Daqin: The Greatest Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

The terrifying sword intent was like a rushing waterfall, carrying an extremely sharp aura, blocking in front of Jingwei.

The sword is originally a weapon of killing, but at this moment it performs the duty of protection.

Although his fist was extremely powerful, it could not advance an inch under the vast sword intent. As the two sides were in a stalemate, Zhu Hai, who had skin of steel and bones, began to have fine scars on his fist bones.

He was actually injured!

A long-lost feeling!

Zhu Hai looked surprised.

Yanri couldn't believe it.

Jingwei took advantage of this opportunity to quickly distance himself from Zhu Hai.

Seeing that Jingwei was safe and sound, Su Xuan swung his sword and stopped fighting with Zhu Hai. With a flick of his tail like a dragon, the Ant Sword flew back.

It was not until this time that the people present noticed Su Xuan's existence.

He wore a funny smiley mask, a white outer coat, a grey middle coat, and a white lining. His black hair was loose, with two strands of hair casually falling on his shoulders.

"Are you in the same group with that guy?" Yanri suddenly thought of the mysterious man who pretended to be him. He looked at Su Xuan again with an unfriendly expression.

His intuition told him that there must be a connection between the two.

Who is this person? Why did he save me?

Jingwei looked at Su Xuan, feeling puzzled.

I have no relationship with him.

Su Xuan had his hands behind his back, his right hand still in the sword seal position, and he said nothing.

"Son!"

Someone shouted at the top of his lungs and rushed in quickly.

Su Xuan saw the blindfolded Dian Qing and the heroic Mei Sanniang. His eyes moved and his figure gradually became illusory, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Chapter 40: Where the Face Gone

Is this the Taoist dream butterfly escape?

Yanri's pupils contracted. He had originally planned to join forces with Jingwei to capture Su Xuan and torture him severely.

Who would have thought that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Is it someone from the Taoist sect who is framing him?

This was the first thought that flashed through his mind.

Who could have such an accomplishment?

Chisongzi? Xiaoyaozi? Or Beimingzi?

His face was gloomy and there was a dangerous light in his eyes.

No matter who it is, if they dare to frame me, they will have to pay the price!

"go!"

He spoke in a low voice, and after giving the order, he took off into the air and quickly moved away from this dangerous place.

But the other Luowang killers were not so lucky. Zhu Hai rushed forward in anger and smashed a Luowang killer's head with one punch. Mei Sanniang and Dian Qing also attacked at the same time. In just a few breaths, except for Jing Niu and Yanri, the rest of the Luowang killers were killed or injured.

Wei Wuji was spitting blood foam from his mouth, his eyes were unfocused, and he could hear countless people shouting in his ears.

Faintly, he heard the sorrowful voice of Mao Gong and the voice of Xue Gong calling for a doctor...

Dian Qing, Mei Sanniang, Zhu Hai...

Figures flashed through his mind like a fleeting moment.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which looked a little bitter, and it was unclear whether it was sad or happy.

He took one last look at the Wei sky and floated away.

Lord Hou, Wei Wuji is here to see you.

In the next life, Wei Wuji is still willing to hold the reins and drive the car, waiting for the opportunity.

......

Su Xuan sat on the shaft of the carriage, holding the "Analects of Confucius" in his hand and reciting slowly.

"Life is what I want; righteousness is what I want too. I cannot have both, so I would rather sacrifice life for righteousness."

He slowly closed the Analects and had a new understanding.

In his opinion, Wei Wuji's death was an example of sacrificing one's life for righteousness.

The only difference is that someone else sacrificed his life for him, it wasn't his own decision.

At this moment, Su Xuan felt the importance of force.

The world of Qin's Moon is not the Warring States Period of the original time and space after all. Here, no matter how high your status is, if you don't control the military force, you will die.

Didn’t Wei Wuji, Prince Chengjiao, and Marquis of Wu’an Bai Qi all die from assassinations and assassinations?

After the Qin Empire unified the world, Prince Fusu was also assassinated. Even Emperor Qin Shi Huang had a thrilling moment when he was assassinated by Jing Ke.

If the King of Qin had not circling the pillar, if Jing Ke had not used his five-step ultimate move, which was ninety-five steps shorter than Gai Nie's hundred-step flying sword, it would be unknown whether Qin Shi Huang would still exist in this world.

The truly smart person is still Zhao Gao.

Not only does he have superb cultivation levels himself, but he also always has the Six Sword Slaves by his side.

