It is easy for you to think about it, and accompany you to die.

Zhao Cheng was completely devoted to Ziying.

Ziying reached out to pull Zhao Cheng up, and it seemed that there had never been any suspicion a few days ago.

Caiwei frowned and wanted to use Ziying's hand to kill Zhao Cheng, but now it seems that it won't work. Just now, my favor for Ziying became empty.

"My dear, please settle down first. It's not too late to go tomorrow." Ziying said with relief. He knew that Liu Bang would not enter the pass so early.

"Then I will retreat, and the king will rest sooner." Zhao Cheng bowed again and took the palace servants away.

Ziying was satisfied and took advantage of her tidiness, "I have returned to the palace, I hope you are still used to living in the harem."

Caiwei looked at Ziying's back as she gradually disappeared, her originally cute face gradually became cold, "Lu Buwei seemed to have used this strategy back then, and it was really the same."

The eunuch beside him looked at Caiwei in surprise, and a white light flashed by, and the eunuch fell in a pool of blood.

A young man's voice came from the roof, "I've told you a long time ago that Ziying is a descendant of Lu Buwei, and Ling Fen is not worthy of being the orthodox Mohist family."

"I said Ziying can, don't let my master go with me." Caiwei said unhappy, "After so many years, can't you prove that you are orthodox?"

"If Lingfen dies, isn't my Mo orthodox?" the young man smiled, "Your qualifications are not bad, Lingfen just refuses to teach you martial arts. Otherwise, you should just take me as your teacher. After all, we are the same people."

"Okay." Caiwei hugged her shoulders, "You go to Shiguan tomorrow and help me kill Zhao Cheng first. Maybe I will think about it."

"Trade." A black shadow flashed across the night sky, and the sound disappeared.

"Everyone who is unfavorable to my master will die. You can wait to go to Shiguan tomorrow to die." Caiwei closed the door with a cold face, as if nothing had happened.

Ziying drove the carriage back to the bedroom, and the five horses suddenly stopped the horse's hooves.

"Why don't you leave?" Ziying twitched the horse's butt, but the horse was still motionless, and was breathing heavily in his nose, as if he had encountered something terrible.

A chill passed by Ziying's back, his scalp became numb, and he slowly twisted his neck. The guards around him were concentrating on standing guard and did not notice anything abnormal, and mistakenly thought Ziying stopped to rest temporarily.

"Guru." Ziying's Adam's apple moved slightly, swallowing her saliva as if she had used all her strength.

"Your Majesty!" Han Tan ran from the front with his guard soldiers.

The pressure around Ziying suddenly felt empty and she lay straight in the carriage.

"Han...Han Aiqing, why are you here?" Ziying asked weakly.

"Why did the king sweat so much?" Han Tan looked anxious and used his sleeves to wipe Ziying's sweat. "I heard that the king accompanied Zhao Cheng to the harem, and I was afraid that he would not be able to do the king to bring troops here."

"Zhao Cheng won't hurt me." Ziying smiled forcefully, and asked, "Did Han Aiqing notice anything abnormal around him when he came?"

"Exception? This is the Qin Palace, unlikely..."

Han didn't finish his conversation, but thought that Caiwei also walked into Ziying's bedroom that day, and something big happened.

"Protect your car!" Han Tan shouted.

The guards hurriedly protected Ziying's carriage, and the long spears were facing outwards.

"With a minister here, no one dares to move the king." Han Tan looked around alertly.

"Han Aiqing, isn't it useless for me to do this?" Ziying smiled bitterly. The person who was about to fight against Liu Xiang was actually scared by the enemy he didn't know was covered in sweat. Could it be that he could only have momentum in front of the old man in Chu?

Han Tan didn't know how to answer.

"My dear, please dodge." Ziying struggled to get out of the carriage, snatched the long spear of the guards on the side, and walked to the open space in front of him. "I am the king of the Great Qin. If you want to assassinate the little girl, even if you come out, I promise that they will not take action."

There was no sound around, and the guards held the long spear tightly, not daring to relax at all.

"Why don't you dare to come out? Then I stay away from them, so you won't be afraid." Ziying walked further and further away from the carriage, and Han Tan wanted to step forward and look at Ziying glared.

"What about this? You're going to come out, right? Could it be that I have to take off all my clothes?" Ziying loosened her hands and the long halberd fell to the ground.

Following the sound of landing, the sound of the air slashing in front of Ziying.

"Be careful, Master!" Han Tan shouted.

Ziying sideways to avoid the attacking thing, and a ball of dark blue flame suddenly ignited on the black cloth, making it a word "death".

Han Tan took the guards forward to check, letting the flames sway, and the black cloth on the ground was intact.

"Is this...ghost fire?" Han Tan was shocked, and the Weiwei soldiers were in a mess. This strange thing scared them the most.

Ziying smiled disdainfully, and just wanted to deceive the ancients, and he dared to show off in front of him.

"Ghost Fire is just a trick in front of me who was ordered by heaven, so I'm ready!"

Ziying reached out to touch the black cloth, and her right hand was instantly surrounded by flames.

Han Tan was about to put out the fire, but saw Ziying being unscathed and twisting her wrist at will.

"The king is really a celestial being, and he is not afraid of this monster." Han Tan exclaimed.

"The monster? It can't be called a monster. Don't show off your skills in front of the Mo family disciples." Ziying laughed in front of him.

This is obviously wrapped in a black cloth with white phosphorus. When the black cloth spreads, the white phosphorus ignition point will be extremely low and it will spontaneously ignite immediately.

It is not difficult at all to apply the word "dea" with white phosphorus in advance.

There were only two types of people who could understand this kind of thing in ancient times, such as the martial arts warlock and the Mohist school.

The warlocks of the martial arts world have been killed by the First Emperor, and those people will not be so brave.

Only the Mo family has this ability and courage. Hei Bu seems to be hinting at Ziying's identity.

"It was done by people from the Mo family, so don't panic," Ziying said.

"Mo family, Mr. Ling Fen?" Han Tan was puzzled, "Why did he do this?"

"It's not my master." Ziying shook his head, "Han Aiqing has heard of the 'Confucianism in Han Feizi' in "Han Feizi" that is divided into eight, and Mo is divided into three'?"

Han Tan shook his head.

"After Mo Zi's death, the Mo family was divided into three factions, Chu Mo, Qi Mo, and Qin Mo. They had different ideas and were naturally hostile to each other. Later, the three Mos were unified, and Mr. Lingfen was a giant, but some people insisted on Ji Mo and did not recognize Mr. Lingfen." Ziying explained slowly, "I worshiped Mr. Lingfen as my teacher, and the people of Yuan Sanmo were naturally hostile to the Qin Dynasty. This happened to happen that after I collected the Chu people's money, Han Aiqing should know which Mo it was."
Chapter completed!