I Broke Through Again

  Chapter 106 Ants Shaking Trees 【Request Tickets】

   "Nowadays, all the sects in the world know that I killed Pope Kuzhou, and I have no way out. I have no intention of joining the Great Qin." Yao Ji knelt down and said.

   "You belong to Mu Qingkong as his lieutenant."

   Zhao Huaizhong said: "You go down."

  Yao Ji got up, feeling disappointed.

   He brought Kuzhou Sect, one of the three nine sects, to join Ye Yufu, hoping to get the position of the nine generals of Zhonglang.

   Not only did he not get his wish, he didn't even get the position of the Sixteenth Servant. He only became a lieutenant under Mu Qingkong, one of the nine generals in the middle, and the gap was more than four or five levels from the expected.

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

"Mu Qingkong, Yao Ji was able to kill Pope Kuzhou, and then successfully took over most of Kuzhou Sect's power, which shows his spiritual ability. You have to remember that no matter what time, you can't entrust his life and death." Zhao Huaizhong pointed out. .

   "I wrote it down." Mu Qingkong replied.

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

   In addition, pay close attention to the movements of the Huns. "

   All generals should.

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

   These three things are evil sacrificial instruments, and the breath is cold and palpitating.

   The two newly acquired underworlders and the one he gave to the ghost have the same shape, like an ancient stone temple in miniature, but they are full of holes and somewhat like a honeycomb.

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

   Zhao Huaizhong looked at it for a moment and said to Xin Wu, "Bring Zhao Yan and the three over here."

   Not long after, Zhao Yan, Xiang Yi, and Yao Qian were brought in.

   After more than a day of captivity, Zhao Yan's bun was scattered and his face was pale.

   When he saw Zhao Huaizhong sitting in the hall, he immediately said, "Are you trying to humiliate me in order to avenge the grudges you had when you were in Handan?"

  Zhao Huaizhong took out a roll of bamboo slips glowing with yellow-brown light: "This was found from you, Wang Jian said that it was a magic weapon given to you by your father, Lord Pingyuan.

   Bamboo slips are engraved with ancient law formations, which can move the space and avoid disasters. "

   Zhao Yan's breathing was a little heavy.

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

   But he was arrogant and arranged properly, so he wouldn't be noticed so quickly, he didn't obey the instructions of Lord Pingyuan, and he didn't rush to leave after the sacrifice.

   When Wang Jian appeared, it was too late for him to leave, and he regretted it.

   "Whose idea is it to sacrifice an entire city of Koreans?" Zhao Huaizhong asked.

   "What about me?" Zhao Yan said calmly.

   "Pingyuan-kun instructed you?"

   "No, I want to break your Qin's national fortune myself." Zhao Yan stiffened his back.

   "The luck of a country is accumulated over time, and all the people are gathered together, just relying on these few things, you want to ruin the luck of the Qin Dynasty?"

   Zhao Huaizhong laughed and said: "An ant also thinks that he can shake a big tree.

  To ruin a country's luck, there must be a premise that the ruler will be ignorant, the people will not be able to live, and disasters will be everywhere.

   And 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 only external forces. "

   Zhao Yan and Xiang Yi were stunned.

   "It's all recorded in the ancient books of our sects... Acting in accordance with its laws can ruin a country's luck. There are already examples of this." Xiang Yi murmured.

   "The example you mentioned refers to the Yin and Shang Dynasty? The Shang king had no way, so he was taken advantage of by some demons and evil people." Zhao Huaizhong said disdainfully.

   Zhao Yan and Xiang Yi were left speechless.

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

   Zhao Huaizhong's inquiry contained the power of a saint and could not be refused.

  Yao Qian replied almost subconsciously: "Since ancient times, there have been Yin Cao from the four directions, three of them have fallen into your hands, and one is in the hands of the Heaven-Mending Dao.

   But in recent years, the way of repairing the sky has been avoided, and the Yin Cao has also disappeared. "

   Xiang Yi continued: "Among the three sects and nine sects, there are five sects originally descended from the same vein, except for the Tao of Seven Emotions, the Tao of Heaven, the sect of yin women, and the one that has always been mysterious and troubled.

