Dai Qin: Summon Holy Fighters, Cast Holy Domain Dynasty

Xianyang Street.

Several strange figures appeared on a street corner somewhere.

One of the men said, "

The hall master asked us to come and find out the news,

this huge Xianyang City."

"Where to find out?"

"Yes, we can't get into the palace."

"But only there can you find useful information."

Another said.

"Wait, don't worry."

"Just think about it, except for the royal palace."

"Where else can I get close?"

The man touched his chin in a pensive gesture.

"Only the Prince's Mansion."

A man said in a deep voice.

The Dauphin's Palace was independent of the royal palace.

It is located near the eastern suburbs of the Royal Palace.

In fact, it is the mansion of the original nineteenth son.

On this basis, it was converted into the Prince's Mansion.

"Prince's Mansion?"

"Yes, if there is still a place to inquire about news in this Xianyang City."

"Then it must be this prince's mansion."

"And it's easily accessible."

"Even if you are discovered, you can get out."

The man said.

Several people glanced at each other.

Then nodded.

"But where is this Prince's Mansion?"

Another asked.

"It's not easy, just inquire."

The man spread his hands and showed a very relaxed gesture.

"Okay, that's it."

"We act!"

Finish talking.

The men took action.

......

Prince Mansion.

In the courtyard.

Huan Ziyun sat on the old man's chair and swayed Erlang's legs.

The mood seems to be very comfortable.

Since the last time he was rewarded with those servants.

He didn't even know how to use it.

After all, there are too many servants to arrange at all.

Change one a day, or two or three.

Some servants have to serve Huan Ziyun.

You still have to stand in line.

At this time, Tian Yan was holding a plate in his hand.

The plate was full of fruit.

She brought it to Huan Ziyun.

Then he placed it on a stone table and stood quietly on the side.

Those beautiful pupils glanced at Huan Ziyun from time to time.

and a flush appears on the face.

I think it was that night, Huan Ziyun's kiss opened a taboo that had been closed for a long time in her heart.

However, just when she looked at Huan Ziyun blankly.

Huan Ziyun glanced up at her sharply.

She avoided her gaze for a moment.

The blush on his face suddenly deepened a little.

Seeing this, the corners of Huan Ziyun's mouth raised slightly.

Then he asked, "

You've been a maid in my mansion for a long time."

Tian Yan heard this.

Slightly startled.

I don't understand what this means.

And he said, "

It's been some time."

"You say, you've been gone for so long."

"Will the peasant people send someone to find you?"

Huan Ziyun asked.

"I wonder what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince means by this?"

The more Tian Yan listened, the more he didn't understand what Huan Ziyun was going to say.

There was a slight look of doubt on his face.

"Nothing."

"Prince Ben is just casually asking."

"You don't have to be nervous."

Huan Ziyun glanced at Tian Yan.

An inexplicable look flashed on his face.

......

Outside the Prince's Mansion.

Several figures appeared in a corner.

They are the eyes of the farmer.

"I didn't expect the Prince's Mansion to be here."

"Finally found it."

"Go."

A peasant disciple said after glancing at the plaque at the gate.

"Wait."

Another peasant disciple put his hand on his shoulder and reminded.

"What's wrong?"

"The target is big to expose from the main entrance."

"We're going through the back door."

The peasant disciple said.

"Okay, let's go to the back door."

Finish talking.

A few people walked towards the back door of the prince's mansion.

Soon.

They came to the back door.

"What to do now."

A peasant disciple asked.

"I can only wait until it gets dark before I enter the mansion."

"At this time, there is no doubt that I will die."

Another peasant disciple looked up at the sky.

"However, looking at this, it will take a while."

The peasant disciple complained a little.

"No way, wait."

......

Tian Yan heard Huan Ziyun say this.

Willow frowned.

She didn't know what Huan Ziyun meant by saying this for no reason.

As a killer of the first class of the original Luowang Tianzi.

Her keen intuition told her that things weren't that simple.

And yet, right then.

Huan Ziyun, who was sitting on the old man's chair, his face sank slightly.

Found that there were several breath fluctuations at the back door.

He said to himself,

"These people are really happy about it."

Then he called,

"Shura."

Shout!

A golden figure instantly flashed in front of Huan Ziyun.

After saluting, he replied,

"Pope."

"Go, catch those little mice at the back door."

Huan Ziyun ordered.

"Yes, Pope."

Shout!

Shura's figure disappeared.

On the side, Tian Yan looked stunned.

Soon.

Asura returned.

Each of the two hands carried the peasant disciples who had inquired about the news.

"On your knees."

Asura flicked his hands.

Several people knelt in front of Huan Ziyun.

Swish!

Tian Yan saw this.

I saw that it was a peasant disciple.

The face was suddenly shocked.

Just now, Huan Ziyun was still talking to himself about whether the disciples of the peasant family would come to him.

I didn't expect that this was only half a cup of tea.

The disciples of the peasant family were discovered by Huan Ziyun's men.

Several people looked up and saw Tian Yan standing on the side.

The face was also suddenly shocked.

They all lost their voices:

"Great... Miss. "

Presumptuous."

Asura who was protecting Huan Ziyun snorted.

Those people instantly lowered their heads.

Like several deflated kittens.

Tian Yan's face became a little ugly.

At this time, Huan Ziyun glanced at these peasant disciples.

Then he slowly said, "

Which class are you?"

"Shhh Chi You Tang.

A timid peasant disciple replied tremblingly.

"Chi Youtang?"

"Tian Hu?"

Ying Huan Ziyun's eyes sank, and he said to himself.

Tian Hu, he Huan Ziyun naturally knows.

The current head of Chi You Hall, one of the six halls of the farmhouse.

The younger brother of Tian Meng, the hall master of the Lieshan Hall.

He is straightforward and impulsive, has a fiery temper and is somewhat conceited.

There was no surprised expression on Huan Ziyun's face.

At this time, hundreds of families came to the door, and it has basically become commonplace.

"Tell Prince Ben your purpose."

Huan Ziyun sat on the old man's chair.

It seems to be relaxed.

But there is a sense of compulsion between the words that is not angry and self-threatening.

It made the few peasant disciples kneeling below tremble.

On the side, Tian Yan heard Huan Ziyun's question.

Those two brows furrowed even tighter.

"Say."

Asura yelled at them.

The timid one was startled and his figure trembled.

"I said I said, yes... It's to find out intelligence. "

Intelligence?"

"What intelligence?"

Huan Ziyun asked.

"Emperor... The movement of the empire. The

timid replied.

When Huan Ziyun heard this,

an unguessable look appeared on his face.

Mohism. Confucianism and Yin-Yang were destroyed one after another.

As a farmer with hundreds of families, it is natural to be vigilant.

But he didn't expect that the farmer's hand had actually reached the feet of the Son of Heaven.

To say that this peasant family is also a threat to the empire.

He was a force left by Changping Jun to Fusu.

At the same time, it is also the largest anti-Qin force.

Blue Dragon Project.

As a traverser, he naturally knew.

One of them is that the peasant family, the Mo family, the Xiang family, and others unite to rebel against the empire.

Now the Mo family and the Xiang family have been wiped out by themselves.

Only this peasant family remained in the empire.

As the saying goes, cut the grass to remove the roots.

If you leave a farmhouse with 100,000 disciples.

This is undoubtedly planting a big cancer for the empire.

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