First Emperor’s Will: My Heir is the Daqin Empress

Late at night, the moon and stars are rare.

A white-robed swordsman quietly walked into the valley in front of him.

The slender hands with sharp edges and corners held a sword.

The body of the sword was cast like jasper, and it was completely natural. At the position close to the hilt, Yuan Hong was engraved with two characters.

Glow with blood.

Between the steps, it seems that the ground can be shrunk into an inch, light and elegant.

The white sword robe, the corner of the clothes, was stained with blood, and it was clearly carved.

"Ok?"

After stepping into the valley, the white-robed swordsman felt something was wrong.

The calm valley in the past is still silent tonight.

But, always feel.

It seems, somewhat, not quite the same.

It seems that there is a hidden murder.

Zeng Yi

The indigo-colored long sword was suddenly unsheathed.

Intuition honed in the sword field for many years.

Let him smell dangerous odors in the air.

This is the swordsman, in the face of danger.

A foreshadowing of danger.

"come on...."

The white-robed swordsman said lightly.

.....

Clear footsteps sounded.

A moon-white figure gradually drifted away from the shadowy forest in the valley in front of him.

The pace under the boots is particularly agile.

At the end, he came to the front of Genie.

Stand still.

Looking at this exquisite and slender figure in front of him.

In the shadows, gradually appear.

The white-robed man frowned.

Is this a... woman?

but.

After walking under the moonlight.

Under the dim moonlight, this face displayed is truly breathtaking!

Magnificent eyes, wine red pupils, exudes a charming and charming atmosphere.

But his eyes were extremely cold and indifferent.

There is no superfluous emotional outpouring.

Proud and cold.

Keep people out of the rough.

Sanjian blue silk, floating behind her back.

The ropes woven from brocade flowers are tied behind the head.

Revealing Bao Laibai's neck.

The neck is slender and beautiful, like a rhyme of water hibiscus, beautiful and peerless.

now.

Originally it was supposed to be holding a needle with splendid, white as jade fingers, but it was holding a sword.

Above the knuckles, there are shallow sword marks.

It shows that this is a beauty who has been holding a sword for many years.

Even...strong!

"You are, the daughter of the first emperor? Yinglan?"

The white-robed swordsman said softly.

A flash of memory emerges.

Those wine red eyes.

Remind him of the old days.

He had not yet defected from the palace.

Beside His Majesty the First Emperor, that petite and delicate girl.

At that time, she once asked herself to teach swordsmanship.

Respectfully call yourself Teacher Genie.

Known by himself as an excellent swordsman talent.

The eldest princess of the empire who can be called a peerless sword embryo.

A blink of an eye.

Actually, it is already.

Ten years passed by.

"Mr. Genie..."."

Ying Lan said.

"Or should I call you, teacher?"

Ying Lan smiled.

The white-robed swordsman in front of him.

It is the Ghost Valley Sword Saint, Gai Nie!

Back then, the emperor's chief swordsman teacher who defected from the first emperor's side.

old days.

He once practiced swordsmanship under his door.

"His Royal Highness Yinglan's swordsmanship is excellent, even if there is no Gai, the future swordsmanship will definitely not be mediocre. 11

Genie shook his head.

"When the so-called master is called, Gai does not dare to take it.

"A sword cultivator, whoever succeeds, is all gifted with excellent swordsmanship.

"The role of a mentor is minimal. His Royal Highness Yinglan, Miaozan Gaimou. 99

Genie said.

"Mr. Gai Nie must know the purpose of Ying Ying's coming here."

Yinglan is straight to the point.

"knowledge.

Genie nodded.

However, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Hiding in this valley, no one should know my location. 99

"Why did His Highness Yinglan find me?

This is what makes Genie strange.

Ying Lan smiled lightly.

"All creatures in heaven and earth have eyes, whether it is the morning bird in the forest, the grass path in the thickets, or the water marks along the coast.

"Your trace has already been known to the nearby villagers.

certainly.

Fantong is actually the most direct role, telling Yinglan Gai Nie's position.

However, Yinglan naturally wouldn't say it.

"yes....."

Gai Nie muttered to himself.

"Mr. Gai Nie, now that you have returned to the empire, Ying Lan can still honor you as a teacher.

Yinglan threw thistle olive branch to Gai Nie.

"I believe in the father's side, you are welcome to rejoin the empire."

"T...

Genie shook his head slowly.

"His Royal Highness Yinglan, when Gai heard that you were in the court, he had a heart like Huilan, and he had insight into world affairs.

