Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 176 A Heavenly King, Have You Ever Heard a Bell?

"Also, we have already agreed that as long as you stay in the court of the Huns long enough, you will arouse Yingzheng's nostalgia. At that time, you can go back and bring back the head of the Huns by the way."

"Under the joy of Yingzheng, he will definitely hand over the power of the world to you."

head?

Want Lao Tzu's head?
The Hun King was completely angry, and his two rows of teeth were creaking. He was already extremely angry at this moment.

I regard you as my own, but you regard me as a walking head?

If you want to take it off, just take it off?

How can you bear this?

"This is not a place to stay for a long time, I will take you back to the royal court first."

"The Xiongnu King has already met with unexpected events. Now you are hiding in the royal court, but it is the safest."

"It's a pity that if the Hun King really died in the hands of Ying Zige, you won't be able to take the head with you when you leave."

Ying Zige?
The Hun King suddenly froze.

and many more!

I seem to have heard of this name.

Isn't it the notorious Thirteen Young Masters in Xianyang Palace?

It is said that he is a complete waste, who just lies in the palace and sleeps deeply every day.

Molested and molested the court lady when she was free.

After getting enough sleep, he would wander around the streets of Xianyang with his two useless followers.

Often it is to provoke the assassin to get close, which makes people laugh and cry.

On that day, the spies collected the most famous people in the world, and Ying Zige's name appeared in front of the Hun King.

The Hun King sneered at that time, and immediately ticked off his name.

How can such a so-called famous person threaten the royal court of the Huns?

It's just a piece of trash.

The result can be...

After many years, he actually fell into the hands of that so-called trash?

At this moment, his heart was bleeding, and the corners of his eyes were silently crying.

I just feel hopeless in life.

A waste can enter the royal court casually, and can take him away, so what if he controls such a huge territory?

After all, it is worse than trash.

"Young master, let's go."

Su Tong raised his brows slightly, always felt that the son Fusu in front of him was a bit strange, but he didn't care so much, so he hurriedly led him and walked out the door.

"Sir, you are..."

"Don't ask too much, this is an order from the king."

Seeing that Su Tong actually took the felon out of the prison, the royal court guards were slightly taken aback, their faces full of embarrassment.

But Su Tong dispelled their doubts with just a few words.

Then he took the Hun King and walked quickly towards the direction of the royal court.

After half an hour.

The night was thick.

The two figures slowly entered the study of the Hun King.

"I'll dress you up as a eunuch later. I've already taken care of the rest, and no one will check on you, the extra person."

"But you must act in a low-key manner, without showing any flaws. Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous."

Covering the door with both hands, Su Tong said in a low voice.

"En." The Hun King nodded lightly, his face already gloomy in the darkness.

"Why don't you speak, son?"

At this moment, Su Tong suddenly frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Young master Fusu has always been very talkative, so he will be taciturn now?

and……

In the darkness, it is impossible to see the face of the other party, but look at the figure...

Hiss!
Su Tong couldn't help taking a deep breath, numb from exhaustion for a while.

That figure looks like the King of the Huns?
For a moment, it was like seeing a ghost, and a pile of cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

"Mr. Su, I've been treating you very well since you came to my court of the Huns. Why do you want to collude with others?"

The Hun King sighed, but his tone was thunderous and furious.

Stop pretending!
Lao Tzu is the King of the Huns.

This is Lao Tzu's territory, so why hide my true identity here?
"Your Majesty?"

Su Tong's expression changed, and he fell to his knees in an instant, and he was dumbfounded on the spot.

Beads of sweat on his forehead kept rolling and dripping down.

The person in front of him turned out to be the King of the Huns?
Where is Young Master Fusu?
Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?

and also……

The words I said in prison.

Su Tong's heart suddenly sank into the abyss.

"I have a lot of affection for you. He didn't expect you to treat me like this. Mr. Su, do you know that you have committed the crime of rebellion? You must die."

"My lord! I..."

Su Tong trembled all over, originally wanted to say that you listened to my sophistry, but suddenly his heart moved.

Quirky yarn!
It's just the two of us here.

And for some unknown reason, the King of the Huns turned out to be the son Fusu...

Suddenly, a strong murderous aura slowly spread from Su Tong's body.

"You want to kill me?"

"Indeed, I am extremely smart. I am no longer the King of the Huns. Even if the corpse is lying here, you can still say that it is the young master Fusu who came to assassinate you, and you will treat it as a murder!"

"It is indeed very clever. But, when you came here just now, did you hear a bell?"

The Hun King smiled slightly, his eyes full of mockery.

"A bell?"

Su Tong frowned, and there was a sense of guard in his body instantly.

The killing intent in his eyes flickered slowly, and then he turned his head slowly, looking out the door.

A gust of wind blew by.

Jingle Jingle.

The sound of the bell, which was originally outside the high wall, suddenly cut seamlessly and came directly to the front of the study.

A figure rolled up the fallen leaves in the sky, like a ghost, without making any sound.

Only the sound of the wind rubbing against the fallen leaves.

I saw a tall and bald head, whose head was shining under the moonlight.

The man's face was pale, his eyes were long and narrow, his lips were thin, and his tall body was covered with a strong murderous aura.

A strong sense of oppression rushed over in an instant.

The only big spoiler is that he has a string of bells around his neck.

The golden bell made a pleasant sound, which spoiled the atmosphere no matter how you heard it.

However, seeing this person appear, Su Tong's pupils shrank for a while.

"One of the Four Heavenly Kings, Iron Armor Heavenly King, Tie Wushuang?"

He couldn't help but silently read the other party's name.

The four heavenly kings are the most powerful four masters in this royal court, and they were once the top warriors among the Huns tribe.

Later, the King of the Huns annexed one tribe after another, and these four powerful masters did not need to fight in the battlefield.

Plus assassins are rampant.

Therefore, the four most powerful people were brought into the palace by the Hun King and given the names of the Four Heavenly Kings.

The strength of each is unfathomable, and the prestige shakes the entire court of the Huns.

Among them, Tie Wushuang, known as the King of Iron Armor, practices kung fu all over his body, making his body as strong as armor, which cannot be hurt by ordinary swords.

(End of this chapter)