Museum of Demons

At this moment, if you want to be in Yuan's heart, it is already September of the fortieth year of Emperor Qin Shi Huang.

When he arrived in Xianyang City, even Hu Hai, the lord of Qin II, had already died in the hands of Zhao Gao's son-in-law Yan Le. The whole Xianyang City was calm, and there was a concealed panic, but Zhao Gao wanted to usurp the throne and ascend the throne. , Many ministers and generals were silent and opposed.

Zhao Gao had no choice but to support Ziying as king.

The Qin Empire, when the Second King Hu Hai died, was already inferior to the original Qin Kingdom, so it could only be called the king, not the emperor.

However, a few days later, Zhao Gao hurriedly urged Ziying to go to the Great Qin Zongmiao to inherit the throne.

Ziying had already known Zhao Gao's plan. After he had failed to ascend to the throne, he secretly agreed with the king of Chu that after he was to be killed, he would occupy this place and become the king. Where else would he dare to go to the ancestral temple, he could only pretend to be in the palace. Illness, once again sent Zhao Gao's men away, Ziying had a headache, faintly afraid, and sighed:

"I have already rejected it several times. If this continues, what should Zhao Gao do in person?"

His eldest son hesitated and said, "Why not just lure him in and kill him?"

Ziying was hesitant on her face, and finally shook her head: "No, no, this Zhao Gao was originally a literary and martial artist, so he could be brought around by the First Emperor for patrols, as an order from the Chinese Chess House. Over the years, this traitor's cultivation base Dao Xing is higher than one day, so how can we win him with just a few of us?"

"Furthermore, he has a treacherous character. If we hadn't expected that we wouldn't be able to take him off together, it would be impossible to come, unless"

He paused in his voice and said, "Unless there is an Iron Eagle Sharp."

Both of his sons stopped talking.

Tieying Ruishi had already been killed, and the remaining part was gathered under Zhang Han’s command and was attacking Qin. At this moment, Ziying’s confidant Han Tan suddenly screamed, and the father and son stopped talking, holding hands. Holding a sword, hurried over, but saw Han Tan sitting on the ground. A secret door appeared on the wall. A man wearing a simple cloth was standing there, holding a sword behind his back.

There is an iron eagle flapping its wings on the hilt.

That is the sharp man of Da Qin, the sword of Da Qin, the strong man cast by the blood-drinking Qin sword.

That was Da Qin's first and last edge.

"Iron Eagle Sharp."

"His Royal Highness wants to kill Zhao Gao."

Yuan looked at Ziying, who was about to become king, and the name in his mouth was still his Royal Highness, saying:

"I can be a sword-handler, by surprise, I can punish Zhao Gao this li."

Ziying was overjoyed, and immediately got a headache about how to hide, Yuan pointed to the **** Han Tan next to him, and said:

"Just ask him to take off his clothes and exchange them with me."

Han Tan didn't dare to refuse, changed his clothes, Yuan tidied his clothes, replaced the commoner clothes that had been exposed to the wind and sun, trimmed his hair and beard, his face was firm, he was thirty years old, and he still looked fierce, even an eunuch. Clothing is also difficult to be a hero.

Ziying admired in his heart when he saw the success and failure.

Yuan put down the Qin sword with the iron eagle symbol, and said: "My sword is forged by the black ice platform. Zhao Gao once worked with me as a colleague. I am afraid that it will be exposed. Please select another war sword."

Ziying agreed, let her son go down, take out a treasured treasure, and then hold this ancient sword in both hands and hand it over, saying: "This sword is called a genus, it is a famous sword from ancient times, and the strongman is invited to take it. use."

Yuan took the sword, thanked him, and stood on one side with his head down.

I haven't waited till here to send someone to invite, and with the sound of footsteps, there was a panic sound, another son of Ziying rushed into here, his face was pale, and he said in a panic: "Father, father, Zhao Gao Nasi himself. coming."

Ziying's face turned pale, and she still insisted: "Come and come, what are you afraid of?"

His gaze fell on Yuan's body, seeing that he was wearing a pierced sword around his waist, and nodded slightly to himself. This was a little more relieved, he corrected his manners, and he hadn't even announced that Zhao Gao had come in. The door was pushed open rudely, Zhao Gao, who was dressed in a high-ranking prime minister's official uniform, put down his hands and walked in slowly.

"Why doesn't the king go to the ancestral temple and inherit the Datong?"

