"You will protect the Eighteenth Prince and leave here first. Since our Imperial Master wants to play, I will play with him. I want to see how he wins this game!" Zhao Gao waved his hand and Hu Hai was captured.
A group of snare killers surrounded him.
Hu Hai was protected by a group of killers and retreated backwards. He glanced at Jing Zhou and shouted viciously at Zhao Gao: "Since Ao Qing is against us at all costs, Zhao Gao, kill him on behalf of my son!"
"This prince not only wants his life, but also wants to uproot the Yin and Yang family together!"
"Ao Qing is Ao Qing, and the Yin Yang family is the Yin Yang family. The two cannot be confused. It is Ao Qing who is in trouble with His Highness the Crown Prince, not the Yin Yang family who is in trouble with His Highness the Crown Prince." After saying this, Zhao Gao glanced at the Six Sword Slave and said coldly.
Said: "You slaves didn't hear His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's instructions? Why don't you go and ask the Imperial Master for advice!"
The Six Sword Slaves responded and crossed hundreds of meters in an instant. The six swords gathered a murderous aura and rushed toward them.
Then four figures appeared in the eyes of the six people, followed by three swords and two feathers.
Xuanjian and Yan Lu were one-on-one, while Mo Ya and Bai Feng were holding the twins Zhuan Po and Mie Po.
Zhao Gao was not surprised by the appearance of Xuan Jian and Yan Lu. He just looked at the sword in Yan Lu's hand and said with a smile: "It's actually Han Guang, who has been searched for many years without success."
"Even if Wuming dies, his apprentice will still fight against Luo Wang. But today, I wonder if this lightsaber can still be as legendary as it is, without a single defeat in the world."
"Sir, do you want your subordinates to come down and help?" Da Si's eyes fell on the ten figures in front of him, and he was shocked in his heart. Not only were the strength of each of the Six Sword Slaves unfathomable, their moves were as if they were made from nature, and their murderous aura was astonishing.
Waves of black murderous aura rose up into the sky like giant pythons, forming a large dark cloud that blocked the sunlight in the sky.
Jingzhou glanced at the people fighting in front and said, "No need, you and Shao Siming will escort Fusu away first and go to Meng Tian's army outside the city. Someone will naturally come to help in a while."
Da Siming said doubtfully: "Master Fusu?"
Jingzhou smiled and said, "Yes, look, he is already here."
As soon as Jing Zhou finished speaking, a black shadow rushed towards him not far away.
This dark figure was of medium stature. He was only covered with a black robe, and his face was covered with a large mask. Only a pair of eyes were exposed, shining brightly.
This black shadow is none other than Wei Zhuang's Black Qilin. A few days ago, the Black Qilin sneaked into the Xianyang Palace as a eunuch, waiting for the Spring Festival. Previously, she was hiding among the officials, taking advantage of the melee between the Shadow Guard and the Luowang Killer,
Take Fusu away from the altar.
Jingzhou blew a whistle, and another white light came galloping towards him.
A cry, clear and loud.
In an instant, the white light turned into a huge figure, falling from the sky and landing behind Jing Zhou.
Jingzhou gently touched Bai Fenghuang's head and said with a smile: "You will be lucky this time. We will carry four people. After today, ask the cook to cook delicious food for you all day long."
The white phoenix screamed loudly, and a pair of bird's eyes turned around, as if thinking whether the food eaten all day long was a little too little.
"Hahaha", Jingzhou touched White Phoenix's head and told the eldest young master, Siming: "The four of you leave in White Phoenix, and you must hand Fusu into Meng Tian's hands."
Da Siming said worriedly: "Both my subordinates and Young Siming have left. My lord, you..."
Jing Zhou smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, you two can just leave. Bai Niao's people will be here in a moment. Zifang and I have been planning today's matter for a long time, and we must not put Fusu in danger."
"My lord, please be more careful."
Da Siming glanced at Jing Zhou, and with Young Siming, the black unicorn jumped on the back of the white phoenix. According to the method Jing Zhou taught her before, he shouted several strange screams, and the white phoenix flapped its wings and flew straight up.
In the sky, after a few breaths, it disappeared into the clouds.
Zhao Gao raised his head and quietly watched the white phoenix fly away, a trace of amusement flashed across his face, his body swayed, and he disappeared from the place in an instant.
"Does the Imperial Master think that by sending Fusu away, he can turn the tables? Even if he is sent to Mengtian's army, Fusu still cannot escape the fate of death."
"Those who think they have seen through the situation often only see what the planners want them to see."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Gao appeared more than ten feet away in front of Jing Zhou.
Zhao Gao frowned slightly. Now that he was approaching Jing Zhou, he felt that the person in front of him seemed to be very familiar with him.
"So Lord Zhao thinks there is no hope for Fusu?" Jingzhou's eyes fell on Zhao Gao's hands.
This is a pair of excessively white hands, with long slender fingers and long fingernails on the fingertips. The color of the nails is like blood, which is charming and strange.
Zhao Gao sneered and said: "It seems that the Imperial Master still wants to struggle a little longer. Have you ever seen how a spider hunts its prey? As long as it falls on the spider web, the prey will not be able to escape death no matter how hard it struggles."
Jing Zhou averted his eyes and said with a smile: "It seems that Mr. Zhao is sure of victory."
Zhao Gaodao: "With the death of the First Emperor, the Imperial Preceptor has lost his greatest support. Does the Imperial Preceptor think there is still a chance for a comeback?"
