I Breakthrough Again

"As the next sect today, I know that I killed the Bitter Zhou Pope. I have no retreat. I have no ambitions to join Daqin." Yao Ji knelt down and said.

"You belong to Mu Qingkong as his lieutenant."

Zhao Huai said in the middle: "Go down."

Yao Ji got up, feeling disappointed.

He brought one of the three sects of the Nine Sects of the Bitter Zhou Sect to join the Ye Yufu, hoping to get the position of the Nine Generals of Zhong Lang.

Not only did he fail to achieve his wish, but he didn't even get the position of the sixteen servants. He only became a lieutenant under Mu Qingkong, one of the nine generals in Zhonglang, and the gap was more than four or five levels from the expectations.

But under the pressure of Zhao Huaizhong, he didn't dare to say much, and bowed back.

"Mu Qingkong, Yao Ji was able to kill the Bitter Zhou Pope, and then successfully took over most of the Kuzhou Cult. You can see its psychic abilities. You must remember that you cannot entrust him to life or death at any time." Zhao Huai said. .

"The minister wrote it down." Mu Qingkong replied.

Zhao Huaizhong also ordered: "From now on, Ye Yufu's subordinates will focus on collecting news about Wei and Zhao.

In addition, it is necessary to pay close attention to the movements of the Huns, including the relationship between the various tribes of the Huns. "

All generals should be.

After they all retreated, Zhao Huai took out two Yin Cao and the dilapidated stone bowl.

These three things are evil sacrificial tools, and their breath is cold and palpitating.

The two inmates of Shintoku and the one he gave to the ghosts are the same in shape, like a miniature old stone temple, but surrounded by holes, and a bit like a honeycomb.

"There is more than one Yin Cao..."

Zhao Huaizhong looked at it for a moment, and said to Xin Martial Dao: "Bring the three of Zhao Yan here."

But after a while, Zhao Yan, Xiang Yi, and Yao Qian were brought in.

After two days of life, Zhao Yan's hair was scattered and his face was pale.

He saw Zhao Huaizhong sitting in the hall, and he immediately said, "You want to humiliate me to repay the enmity that you had in Handan?"

Zhao Huai took out a roll of bamboo slips glowing with yellowish-brown light: "This was found from you, and Wang Jian said it was a Magical Item given to you by your father, Pingyuan.

The bamboo slips are engraved with ancient magic circles, which can translate the space and avoid disasters. "

Zhao Yan's breathing was a bit heavy.

Pingyuan Jun once warned him that once the sacrifice was over, he immediately urged the bamboo slips to leave the sacrifice place, and then return to Zhao.

However, he was conceited to arrange properly and would not be noticed so quickly. He did not obey Lord Pingyuan's instructions, and he did not rush to leave after the sacrifice.

When Wang Jian appeared, it was too late for him to leave, and he regretted that he didn't.

"Whose idea was to offer sacrifices to the entire city of Koreans?" Zhao Huaizhong asked.

"What about me?" Zhao Yan said frankly.

"Master Pingyuan ordered you?"

"No, I want to break your Qin national fortune with my own hands." Zhao Yan straightened his back.

"The luck of a country is accumulated day by day. All people gather, just rely on you to take these few things, want to ruin the great Qin national luck?"

Zhao Huaizhong laughed and said: "The ants also feel that they can shake the tree.

To ruin the luck of a country, there must be ignorance of the king, the people will not live, and the disaster will be the prerequisite.

Then, with the cooperation of external forces, it is possible to accelerate the decline of its national fortune. It is a joke to want to shake the foundation of a country with external forces alone. "

Zhao Yan and Xiang Yi were startled.

"I and Sect's ancient books are all contained... if you follow the law, you can ruin the luck of a country. There have been examples of this." Xiang Yi whispered.

"The instance you mentioned refers to the Yin and Shang dynasties? The king of Zhou had no way, and it was only when some demon people took advantage of it." Zhao Huaizhong said with disdain.

Zhao Yan and Xiang Yi were speechless.

"How many of these Yin Cao tools are there?"

Zhao Huaizhong's inquiry contains the power of Sage and cannot be rejected.