Ziying's face was pale, looking at Zhao Gao, who was walking slowly with the light on his back. He only felt that he could not see the other party's appearance. He only felt that the other party was powerful and powerful. He couldn't breathe under pressure, and said: "Widow body I don’t feel well, Wei Shi didn’t deliberately shirk. The prime minister waited a few days, and when the widow’s body became better, he went to the ancestral temple.

"Oh, is it so?"

Zhao Gao kept walking, stepping forward, and said: "What does Kechen think that the king is not wrong?"

The pressure was too great, and Ziying’s two sons couldn’t bear this kind of oppression. Among them, the one who appeared before, didn’t know Yuan, couldn’t help but press his sword and said: "Zhao Gao, you are my courtier of Da Qin, Da Qin The prime minister, do you want to commit a crime and persecute your own king?!"

The long sword in his hand protects his body, but he is immediately knocked into the air by a burst of energy, and plunges into the ground.

Zhao Gao's character refers to himself as a deer as a horse. After he forced Hu Hai to death, he became more frantic and reckless. With a sword in his hand, he was about to kill Ziying's two sons. But only when he came out with a sword and a short sword in his hand, he was actually stopped by a long sword. Allowing Zhao Gao to cultivate himself deeply, it is difficult to break free.

He looked up and saw the sword-bearer, Han Tan, the eunuch, Ziying's confidant.

Immediately I saw Han Tan raise his head, and saw the cold and sharp pair, as if the eyes of an eagle were falling on his body.

Zhao Gao's pupils suddenly contracted.

That's not Han Tan!

The memory seems to have returned to more than ten years ago in an instant.

In his faint memory, his face was white and heroic, like a newborn tiger and leopard. The young man who spied the whole world at will, dressed in black and armoured, stared at himself.

I have a word, Your Majesty’s daily life, and I also ask the Order of the Book House to take care of you. If your Majesty is sick when I come back, even if it’s just a hair, Yuan will get back to you. Even if you are far away, Yuan will also Punish it.

"Holding the halberd doctor"

"CRRC Mansion Order, step forward to lead death!"

The pierced sword in Yuan's hand screamed sharply, and he directly forced the dagger away. He recognized this dagger, which was the sword of killing kings, the sword of Mrs. Xu prepared by Yan Taizi Dan for the doorman Jing Ke. When Zhao Gao got into his hands, it was obvious that he planned to kill Prince Qin here today.

Yuan's expression became cold, and the long sword in his hand pierced out.

Swordsmanship in the Great Qin Army.

His cultivation is similar to Zhao Gao's cultivation, but one is in the middle of the Great Qin, relying on many heavens, materials and treasures to accumulate, but the other is fighting beasts in the sea, slaying distant enemies in the outer domain, and experience in fighting against each other. It must not be compared, let alone one uses a long sword, and the other is just a short sword.

Zhengzheng whistling sound into the ears.

Zhao Gao was forced to retreat again and again, but after only a dozen rounds, there were several more wounds on his body. With a move of Yuan’s wrist, the blade cut off Zhao Gao’s hand muscles, and the blade of the sword was stuck and flicked. He flew, and then kicked Zhao Gao's abdomen heavily, stomping him on the thick pillars of Zhaigong.

Zhao Gao spouted blood, his hands subconsciously wanted to remove Yuan’s right foot, but they had no effect, as if this foot is not only its own strength and mana, as if there are deeper things and feelings under this foot. , So that Zhao Gao could not shake.

Yuan kicked him to the side and kicked him directly to the ground, turning him into a sword in his hands. The sword in his hand passed through the scapula and penetrated the floor of the palace. The blade was deeply submerged in it, and his knees were heavily pressed down. The wounds on his chest and abdomen made Zhao Gao extremely painful, but he couldn't die at all, he could only let out a series of oppressive howls.

A series of methods, cold and cold, are all the tricks of the black ice table sharps to attack and kill the powerful.

The two glared at each other, Qin Nai Shuide, the finest black silk and satin hanging from the heights of the Zhai Palace, the women with the best craftsmanship, it takes a year to weave a horse. At this moment, they are torn by strength, and they fall. Ziying was horrified by the suffocation, backed back again and again, sat down on the steps, and saw through the hanging black silk in a daze.

There is a young man named Zhiji Lang dressed in black and armored.

Is holding a sword to force an opponent.

A pair of eyes stared at the once humble and polite CRRC House Order.

When the black silk fell down, I realized that it was just illusion. The Jieji Lang was no longer young, and the one who fell was also the prime minister of Da Qin. Yuan held swords in both hands, glaring glaringly, and forcibly suppressed his tone, said:

"What happened to your majesty, how could your majesty die?!"

