The ancient bricks and tiles glowed with a faint green light, and the rain and dew swirled on the eaves.
The warm spring breeze stirred up the fluttering petals in the distance. At dusk, the prince raised his head, and the chess pieces in his hand quietly fell on the chessboard, making a jingling sound.
Staring at the figure walking from the dusk with his deep eyes, the prince said calmly, "Are you back?"
The sun is setting in the west, and Ying Zheng's figure looks so tall and majestic against the setting sun.
"This is not like you. Fusu in the past was not so rude!" Ying Zheng said calmly, looking at the chessboard in front of the prince without trace.
"In the past, you would never treat your own son as a chess piece!" the prince countered, but his eyes instantly condensed and became extremely sharp, staring straight at Ying Zheng's right hand, where a bright silver light was shining.
, vaguely, the prince saw a vague shadow of the silver moon. In the shadow of the silver moon, he felt an extremely familiar aura, which was the aura of the Five Dynasties.
"What is that?" The prince stood up. Although his slender and tall figure was not as oppressive as Ying Zheng's, he still had an edge that could not be ignored.
"Compensation for you!" Ying Zheng said calmly, and waved his right hand casually into the void.
Boom boom! I saw the dusk sky, the wind and the remaining clouds, the sky was dark, and the cold moonlight tore open the void of heaven and earth, condensing in the sky, forming a silver moon.
This silver moon gives people a feeling of vastness, with endless pressure condensed within it.
Ying Zheng's right hand was facing the silver moon, and he stared at the silver moon with calm eyes, and said calmly: "Seal of the Moon God!"
Seal of the Moon God! The prince's pupils shrank sharply, and Gujing Wubo's face no longer had the calmness of the past, replaced by endless anger, "Kill him!"
Kaka! Endless snowflakes fell from the sky. In an instant, the entire courtyard turned into a world of ice and snow. The cold wind blew a chilling feeling.
"There is no longer a fifth-generation moon god in this world!" Ying Zhengruo stared at the prince thoughtfully and said calmly: "You will become the sixth-generation moon god!"
"The sixth generation Moon God?" The prince smiled miserably, but his expression was a little crazy: "Is it because of this that you killed him?"
"Seize the Moon God's Seal and make me the sixth-generation Moon God of the Martial God. I will rule the Martial God and submit to Qin, right?"
The prince's voice became a bit self-deprecating: "I have never understood why you wanted to use the hands of Zhu Zun, Hu Hai and others to let me reincarnate as the God of War. Now, I understand!"
"Oh, I use the heaven and the earth as my chess, and the gods and spirits as my pawns to play the game in the world. In the end, I am just a pawn in your hand. Should I laugh at my own ignorance and arrogance, or should I admire your foresight?"
With his eyebrows slightly furrowed, Ying Zheng looked at the prince who looked so sad and angry that it was hard for him to find the shadow of his past in the prince for thousands of years, "You have changed!"
"It's not that I have changed. It's that the world has changed!" The prince stretched out his hand to hold the falling snowflakes. The coldness of the snowflakes was just like his heart. "Is the imperial hegemony really so important?"
Looking directly at Ying Zheng, the prince said in a cold tone: "Is it worth it to rule Yu Nei and let countless lives be buried?"
"Nothing is worth it!" Ying Zheng walked forward, his pace was extremely slow. Every time he took a step, the surrounding wind and snow rolled away.
Looking at the chessboard, Ying Zheng sat down and restrained his sharp edge, like a sharp sword hidden in the scabbard. Staring at the criss-crossed black and white chess pieces, Ying Zheng made a random move, and this move decided the game.
The outcome of the chess game, "I know you hate killing, but Fusu, before the era of turning swords into plowshares comes, this world is destined to be a dark and bloody mess!"
"Whether it is Tiangang or the God of War, throughout the ages, there has been constant turmoil, wars and wars, and the world is miserable. Don't I see it in my eyes!" Ying Zheng said calmly, and with a wave of his sleeve, he saw that the entire chessboard was covered with gold and gold.
The sound of iron horses rose to the sky, and a series of scenes rotated. These scenes were of a large army fighting, followed immediately by scenes after the war. The wives and daughters waiting at the city gate, and those waiting eagerly at home.
The white-haired old woman, the homeless orphan...
Watching this scene quietly, the prince said nothing.
Ying Zheng said in a deep voice: "The world has been fighting hard for a long time. Countless soldiers have been buried in the battlefield for long periods of time in order to make contributions. Countless families have been torn apart. How can I not see it!"
