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Chapter 125: My name is white!

The conversation with Ying Zheng is over.

Chu Yuan has left. How Ying Zheng makes the Qin Empire strong and how everyone in the Qin Empire is like a dragon is Ying Zheng’s own business.

Chu Yuan believed that Ying Zheng could do it, and Ying Zheng had the ability.

The ability of Ying Zheng to create the unprecedented Qin Empire and become the emperor of the ages has proved the other party's ability.

The same is true when placed above extraordinary.

Ying Zheng was able to create the Qin Empire, and that was able to create the pre-Qin Empire...

So, Chu Yuan left, leaving nothing behind, and there was no need to leave anything behind.

In the Qin Palace...

Ying Zheng suddenly came back to his senses, sat up suddenly, and looked around subconsciously, but saw that the bedroom was empty and there was no Chu Yuan's figure at all, and Chu Yuan had already left.

It comes silently, it goes invisibly!

Come without a trace, and you are a real god...

Ying Zheng was a little dazed, and everything he had seen before echoed in his mind. Zhao Gao, Hu Hai, and Qin II were destroyed, the Qin Empire collapsed, Liu Bang, Xiang Yu...

Too much information made Ying Zheng vague. Until now, he still doubted the authenticity of the things Chu Yuan showed him...

It is impossible for Chu Yuan to say anything, that is what.

He only uses symbolic references to everything Chu Yuan showed.

He just needs to be alive, and the Great Qin Empire will continue to conquer the world. He even has the confidence to build an Immortal Qin Empire, just as Chu Yuan said, the Great Qin, everyone is like a dragon, and the old Qin people conquer the world!

However, Zhao Gao, killing still requires killing, there is no doubt about this...

Regardless of whether what Chu Yuan said is true or false, Zhao Gao is dead.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a golden sword appeared in Ying Zheng's hand. The golden sword flashed with sharp breath and the divine power of gold!

Yes, what Ying Zheng obtained was the divine power of gold. The use of this golden sword was entirely because he used it himself.

Ying Zheng's understanding is no lower than anyone else. It is indeed shocking to be able to reach this level in just nine days.

Compared to Chu Yuan, it is only a little worse.

"Buzz!" The golden sword shook, the sword energy was turbulent, and the marks appeared in the void. The divine power of the gold was so sharp that it could cut through the void, which was obvious!

"Immortal Qin Empire? Are you fighting against the ancient times?" Ying Zheng murmured, looking at the golden sword in his hand, he could feel that he was strong every day, and the jade pendant was constantly increasing his strength.

He didn't know what to practice or not. He only knew that the power in the jade pendant was the source of everything. The jade pendant gave him strength and made him stronger.

What? The magic weapon of the natal world?

Sorry, there is no such thing at all...

Or the way of practicing is different. Anyway, he just needs to gradually become stronger as time goes by.

"Good power..."

Suddenly, a voice was faint, icy and cold, resounding in the quiet Qin Palace.

"Who?" Ying Zheng's pupils shrank, and he suddenly stood up. The golden sword in his palm differentiated, one into two, two into three, three into thousands, instantly locked in a certain place, surrounded by a long golden sword, the sword energy fluctuated, and the sound of the sword sounded surrounds.

"Buzz!"

But I saw that a figure slowly emerged from virtual to real in the place wrapped in the golden sword.

It was a young man with a handsome face, his eyes were strange scarlet, his body was covered with blood and blood-red thunders surrounded him from time to time.

Originally, thunder should be vast and strong, and all evil and heretics are just under thunder.

But, on this person, I felt that the thunder was very evil, just like I was fished out of a sea of ​​blood...

The smelly blood came to your face, and Ying Zheng frowned and his face was slightly dark.

"What? The King of Qin doesn't recognize me?"

The young man was not afraid of the golden sword around him and slowly walked towards Ying Zheng, with a evil smile on his lips and a cold eyes...

"Who are you? Why do I recognize you?" Ying Zheng snorted coldly, stood up, and stood with his hands behind his back, but he did not attack this person as soon as possible.

"Oh? Don't you know each other anymore? That's right, when I die, you're only two years old!" The young man shook his head and smiled, subconsciously looking at everything around him, looking at the familiar decoration of the Qin Palace, and looking at the mysterious black curtain rod...

There was a slight feeling and nostalgia in my expression.

"Huh?" Ying Zheng looked at the young man's expression and frowned slightly. He didn't know what was going on with this guy.

When he died?

In other words, this person is dead? But for some reason, he crawled out from the ground again?

Resurrection from the dead?

I've never heard of this...

However, now, no matter what happens, Ying Zheng can accept it calmly.

After all, he himself has embarked on the road to becoming an immortal and has become an immortal in the eyes of mortals.

Therefore, the return from the dead is not too mysterious...

It's just this guy's identity...

Finally, the young man walked in, the candlelight illuminated his whole body, and Ying Zheng finally saw the armor worn by the young man.

The armor is Xuan Black armor. The style of Daqin is very strong, and this is definitely the armor of Daqin.

Moreover, this is not the armor of ordinary soldiers, but the armor of high-level generals.

In other words, this guy is a general of Daqin?

"Oh……"

Ying Zheng suddenly laughed, looked at the young man in front of him coldly, and said calmly: "Pretending to be a ghost, no matter who you are, you can trespass into my bedroom and die!"

"Buzz!" In an instant, the golden sword aimed at the young man, and the sharp breath shook, surrounded by sword energy, and suddenly stabbed at the young man...

"Puchi phuchi..."

In the blink of an eye, the young man's body was directly pierced, and dark red blood was sprayed. In the blink of an eye, the young man was directly pierced into a hedgehog.

The golden light shook and the sword energy spread. The young man didn't even have time to do anything, so he was pierced by the sword and died!

Ant!

Even this, dare to provoke me?

Ying Zheng was calm. The man in front of him pretended to be a ghost, what a general in the Qin Dynasty, and what a resurrection from the dead? After all, he was just an assassin.

Since he became the King of Qin, have he met few assassins?

In the past, it may have been sent by Lu Buwei, but now, Lu Buwei is gone. The Qin Dynasty is eyeing the six countries, and even assassins from other countries come to take his life!

Not to mention that he has embarked on the road to becoming an immortal now.

Even before, when he had not embarked on the road to becoming an immortal and was still a mortal, he still had the ability to deal with the assassins!

The king is not an ordinary person without any power.

Especially the monarch of Qin!

At this moment, Ying Zheng was calm and stood with his hands behind his back. He turned around and wanted to ask someone to come and clean up the place...

However, at this moment...

"Hiss, it really hurts..."

The young man's voice sounded faintly. He was penetrated by the ten thousand swords, and suddenly reached out and grabbed one of the golden swords...

"Puchi..." The long sword was pulled out, and black and red blood sprayed.

He shouted in pain, but his face was calm and his eyes were even more joking.

Ying Zheng's pupils shrank...

What is this guy?

Zombies?

"I don't blame King Zhao of Qin or Daqin for my death. After all, I killed too many people. If I had the opportunity to live a lifetime, I would continue to expand the territory for the Qin Dynasty and unify the world. But... I am now involuntarily!" The young man said quietly, not caring about the golden sword on his body at all, and even pulled out one after another without any pain...

However, what he said shocked Ying Zheng!

King Zhao of Qin? King Zhaoxiang of Qin?

This is his great-grandfather!

"Who are you?" Ying Zheng asked in a deep voice. At this moment, he could no longer be calm.

"who I am?"
Chapter completed!
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