"That's my Majesty Da Qin, how could he die!"

"I came back three years ago. Your Majesty even shot and killed Kunpeng descendants personally on the coast of the East China Sea to get a giant fish. How could he die in just a few months? Zhao Gao, what happened?!"

Zhao Gao was oppressed and spewed blood, but he only smiled sadly: "How could he die?"

"Everyone will die, why can't he die?"

"A person who wants to do something beyond what he can do, how can he not die?!"

The sword in Yuan's hand pressed down and said, "You can make it clear."

Zhao Gao stared at Yuan and said, "Xu Si didn't come back with you, did he?"

Yuan’s pupils shrank slightly. When he thought of receiving the news, Xu Shi was about to start tempering the immortality, and he had to return to Daqin alone, and those thousands of boys, boys and girls, nearly a hundred craftsmen, and the army, were all left. Out.

Zhao Gaotu laughed loudly and said: "He finally distracted you. Your Majesty's death made you lose a square inch. Then I will tell you that it was Xu Fu's secret hand that made your Majesty fall. "

Yuan Angrily said: "Impossible, a mere alchemist, how can I hurt your Majesty?!"

Zhao Gaodao:

"Of course he can't do it, but he first refines the divinity of the overseas islands into a pill. This evil **** is naturally not your majesty’s opponent, but because it is an alien divinity, it inspired the divine state that your majesty suppressed. Divinity, even if it is your majesty, will have to visit several times to suppress the gods of China under the rule of Daqin one time at a time."

"And that time, he had to personally face the divine nature of China that was alive because of the divine nature of the overseas islands."

"It's all the riots of the gods of China."

Yuan's voice stopped.

Zhao Gao felt the sluggishness of the vital swords, and continued: "Do you still think Xu Xin will come back?"

"That's not from the Qin country. He told me that his own country was destroyed, and the gods admired by his ancestors were captured and bound, and even destroyed. He was unwilling and naturally wanted to resist, but he didn't dare to resist. Your Majesty, so you can only use this method, only that your Majesty will release the suppressed gods."

"In this way, there is still a glimmer of hope for the Six Nations. Your Majesty will only be injured. When the troubled times of the Central Plains recur, he can also take the opportunity to escape overseas."

Yuan looked down and said: "Your Majesty never accepts any threats."

Zhao Gao said: "You know him well."

Zhao Gao couldn't help closing his eyes, reminiscing about a scene that he could not forget in his life. The emperor wearing a black suit holding a sword finally gave himself a contemptuous look, making his hands and feet stiff~www.wuxiahere.com~ and then The emperor set foot arrogantly towards death, walked into the flames and thunder, overlooking the divinity of the entire Shenzhou.

So all the gods are ministers.

Finally, the emperor gathered the divine luck of China on the jade seal.

Holding this seal, the emperor of the later generations can arbitrarily confess the land.

The so-called gods will no longer be the gods that must be worshipped and worshipped by the entire kingdom as they were during the Western Anniversary. From now on, they are merely vassals of the dynasty, the subjects of the emperor. Those who obey me live, and those who oppose me die.

Since then, the era of Shenzhou has begun a new chapter.

From the coexistence of humans and gods to the sacrifice of the whole country, and finally only enfeoffment, humans finally gained the absolute upper hand.

The first emperor completed his great cause and fell asleep calmly.

Just as he said.

After all, he named himself the first emperor.

All legends start with him, but they shouldn't end here.

The palm of Yuan's sword trembling slightly, he took a deep breath, almost biting out the two words from his teeth: "Xu, Shi" Zhao Gao felt this hatred, but he was able to breathe a little relieved. He felt that he still had a chance.

The genus pierced sword was pulled out.

Zhao Gao breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuan took out the jade dragon and put it on his waist.

But the Li Zhinian Da Qin Ruishi paused, and suddenly muttered to himself:

"Chen, naturally willing."

Zhao Gao was stunned, and immediately saw the ornament of the first emperor, his pupils shrank, and the young man holding the halberd was no longer holding the sword in both hands, and said:

"The CRRC Mansion ordered Zhao Gao to run into your Majesty's car, intending to rebel, to be punished and beheaded!"

"The minister is in charge of Ji Lang Yuan and executes punishment on his behalf!"

Jian Feng fell.

Zhao Gao, the prime minister of the Great Qin Dynasty, became the third important minister to die under the sword.

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