When I was in Qin Dynasty, I really didn't want to make progress

"I will take back everything that belongs to me." Qi Fu said to himself firmly.

"Ambitious men are indeed very attractive, but it's a pity that you are not the protagonist." Just as Qi Fu made his great ambition, a cold yet charming voice sounded behind him.

When Qi Fu heard the voice, the hairs all over his body stood on end. Who could it be?

Qi Fu almost instinctively swung his sword behind him, but he only had time to swing half of the sword before he had lost all his strength. A flaming hairpin had already pierced his chest.

Qi Fu looked at the woman in front of him. She was so beautiful, yet so cruel.

"I am not him. Although he speaks cruelly, he always has an innocence that is hard to erase. But I am different. I am a killer and a woman. I will make up for what he has neglected." Yan Lingji said to Qi Fu who looked incredulous.

Yang Chong had reasons not to let herself kill Qi Fu, but Yan Lingji was different. Although Qi Fu posed no threat, Yan Lingji would not allow someone to curse Yang Chong behind his back. The strange thing was the resentful look Qi Fu gave Yang Chong in front of Yang Lin's grave during the day.

"How can I die like this?" Qi Fu looked at the hairpin that was burning with flames on his chest. The red flame was burning his life.

Unfortunately, no one answered Qi Fu's question, as Yan Lingji had already left.

"Are you back?" In Dalong Mountain, Yang Chong looked at the returning Yan Lingji and said.

"I told you, I'll be back soon." Yan Lingji said with a smile.

"Let's go." Yang Chong took Yan Lingji's hand and walked towards the mountains.

"Aren't you curious about what I'm going to do?" Yan Lingji looked at Yang Chong holding her hand, and there was a feeling in her heart that she couldn't even describe. It was good to be direct like this, without excitement or other emotions, only an ordinary but very comfortable feeling.

"Then what did you do?" Yang Chong asked.

"I will go back and kill Qi Fu." Yan Lingji observed Yang Chong's reaction and said

"Just kill him." Yang Chong's reaction was very calm, so calm that it was somewhat beyond Yan Lingji's expectations.

"You don't blame me?" Yan Lingji asked tentatively. After all, Yang Chong had said before that he would not kill Qi Fu. This time she went back to kill Qi Fu, which was considered to be against Yang Chong's wishes.

"How could I be angry with you because of an insignificant person?" Yang Chong explained.

"I think so too." Yan Lingji smiled, and was very pleased with Yang Chong's words, but she still explained: "Qi Fu's eyes are full of resentment when he looks at you. I know you don't care about people like him, but people like him may not be able to accomplish anything, but they are more likely to cause trouble, so it's better to kill him."

"Thank you, Yan Lingji." Yang Chong squeezed Yan Lingji's hand.

"Tsk, no sincerity at all." Yan Lingji rolled her eyes at Yang Chong, as if to make sure that Yang Chong really had no intention of blaming her.

Tian Mi, who was walking in front with a torch, listened to the conversation between Yang Chong and Yan Lingji with her ears perked up. She felt a heavy pressure in her heart. She had a feeling that her plan would not go so smoothly.

Yan Lingji is prettier than me, and she has a deeper relationship with Yang Chong. If I want to seduce Yang Chong, it may not be easy. However, men like beautiful women, not just the prettiest ones. I still have a chance. Tian Mi analyzed the enemy's situation and became more determined.

She not only wants to live, but also wants to live better.

Xinzheng.

"Zhang Wu of Yangdi was killed? Interesting, interesting." In the general's mansion, Ji Wuye listened to the report from his subordinates. An unfathomable smile appeared on his face, which had a unique style in this world.

Yangdi, as the old capital of Han, has always been controlled by Han's confidants. Now that Zhang Wu, the Yangdi commander, is dead, his people have the opportunity to infiltrate. If he can control Yangdi's troops, he can further strengthen his power. So Ji Wuye is in a good mood now.

"General, that fire witch should be a former subordinate of the Crown Prince of Baiyue." The staff beside Ji Wuye suggested.

"Then catch them back. It's better to keep the Baiyue people in good order." Ji Wuye said indifferently.