   The Heaven-Mending Sect is the head of the five sects, and the integration of the five sects is the Tao of Heaven that originated in ancient times. "

   Zhao Huaizhong said: "You and the other three sacrificed Han people to plot against Qin, and their crimes should be punished."

   Zhao Yan sneered: "You want to kill me, do you know what my father did to you?

  You kill me, and you will die soon. Under the arrangement of my father, I have long borrowed your luck, you and I are one with two sides..."

   Zhao Huai tilted his head and glanced at Zhao Yan in a calm manner.

   Zhao Yan firmly said: "If I die, your luck will also decline, and your life will not be long."

   "Then try with your life, drag them out and behead them." Zhao Huaizhong said unmoved.

  Pingyuan-kun's calculations on his predecessor were destroyed early because of his crossing. With his current level of sainthood, he has a very accurate judgment of his own bad luck.

  The soldiers of the Ye Yufu stepped forward and dragged a few people out.

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

  No one is completely not afraid of death, especially those who grew up in golden clothes and jade food.

   After half a quarter of an hour, the three had become the souls of the executioners.

  ——

  The capital of the Wei people, Daliang.

  In the palace, King Anri sat on the throne.

   He was dressed in a red and black royal robe, with a jade belt tied around his waist and the width of his palm. His stature is slightly shorter than ordinary people, his face is old, his hair is half-white, his back is a little hunched, but his nose is high and his eyes are gloomy and dignified.

   On the low seats lined up not far from him, several Wei Chen in official robes sat in turn.

  The atmosphere in the hall is solemn.

   "Qin Chu has not yet reached the age of the crown. Relying on the strength of the saint, he dared to come and bully me, the Great Wei. The youngest son is ignorant and should be killed."

   King Anli's voice was low and slow, and he coughed lightly, and there was blood oozing out of his mouth.

The servant beside him hurriedly took out a bright red elixir and gave it to King Wei to take, but he threw the elixir on the ground: "The blood elixir made by the alchemists in the palace has a strong **** smell, which few people hear. vomit."

   The inner servant was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the ground.

   King Anli's health has always been bad. After his younger brother Wei Wuji, the king of Xinling of the Seven Kingdoms, died a few years ago, his health deteriorated even more.

  The death of Lord Xinling due to depression was directly related to the fact that King Anli was caught in the Qin people's countermeasures, he was suspicious of him, and secretly persecuted him.

   At this moment, King Anli was a little regretful, and said with emotion: "Wu Ji's younger brother Wuji also has the appearance of a saint. If he doesn't die, Qin Chuan dares to deceive me, Wei, and the widow vows not to break up with him."

   King Anli's already cloudy eyes flashed a ruthless look:

   "Qin Chu is just relying on the fortunes of the Qin people to gain momentum. He is arrogant and arrogant when he is young, and dares to bully the widow. I want to kill him and then hurry up. The ministers can have a plan."

   "I think that I can discuss with the Qi people about the cooperation and verticality?"

  Some ministers advised: "The Qin people have spent a lot of money on water conservancy repairs. At this time, they have exhausted their strength in attacking Wei. If other countries attack Qin at this moment, they will definitely let Qin retreat from my Wei."

   Another minister said: "It is better to join forces with Zhao than to join forces with Qi.

   Zhao people are more cunning and indifferent than Qi people, they have no personal pain, and they are much more reliable. "

   King Anli categorically refused: "The Zhao people will be invaded by the Huns this summer. After the Xiongnu annexed the Guifang and other ministries, their strength has greatly increased, and they will be plundered like the wind, and they will not be easy to fight against.

   If he were to join forces with Zhao, he would have to borrow his food, grass, troops and horses to finance his battles. Wei, who was a few men, would suffer losses and would never be able to join forces with Zhao. "

  The ministers were silent.

   After the night fell, the stars twinkled.

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

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