Fight in a hurry.

In the end, it was the Snow Girl who was more skilled and stopped the Moon God's movement midway. The ribbon was cut at the waist, and the scroll fell into her palm.

The two women were separated by the terracotta warriors and horses that had come to life. At this moment, Gong Shuqiu's overbearing mechanism skills completely demonstrated his murderous power. Because these mercenaries were controlled by institutions, they could not

Everyone in the area took action, and the scene became chaotic for a while.

The sound of weapons clashing and shouts of killing echoed in the mausoleum for a while, making it extremely lively.

"..."

Looking over the head of the mercenary, Luna's gaze lingered on the snow girl's body for a moment. The roll was too thin, and she thought it was just one of the rolls. Thinking of this, Luna immediately pulled away and walked towards the passage not far away from her.

Then we went to the place where Hu Hai and others had retreated.

At the last moment when he stepped into the passage, Luna turned around and glanced in the direction of the passage from which he came.

After watching the Moon God's back disappear from sight, the Snow Maiden transformed and came to the corner. She opened the scroll in her hand and glanced at it.

"!!!"

really.

The snow girl frowned, a hint of anger suppressed deep in her eyes.

This scroll is just one of the ten volumes. Ying Zheng actually tore them apart. Looking at the main hall in front of me, I thought about the inside of Ying Zheng’s imperial mausoleum, which was built with great effort.

I'm afraid it's far more than just this one place.

Thinking about it in the worst possible way, I'm afraid there are at least nine other places like this in this mausoleum.

This secret book must not fall into the hands of other people.

With a shake of her jade hand, the opened scroll was rolled back directly. The snow girl turned her hand and put it into her sleeve. She glanced at the distance with her cold and snowy eyes. She swayed and rushed towards the passage in front. The figure flashed.

, people have submerged into it and disappeared.

After a group of people retreated first, other people who were fighting with the mercenaries in the hall also followed the path of the previous people.

soon.

The sound of weapons clashing in the hall stopped.

After slaughtering all the remaining soldiers present, these mercenaries stopped moving and resumed their previous motionless standing movements.

In the field, the jade coffin containing Ying Zheng's body was placed in the middle, surrounded by countless mercenaries.

Countless blood was splashed around the jade coffin. Countless red liquids were sliding down little by little on the surface of the jade coffin. Not only that, the coffin body was covered with countless marks of different shades. This was what happened before.

The remaining traces of the confrontation.

As for the people who carried the coffin before, they had been completely shot into a hornet's nest by the rain of arrows fired by the mercenaries, and lost their lives.

Ta! Ta! Ta!

The dull footsteps were particularly clear in the hall that suddenly turned quiet from the bustle.

Yue Yuan's figure stepped out of the darkness step by step, his eyes scanning the messy scene in front of him.

Bodies everywhere.

Debris everywhere.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, which simply added a sense of sadness and eerieness to the tomb.

bite!

The tip of his toe gently touched the gear beside him, and he watched it roll forward with a continuous sound under the force of his kick. Amidst the clanking sound, the gear shifted in a strange way in front of his eyes.

It rolled, and finally hit the top of the jade coffin, making a crisp sound.

This crisp sound was not the imaginary sound of iron and jade clashing, but the sound of a sword.

After this sound, everything in the hall seemed to have completely stopped, and the mercenaries no longer gave people the weird feeling of being alive before. It was as if they were just mercenaries, standing there quietly.

After strolling out, Yue Yuan gently pushed aside the Chang Ge that was blocking his side, and turned sideways to the front of the jade coffin.

Looking down at the person lying in the coffin, Yue Yuan stood there in silence for a long time.

A generation of genius, an emperor for eternity.

But it ended up like this.

In comparison, the two people actually have a lot in common, but they both have the same failure in one place, that is, they are really evenly matched in terms of the teachings of future generations. And now, Ying Zheng's heartbroken little one

But the son is also eagerly competing for the ten volumes of secret books, hoping to revitalize the country.

To be honest, Yue Yuan had also seen the eighteenth prince Hu Hai from afar. From a certain point of view, this eighteenth prince and now the second emperor was as ruthless as Ying Zheng. No matter who he was.

Unlike his eldest son Fusu, Hu Hai was not as generous as Fusu, but more ruthless.

But Hu Hai is a truly smart man.