There’s a reason why this old bastard gets to have the last laugh.

Su Xuan's eyes flickered, and the plan in his mind changed slightly.

Luowang is a sharp blade. If it can be controlled by Lu Buwei and Zhao Gao, then naturally it can be controlled by him as well.

He wants power, and he wants a sharp blade too!

The carriage moved slowly, leaving circles of wheel marks on the ground. Su Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and actually sensed a familiar breath.

Jingwei?

Why is she here?

Are you worried about yourself?

At this moment, a thought suddenly popped up in Su Xuan's mind uncontrollably.

That is to instigate Jingwei to rebel, let Jingwei escape from the trap and become his personal bodyguard.

This is a very tempting choice. Once successful, he will get a great boost and his personal safety will be guaranteed.

He did not limit himself because Wei Wuji failed to influence Jing Wei, but was thinking about this possibility.

He thought about it for a long time and finally gave up.

Although he is now famous in the seven countries, he does not control any power or influence. In front of Luowang, he is just an ant that can be easily destroyed.

Lord Xinling Wei Wuji was assassinated by them, let alone himself?

It’s not easy to convince Jingwei.

Of course, difficult does not mean impossible. He is confident that he can convince Jingwei, but there is no need to do so.

Because the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

Luowang has more than just Jingwei, a top-notch killer. If she rebels against Luowang and stays by his side, it will bring greater danger to both of them.

Lu Buwei, ah Lu Buwei, you old Biden, your gold coins will explode sooner or later!

Su Xuan cursed inwardly, took out a jar of fine wine, and gulped it down, acting as if he was disheartened and frustrated in love.

Although his face was expressionless, one could feel his heartbreak from his actions.

Jingwei stood on the treetop, biting his lips tightly, feeling inexplicably heartbroken.

Unspeakable guilt and self-blame surged in her heart. She stretched her right hand into the air and leaned forward, as if she wanted to hold Su Xuan's hand and tell him that she was here.

But she knew she couldn't.

She suppressed the desire in her heart.

In just a short while, Su Xuan had drunk several jars of wine and was drunk. He stood in the carriage with messy hair and a bitter mouth, as if he was crying and laughing.

"This day this year, in this gate, the faces of people and the peach blossoms complement each other.

I don't know where to go, but Taohua still smiles at the spring breeze. "

Hahaha.......

Hahaha.....

Loud laughter echoed through my heart, seeming to be self-mockery or irony.

Although it was clearly a smile, Jingwei felt an indescribable sadness.

The human face does not know where to go, Peach Blossom still laughs spring breeze.

These two sentences were like magic sounds filling Jingwei's ears, constantly echoing in his mind.

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, she could feel her heart trembling violently, as if it was being stabbed by a knife.

She lowered her eyes, raised her arms and lowered them, her shoulders kept shaking, her lips were tightly pursed, and she was silent for a long time. Crystal tears fell silently.

She suppressed the surging emotions in her heart and dared not look at Su Xuan again, because she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself and would rush into his arms impatiently.

There were sounds of horse hooves as the carriage moved farther and farther away.

Jingwei stood there motionless, looking at the carriage from afar, with a hint of blood on her cherry lips.

She closed her eyes, and countless scenes of the two of them together flashed through her mind.

Finally it turned into a soft whisper.

Forget about me...

Her eyes were dim and her lips were trembling violently.

At this moment, her world seemed to have lost its light.

Chapter 41: Crooked Plow

Five days later.

Su Xuan drove a horse-drawn carriage into South Korea.

The journey was smooth and we did not encounter any banditry.

There is no need to think about it, it must be Jingwei who is protecting himself in secret.

Su Xuan walked very slowly, and Jingwei followed closely behind him.

As a killer, she has a somewhat dull personality and doesn't talk much.

But she was silently protecting Su Xuan in her own way.

No one knew she was here, and no one knew when she left.

If possible, she would rather hide in the darkness, guarding him silently, watching him silently.

Unfortunately, I have no choice after all.

When she sent Su Xuan to the Korean border, she took a last look at Su Xuan until the carriage disappeared from her sight.

She had lingered too long.

She needed to go on to her next mission.

She took off the glazed crescent hairpin from the left end of her hair. As a killer, she shouldn't have worn such a conspicuous hairpin.

But he put it on himself.

He told himself that colored glaze represented peace, life, and happiness.

She didn't dare to hope for happiness, but now she would try her best to survive.