246 BC.

Daqin, Xianyang City.

Today's world.

The kingdoms are still divided, the vast Central Plains has been divided into many national capitals, and since hundreds of thousands of years ago, the disputes between the countries have continued to the present without severing.

But.

Even if the kingdoms stand tall, among the nations, those who are the best should be Qin.

The national strength of Qin, the heritage of Qin, the collection of successive kings to make good governance, Fang has the strength of Qin now.

The six countries of Shandong are all afraid of Qin Yu Tiger.

But at the moment.

Daqin, known as the most powerful country in the Central Plains, is suffering from a civil strife.

In front of the palace of the King of Qin.

One by one, the black-armored Qin soldiers gathered, holding spears, and surrounded the Qin Palace.

At the gate of the Qin Palace.

In the center of the encirclement, a very young handsome man dressed in a black Qin martial uniform and holding a sword, and on his back was a weak middle-aged man, and the man on his back was the current King of Qin, Huan Zi Chu, who was once also called Huan Weiren.

And this young handsome man is the son of Huan Zichu, Huan Zheng.

Maybe now.

The name of Yingzheng is not known to the world, but if time continues, the name of Yingzheng will be known to the world, because he will be the Qin Shi Huang who reshaped the Central Plains, swept away Liuhe, and determined the world.

"Yangquanjun, if you really want to force each other so hard, risk a big deal, and imprison the king, if you are known by the sect and the hundred officials, you will not have any good ends, and the Empress Dowager Huayang will not be able to shelter you."

"Now that the Grandmaster Hundred Officials are outside the palace gate, you'd better think clearly."

With a sharp sword in his hand, Huan Zheng pointed at an official led by the Qin soldiers in front of him and shouted.

"Everything has already been done, and there is no room for maneuver."

"But I don't dare to bear the great sin of imprisoning the king, but you..." Yangquanjun sneered and stared at Ying Zheng: "The edict of the king sneaks into the palace without permission, and even holds the king hostage, this crime is not so good." "

"Even if you are the eldest son of Wang Shangyan, Benjun can be famous and take you down."

"You can't stop the palace guards if you cultivate in the body refining realm."

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"You actually framed me."

Ying Zheng's face changed, and he shouted with some anger.

"Framing is not framing, that is not for you to say."

"Come, take down this rebel son who intends to assassinate the king for Benjun, and save the king."

Yang Quanjun sneered and raised his hand and waved.

"No."

Suddenly.

The hundreds of black-armored Qin soldiers around them moved, pressing towards Ying Zheng step by step, and the spears were all sharp.

"Damn."

"They are determined to imprison their father in the palace."

Seeing this scene, Huan Zheng could only slowly retreat, his strength alone, even if his cultivation was the peak of the refining realm, there was no way to rush out.

The sharp men who are guarding the palace of the Great Qin King are all elite in the army, and they are all in the refining realm.

"Government... Zheng'er, go... Go to the harem forbidden ... There... Maybe there will be a silver lining, quick... Let's go..."

Huan Zichu raised his head weakly and whispered to Huan Zhengdao.

Now.

The entire palace has been controlled by the people of Empress Dowager Huayang and Yangquanjun, even if Huanzi Chu barely recovers his spirit, they will not obey, their purpose is to imprison Huanzi Chu in the palace, wait until he dies of illness, and then put an end to the succession of Huanyang Zheng, and let Chengjiao, supported by his family, succeed to the throne.

"Palace Forbidden Land?"

Ying Zheng's gaze froze, and a touch of awe immediately appeared.

Just four words, so that the future as the emperor of the ages has appeared in awe, it can be seen that this harem forbidden place is not simple.

But.

Ying Zheng did not hesitate, clenched the sword in his hand, and slowly moved to the left, his eyes were fixed on a beam and pillar supporting the palace.

Then.

Mobilized the strength of the body, a sword cut out.

Duh.

The power of a sword seemed to carry the power of a thousand people, and the very strong beam and pillar were actually cut off by a sword by Ying Zheng.

The beam and pillar were cut off by a sword.

Boom.

A corner of the palace collapsed directly.

Many Qin soldiers who surrounded them looked at the collapsed palace above their heads and had to retreat.

Take advantage of this opportunity.

Ying Zheng immediately carried his father on his back, took the road and fled to the left, with a clear goal, towards a forbidden place in the palace.

"Chase, we must not let them escape, otherwise we will all die."

Yang Quanjun patted the dust, looked at Ying Zheng, who was fleeing backwards, and immediately shouted at the Qin soldiers on the left and right.

"No."

The Qin soldiers did not dare to hesitate, and immediately chased after them with their soldiers in hand.

When this Yang Quanjun came back to his senses.

Seeing the direction of Ying Zheng's escape, he reacted sharply.

"It's not good, it's the forbidden place of the royal palace."

Yang Quanjun's eyes froze, revealing a touch of horror.

"Quick, chase, absolutely can't let them escape into the forbidden place."

Yang Quanjun shouted at the pursuing Qin soldiers, while he himself ran towards a palace on the side.

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