"And Yang Chong seems to be very complicated." said the aide.

"Kill him! Anyone who dares to kill our army will always pay the price. His head will be my gift to the king." Ji Wuye touched his chin and had made a decision. He was a great general of the Korean State, second only to the emperor and above everyone else in Korea. How could he care about a country boy who had learned impressive martial arts by chance in a small mountain village?

"Yes." The staff responded.

Yang Chong, who was preparing to lie low, knew that his name would definitely appear in Xinzheng, but he did not expect that his name would appear in a special place.

Thousands of miles away in Xianyang, in a palace inlaid with gold and jade, the former Wei Weishang, now Jing Wei, had changed out of her leather armor and silver mask, and was kneeling in front of a middle-aged woman in red in a palace dress.

"You have done a great deed by escorting Yanri back this time. As for the task assigned to you by the Prime Minister, forget it. What kind of beauty trap is this? It's a pity that an old man like him could come up with it. What does he think of us women?" said the woman coldly.

"Queen Mother, my mission is not yet completed." Jingwei replied.

"From now on, your task is to stay by my side. I just happen to be in need of a guard," said the woman.

It turned out that she was the owner of this palace and the mother of the current King of Qin, Queen Mother Zhao Ji.

"Yes." Jingwei responded after a slight hesitation. No matter whether it was an order from the Prime Minister's Mansion or the order from Queen Dowager Zhao at this time, she had no chance to refuse.

"No." At this moment, a shrill howl sounded from the side hall. The resentment, hatred and misery in the howl were simply unimaginable.

Jingwei, who had a keen sense of perception, was startled when she heard the sound. How could there be such a scream in Ganquan Palace? However, Jingwei only hesitated for a moment before reacting. Wasn't the person in the side hall the one who made her give up her mission and escorted Yanri back to Qin?

Thinking of Yanri's miserable condition, Jingwei had a strange feeling. Although she also had the Jingwei Sword, one of the Eight Swords of King Yue, in her hand, but in terms of strength alone, there was still a gap between her and veteran first-class killers like Hei Bai Xuan Jian. Compared with a killer like Yanri who was at the top of the first-class, her strength was even further behind. But Yanri had lost most of her internal strength, and her blood and essence were depleted. For a killer, losing the strength that she was proud of was simply the most miserable thing.

If it were just that, Jingwei wouldn't have felt strange, but the person who caused Yanri to suffer such an end was her former "husband".

Thinking of Yang Chong, Jingwei found it difficult to suppress the strangeness in his heart: he actually had the strength to severely injure Yanri, he hid it too deeply. Moreover, since he was able to severely injure Yanri, does that mean he also had the power to severely injure or even kill me?

As for the fact that Yang Chong was injured by General Bi, Jingwei would not deny Yang Chong's strength because she knew very well that killing people does not necessarily mean the strong killing the weak. A killer can defeat the strong with the weak, just like Yanri and Yang Chong.

Thinking back to the time when they were married, they had been very close, and she herself couldn't remember how many times she had fallen asleep in each other's arms. If Yang Chong had attacked her at that time, would she have ended up like Yan Ri? Or even worse than Yan Ri?

After all, Jingwei was very clear that during those few days, she had completely lost her vigilance several times and was indulgent in a way she had never been before.

Whenever Jingwei recalled the couple's life during those days, he felt a palpitation in his heart.

Thinking of Yang Chong's strange martial arts that could rob others of their skills, Jing Wei found herself feeling lucky to have survived. Did his men show mercy to her? Or was Yang Chong really seduced by her beauty?

Unlike Jingwei's complicated feelings, Zhao Ji's face changed when she heard the screams in the distance. Yanri was a gift from Lu Buwei to her. The original intention of this trip to Wei State was to let Yanri make great contributions and then let him step to the front. It was also because of this that Yanri was able to command the first-class killers of the same level. But who would have thought that the trip to Wei State, which was thought to be a resume-boosting trip, actually caused two first-class killers to fail and even caused another first-class killer to directly defect.

You have to know that Luowang only has nine top-level assassins in total. Now Black and White Sword has defected, Jingwei has failed in his mission, Yanri is seriously injured... It can be said that Luowang's mission in Wei has completely failed. And the reason for all this is just an insignificant person.

