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Chapter 941 Snare, heaven asks!

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    Although Zhao Gao lowered his head, there was a strong light in his eyes, and his eyes alternated, complicated, hesitant, and decisive.

    Li Si hadn't made a decision yet, but Zhao Gao made a decision first, he was far more decisive than Li Si.

    Zhao Gao stood up abruptly, crushing a token in his hand.

    He has a soft face, but his high-pitched voice is extremely firm at the moment.

    "The trap belongs to, give the miscellaneous family all their strength to wipe out the rebels, and help the king to fight cholera!"

    With an order, Changhong penetrated, and with the whistling sound, six figures entered the ground and directly killed Lu Buwei.

    It turned out to be¡ªSlave of the Six Swords.

    "I underestimate this Zhao Gao."

    Bu Feifan let out a light snort at this moment. To be honest, Zhao Gao's decisiveness exceeded his expectations. He had always been hiding something about Zhao Gao, an eunuch, and it didn't seem so simple on the surface.

    His net power is a strength that has never been exposed, but at this moment, he directly spared it at the risk of being worried about by Ying Zheng, which is really surprising.

    Even Ying Zheng's eyes were fixed.

    "Zhao Gao, you are courting death!"

    Lu Buwei was so angry that he didn't expect to face a desperate situation, and even a dog-like thing that he usually didn't see in his eyes came to make trouble.

    However, Zhao Gao not only activated the Six Swordsmen, but even killed Lu Buwei himself.

    Lu Buwei erupted immediately, and his power was unparalleled. With only a ray of momentum, the Six Swordsmen could not advance an inch.

    But his power could not stop Zhao Gao, Zhao Gao reached out with one hand, his sharp nails were like sharp claws, with one claw, ten thousand claws burst out with force, even Lu Buwei was a little surprised.

    "The icing on the cake, how can it compare to the icing on the cake, with Lord Wu'an around, even if there are three thousand guests, it must be unbreakable. In this case, Lu Buwei, you can't blame the miscellaneous family."

    For a while, Zhao Gao had different thoughts in his mind, but his actions were extremely vicious.

    Ying Zheng looked down on the situation of the battle, even if Lu Buwei made a move, he did not stop it.

    The unexpected cholera this time let Ying Zheng know that there was such an undercurrent surging around him, and there were so many forces entangled.

    He wanted to see how many accidents he didn't know hadn't happened yet.

    Although Zhao Gao has been forbearing and the city is extremely deep, he is not Lu Buwei's opponent after all. Lu Buwei is the number one in the miscellaneous family, and his cultivation at the peak of the sub-sage is not a joke.

    Soon Zhao Gao was defeated, and when he was about to lose, Ying Zheng made a move.

    Pressing with one palm, the four poles rotated, and Lu Buwei was forced to retreat.

    However, Yingzheng remained motionless like a mountain. When the strong wind blew, his royal robes fluttered, and then the hem of his clothes fell gently.

    "You have already lost."

    Ying Zheng's face was expressionless, and the king's aura was indescribable.

    "Losing? It's impossible for me to lose!!"

    Lu Buwei looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his wide sleeves were bulging, and his momentum was earth-shattering.

    "Meaningless persistence."

    Ying Zheng's expression was very flat, "You have lived long enough in front of the widow, you should be glad, since you don't accept your fate, then the widow will let you see your own fate."

    Press out with one finger, breaking Lu Buwei's shocking momentum.

    The astonishing and majestic force focused heavily on Lu Buwei's chest. Lu Buwei vomited blood in a muffled voice, and his body began to fly upside down uncontrollably, smashing heavily on the copper pillars of the hall.

    "Have you seen the facts clearly now?"

    Ying Zheng's footsteps caught Lu Buwei's eyes.

    Lu Buwei shook his head, his head was extremely groggy, his eyes were bloodshot, and it took him a long time to regain his senses.

    Ying Zheng's point was too scary. If he had "Lu Shi Chun Qiu", he wouldn't be afraid. Almost half of his cultivation was on "Lu Shi Chun Qiu". He was still very confident without "Lu Shi Chun Qiu", but  This confidence was shattered by the blow.

    Lu Buwei's hair was disheveled, and his expression was a bit ferocious.

    Ying Zheng suddenly stretched out his right hand, and when he stretched out his right hand, there was a sound of "Hawk" on the throne of the hall, and a sharp sword rushed out of the scabbard, and a cold light flashed in the air, and was captured by Ying Zheng.  hold in hand.

    The first of the ten famous swords - Tianwen.

    This is a sword of kingship, the sword of the Son of Heaven.

    Just as Ying Zheng swung his sword and stood up, a mournful cry came, and then a figure staggered to the center of Ying Zheng and Lu Buwei.

    It was a graceful and luxurious woman who stood in front of Ying Zheng with open arms. Although she was no longer young, her skin was still delicate and well maintained.

    theIt can be seen that when she was young, she should be a peerless beauty who crowned the world. Even though she is now half-old, with some crow's feet in the corners of her eyes, she is still unabated and charming.

    But at this moment, the woman's face was full of tears, and the pear blossoms were crying with rain.

    "Zheng'er, can you let him go for mother's sake!"

    The woman cried desperately.

    "Step aside!"

    Ying Zheng was very indifferent and didn't even look at the woman in front of him.

    At the same time, Lu Buwei's expression was completely different. He looked at the woman in front of him, the madness in his eyes gradually disappeared, revealing a trace of warmth that he had never had before.

    He gently spit out a name: "Zhao Ji."

    And this woman was still screaming at Ying Zheng.

    "Zheng'er, can you let him go, and promise you for my mother that he will never appear in front of you again, okay, you promise to be my mother!"

    She tightly grasped the hem of Ying Zheng's clothes, and her attitude was so humble that it was hard to get a new idea. She actually knelt in front of Ying Zheng, her whole body almost lying at Ying Zheng's feet.

    "Promise to be my mother, please, I will kneel down for you"

    The woman's actions caused Ying Zheng's eyes to fluctuate, and his hand holding the sword trembled undetectably, but then the chill in Lu Buwei's eyes became more intense.

    This woman is his queen mother, but because of Lu Buwei, the traitor, she knelt down and begged him so humblely. The scene in front of her, in the palace with the highest power in Qin State, made Ying Zheng feel even more humiliated.

    His own mother, Zhao Ji, was young and widowed, unwilling to be lonely, and had an old relationship with Lu Buwei, and the two often communicated secretly.

    ?This matter may seem unreal to the two people in front of them, but there are many eyeliners in the huge palace, and there is no impenetrable wall in the world.

    Although no one dared to discuss it in front of Yingzheng, it doesn't mean that Yingzheng didn't know about it, and even how many officials were talking in private, laughing at himself as the King of Qin behind his back. Yingzheng didn't know, but whenever he saw Zhao Ji,  Ying Zheng had a thorn in his heart, so he was reluctant to see this woman a lot of the time. For this reason, this woman often complained in front of Lu Buwei.  filial piety.

    No one can understand his feeling of winning the government!

    Lu Buwei often enters and leaves the palace at will, and his power is above Yingzheng. When the two of them are having fun in the deep courtyard of the harem, we can see how he feels about Yingzheng!

    It was silent forbearance, even if the sharp nails pierced the palm of the hand, the blood dripping still seemed unaware.

    Today Lu Buwei is not dead, this thorn will not be removed, Yingzheng is not fair, and his hatred is hard to get rid of!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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