For a Prosperous World

In front of the bronze lamp of Zheng Zheng, he watched the flame in front of him silently.

Until he spoke gently.

"Prince Yan?"

"Yes." A man half-knelt behind him: "This man is named Jing Jing, originally a defender. Entrusted by Prince Yan to assassinate the king."

After speaking, he looked up and said carefully, "There is one more thing."

"What is it?"

"Jing Ye had a wife in the patriotic kingdom and was captured by our army. I heard that Lu Buwei was dedicated to the palace."

"Oh?" A hint of surprise flashed in Xu Zheng's eyes: "That woman?"

"Yes. The woman died of illness in the palace many years ago, but left a child."

"I know, where is that child now?"

He had seen the child, under the white tree in the palace.

The man reported back: "Several days ago, swordsman Gainie took the child out of the city."

"Gainie?" There was a doubt in the tone, but there was no fluctuation.

The person kneeling behind Yun Zheng lowered his head: "King, do you want to kill these two?"

"No need, just a child." Zheng Zheng shook his head: "You step back."

"Yes." The secret guard's figure quietly receded.

Only the figure of Yan Zheng remained in the fire.

He carried his hands on his back and fixedly looked at the fire in front of him.

The flame was beating in his eyes.

"Yan Guo ..."

The lights were mapped. Before the desk case, the man held the pen, and the writing fell down.

"As far as the first emperor, Fen VI was killed, Zhen Changce and Yu Yu were engulfed, and the princes swallowed for two weeks. He took the supremacy and made Liuhe, and he beat the world and thrashed the world.

The long scroll spread out, the words of soldiers and horses resounded in the words, the ink color was stained with the blood of that year, and the flames covered the sky.

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The horseshoe's beating sound was deafening, and the swordsmen fought together for a while, howling, the drums slamming, and banging on the chest blood dullly.

On the body of a place, a general in black knelt there. The helmet fell aside, with countless arrow clusters stuck in his body. Blood flowed from the arrow, soaking the goose's tail.

The armor was broken, and he didn't seem to be dead.

The blood dripped from the corner of the mouth, and a banner was held in his hand.

The wailing reminded me that the horse's hoof stepped on, and the cavalry's car rushed past him with a spear.

The figure was chaotic. He raised his head and coughed blood from his mouth in front of the Chu flag.

Introducing long songs.

"Fuck Wu Gexi and get a rhinoceros.

The blade fell on the neck of a soldier, and hot blood splashed on the ground.

"Jie Zhan's enemy is Ruo Yun, Ya Jiao falls and Xi Shi competes."

Under the banner of Qin Jun in the distance, Qin Jun, who could not see his head, rushed.

The general's sight was blurred for a while, and only the black smoke billowing above the sky remained in his eyes.

"Ling Yuzhen is stunned and stabbed.

Haze beats four horses in two rounds, and assists Yu to beat the drums.

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Sincerity is both brave and fierce, but it is strong and not lingering. "

He sang word by word, coughing a few times, and the blood on the corner of his mouth dripped on his armor.

The sound was inaudible in the chaotic battlefield, but only accompanied by the hunting and hunting of Chu Banner.

Singing the last sentence, he couldn't see what was in front of him, his eyes were cracking, and he roared from his hoarse throat.

He shouted loudly, purring against the wind.

"When the body is dead, the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is the ghost!"

A cavalry rushed up, raised the sword in his hand, and the blade fell.

The general felt only a lightness on his body, and the world turned around.

The moment he closed his eyes, he saw that Chu Banner fell weakly in the strong wind.

Nine Songs No More.

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In the room, Prince Yan opened his eyes, and a person appeared in the dim eyes. The man was carrying a sword.

"Are you here to kill me?" He asked quietly.

The man nodded silently, his voice was low: "The king's order, to anger Qin."

"Ping Qin's anger?" Prince Yan Yan looked at the person in front of her, smiled, shook her head, and finally looked at the person in front of her, and said, "Yan Kingdom, is dead."

It is impossible for Qin Guo to stop.

"Come on." He looked up.

The person in front bowed his head and said nothing, and pulled out the sword behind him.

The sword made a light noise, and blood splashed on the window screen.

The following year, Qin Guo's iron hoofs reached Yandi, and Yan Wangxi was captured.

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An innumerable Qin army surrounded the city.

Standing alone in front of King Qi, he slowly bowed down: "Lord, come down."

King Qi sat paralyzed in his seat and asked softly, "Nothing else?"

His Highness did not answer, but was silent.

King Qi closed his eyes: "Drop, widow, drop."

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In 232 BC, Qin broke the Chu army in Taonan, trapped Shouchun, and captured the king of Chu.

In 231 BC, King Yan hid his crown prince to kill his prince.

In 229 BC, Qi was surrounded and fell.

At this point, the six nations merged.

The golden palace outside the palace is brilliant, and the ministers stand on the temple, holding a watban in hand.

There is no cloud in the sky, only the sky is magnificent.

"boom!"

"Bang, bang!"

The high drums in front of the temple throbbed, and a heavy voice echoed under the high dome.

Outside the palace, a black armored army separated on both sides, covering the beast face, and holding the soldiers in his hands.

Before the Black Armored Army, a white armored general with a fierce face, a black sword hung around his waist, and a moire spear in his hand.

Xun Zheng stood on that golden temple.

His gaze passed through the beads in front of him.

Through the ministers, through the palace, looking towards the endless place.

It seems to be falling under the blue sky, every place on the shore of Hanhai.

With a frenzy in his eyes, he stood up. Straightened, as if to stretch the ground.

He opened his mouth, and his voice was loud and loud.

"The emperor is the first emperor. Counts in later generations. As for the second and third generations, they are passed down forever!"

The temple was silent, and everyone looked up to look at the tall man.

At this moment, the world is shaking, and the world is silent.

Until the loud cry.

"Meet my emperor!"

His Royal Highnesses worshiped: "Meet my King!"

Outside the hall, the white spear held the spear high in the air, and thousands of black armor swords stood behind it.

Thousands of troops bow down.

In the light so bright that it will burn.

The call sounded through www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and a louder drum sound: "Meet my emperor!"

He sang loudly.

Between the heavens and the earth, Wuyue stood up, breaking through the stratum clouds, as if standing in the sky.

The Yellow River and the Yangtze River are flowing endlessly, like the blood of this land is constantly flowing.

At this moment, heaven and earth must give orders.

The title is Emperor, and the title is Emperor.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States period of more than 500 years, Yan Yan has been in the world for more than 500 years.

This concludes, the world, named Qin!

Gu Nan looked back and looked at the glare that day, she seemed to see something, and smiled slightly.

For a long time, he lowered his eyes and stopped looking.

Above the palace, a touch of gold discs swelled, and a seemingly disappointing golden dragon rose to the sky, and the dragon was sinking in the sky.