Thinking of Yanri's injuries, Queen Dowager Zhao could no longer sit still, as that was the man she was planning to take as her male lover.

"What did you say?" In the side hall, Yanri, dressed in eunuch's uniform, listened to the statement from the imperial physician. His handsome but beardless face had been twisted into a ball. Just now, he heard words from the imperial physician that were like a bolt from the blue.

“Sir, you are now suffering from a lack of energy and blood. I don’t know what you have been through. Not only has your power dissipated by nearly 80%, but even your essence has dissipated by 80% to 90%. I’m afraid you can no longer…” The imperial physician was also quite worried. There was actually a eunuch who was not a eunuch in the Ganquan Palace. He didn’t want to find out this secret because it could be fatal.

"Essence? Qi and blood?" When Yanri heard these two words, his brows twitched and his facial features were completely distorted. These were the qualifications for him to climb onto the Queen Mother's bed, but now?

After escaping from Weijiazhuang, Yanri had a feeling as if his body was hollowed out. It was a feeling of emptiness that he had never experienced before. At that time, he was still hoping against hope that it was because that hateful and damnable Yang Chong had absorbed too much of his power, causing him to become temporarily weak. But as time went on, he felt more and more that something was wrong.

It was not until this time that the imperial physician told him the final answer, completely destroying his last bit of hope.

"Yes, sir. Although Qi and blood can be replenished, essence is the foundation of a person's vitality and spirit. Once it is damaged, it is very difficult to replenish it in a short period of time. You can only recuperate slowly." The imperial physician explained cautiously.

"Yang Chong, Yang Chong, I swear to kill you." Yanri said distortedly. The facts stated by the imperial physician were too cruel.

Did Yang Chong only absorb his skills and essence? No, that was his future, but now, he has nothing. Thinking of this, Yanri felt desperate.

No, no, I have been fighting for this day for so many years, I can't just give up like this, there must be a way to remedy it, a way to remedy it. Yanri's mind raced, he was really unwilling to give up the future he had planned for decades.

Yes, yes, it must be that kind of martial arts, the inherited martial arts of the six tribes of Emperor Yan. As long as I get that kind of martial arts, I can use the same method to plunder their internal strength and essence. Then I will definitely be able to recover and even become stronger. Thinking of this possibility, Yanri felt a little relieved, but his murderous intent towards Yang Chong deepened. Now he had another reason to kill Yang Chong.

First, I will capture him, and then force him to hand over the inheritance of the six divisions of Emperor Yan. Yes, that's it. However, this secret must not be known to others. Li Wu is under my jurisdiction and will not reveal Yang Chong's secrets. However, Jing Niu... Yanri was thinking about how to keep the secret that Yang Chong could plunder other people's skills, and how to attack Yang Chong.

At this time, the imperial physician retreated because the real master here had summoned him.

"How is his injury?" Queen Mother Zhao asked the imperial physician when she came outside the palace.

"His life is fine, but his health is seriously weak." The imperial physician replied stiffly.

"Deficit?" Queen Mother Zhao frowned. This word didn't seem very nice.

"Does it have any impact on him?" asked Queen Mother Zhao.

"You will just be a little weaker and more prone to illness in the future," the imperial physician replied.

"Is there any remedy?"

"Recuperate your energy, don't get too excited, and take a good rest. Maybe things will turn around," the imperial physician replied, but he was even more worried. The queen mother kept a man in Ganquan Palace? Why did he see such a secret?

"Arousing desires?" Zhao Ji couldn't help but frown when she heard that. She was somewhat sensitive to this word. Who made the Queen Mother's life so boring?

"Niu Shang, don't you feel unwell too? Let the imperial physician take a look." Queen Dowager Zhao suppressed the strangeness in her heart and said to Jing Niu, now a palace maid named Wei Niu Shang, who was beside her.

The wind from South Korea eventually blew to Xianyang, which was thousands of miles away. However, Yang Chong, the culprit, didn't know about it. If he knew, he would probably let King Zheng of Qin thank him.