"It should be known that there is a possibility that Gai will never return.

"If that's the case, are you going to betray your father and king for sure?"

Yinglan's voice became cold.

"Gai Mou has never been loyal, so how can you talk about betrayal?

Genie said lightly.

"Back then, it was only after going down the mountain that I saw the man's ambition to take over the Eight Wastelands, was infected by it, and offered to help. 33

"But now, the empire is unified, and some of his actions, Gai does not agree with him, so they parted ways.

The so-called defection.

However, he killed several ministers in the court by himself.

Provoking the wrath of the First Emperor.

Because, they are the right-hand man of the former empire.

To the empire, they are heroes.

But to the people, he is not a good person.

Although he has made great achievements for the empire.

However, the sins and blood debts of the souls stained in the hands.

Death is hard to forgive.

The first emperor would not attack the hero.

Genie couldn't agree.

This is the key to Gai Nie's strict adherence to kendo and breaking with him.

It is also the obsession of Genie.

For the world.

Planning for the world... Yinglan is naturally aware of the pursuit of this sword saint.

However, the people in the dry well look up at the catastrophe of the universe.

Those who sit in the world, but look around at the high wall like a well.

In the imperial family.

at the pinnacle of power.

Sometimes, certain things are involuntary.

As a last resort.

Guarantee of the continuation and stability of the empire.

Sometimes, you can only hide filth.

Gai Nie Zhigaojie.

Heart like an orchid.

So, this means that the two sides are destined to be enemies.

Although, it has been done.

But, in the end, a different path has to be taken.

This is the sub-police between the knight and the emperor.

"In this case, I am afraid that tonight, I can only send Mr. on the road.

Ying Lan's eyes were cold.

Sure enough, he was as expected.

Gai Nie, there is absolutely no possibility of re-submission.

Negotiations broke down.

Then, next, only the second way remains.

Kill it...kill!

Ying Lan's breath gradually locked onto the Ghost Valley Sword Saint in front of him.

The sword swayed from under his feet.

He slowly pulled out his eight-faced Han sword.

Glittering light flickers.

Sanyan Qingsi is automatically without wind under the condensation of sword intent.

At the same time, eighteen black-clothed sword shadows.

Appears above the valley walls.

They are all holding indigo-colored cold knives with dark faces.

Terrifying killing intent enveloped the huge valley.

The oppressive grass is bent down, and the thistle is cracked.

"I don't know, Your Highness Yinglan, how much has the swordsmanship improved in the past ten years?

I didn't care about the eighteen Yanyun cavalrymen who were around.

Gai Nie just looked at Ying Lan in front of him.

whispered.

Raised the tip of Yuanhong's sword.

"Gai Mou, some expectations. 33

Ten years ago, he guided Yinglan to practice swordsmanship.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

I don't know.

self-trained students.

Now, face yourself again.

Can she still remember the sword move she told her back then?

Tombstones one by one!

Air burst.

The two figures echoed each other.

Silver armor and white robes are intertwined.

Yinglan's eight-faced Han sword collided with Gai Nie's Yuanhong.

Mars shines.

For a moment, there were already several sword-blade confrontations.

The swords staggered and flickered.

They are all fragments of memories from the past years in the royal palace.

"Mr. Gai Nie, do you really want to step on the road of the dead...

In the intermission of the confrontation, Ying Lan asked.

Departure final inquiry.

It was also his last chance.

Tonight, the eighteen cavalry of Yanyun are guarding here, if Gai Nie refuses to submit.

There is only one dead end.

There is absolutely no hope of surviving.

"Gai Mou, I want to try the limit of kendo. 99

"Forge a great sword in the world.

Genie said lightly.

With speechless words, he expressed his refusal.

Ying Lan sighed.

After confronting Genie again, he quietly retreated.

Knowing that facing the Ghost Valley Sword Saint, his current strength is not an opponent.

At the same time that Yinglan retreated.

Eighteen Yanyun cavalrymen had already galloped down from the valley barrier.

Indigo-colored cold knife scabbard.

It came to beheaded towards Genie.

Lingzhou's sharp knife technique seems to be able to break the rocks.

With a bang.

Eighteen blades smashed down, forcing Gai Nie back.

A deep pit appeared on the ground, which was forcibly slashed by the blade, and the dust scattered and the ghostly figure stirred.

A silent valley illuminated by the jungle and the night moon.

For the first time, the eighteen cavalry of Yanyun were dispatched at the same time.

Eighteen corners, each guarding.

Spread out a strangling sword formation, put Ga Nie in it,

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