Daqin: Ask the Ancestral Dragon for the position of Crown Prince

Thump...

Zhao Gao fell to the ground abruptly, his blood surged, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

There were teeth mixed in the blood, and it was dripping with blood.

His right face was red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looks embarrassed.

Zhao Gao's face was hot at this time, and he felt a long-lost pain.

But he didn't care. Instead, he stared at Ying Ziye who was standing with his hands straight!

He was beaten up! ! !

Some of them have not come to mind!

Ying Ziye actually dared to beat him! ! !

He was dignified in the Che Mansion Order, in charge of [Luo Net] such heavy weapons, monstrous power!

In the Manchu dynasty civil and military, apart from the Meng clan who had a grudge with him, who was not respectful to him?

And even Meng Yi, brother Meng Tian, ​​and the eldest son of Fusu who had never dealt with him, had never treated him like this?

But today, he was beaten by an unscrupulous young man like Ying Ziye! ! !

A feeling of humiliation and resentment instantly rose up in his heart!

Next second.

Zhao Gao's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and he slowly stood up!

The whole body exudes an extremely cold aura, like a poisonous snake that chooses people to eat!

Whoosh whoosh...

Whoosh whoosh...

Along with his actions, in front of the palace, there were suddenly six strange black shadows carrying long swords.

These six dark shadows were extremely particular about their positions, and surrounded Ying Ziye round and round.

His eyes were cold and murderous.

Like the ecstatic messenger in the dark night!

What's even more frightening is that although it is six Daoist shadows, six people!

However, under Ying Ziye's perception, there seemed to be only one person, with exactly the same breath!

Surprisingly, it is the emperor killer of Luo Wang, and also Zhao Gao's personal guard-Six Sword Slave!

"Forgive the old slave for his ignorance, I don't know what the son intends to do??"

Zhao Gao looked at Ying Ziye viciously, like a poisonous snake in the dark.

"What is it?"

"You Zhao Gao is just an eunuch, dare you to prevent my son from seeing his father?"

"I should ask you what you want, right?"

Ying Ziye was calm and composed, without fear.

With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he said, using his fingers to point the six sword slaves around him, "Why, this is your dog leg?"

"Are you asking them to keep me?"

"Okay, okay, it really turned you back, in front of my father's palace, holding a sword at me, is this still not my Daqin's world?"

"Dog stuff, who gave you the courage, do you want to die?"

Speaking of the end, Ying Ziye's tone was already extremely cold and stern, her eyes were full of murderous intent, and she stared at Zhao Gao firmly.

And heard what Ying Ziye said.

Zhao Gao, who was still full of cold face just now, was on the verge of eruption.

His face changed drastically, cold sweat fell down his forehead inadvertently!

Kill the heart!

This is killing people!

He knew that what Ying Ziye said was not wrong.

In the final analysis, no matter how high his position is, Zhao Gao will be favored again.

It's just the domestic slave of the Win clan!

The wise martial arts of the first emperor Yingzheng.

How to tolerate domestic slaves riding on the head of the master, this waits for the following things.

Not to mention, in front of the palace, leading someone to encircle the Imperial Prince with a sharp blade.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gao shuddered suddenly, his anger was instantly extinguished, and he hurriedly said:

"Retreat, retreat, this is Son Midnight, so you can offend it, so don't hurry up to apologize."

Regarding Zhao Gao's words, Six Sword Slaves have always obeyed, and now they cupped hands and said:

"Midnight son, take the liberty."

"Midnight son, take the liberty."

...

After speaking, the figure of Six Sword Slave flashed and sank into the darkness again.

Zhao Gao's face changed extremely quickly, and his cold expression just disappeared.

Instead, there was a smile on his face.

"Young Master Midnight, it was the old slave's fault. He didn't restrain his subordinates. I am here to apologize to you."

"However, please understand the old slave's difficulties. The old slave dare not listen to His Majesty First Emperor's order!"

Zhao Gao's cupped hands tried to plead guilty again and again.

The tone is very sincere!

However, at the moment when he lowered his head, there was a flash of resentment in his eyes.

Looking at his behavior, Ying Ziye sneered to herself.

What a Zhao Gao, he deserves to be an old yin person!

The ability to change face is not weak!

It can be said to be able to bend and stretch!

However, Ying Ziye had no intention of letting him go so easily.

He wouldn't be naive to think that Zhao Gao would just let it go.

This kind of person is like a poisonous snake.

As long as he catches the opportunity, he will definitely kill himself.

That being the case.

He simply offended him to the end and gave him a severe lesson.

Thinking of this, Ying Ziye said in a cold voice:

"The slap just now just taught you to offend me. As for the dog minions under your hand, I haven't counted it with you yet?"

"Huh??"

Zhao Gao suddenly raised his head, the smile on his face stiffened, and his eyelids were jumping!

Obviously suppress the anger in the heart!

He almost squeezed a word from his teeth: "Then I don't know what the son wants an old slave?"

"Of course it's palm mouth." Ying Ziye replied.

When Zhao Gao heard the words, he was taken aback.

Then the palms of his sleeves clenched his fists suddenly, his eyes churning with anger.

The expression on his face is extremely difficult to look at in an instant.

Too much deception!

It's deceiving too much!

It's been a long while.

Zhao Gao took a deep breath, a smile on his face, just about to say something.

But seeing Ying Ziye seemed impatient.

The figure flashed, and he came to him.

Then when Zhao Gao didn't react.

Then he grabbed his hair bun with lightning speed.

Then a fierce slap was slapped off!

Snap!

A crisp voice sounded.

With a slap in the face, Ying Ziye had no intention of giving up.

He pulled Zhao Gao's hair with his left hand.

The crackling of his right hand was a slap in the face.

Slap...

Slap...

Slap...

Ying Ziye's expression was fierce, and the strength in her hands was even stronger.

Although I have never used Internal Energy.

But with his current Grand Great Master Realm physique, Zhao Gao simply couldn't hold it.

Suddenly, it was accompanied by a miserable cry.

Blood splattered and bloody bloody!

In the process of being beaten, Zhao Gao did not dare to use Internal Energy to resist.

For fear that an accident might hurt Ying Ziye.

That's it all!

Not only was he slapped in vain, but he was also guilty of disobedience, but that was going to fall for his head.

At the moment, Zhao Gao could only be full of humiliation in his heart.

Enduring the intense pain, Ying Ziye slapped her eyes with Venus and dizzy.

For a long time.

After Ying Ziye slapped dozens of times in a row.

After venting the depression in his heart, he throws his left hand at will.

Throwing Zhao Gao out like garbage.

Bang!

Zhao Gao's body hit the door of the palace, and then like a piece of paper, he slowly slipped off and collapsed to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Ying Ziye gave up just now, her stern expression on her face was gone, and her calm was restored.

And it seems that it was this sound that reached the hall.

At this moment, a strong magnetic voice suddenly sounded.

"Who is making noise outside the temple?"*

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