Xianyang Palace.》,

A shocking assassination finally turned into an ending that left everyone speechless.

After watching Donghuang leave, Qin Wangzheng's mood was indeed not focused on the other envoy who accompanied Jing Ke. The so-called Qin Wuyang did not attract much interest from Qin Wangzheng at all. As for being taken away by Yue Yuan

He didn't pay much attention to it. At this moment, his biggest attention was still on the body lying on the ground.

Li Ji, who was standing aside, did not sob at all, but the tears in her eyes had already burst.

No stepping forward, no other actions.

She just watched so quietly.

Clang!

The sword was returned to its sheath, and the half-unsheathed Tianwen sword was returned to its sheath. The sound made Li Ji's body tremble slightly.

At this moment, the civil and military ministers who had been forced out of the hall by the energy and earth waves generated during the confrontation finally walked in, and what they saw was such a scene. But at this time, everyone noticed

There was something wrong with it, but few people dared to keep raising their heads and examine it carefully.

"Retreat!"

Finally, Qin Wangzheng ordered Zhao Gao to disperse the court meeting. Before leaving the hall, his eyes fell on Li Si and said: "This matter is left to you. As for him... let's give him a good burial."

"..."

Li Si paused after hearing this, and his thoughts turned over and over again, but in the blink of an eye he understood what Qin Wangzheng was referring to. Such an assassination seemed like child's play, and Qin Wangzheng clearly did not want to record it in history.

Since I have such thoughts, what I want is... to make up an ending that everyone can accept.

Don't let certain people show up.

Just add a few sentences.

It's just that Qin Wangzheng never thought that even with the terrifying pressure from him, although changes were made in history, his embarrassment at that time was recorded in a different way, in which he was driven out and followed.

Something like that. With such a result, even Qin Wangzheng was helpless in the end and almost drew his sword and killed the historian who recorded it.

He just didn't have time to draw the sword.

But this incident undoubtedly left a huge shadow in Qin Wangzheng's heart.

at the same time.

After walking out of Xianyang Palace, Yue Yuan held Qin Wuyang in one hand and jumped towards the Yin Yang family stronghold. Halfway there, he stopped.

Move your eyes upward.

His eyes looked towards the dark sky.

The cold wind was blowing very fast, and the sky was already covered with heavy snow, which was fluttering and falling, and soon the whole sky was filled with light.

Soon.

The entire Xianyang was covered with a layer of snow color by this sudden heavy snow.

Yue Yuan, who was standing on the street, gradually became covered with a layer of white, turning into a snowman. He just stood there motionless, looking up at the sky. As for Qin Wuyang, who was held in Yue Yuan's hand,

He didn't dare to make a big sound. He kept silent and quiet.

for a long time.

A white mist burst out of the air, and Yue Yuan let out a long breath, then accelerated his pace towards the Yin Yang family's stronghold. For a moment, waves of phantoms appeared on the street, and soon disappeared at the end of the street.

.

Yin Yang family.

stronghold.

When the Mo family's giant Liu Finger Heixia saw that the person staying in the Forbidden Palace was not the rumored Donghuang, he knew that their Mo family's plan had failed.

Donghuang is not here at the moment, and after much thought, there is only one place to go.

That is Xianyang Palace.

"What did you think of?"

"Your plan just failed!"

Wei Zhuang looked at the slightly hesitant movements of the Mohist tycoon who was dressed in black in front of him, and already guessed what he was thinking, and said coldly: "Your plan is to assassinate Qin Wangzheng, right?" Even though no one told Wei Zhuang.

.But Wei Zhuang can also come to such a conclusion.

People who come from a political family are never stupid.

As for killing Donghuang...

At this point, Wei Zhuang doesn't think that just one Mohist giant can succeed. Although he has never fought against Yue Yuan, Wei Zhuang has never thought that one or two people can be this mysterious and unpredictable. Even more mysterious than his master Gui Guzi.

People can deal with it.

He cannot defend the village.

The Mohist giant in front of him is also no good.

Perhaps the combination of vertical and horizontal swordsmanship might be able to protect oneself when facing the Eastern Emperor.

"Young master of the Mohist family, you can't leave."

The shark tooth in his hand slowly unsheathed, Wei Zhuang raised his sword and pointed it at the opponent.

Jing Ke...

The color under the black robe suddenly changed, and an inexplicable palpitation crept into his heart at this moment. The Mohist giant Six-fingered Black Man can basically determine Jing Ke's ending, a life-or-death ending. This is planned by his apprentice Prince Dan. He supports it.

The plan was already in ruins at this moment.

Assassin Qin.

It didn't start some time ago, but preparations had already been made when Prince Dan was in Qin as a hostage.

The most beautiful woman in the world.

Li Ji.

The Mohist giant Taizi Dan knew that this rumor came from Taizi Dan.

Affection.

In many cases, the Mohist giants knew that love would be a fatal poison to any man or woman. Both Qin Wangzheng and Jing Ke drank this poison, Li Ji, which can be called the most wonderful poison in the world.

From the beginning, Qin Wangzheng and Jing Ke were both involved in the situation because of love.

It just started well, but the result...

In the end, God was not on the Mo family's side.

Even though the Mohist giant Six Finger Black Man took Prince Dan as his disciple, he never underestimated the princes of the Seven Kingdoms. The most famous among them was Qin Wangzheng who took the throne first, but the other six were actually not.

The difference is just that the capital they possess is different.

Compared with Qin Wangzheng, who was a talented and broad-minded person for the Qin State, Prince Dan's calculations were too deep.

If the calculation is too much, I'm afraid that I will fall into it myself.

To be precise, Prince Dan has already paid the price for this failure.

If you judge people based on their feelings, I'm afraid that in the end they will fall for the same word of love.

Thoughts flashed in his mind. Faced with the situation at hand, the Mohist giant Six-fingered Black Man knew that he was probably going to be in trouble today. Countless thoughts inexplicably arose in his mind for a while, and finally turned into a sigh.

Mohist giants, I feel sorry for Jing Ke.

Similarly, he also completely understood the meaning of the words of Chi Songzi, the head of the Taoist Tianzong.

His sleeves trembled. The sword in his hand slipped out of his sleeve and directly blocked Wei Zhuang's thrust.

Swords clash.

bite!

A crisp sound sounded in the dark room.

With sparks flying everywhere, the two leaders of Jussan Liusha and the Mo family officially started a confrontation in the stronghold of the Yin Yang family. For a time, the room was filled with sword energy and murderous intent.

Outside.

Moon God, Da Siming and the young Siming who had returned were all staying outside. They had no intention of going in to help. Instead, they had the intention of watching a show and watching the clouds roll and relax. They let the two of them do whatever they wanted.

Killing each other gives people the feeling of reaping the benefits.

At this moment, the three of them were not interested in the sound of weapons clashing in the room. Instead, they raised their heads and looked at the falling snow in the sky.

"It's snowing."

Da Siming stroked the strand of hair hanging down in front of his forehead, looked up at the falling snowflakes, and said.

Beside her, Shao Siming stretched out his slender jade fingers and held a falling snowflake with his fingertips. He watched with ecstasy as it fell into his palm, and then melted by the warmth in his palm.

, turned into a little water stain.

As for the Moon God, he remained silent.
To be continued...