Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 164 When you save me, it will be your unlucky day
He finally heard that although the King of the Huns had been coveting the land of the Great Qin many years ago, he did not dare to act rashly.

There are Wang Jian and Meng Tian, ​​who are famous outside the country, and even though the king of the Xiongnu has the intention of invading, he dare not carry it out no matter what.

However, as Ying Zige became favored, everything changed.

The King of the Huns immediately deduced that Ying Zheng's trust in the useless thirteen sons meant that he was a fatuous person.

How can a foolish person defend the territory of thousands of miles?
It is precisely because of this that the aggressive heart of the Huns finally burned like a raging fire and could no longer be suppressed.

If this fact is brought back to Xianyang, how will the father react after hearing it?
If he didn't guess wrong, the old thirteen would be thrown into limbo soon, and he would never be trusted.

"Thirteenth brother, you have been thinking about saving me, but have you ever thought that once I return to Xianyang, it will be your unlucky time."

"Even so, will you save me?"

The young master Fusu smiled coldly, his face turned out to be a bit ferocious.

Compared with his usual gentleness, he seemed to be a different person.

At this moment, a figure flashed past, like a ghost, appearing outside the prison.

Seeing the appearance of this figure, several prisoners in the next building couldn't help but gasped, looked at each other, and couldn't help shrinking their necks.

I just felt like I met a ghost.

Who else is free to come and go from this prison but the devil?
Who else can appear here without making any noise.

However, Young Master Fusu didn't show any surprise on his face, instead he smiled slightly.

"gentlemen."

"Son."

The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of trust.

"Is there any news about them?" Young Master Fusu asked impatiently.

"It's odd that they've disappeared without a trace."

Mentioning this matter, Su Tong frowned slightly.

There was a burst of confusion in my heart.

He clearly sent someone to follow them, and finally locked onto the figure of the so-called team, and even followed them straight into the royal court.

But in the end, they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Afterwards, the ugly swordsman and the BT swordsman made trouble, and one had to suspect that Ying Zige had hidden himself, and let these two swordsmen work together to disrupt the royal court.

What is the purpose...

Even Su Tong, who is proficient in vertical and horizontal techniques, can't see the clues.

"Ugly swordsman? BT swordsman? Who are they?"

Young Master Fusu couldn't help being stunned for a moment, his face full of bewilderment.

How could there be a swordsman with such a name?
"The King's Court of the Huns has investigated their origins within a day."

"BT Swordsman, as the name suggests, although he is skilled in swordsmanship, he doesn't like to kill people, but likes to use his long sword to tear off other people's clothes. There are already fifty royal court guards, who have fallen into this man's hands."

Su Tong frowned slightly, and even he felt a little unbelievable when he spoke.

When did such a number one person appear in the Great Qin Jianghu?
Why have I never said it?
He is very ambitious, and his minions are spread all over the Great Qin and the Huns, and they are always in control of the movements of the two places.

In addition, even the Jianghu of the Great Qin and the Huns are all under his control, and any disturbances in the wind and grass cannot escape his eyes.

However, there was such a number one figure as BT swordsman, and he didn't know it at all?

I just think this thing is so weird to the extreme.

"A curious and weird name." Young Master Fusu couldn't help being slightly surprised, but he didn't take it to heart.

"What is the origin of the other ugly swordsman?"

"The other person is said to have been extremely handsome and had countless followers. But because of a bad relationship, he was disheartened and heartbroken, so he used poison to destroy himself forever and became extremely ugly."

"Since then, I have improved my swordsmanship. I have nothing to worry about, so I can concentrate on practicing swords, and finally become a top master. But..."

Having said this, Su Tong's cheeks twitched slightly.

Nima!

Another blind spot of knowledge.

Originally thought that in the Great Qin Jianghu, everyone's clues were within his control.

But there were two legendary swordsmen, and there was no good news. These two seemed to appear suddenly from mid-air, which made him frustrated for a while.

At this moment, I even want to squat in the corner and play with my fingernails.

What kind of bullshit trick?
What kind of shit controls the world?
Even such a famous swordsman doesn't know about it, how can he be an ass?
Su Tong was almost depressed on the spot.

"It's so twists and turns? Why have I never heard of these two people in the rivers and lakes?"

The young master Fusu had a look of surprise, unable to recover for a long time.

"At present, it is almost certain that these two people were also brought by the thirteenth son. Just in case, I have sent a message and issued a reward order throughout the rivers and lakes. Once they return, they will die soon without a place to bury them. "

At this moment, the corners of Su Tong's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a sinister smile.

There are people who are no longer in control?
That being the case, let them disappear. In this way, won't they still maintain their reputation for strategizing?
"Where did he find so many masters? He is obviously a waste, and he has never even been out of the palace. How could there be so many masters?"

"Thirteen, how many secrets do you have..."

Young master Fusu raised his head and looked at the moonlight outside the window, feeling a little dazed at this moment.

In a vague way, I always feel that Ying Zige is hiding something deep, and it is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface.

A dark cloud instantly covered his heart.

……

At this time, Wang Ting's study room.

A tall middle-aged man, sitting in the study, saw that his face was full of domineering, not angry and majestic, and in the blink of an eye, a king's air kept leaking from his body.

He was holding a bamboo slip in his hand, and was watching it carefully. When he saw the beauty, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile from time to time.

Even when laughing, it gives people the feeling of a tiger laughing. Instead of letting people breathe a sigh of relief, on the contrary, it makes people feel a chill down their spine.

At the open door of the study room, two men in strong clothes stood guard on the left and right.

His face was full of killing spirit.

These two people were not from the Huns, as could be seen from their appearance, they came from the Daqin Jianghu.

The Hun King slowly raised his head, as if he had escaped from the world in the book and finally returned to reality. His old face became extremely cold again.

"Is there any news?"

That voice seemed to come from hell, revealing a decisive killing spirit.

The two figures from the Great Qin Jianghu looked at each other and hurriedly fell to their knees.

"Your Majesty, there is no news at the moment. However, the royal court guards are constantly chasing him. If the guess is correct, the two swordsmen may have left the royal court."

Long San said cautiously.

"However, they are blatantly saying that they want to take my head today?"

The Hun King's pupils shrank slightly, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)