Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 290 A big event is about to happen, first sharpen your swordsmanship
In a blink of an eye, the suburbs of Xianyang were peaceful.

On a high slope in the distance.

Two swordsmen holding long swords stood facing the wind, their clothes rattling.

They frowned at the same time and looked at each other with surprise on their faces.

However, in the next second, he smiled wryly at the same time.

It seems that the things that made them feel extremely strange just now no longer feel so strange.

"We should have thought earlier that the thirteenth son is a monster. It was he himself who proposed the agreement in the outskirts of Xianyang, which also proves that he already has a way to deal with these masters of the rivers and lakes."

Ge Nie gave a wry smile, shook his head slowly, and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Originally thought that the thirteenth son was too naive after all, to think that these masters of the rivers and lakes could negotiate.

There is bound to be a bloody battle here.

But he never expected that in the end, those masters of the rivers and lakes would retreat in peace.

And before leaving, they clasped their fists together.

Some people even trembled all over, looking very excited, and their eyes were full of admiration for Ying Zige.

How is this going?

Although he didn't know what happened, Ge Nie didn't think it was too strange.

The thirteenth son is a monster in himself.

How can it be judged by common sense?
"That's right, we should have thought that there would never be a big war here. It caused us to eat so much sand here for nothing."

Wei Zhuang sneered and exhaled lightly.

The hand holding the long sword slowly released.

Then without hesitation, he turned around and walked to the left.

"Go back?" Ge Nie was taken aback.

"Hone your sword skills as soon as possible!"

Wei Zhuang said coldly without turning his head.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Don't you want to know what is the meaning of the Thirteenth Young Master calling all these masters here?"

Gai Nie frowned slightly, and there was a question in his heart that had existed for a long time.

The thirteenth son gathered these masters of the rivers and lakes together, is it really to make them stop assassinating him?

How could it be so simple!
The ghost valley swordsmanship, coupled with the lightness kung fu that makes ghosts and ghosts disappear, and the disguise technique that can shock ghosts and gods, have already made the strength of the thirteenth son unfathomable.

Apart from the masters from Hanjialing, among the masters of the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that no one has a chance to touch him.

Under such circumstances, there was really no need for him to add to the liking, gather these masters of the rivers and lakes together, and then move them with emotion and reason to make them give up the assassination.

With the personality of the thirteenth son, not only would he not do this, but it might intensify the assassination.

In this way, the thirteenth son who feels bored can get more fun from it.

Now, he who always liked to lie flat, suddenly gathered so many masters of the rivers and lakes, and spent a lot of effort to subdue them.

There must be a big move!

"Why bother to guess? What the thirteenth son did did not conform to common sense, it just shows that something big is about to happen."

"In this world, is there anything more serious than the disaster of the Huns?"

Wei Zhuang smiled lightly, while speaking, his figure was gradually blurred in the wind and sand.

"The disaster of the Huns?"

Gai Nie pondered these four words carefully, and soon he suddenly realized.

The scourge of the Huns has now spread like a raging fire, and has already spread to the territory of Great Qin.

It is indeed time to deal with them.

However, he never expected that Ying Zige would choose to attack the Huns at this time.

And before doing it, he immediately thought of using the power of the rivers and lakes.

"Sure enough, you are no longer the Thirteenth Young Master."

"Whether it is the mind or the city government, they have become so mature. Finally, they have the appearance of Yingzheng."

Gai Nie murmured, subconsciously tightening his palms.

Suddenly, Ying Zheng's domineering face appeared in his mind!
Will you become the second Ying Zheng?
Or……

Suddenly, Ying Zheng disappeared from his mind, replaced by a bad face.

But on this bad face, those eyes are so pure.

All of a sudden, Ge Nie's face, which was frozen like an eternal iceberg, revealed a smile.

……

On the outskirts of Xianyang, wind and sand are still spreading.

All the masters of the rivers and lakes have quit the group chat cursing.

At this moment, the two elders of Hanjialing were still standing where they were.

Han Long's face was full of approval, and he looked at Ying Zige with a smile.

Han Dong, on the other hand, had a wary face, gnashing his teeth from time to time.

【Ah!The two of them have no intention of leaving?Especially one of the old guys, looking at me with such lewd eyes, what does it mean? 】

[Wait, they are masters of Han Jialing.If they can be allowed to join this operation, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. 】

[Han Jialing masters' status in the arena can be said to be echoed by everyone. If they are allowed to make a high-profile statement to join this action against the Huns, other masters of the arena will definitely flock to them. 】

Ying Zige's eyes lit up, and he immediately showed a wicked smile.

Decided!
In any case, Han Jialing must be dragged into the water.

"The thirteenth sons are indeed extremely smart. I just made them willingly join the ranks of fighting against the Xiongnu with a few simple words. Admiration."

Han Long smiled slightly and nodded slightly.

"Isn't it because of the help of the two of you? Without you, they would not have agreed easily."

Ying Zige said bluntly, there is no need to continue to cover up.

The two people in front of them are really smart people, and they are different from those idiots who left just now.

When speaking in front of smart people, you should not cover up, let alone beat around the bush.

Otherwise, it will arouse the vigilance of the other party.

"Thirteenth son, why don't you leave?"

At this moment, Han Long smiled slightly and stroked his beard lightly.

"Should I leave?" Ying Zige smiled playfully.

"Could it be that the thirteenth son still wants us Han Jialing to participate in this operation? So you are waiting to persuade us?"

Han Long said lightly.

"Sure enough, he is a smart person. Since he is a smart person, then I will say it directly."

"If you Han Jialing can join this operation, that would be even better. I will definitely repay you two."

"Why not, how about ten thousand taels of gold?"

Ying Zige raised his eyebrows, his tone full of temptation.

Didn't these two old guys come here without fear of setbacks to take their own heads?
Isn't it for the gold?
They can do this kind of thing for gold, which means that they may also do other risky things for gold.

(End of this chapter)