The Fabricated Lies Came True, And Zulong Led Xianqin To Come

Lin Mu continued to look at the three of them, and said slowly:

"Do you want any other fetishes?"

"Or, what do you want to know?"

It's still early in the time, and it's boring anyway, so I can make it up with the three of them for a while.

Meng Yi and Wang Ben still shook their heads without making a sound.

Especially after getting the marrow washing spar again, the two of them faced even more difficulties.

A pile of mid-level spirit stones is enough to bring back.

Now there is another pile of marrow washing crystals, how should I move them back?

Ying Zheng shook his head again and again, saying, "Master Immortal, enough is enough."

"The fetishes you gave us this time, Immortal Master, are already enough."

"The three of us are extremely satisfied, and I dare not be greedy anymore."

Seeing that the three of them were extremely satisfied and didn't ask any more, Lin Mu had no choice but to let it go.

He nodded and said calmly, "Since you are satisfied, then go ahead."

"Anyway, gods and the like, there are a lot of them here."

"When you come over next time, think about what fetish you need, just bring it up."

"This seat will satisfy you one by one."

After these words fell, the eyes of Ying Zheng and the three suddenly flashed, full of joy.

This time the white mist, the three of them came in a hurry.

Too anxious, so I don't know what fetish Daqin needs now.

In this short period of time, I didn't think of any good ideas.

Furthermore, there are enough things obtained now, and it is no longer possible to take them all back.

"After I go back this time, I will definitely plan and discuss it carefully."

"Look at what kind of fetish is needed, which can quickly help the rise of Daqin."

Holding the Water of Life and the Human Emperor Sword, Ying Zheng began to think about it.

"It's a pity. It would be great if Zhao Gao could come over."

"One more person, you can get more fetishes."

Immediately, Ying Zheng thought of Zhao Gao who had not been teleported.

If Zhao Gao came over, there would be one more thing in terms of fetishes.

Moreover, the intermediate spirit stones and marrow washing crystals can also take a lot more back to Daqin.

"By the way, why wasn't Zhao Gao sent here?"

"Is there some reason? The immortal master should know!"

Ying Zheng immediately looked at Lin Mu and asked, "Master Immortal, I have something to ask."

"What's the matter?" Lin Mu responded.

Ying Zhe said: "Master Immortal, actually the three of us are not the only ones covered by the white mist this time."

"There is one more person, he is Zhao Gao, the commander of the CRRC Mansion, and he is also shrouded in white mist."

"But the strange thing is, I waited for the three of them to shuttle over, but Zhao Gao couldn't be teleported over."

"Excuse me, Master Immortal, why is this?"

"Another person?" Lin Mu blinked, a little dumbfounded.

Besides the drama idiot playing Ying Yinman, there is another drama idiot playing Zhao Gao?

Not four, but five drama idiots?

"Fuck, what kind of weirdos did I meet?"

"I thought it was outrageous for three drama idiots to be together, but I didn't expect there to be even more outrageous: five drama idiots get together."

"Is this the legendary flock of birds of a feather, and idiots of drama will be divided into groups?"

Lin Mu couldn't help muttering quickly in his heart.

But in reality, his expression didn't change.

He thought for a while, found an excuse, and said, "Zhao Gao?"

"The fairyland of this seat is not something that ordinary people can do."

"Zhao Gao and other despicable people, is he worthy?"

"He was lucky to be repelled by the white mist."

"If you come over and see his figure, this seat has already taken action at this moment and killed him with one palm."

"Ah?" Ying Zheng froze instantly.

He just asked the reason, but he didn't expect that the immortal master would be angry.

Also, Zhao Gao is a despicable person?

Why did the immortal master say this?

Ying Zheng said cautiously: "Master Immortal, why is Zhao Gao such a despicable person?"

Lin Mu looked at Ying Zheng and said slowly, "Zu Long, do you know what the future holds for your Great Qin?"

"If you haven't met me, do you know what your Daqin will be in the future?"

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, and he was very interested.

If he hadn't met the Immortal Master, what would Daqin's future be like, he really couldn't imagine it.

Especially his previous body already had some problems.

He knew that he might not be able to hold on for much longer.

After he died, what was the direction of Daqin at that time?

Can Fusu lead Daqin to continue to prosper?

How many generations can Daqin survive?

And Zhao Gao?

Why is the immortal master's malice towards Zhao Gao so high?

Various thoughts emerged from Ying Zheng's mind.

He looked at Lin Mu impatiently, and said, "Master Immortal, I want to know all of this."

"If I hadn't met you, Immortal Master, how would my Daqin continue?"

In Ying Zheng's view, Lin Mu is the Supreme Immortal Master.

It is quite normal to have the ability to predict the future.

Therefore, it is not surprising to know the future of Daqin.

Lin Mu glanced at Ying Zheng, and said, "Da Qin, the second generation will perish!"

boom! !

A short sentence, six words!

Ying Zheng, who was full of expectations, had his head pounding, as if he had been hit hard!

His complexion froze for an instant, and a storm surged in his heart.

"My great Qin, died in the second generation?"

He expected that it would be impossible for Great Qin to last forever.

But never thought that Daqin would die in the second generation!

That is.

After his death, the next Daqin successor could no longer protect Daqin.

"Fusu, why are you so incompetent?"

Ying Zheng muttered to himself, showing an expression of disbelief.

"Fusu?"

Seeing this, Lin Mu shook his head slightly.

"Who said that after you die, the next Daqin heir will be Fusu?"

"What?!"

After this sentence fell, Ying Zheng, Meng Yi, and Wang Ben were stunned for an instant.

"Master Fusu, isn't he the heir of Daqin?"

"Then who is the successor of Daqin?"

"Could it be that the candidate in His Majesty's mind is not Young Master Fusu?"

Meng Yi and Wang Ben looked at each other in shock.

Hearing the discussion between the two, Yingzheng shook his head again and again, and said, "My candidate is Fusu."

"But Master Xian, why do you say that Fusu is not the next successor?"

Ying Zheng looked at Lin Mu with doubts on his face.

Although Fusu is not good in some aspects, he often quarrels with him.

He even loves Confucianism and rejects other schools of thought.

But in his heart, he still believes that Fusu is the heir of Daqin.

"Could it be...?"

Ying Zheng thought about it, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Could it be that something happened to Fusu after I died?"

"After Fusu's accident, which of my sons will inherit Daqin?"

"Why is it in his hands that my Great Qin Dynasty II will perish?"

"How can such an incompetent person be able to control Daqin?"

"Also, even if I die, what about the others?"

"Zhao Gao, Meng Yi, Wang Ben, Meng Tian, ​​Li Si, Feng Quji, Feng Jie and others, why didn't they assist the Second King?"

"With their existence, how could Daqin die in the second generation?"

"What the hell happened in this?"

One after another, question marks kept popping up from Ying Zheng's forehead.

He really couldn't figure it out, why did Da Qin die in the second generation?

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