as you find a gap, it's easy to destroy it. If it's completed, it will be difficult to destroy it so easily." Xiang Yu shook his head, turned around, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Xiang An. He stood there and raised his head, as if admiring the fireworks, admiring the Epang Palace, which was still making explosions.

"If it can really be completed, the Central Plains won't need us." Xiang An said with a smile.

===Chapter 940 Xianyang Fire===

"Xiang Yu, you guys, what do you want to do?"

Hearing what Xiang Yu said, Ziying couldn't help but speak.

His voice caught Xiang Yu's attention.

Xiang Yu didn't answer, he looked at the Epang Palace, and then at Ying Ziying, who was standing there.

"It's a bit of a solar term. If this Emperor Qin is you, I don't have to spend all my energy to rectify the Central Plains." Xiang Yu shook his head and said, "It's just a pity that the seat was given to Hu Hai, and the world was ruined. You Ying The surname family has also become a sinner."

"Xiang Yu, if you have resentment and hatred towards my Ying family, my Daqin, and kill me, I have no complaints." Ziying pursed her lips, her eyes were red, and she stared at Xiang Yu, "But you can't destroy it. This Xianyang City, this Xianyang City, although I have already ordered the evacuation, there are still more than [-] people, and it must not be destroyed!"

As he spoke, he knelt down, completely abandoning his dignity as the King of Qin, and begged Xiang Yu with the sadness of forcibly suppressing the collapse in his voice.

Xiang An looked at Ziying in a white robe and couldn't help but sigh.

Zhao Gao, Hu Hai and others sat high in the temple, and everyone other than them were victims.

Ziying's father, named Fusu, was the eldest son of the first emperor Ying Zheng, but he died in a false edict of Huhai, and he can only say

"King Qin, please get up first." Xiang An took a step forward, grabbed Ziying's arm, and lifted Ziying up, causing Xiang Yu, who had already reached the sword hilt, to frown.

"King Qin, what is the mystery of this Epang Palace, this Xianyang?" Xiang An turned his back to Xiang Yu and asked Xiang Ziying, but did not notice Xiang Yu's expression.

"I know a little." As the original third-generation heir of Da Qin, Ziying also knew some of the core secrets of the Qin Dynasty. "But, I don't know what this is."

"I only know that this is something beyond human power, powerful enough to make the entire Central Plains bow its head."

"Really, then I'll leave you alone." As soon as Ziying finished speaking, she heard a cold, emotionless voice coming from behind Xiang An.

Ziying, who had just stood up, only felt that a shadow suddenly jumped out and came towards her head.

Peng--!

A dull sound rang in the direction close to Ziying's face, Ziying felt the vibrating air, and felt that her breathing was about to stagnate.

As her legs softened, Ziying fell backwards, sat on the ground, raised her head in a daze, and saw what had just happened.

Xiang An, caught Xiang Yu's fist for him.

If Xiang An hadn't taken Xiang Yu's fist, Ziying would have understood that his head would have been completely broken by just relying on that fist style.

"Brother, what are you doing!?" Xiang An grabbed Xiang Yu's hand and did not let go. Looking into Xiang Yu's eyes, he questioned Yu Ji in his heart.

"He knows the mystery, or he is the last descendant of the Qin Dynasty. What's the use of keeping him?" Xiang Yu didn't withdraw his fist, but still looked at Xiang An calmly and answered Xiang An's question.

"Have you forgotten how we were born, brother?" Xiang An's eyebrows twitched, and there was a bit of resentment in his tone.

"But now the focus is on the future of the Central Plains!"

Xiang An let go of his hand, and the two brothers separated instantly. Xiang An grabbed Ziying's collar and stepped back, glaring at Xiang Yu.