For a Prosperous World

"Sir, the soldiers are ready, and Fei Fei will enter the palace tonight."

A soldier worshipped on the ground. In front of him was a man without a beard and eyebrows.

The man was wearing a large robe and sitting on the seat was a bit odd.

Hearing the report from the soldier, he smiled and picked up a box in front of him: "I see, go on."

The soldier nodded and stepped back quickly.

The man sat at his place looking at the box in his hand, smiled addicted, and slowly squeezed his fingers to open the box.

Inside the box is a square stone made of jade, with sharp edges and corners polished, and carved with dragons flying on it. The jade is bright, still shimmering in the room without light.

"Hehe." The man smiled, his face reflected on the jade, and his eyes seemed a little crazy.

"Lu Buwei, when you dedicated me to that woman, you didn't expect it, I will have such a day."

Holding the hand of the Fang Yushi slowly clenched, blue tendons.

"One day that puts you, and everyone on your feet!"

At that time, in order to sever the relationship between her queen mother Zhao Ji, Lu Buwei deliberately performed a torture of venomous poison, plucking off his beard and eyebrows, and wanted to play with her.

Wu Du bowed and served on the side of the queen mother. Who would have thought that such a villain would have reached the peak of her power through the queen mother.

He was named a long letter Hou, and he was in charge of affairs in the palace.

At first, Xunzheng didn't care about him. Although his mother's behavior was absurd, this poison was only a villain after all.

Until he said that I was the false father of King Qin and scolded the officials one day.

The Qin king was furious, and he and his queen mother had two sons together, and all of them were exposed.

With no way back, he stole the seal of King Qin, summoned 30,000 guards, and prepared to start tonight, breaking through the Niannian Palace, named King Qin.

Where the military is, I have no chance of defeat.

Lei Nian Palace.

Xunzheng sat on the palace's pavilion and looked out. You can see most of Xianyang City, and you can also see the palace urn in front of the palace.

He raised an eyebrow, has it come to an end? He raised his head. Zhao Ji was his close relative, but now he betrays him.

After my mother, what am I to you?

There were quiet footsteps behind him, and a general in a white robe stood behind him.

"Kings."

Xu Zheng put his hands down for a long time before saying, "Trouble you, Mr. Gu."

Anyway, it's time to end it.

"Yes."

The eyes under the mask looked at the person kneeling there, and said nothing, leaving quietly.

"Damn!" Lu Buwei watched the secret newspaper in his hands angrily and threw the bamboo slip in his hand to the ground, for the first time he was so morbid.

"Poison the fool!"

Thirty thousand keeper of the palace, you want to break into the ninth palace, who gave you the courage.

I have been in charge of the affairs in the palace for many years. What have I done? I don't know what the military strength is in Xianyang City?

Lu Buwei was trembling with anger. He didn't want the poison to happen, because once the poison happened, he couldn't escape the relationship.

But it is irreparable, and all he can do now is to do his best to protect himself.

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There was a grin on his face, and the 20,000 guards of the palace had been firmly surrounded by the nearby gates. He led 10,000 soldiers to meet King Qin.

Among the high walls of the palace, 10,000 soldiers blocked the road, and every step was a tremor.

The poisonous rider squinted with pleasure on the horse.

Suddenly the soldier in front stopped.

"Why stop!" Pu Duan frowned and opened his eyes.

Skip the soldiers in front and look towards the front of Miyazaki.

Between them a black armour stood silently.

About 3,000 people stood motionlessly like the same stone statue with dark armor, and their faces were covered with the same black armor surface, the pattern of the nail surface was fierce. Each person holds a tall shield.

Just looking, there was a chill in the inexplicable poisonous heart.

Leading before three thousand men was a general in white mourning, riding on the back of a black horse with a spear in his hand.

Seeing that if he did not know which army was ahead, he would have been working in Xianyang City for many years.

Get stuck in the army.

Gongdu grinned and took a sip ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ What about the trapped army, but with 3,000 people, it really can block 10,000 people.

"Kill me and break into the Lei Nian Palace!"

Roared the poison.

The keeper of the palace hesitated for a moment, but still raised his own Chang Ge and rushed up.

Gu Nan looked at the rushing people and said lightly, "Ready for war."

"Oh!"

Three thousand swords screamed out of the sheath.

"boom!!"

Three thousand people took a step together, spreading the dust.

The spear pointed at the poisonous body, and the cold spear made the poisonous body stand coldly behind him.

"Rush."

The quiet voice sounded, and the three thousand soldiers didn't say a word, and walked towards ten thousand people.

With the side-by-side killing, in the pale face of poisonous poison, the garrison army of 10,000 people was instantly torn apart.

The sound of killing in the night circled above the palace, blood splashed on the palace wall, flowing between the slabs, it seemed to be the red night.

"how is this possible?"

"Why?" The mute muttered to himself.

The mourning gown had already rushed up, the black horse hissed, and the spear in his hand was stained with blood and passed through his eyes.

Qin Wangzheng's ten-year rebellion against poisonous drugs was destroyed in front of the palace.

Xunzheng sat on the pavilion of the Lei Nian Palace and looked at the chaos in that palace. There was no fluctuation in his expression.

Poison, Lu Buwei, it's time for you to leave.

The sound of screaming and mourning, and the sound of screaming into the flesh, seemed to be the curtain for an era, and the prelude to a new era.

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Well, there are three chapters in the morning, and I will step up to write another chapter or two in the afternoon. There are only a few of them on the shelves. Thank you for your support, and I wish you a happy New Year's Day.