"Emperor Shi is dead. Even if Fusu fled to Mengtian, he would not survive for a few days. I wonder if the Imperial Master has heard of this saying: the net is permeable." Zhao Gao smiled strangely and said: "Originally, I didn't want the First Emperor to let him go.
Now that he is dead, the Eighteenth Prince's temperament is not very satisfying, but it is a pity that the Imperial Master pushed him too hastily."
"The Imperial Preceptor erased the writing left by the sun, leaving only the words 'The First Emperor died and the land was divided, and the Qin was destroyed by Hu'. He also asked people to spread rumors, disrupting the pace of the network, so the First Emperor could only
Died first."
When talking about the death of Ying Zheng, Zhao Gao's face was extremely calm, as if he was telling a trivial matter.
Jing Zhou chuckled lightly, "Master Zhao is very clever. It seems that Master Zhao is not in a hurry. He still has the leisure to tell me these past events. Could it be that Master Zhao has a back-up plan?"
Zhao Gao laughed a few times, "Does the Imperial Master know when the snare existed between heaven and earth? Its existence is older than the empire. The power of the snare is not as simple as it seems on the surface. It will kill all kinds of monsters, demons and monsters.
This is the ranking of killers in Luowang. The killers in Luowang are located in every corner of the earth. There are countless killers in the two levels of Earth and Jue."
Jingzhou nodded, and then sighed with pity: "It's just that these killers can't see the sun for a few days, so it will be difficult for them to penetrate everywhere. Guigu Erjian once owed me a favor. At this time, his two senior brothers have already
I’m taking Bai Niao’s killers to help Mr. Zhao take care of these complicated matters.”
Zhao Gao sneered, "The Two Swords of Guigu are indeed extraordinary, but do you think that there are only a few first-class killers like Six Sword Slave and Xuan Jian in Luo Sheng?"
Jing Zhou smiled and said: "Master Zhao's snare, there are indeed many masters, and the holders of the Eight Swords of the King of Yue are all extraordinary. Unfortunately, neither Sun Covering nor Frightening Salamander can act according to Master Zhao's plan at this time.
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"Swallowing the Starry Sky: Signing in to Become a God"
Zhao Gao narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light shot out from the depths of his eyes, "Did you kill Sunburst and Jing Salamander?"
Jingzhou shook his head, "I only killed Zhanri. I didn't expect that the roots of the net were so deep. Even the Marquis Tongwu of the empire was caught in the net. As for Jing Salamander, it has nothing to do with me. She just wanted to recover for the previous generation Jing Salamander."
It’s just a matter of justice. After all, Mr. Zhao is a bit unkind and won’t even let go of a pregnant woman. He has created many enemies and attracted everyone to resist. What’s missing is just an opportunity.”
Zhao Gao laughed endlessly, "So what? As long as I kill you, the overall situation has been decided, and Zhao will slowly clear away the remaining trivial matters."
Jingzhou said: "There's just something I don't understand, and I hope Mr. Zhao can clarify it."
"Oh? I don't know what's going on?" Zhao Gao raised his head slightly, with a curious expression on his face.
Jing Zhou said: "Master Zhao has been planning for so long, for what? Power?"
"It's just that at this time, Master Zhao has already stood at the pinnacle of human ministers, below one person and above ten thousand people. It's hard to say that Master Zhao wants to sit in the emperor's seat, right? It's just that Master Zhao is a eunuch and is physically disabled."
Suddenly thinking of the King of Wheels, Jingzhou asked again: "Is Master Zhao planning all this to reshape his body as a man?"
"court death!"
In an instant, Zhao Gao's face darkened, his eyes revealed a fierce light, he waved his left hand, and a red light shot out from his palm.
From the red light, a thick smell of blood was exuded. The next moment, the red light exploded, like a rising sun, and the entire sky was dyed dark red.
Clouds of blood rolled in the sky, and corpses and water filled the ground.
There was a faint sound of ghosts crying between heaven and earth.
Six Sword Slaves, Xuan Jian, Yan Lu, Mo Ya, and Bai Feng who were fighting on the side also stopped and looked around, their expressions changed drastically.
The original altar has disappeared, replaced by a river of blood that spans the sky and the earth.
Suddenly Bai Feng stood silent, looking uncertain, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.
A lake gradually formed before his eyes, and corpses emerged from the endless blood. Some had their heads split into two halves, some had their bodies broken into two sections, and some had faces as charred as coal, and the appearance of death was miserable.
These dead bodies were exactly the people he killed during his mission when he was under Ji Wuye.
Suddenly, the corpses opened their eyes, made shrill sounds like evil spirits, and rushed towards him.
"They were all a group of innocent people, but I killed them, and now they came to demand my life."
"Yes, I killed them, and now it's time for me to pay for it with my life." Bai Feng said a few words in a subtle way, picked up the white feather at his fingertips, and suddenly pointed it toward his chest. A look of horror appeared on his originally horrified face.
An expression of relief.
"This is an illusion, focus on your luck, don't think blindly!"
A loud roar was like thunder, which woke up Bai Feng. Looking at the feathers close to his chest, he was so frightened that the feathers almost pierced his heart.
In addition to being horrified, Bai Feng's face became more solemn. Just now, a voice arose in his heart, telling him to give up resistance and let the evil ghost take his life.
Bai Feng looked aside, Mo Ya's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his face was full of horror, Xuan Jian and Yan's face were pale, as if they were seriously ill, and Six Sword Slave had already retreated a hundred meters away.
Mo Ya, Yan Lu, Xuan Jian, and Bai Feng looked at each other for a few times, with horrified expressions on their faces and a lingering worry in their hearts.