Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 170 Accumulated Slowly?Pouring beans in a bamboo tube?
He fought all his life and finally unified all the tribes in this land.

The miraculous achievements he has made are no worse than Ying Zheng's!
It can be said to be a generation of kings in this bitter and cold place in the north.

It is enough to make him look down on the world and stand proudly among the heroes.

Now, he was slapped in the face?

The endless humiliation instantly flowed in his heart like a torrent of rivers.

"Please listen to the second question. This is a multiple-choice question. Is Young Master Fusu still alive?"

Ying Zige narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the other party, his eyes were already full of anticipation.

Only need the other party to answer two words.

died!

He immediately turned around and left, taking his team with him, and reported to Yingzheng with great sadness that his elder brother was dead, and it was over for everyone to celebrate with lanterns and festoons...

wrong……

The whole country is dressed in white, mourning for thousands of miles, and the whole people are mourning.

That's right.

【Young Master Fusu, that kid, is always against me.It's better to die and count the ball.After all, she is extremely handsome and brave and decisive, not the Madonna of White Lotus. 】

[However, if he is alive, of course he will be brought back.After all, Lao Tzu did not compete for the heart of the world. 】

[I just want to lie in the palace, who owns the world, it's none of my business? 】

The abacus in Ying Zige's heart was crackling.

"Woooooo!"

However, at this moment, the Hun King still made an inexplicable sound.

"Yo Hou? Are you so stubborn? Why do you always choose the wrong answer? What does woo woo mean, is it alive or dead?"

"Let's not talk about it now. Reward you with a slap first."

Ying Zige crossed his waist, frowned, and immediately became angry.

The King of the Huns, this kid, is very dishonest.

I have already planned a question-and-answer session, and this kid doesn't cooperate?

That being the case.

with a snap.

Without hesitation, Ying Zige slapped her hard again.

"Woooooo!"

This time the Hun King really cried.

Could it be that I was destined to be beaten to death by this kid?

Where's my guard?

Where are my Four Heavenly Kings and Eight Great King Kongs?
Where is my three thousand royal guards?

It's all the fault of that boy Su Tong, who said that he would never dare anyone to enter the royal court, let alone assassinate himself.

after all!

Everyone knows that the royal court is heavily guarded, and no one can easily enter it.

It's okay now.

Lao Tzu is now wrapped like a rice dumpling, and he is constantly being humiliated and slapped by this kid.

An idea suddenly appeared in his mind now.

It's better to die...

"Please listen to the third question. Now your cheeks are very symmetrical, so don't destroy this harmony. Be sure to listen carefully to the questions and answer them in time."

"Otherwise, you will fail."

Ying Zige's face was serious, and he continued to teach for a while.

Clap!
As soon as the words fell, another slap was thrown.

The Hun King was so confused on the spot that he even forgot to shed tears.

The five masters also petrified on the spot, with question marks appearing on their foreheads one after another?

What is this?
Didn't you get beaten if you refused to answer or answered wrongly?

Why did you get a slap all of a sudden?

"You must be very strange, why did I suddenly make a move at this time?"

Ying Zige turned his head away and smiled mysteriously at his team members.

Everyone nodded in confusion.

Yeah, why on earth?
"Because I am happy."

Ying Zige skinned a bit, and turned his head to King Xiongnu, regardless of everyone's cold faces and murderous gazes.

The atmosphere is too tense, wouldn't it be great to liven up the atmosphere?

Wei Zhuang, Jian Nu and others were completely in chaos at this moment.

From the moment the quiz game began, their eyes were fixed on the tightly gagged mouth of the Hun King.

I kept thinking in my heart, the young master is not a fool, right?

of course not.

He is a smart person, and he will definitely let go of the other party's mouth when the question and answer begins.

But in the end, they were all stunned.

Well, blocking someone's mouth and playing quiz games with them, isn't that bullying?
"Now we are officially entering a new question-and-answer session. This question is very important. You must think about it before answering, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

Ying Zige's face instantly became very serious.

There was even a blade-like light erupting from the eyes.

Hiss!
The Hun King couldn't help but took a deep breath, already feeling this extremely serious aura.

He had a hunch that this question must be very important.

Sure enough, at this time!

"Is Young Master Fusu colluding with you? Remember that you must answer carefully, otherwise, it will not be as simple as slapping the face."

Ying Zige sneered slightly, and slowly pulled out the Yuanhong Sword a few inches away.

The sharpness of the long sword and the murderous aura in his eyes immediately made the Hun King tremble all over, almost urinating on the spot.

From Ying Zige's eyes, he has already got an important message, that is, if he doesn't answer honestly, the other party will really take his head off.

"Son..."

Jian Nu frowned, and hurriedly wanted to persuade him.

after all!

Blocking people's mouths and letting them answer questions, this way of bullying people is simply unprecedented.

Now if you disagree, you will kill someone.

Is this going too far?

However, at this moment, Ying Zige seemed to have been prepared, and reached out and took out the cloth strip that the Xiongnu put into his mouth.

Jian Nu was stunned for a moment, and immediately couldn't fix it.

At this moment, a strange scene happened.

"Huhuhu..."

"Young master Fusu is indeed here."

"He's still alive."

"It's in the prison!"

"Collusion? How could he collude with me, the majestic Mr. Qin?"

The Xiongnu King took a few deep breaths, and then, like beans poured out of a bamboo tube, he answered all the questions that he hadn't answered just now.

At this moment, my heart was aggrieved to the extreme.

This Nima!
This kid was vicious to the extreme, using this method to let himself answer questions, not only had a great time playing, but also got all the answers in the end.

Who is this kid?
It is simply a monster that has never been seen before.

Even the King of the Huns, who had fought all his life, was convinced on the spot at this moment.

Zhao Gao and the others were all stunned for a moment, their eyes glowed with light.

high!
It's too high!
Blocking people's mouths makes them unable to answer. In this way, the other party's desire to answer will gradually increase.

Finally, he pulled the cloth strip from the other person's mouth, so that the other person's desire to confide could not be suppressed, and he spit out all the problems in one go.

The thirteenth son is really tall, as high as three or four floors!
At this moment, everyone looked at him with admiration.

no one knows...

It was only at the last moment that Ying Zige noticed the existence of the cloth strip that gagged his mouth.

"Prison? It turned out to be in a prison."

"No, we should have thought that he was in prison. Where should a prisoner be if he is not in prison?"

Ying Zige smiled slightly, as if none of this was beyond his expectations.

(End of this chapter)