"When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer!"
"The only way to end this turbulent era is to unify the world!"
"One dynasty governs the world, and one law punishes the world!" Ying Zheng's voice was loud and loud, like a loud bell, deafening, but his eyes were piercing, revealing endless wisdom: "The world acts according to the law, no one is high or low, everyone is the same law!
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Standing up, Ying Zheng looked up at the dim sky. The afterglow of the sunset had dissipated and stars were hanging in the sky.
Pointing at the starry sky, Ying Zheng said in an incomparably domineering manner: "I want that wherever the war flag of our Qin country is planted, it will be the land of Qin. No matter the gods of war or the creatures of Tiangang, they are all the people of Qin. The country has no official body, and they are all citizens.
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"I am not a sage from ancient times, I have no sage's heart, and I do not have the virtues of a sage. However, I have devoted my whole life to unify the universe and stop the war in the world. I do not seek to bring all the souls in the world to transcendence. I only hope that the world will be Qin.
The earth and all the spirits in the world are all people of Qin!"
"My great ambition in life is that all the Qin people in the world will be like dragons and live forever!"
"I know that you hate killing. After becoming the Sixth Generation Moon God, I believe that with your ability, it will not be difficult for you to control the Martial God. When you become the lord of the Martial God, the position of Emperor Qin will belong to you!" Looking at Jing Jing
The prince who stood silently, Ying Zheng gently grasped his right hand, and the silver moon shadow condensed in the sky gradually turned into nothingness, turning into flowing silver light and condensing towards the center of Ying Zheng's right palm.
"If you think about it, go to Xianyang Palace to find me!" Ying Zheng turned around and walked out of the courtyard. His tall figure disappeared at the end of the wind and snow. He was like a giant in the darkness, trying to tear apart a dawn for this dark world.
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In front of his ministers and in front of all the lords, Ying Zheng was aloof, showing an unparalleled majesty in his every move. But in front of the prince, Ying Zheng was more like a strict father. From the beginning to the end, he called himself "I", and
Not the emperor, or the deity.
The wind blew the snow all over the ground, and the prince stood quietly. Ying Zheng's voice lingered in his mind for a long time, "The world belongs to Qin, and everyone in the world is Qin. Use the gentlest words to end the war."
Packaging becomes the kindest justice, but it cannot hide the essence of war. Tiangang has the pride of Tiangang, and the God of War has the dignity of God of War. The hatred brought by war will never dissipate, but will remain deep in their souls.
, these hatreds will explode one day!”
"Father, no matter how big the Epang Palace is, Qin is still not far away. No matter how big the Dragon Throne is, your hand can still not cover the sky!"
The prince's lingering voice echoed in the courtyard, swaying feebly in the wind and snow.
"That's why I made you the sixth-generation Moon God!" In the Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng sat on the dragon throne with a solemn expression, like a god who was aloof, dominating the heaven and earth. His lips moved slightly, and his low and powerful words
The sound echoed out and fell to the courtyard with the wind.
Outside Xianyang Palace, Meng Tian looked at Xianyang Palace with complicated eyes. When he saw the figure that looked up like a mountain, he murmured: "The way of unification, is this the way you should take it?"
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Qi State!
The night wind roared low, and the battle flags fluttered.
Ye Wushuang stood on the towering chariot, looking in the direction of Zhao with inexplicable sadness in his eyes.
"Prime Minister!" Several lieutenants whispered behind him, but Ye Wushuang seemed to have lost consciousness as if he had not heard them.
It was not until a few moments later that the figure of the fire unicorn appeared at the end of the world that Ye Wushang came back to his senses and said with a trembling tone: "Where is the head of the family?"
"The aura has completely disappeared!" After a few breaths, Fire Qilin appeared on the chariot, with a heavy tone, "A shocking battle took place over Julu in Zhao State. There, there was his sword intent, but there was no aura.
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"Wushuang boy, withdraw your troops!" At this moment, Huo Qilin became dozens of years older.
"Qi Zun, Chu Zun, Yan Zun, Ying Zheng and others appeared again, Tiangang is not a place to stay for a long time!" Huo Qilin clenched his hands tightly, making a sound, and a feeling of depression and weight spread in his heart.
"Where are the three generations?" Ye Wushuang said a little lost.
"We are looking for that boy. According to the speculation of the third generation, that boy should be besieged by the Lords!" Huo Qilin's eyes were cold to the bone and covered with bloodshot eyes. At this moment, endless killing intent surged out of him,
Turn into a storm and stir up the wind and clouds. (To be continued...)