"You will protect the 18th 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 back. He glanced at Jing Zhou and yelled viciously at Zhao Gao: "Since Ao Qing is against us regardless of life and death, 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 that, Zhao Gao glanced at the Six Sword Slaves and said coldly: "You slaves didn't hear His Royal Highness's instructions? Why don't you go and ask the Imperial Master for his clever tricks!"
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 are one-on-one, while Mo Ya and Bai Feng are 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 horrified. Not only were the six sword slaves' strength unfathomable, their moves were as if they were made from nature, and their murderous aura was astonishing.
Waves of black murderous aura rose 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 suspiciously: "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 black figure was of medium stature, with a black robe covering his entire body. He wore a large mask on his face, with only a pair of eyes exposed, shining brightly.
This black shadow is the black unicorn under Wei Zhuang. A few days ago, Black Qilin sneaked into Xianyang Palace as a eunuch, waiting for the Spring Festival. Previously, she was hiding among the officials and took Fusu away from the altar while the Shadow Guards and the Luowang Killer were fighting.
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 Jingzhou.
Jingzhou gently touched Bai Fenghuang's head and said with a smile: "You're going to be lucky this time. I'll carry four people. After today, I'll ask the cook to cook delicious food for you all day long."
The white phoenix screamed loudly, and its pair of bird eyes turned around, as if thinking whether the food eaten all day long was a little too little.
"Hahaha", Jing Zhou touched Bai Phoenix's head and told the eldest young master, Siming: "The four of you leave in White Phoenix and be sure to 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."
"Please be careful, sir."
Da Siming glanced at Jing Zhou, and he, Young Siming, and Black Qilin jumped on the back of the white phoenix. According to the method Jing Zhou taught her before, he shouted several strange screams. 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 watched the white phoenix fly away quietly, 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?" Jing Zhou'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 to make 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 The eighteenth prince who is dead now does not have a very satisfying temperament, but it is a pity that the Imperial Master pushed him too hastily."
"The Imperial Preceptor erased the writing left by Zhan 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 wantonly, disrupting the pace of the net, so the First Emperor could only Died first.”
Speaking of Ying Zheng's death, 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. Luowang’s killers are located in every corner of the earth, and there are countless killers in just 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 to penetrate everywhere. Guigu Erjian once owed me a favor, and 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 Luowang only has Liujian Slave and Xuanjian, the first-class killers?"
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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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?"
Jing Zhou shook his head, "I only killed Zhan Sun. 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 the money for the previous generation Jing Salamander." It’s just a matter of justice. After all, Mr. Zhao is a little unkind and won’t even let go of a pregnant woman. The trap 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 Master Zhao can clarify it."
"Oh? I wonder 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. Doesn't it mean that Master Zhao wants to sit in the emperor's seat? It's just that Master Zhao is a eunuch and his body is 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 burst out, like a rising sun, and the entire sky was dyed dark red.
Blood clouds billowed in the sky, and corpses filled the ground with water.
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 in front of his eyes, and corpses emerged from the endless blood. Some had their heads split in half, 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, corpses opened their eyes, making 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 claim my life."
"Yes, I killed them, and it's time for me to pay for it with my life." Bai Feng said a few words in a subtle way, pinched 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, waking Bai Feng up. 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, there was a voice 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 a few times, all with horrified expressions on their faces and a lingering worry in their hearts.