Yao Qian almost subconsciously responded: "Since ancient times, there have been four Yin Cao, three have fallen into your hands, and one is in the hands of Heavenly Dao.

But Heavenly Dao has not been able to escape in recent years, and Yin Cao also disappeared. "

Xiang Yi continued: "Among the three sects and nine sects, there are five Sects originally from the same line. In addition to the Seven Emotions, the Heavenly Dao, the Yin Girl Sect, and the troubled times that have always been secretive.

With Butianjiao as the head of the five sects, the integration of the five sects is the Heavenly Dao of ancient origin. "

Zhao Huai said in the middle: "You and the three of you will be punishable by the Korean sacrifice for Qin."

Zhao Yan sneered and said, "You want to kill me, do you know what my father has done with you?

You killed me, and you will die soon. Under my father’s arrangement, I borrowed your luck a long time ago. You and me have two sides..."

Zhao Huai tilted his head to look at Zhao Yan calmly.

Zhao Yan resolutely said: "If I die, your luck will also fall, and your life will be soon."

"Then try with your life, drag them out and kill them." Zhao Huaizhong said unmovedly.

Pingyuan-jun's calculations on his predecessor had long since been destroyed because of his crossing. With his current Sage level, he has a very accurate judgment of his own bad luck.

Ziyou Ye Yufu soldiers stepped forward and dragged a few people out.

"Zhao Huaizhong, you will regret killing me." Zhao Yan finally changed his face, the blood on his face faded.

No one is not afraid of death at all, especially those who have grown up in clothes and clothes.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the three have become the dead souls of the executioners.

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Wei is the capital of the country, and the leader.

In the Wei Palace, King Anli sat on the throne.

He was dressed in a red and black royal robe, with a jade belt tied around his waist and palms. He is slightly shorter than ordinary people, his face is older, his hair is half-white, his back is somewhat rickety, but his nose is tall and his eyes are somber and majestic.

In the short seats not far away, several Wei Chen wearing official robes sat in turn.

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn.

"Chu Qin didn't reach the age of the crown, relying on the power of Sage, he dared to come to my door to deceive Wei Wei, the youngest son is ignorant, should be killed."

King An Li's voice was old and low, and he coughed slightly after he said, blood oozing out of his mouth.

The waiter next to his body hurriedly took out a red Medicine Pill and gave it to King Wei to take it, but he threw the Medicine Pill on the ground: "The blood pill refined by the alchemist in the palace has a strong smell of blood, and no one hears it. Desire to vomit."

The waiter turned pale with fright and knelt to the ground.

King Anli’s health has always been poor, and his health has gone from bad to worse after the death of Wei Wuji, a king of Xinling who was famous for his Little Brother in the Seven Kingdoms years ago.

The death of King Xinling due to depression was directly related to the suspicion that King Anli had hit the Qin people.

At this moment, King Anli regretted it again and said with emotion: "The widowed brother Wuji also has the appearance of Sage. If he does not die, Qin Chuan dare to deceive me like this, and the widow vowed not to take a break with him."

In the muddy eyes of King An Li, a heavy color passed:

"Chu Qin is only relying on the power of the Qin people's national destiny. He is young and arrogant. He dares to bully the few. If I want to kill, I will be quick. The officials can have a plan."

"The minister thought that he could talk to Qi people about co-industry again?"

Some ministers remonstrated: "Qin people worked hard to cultivate water conservancy, and it was very exhausting. At this time, attacking Wei has already exhausted all their strength. If there is another country attacking Qin at this moment, Qin will definitely be able to retreat from my great Wei."

Another minister said, "It's better to be with Qi than with Zhao.

The Zhao people are more cunning and indifferent than the Qi people. They have no immediate pain, and are much more reliable. "

King Anli flatly refused: "The Zhao people will be invaded by the Huns this summer. After the Huns have annexed the Guifang and other tribes, they will plunder like the wind and are not easy to fight against.

If you are with Zhao, you must use his food, grass, and horses to fund your battle. Wei, who is a few people, will lose and lose, and he must never join with Zhao. "

The ministers were silent.

After the night fell, Star flickered.

Zhao Huaizhong returned to the Crown Prince's Mansion, took a shower and changed clothes, and then walked into the bedroom.

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