Chapter 78 Qin and Wei, there is beauty

"The Qin and Wei rivers are just flowing. The man and the woman are holding reeds. The woman asks, "Come and see?" The man says, "Come and see!" Beyond the Wei River, there is indeed joy and happiness. The man and the woman are joking with each other, and give each other spoons of medicine.

The Qin and Wei rivers are clear and flowing. The men and women are crowded. The woman asked, "Let's go and see it?" The man said, "Come on, let's go and see it!" Beyond the Wei River, it is really joyful and fun. The man and the woman were about to play, and I gave him a spoon of medicine."

A clear and ethereal singing voice was floating on the Wei River, rippling with the gurgling water. A group of young girls were combing their long hair by the water, and the singing voice came from their mouths.

The girls were singing a folk song from the ancient land of Zheng. Hundreds of years ago, a man named Confucius compiled it into the Confucian classic "The Book of Songs", so this folk song got a new name "Zhinwei".

This poem describes young men and women in Zheng enjoying springtime on the banks of the Qin and Wei rivers on the Shangsi day of the third month. More than a hundred years ago, on the Shangsi day of the third month in Zheng, people would wash away their dirt in the east-flowing water, exorcise bad luck, and pray for happiness and peace. Young men and women would also take this opportunity to express their love to each other.

It is the Shangsi Day of March again. Young boys and girls from both sides of the Qinshui River, who are now Koreans, gather on both sides of the river, singing and dancing, looking for their ideal person. If there are people who are attracted to each other, the boy or girl will take the initiative to walk to the other side and give the other person a peony picked from the mountains and fields. If the other party accepts it, it will be the beginning of love.

The singing from both sides of the river floated along the breeze between the water and into the ears of a woman in purple. She stood under a row of river willows that had just sprouted new buds. In the spring breeze, the willow branches swayed and intertwined with her beautiful and mysterious long hair. Occasionally, her jade neck would glimpse, rippling with jade color, stirring the hearts of everyone who inadvertently set their eyes on this place. It was a bright color that amazed time.

"Beyond the Wei River, it is truly joyful and happy. The man and the woman are joking with each other and giving each other peonies. Caidie, do you have anyone you can give me peonies as a gift?" The purple-clothed woman held up a weak willow branch in her palm, murmuring as she looked at the girl beside her.

"I don't have anyone to give peonies to, but I know that sister will definitely receive the flowers. It's a pity that I don't know how many good boys will be obsessed with sister and heartbroken because of her." The girl called Caidie glanced at the woman in purple, and seemed to be looking forward to some story to happen.

"If that's the case, it would add a bit of sin, which is not good, not good." The purple-clothed woman shook her head and laughed.

She was indeed born beautiful, with her hair tied up in a bun, her eyes bright and clear, and her long purple hair and creamy skin complementing each other, which was truly the most moving color in the world. She just stood there, without a single movement, but in the breeze, her hair moved with the wind, and her clothes danced with the wind, which was a rare sight in the world.

Her reputation has long been well-known in Korea, but if people see her in person, they will find that the reputation is not enough to really describe her charm, because human words have their limits, and her beauty is beyond your cognition.

She is Zi Nu, the owner of the famous Zi Lan Xuan in Korea. This time she went out to meet a wine expert and add another trump card to the operation of Zi Lan Xuan.

"Sister, you should think carefully about how to refuse now. Look, someone is coming." Caidie smiled and stretched out her jade finger, pointing to the front. There, a young man was wading through the river, causing a commotion among the girls on the other side.

"How does Caidie know that he is coming for me and not you or anyone else?" Zi Nu looked in the direction Caidie pointed and saw the young man who had already walked to the shore.

He looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, tall, more than eight feet tall, and extremely handsome, especially his eyes, which were as graceful as a phoenix and his eyebrows as majestic as swords. Although he was not as noble as those beautiful young men in Xinzheng, he had a kind of heroic spirit and handsomeness that belonged to the mountains and rivers.

The eyes of the girls on the shore were shining, and some of them were twisting the flowers in their hands, looking eager to try, waiting for the young man to turn his gaze to them.

Unfortunately, the young man was so arrogant that even though there were so many young girls around him, he didn't even look at them and went straight towards the purple girl under the willow tree.