In Yue Yuan's opinion, among Ying Zheng's many sons, the one who most resembles him is not the eldest son, Fusu, nor the 19th prince who lives abroad. On the contrary, the 18th prince Hu Hai is the most similar one.

It is said that if the young master Fusu succeeds to the throne, he will receive more respect and love and conquer the world with his righteousness, but with Hu Hai's ability, he may not be able to do so.

His cruelty was first shown in Young Master Fusu.

But if you look at it as a father, if Ying Zheng chooses the future heir, he will not be the son who is most like himself, but the generous eldest son Fusu, because Ying Zheng knows what kind of ruthless person he is.

temperament.

only……

Thinking back on history in his mind, Yue Yuan felt a little funny. After experiencing what he did for his apprentice Kou Zhong, Yue Yuan had long known that history was only written by the victors.

And Yue Yuan is sure that even if Li Si was pulled into a partnership by Zhao Gao, with the help of the two of them, Hu Hai ascended to the throne as quickly as possible, but how could this son who is most like Ying Zheng be so simple? I'm afraid that this

The boy had already been vaguely preparing to deal with Zhao Gao and Li Si.

However, Hu Hai's forbearance is comparable to that of Ying Zheng himself, and most people can't see it.

Thinking of this, Yue Yuan smiled at Ying Zheng's body in the jade coffin. Although the two of them were evenly matched in this aspect, in comparison, Ying Zheng was only half a catty, and Yue Yuan was a full eighty ounce. Because of his broken time.

For this reason, at least his descendants have not reached this point of killing each other.

After thinking for a while, Yue Yuan made a move.

Reach out and bend down.

Amidst the crash, Yue Yuan directly raised the jade coffin above his head with one hand.

With a slight shock, the force directly dispersed all the blood stains still spreading on the jade coffin, restoring it to cleanliness.

"Gone."

"Your son can't do it, so I, who is also a teacher, a friend and an enemy, will give you this last journey."

After the words fell, Yue Yuan held the jade coffin in one hand and put the other on his waist, and walked deeper step by step.

If anyone knows about this imperial mausoleum, apart from Ying Zheng himself, the only one is Yue Yuan himself. Even he knows the layout inside better than Ying Zheng. You must know that he was here to create the Twelve Swords of Xuanyin.

But I stayed for a long time.

Although the imperial mausoleum was remodeled again by Ying Zheng after the eastward journey, and a large number of government agencies and mercenaries were set up in it, the general environment has not changed. In addition to the main hall, there are also

There are eight.

Nine is the number of poles, and Ying Zheng also set the same number in the imperial tomb.

Looking at the previous scroll that was in the hands of the agency man, Yue Yuan knew that Ying Zheng had divided the ten scrolls of the devil, and there would be a scroll in every place, allowing those who competed for the scrolls to kill each other in the tomb.

Combined with the domineering mechanism technique, this is already a plan to catch them all.

Perhaps, the most crucial volume is not in the imperial mausoleum.

in the channel.

Yue Yuan carried the coffin and walked.

Before reaching the second hall, Yue Yuan had already faintly heard the sound of weapons clashing from the end of the passage.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance, Yue Yuan heard a deafening sound coming from a distance. In the harsh sound that broke through the air, a figure was shot in front of him.

Looking carefully, what Yue Yuan saw was a man with his back to him, baring his teeth and claws in mid-air, his hands tightly grasping the bronze spear that was inserted through his abdomen and was as thick as a baby's arm.

It was brought in directly under the penetrating force.

This man's clothes are strange, mostly black, and he even has a black hood on his head. He looks like one of the Six Sword Slaves trapped by Zhao Gao.

See the situation.

Yue Yuan stood on one side, holding the coffin with one hand and pressing it out lightly with the other.

Suddenly, the man who came from the air had already hit an invisible wall of air. The huge force and the repulse of the energy made the man turn into a ball in mid-air before he could let out a miserable howl.

The blood mist dispersed.

Half of the scroll also exploded from the corpse, and then turned into flying catkins due to the energy.

The people dispersed, and the bronze spear pierced again and hit the air wall that lay across there.

With a cry of contention, the bronze spear went straight in in a series of sparks under the astonishing inertia. However, the wall of air in front of it was like a barrier that could never be penetrated. Under the interaction of the anti-seismic force and the inertial force,
To be continued...