"Sister, people are coming towards you, please don't make them sad." Caidie looked at the scene in front of her and laughed out loud. She took light steps and retreated behind the willow tree, leaving only two glances looking at her sister leisurely. What kind of story will happen in a moment?

In the sight of Caidie, the young man came to Zinu and presented her with a bouquet of flowers made of wild grasses and peonies. The red and green colors complemented each other, making her sister look even more beautiful and charming.

But Sister Zi Nu just shook her head and said no with a gentle smile.

Sister, she is still so gentle! Even to a strange young man, it is the same. Poor man, you met the wrong person at the right time. Sister will probably become your lifelong regret, right? Caidie thought about it and couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for the young man's experience.

"Your flowers are beautiful, but I can't accept them." Zi Nu looked at the young man in front of her. She couldn't see much because of the distance just now, but now that the young man was standing in front of her, she could see more things.

This young man from the mountains actually has pretty good martial arts skills, which must be a different story.

As the young man looked disappointed, Zi Nu pulled out a piece of wild grass from the bouquet, turned it over with her fingers, and made a small bracelet: "This will be your gift."

"Thank you then." The young man looked at the woman in front of him with a confused and longing look in his eyes. Then he imitated the woman's actions and untied the bouquet. As his palms turned, he actually made a wreath.

"Please accept it, young lady. Thank you." The young man insisted, and then placed the wreath at her feet without caring whether Zi Nu refused or not.

"I won't accept it, so your thank you is too early." Zi Nu refused cruelly. Although she was gentle, she was also indifferent. Gentleness was her nature, but indifference was the weapon she relied on for survival.

"I'm not thanking you for accepting my gift, young lady." The young man shook his head.

"What is that?" Zi Nu couldn't help but feel a little curious. This young man seemed a little strange.

"Thank you for decorating someone's dream." After the young man said this, he stepped back and left without any entanglement.

"Thank you for decorating someone's dream?" Zi Nu was slightly stunned. A breeze seemed to pass through the calm lake of her heart, causing ripples on the surface of the lake.

She seemed to understand: I like your beauty, so I gave you my gift. This is my dream. As for whether you accept it or not, it has nothing to do with me.

Dream? Zi Nu pondered, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she leaned over to pick up the wreath.

"Colorful butterfly, it's beautiful, isn't it?" The woman in purple looked behind her, where a pretty face was looking around in confusion.

"Yes, yes." Caidie answered subconsciously.

……

"Long time no see, Miss Zinu." Yang Chong turned and left without a trace of disappointment. Instead, he had a smile from the heart. The world once again became the world he was familiar with.

It has been a long time since he and Yan Lingji left Xiliu Village. During this time, Yang Chong has completely mastered the Nine Yin Scriptures. Whether it is the Nine Yin Divine Claw, the Heart-Destroying Palm, the White Python Whip, or the Golden Bell Cover, Yang Chong has practiced them to a state close to perfection. And his internal strength has reached a terrifying level under the combined power of the Nine Yin True Qi and the Power Absorption Technique. It can be said that the current Yang Chong has made a qualitative improvement compared to when he fought against the disciples of the Nong family more than a year ago. Now he has enough strength to fight against any of Luowang's top killers.

Walking on the road leading to Xinzheng along the river, Yang Chong looked at the city of Xinzheng which was vaguely visible in the distance. No matter how poor Han was among the seven countries, Xinzheng was still the royal city of Han, a city full of desires.

"Hey, stop dreaming." Yan Lingji stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Yang Chong, her face full of disgust.

What do you mean by thank you for decorating a person's dream? Pah, I'm so jealous, so jealous. Thinking about the affectionate character played by Yang Chong just now, Yan Lingji could not see a trace of beauty, let alone being moved. She even wanted to laugh. It was just lust. Thinking about it, Yan Lingji put the hand that was shaking in front of Yang Chong on his shoulder and took the opportunity to pretend to vomit.

"How many months has it been?" Yang Chong took Yan Lingji's arm and asked.

"You're only a few months old." Yan Lingji broke away from Yang Chong's embrace and said, "Tian Mi, let's go and let your master dream here by himself."