Han Xin relaxed his hand, and the copper ball actually generated a powerful magnetic gravity, pushing the small ball and flew towards the sky at a rapid speed. With the high-speed shuttle, the ball emitted a strange red halo, like a red streamer flying straight to the sky.

In just a short moment, the copper ball flew into the endless sky. Until all speeds were cut off by gravity, the copper ball of the mechanism suddenly exploded at the highest point where it flew to, and countless bright red lights flew out, like a charming huge red lotus blooming in the blue sky.

With this shocking scene, the more shocking burst sound was like a phoenix sound that resounded through the sky and penetrated the air for hundreds of miles, reaching the ears of Xiang Yu who was sitting in the barracks. Time was tight, and Mo Zi could not make it temporarily, and the signal flares he gave had no special information prompts. The most special thing was the shock, which was so shocking that even the sky would tremble a little. With this shock alone, the border town twenty miles away would immediately send people to investigate, and so shocked that Xiang Yu would come in person. With the deep despair in his eyes, Bai Qi knew that everything was over and everything today had to stop. He was almost certain that Xiang Yu would definitely come in person with the extremely shocking signal flare just now, and it was very likely that even Liu Bang would come.

Because the location of this signal flare is from the border city to the pass between the country. Since ancient times, military strategists have focused on the pass, and they will definitely come in person. A sense of frustration that penetrates deep into the bone marrow spreads in Bai Qi's heart, and he must give up. Otherwise, when Xiang Yu and Liu Bang arrive, coupled with the unknown strong man who controls Han Xin's body, he will never be able to fight against them, and may even leave his life here. But Bai Qi is not, he is not afraid of death! For the sake of Ying Zheng's great imperial map, he will soon come with the difficult period. He must keep his life and help Ying Zheng overcome this most difficult level!

Finally, he looked at the "Han Xin" standing at the end of the interlude with a deep look. Bai Qi turned around and straddled the ghost leopard, allowing it to leave the scene with him at the speed of thunder and lightning. In a blink of an eye, a man and a beast had left far away. In the dark shadows, the white of the god of death dissipated like smoke in the strong wind, and the demonic bat wings turned back into a dark blue cloak, but all this was gone.

Seeing Bai Qi leave from the corner of his eyes, Han Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief - those three minutes had actually arrived, and it was when he stopped Bai Qi's last blow. As time came, the unknown person disappeared, and Han Xin naturally controlled his body.

The last journey was actually Han Xin ran over by himself. He didn't dare to make extra moves, fearing that Bai Qi would destroy the chance of reversal after seeing the flaws. Fortunately, in the last time, Bai Qi was immersed in deep shock and did not notice the change in Han Xin's aura. Finally, everything was over, and the people in the border town would soon arrive, and his mission could finally be completed. Han Xin breathed a sigh of relief and fell heavily to the ground with deep frustration.

Not long after, the vanguard troops led by Xiang Yu rushed to the bottom of Yingshan Gorge... On a yellow sand land dozens of meters away from Yingshan Gorge, a man wrapped in a linen cloak woke up from meditation, coughed a few times, and then he got up from the ground, stepped on the long yellow sand, and continued his original journey, pointing to the Lingcheng in a distance.

A strong wind blew as soon as possible, rolling up a ground of yellow sand. The wind and sand suddenly rose, flooding the man's figure and drowning the man's words. "The wind rises on the earth, and the clouds come from Qin Chu... The wind has already blown. Do you still have to sit down?

The silence of the night enveloped Xianyang Palace, and the huge palace city was silent. The giant beast that had guarded the ancient Qin and Chu for thousands of years seemed to be covered with a layer of quiet and peaceful darkness, and was sleeping peacefully and asleep.

The man left the claustrophobic room and walked alone in the long darkness. He could not see anything, and perhaps he didn't have to see anything, because he only believed in his heart, so he was not afraid of darkness, nor was he afraid of being alone in the darkness. Although he didn't know what the end of "darkness" was. But the darkness in front of him quickly came to his head, and pushed open the pavilion door with his hand. The man walked out of the Mi Huang Palace, which was in Zhao Palace. However, when he walked out of the door, he stepped into another darkness outside the door. Yes, there was also darkness outside the Mi Huang Palace, but the darkness mixed with the weak cold light of the moon seemed a little more hazy, and it felt less dark and deep.

In fact, Xianyang Palace is not like a real royal palace city. Since ancient times, it has been said that "the imperial city never sleeps, and the lights are several skyscrapers". The real palace should be filled with lights, night but not dark, and attending Putrajaya, quiet but not quiet. However, there is no light in the Xianyang Palace in front of me. There is no light except the guards outside the palace. The huge palace city is sleeping in the darkness and silence of the moonlit night, like a dead palace. The man stepped on a corridor outside the Mi Palace. Because of the silence, the man's footsteps were extra loud. As the only sound of this huge palace city, he did not hesitate to echo in the long corridor.

Suddenly, the man raised his arm, and a circle of dark golden light appeared, instantly cutting through the darkness around him. The golden light wandered on the man's arm until he suddenly made a clear sound in the man's hand to extend into a dark golden light sword. The man threw his hand lightly, and the sword came out of his hand, and with a whoosh, it drew across the left edge of the corridor, lit up the eighty-one candlelights on the left side of the corridor with dark golden light. In the same way, the man also drew a sword with his right hand and lit up all the candlelights on the right edge. In an instant, the entire corridor was brightly lit.

The lights of the Lianhui dispelled the darkness of the entire corridor and illuminated the man's cold face - Ying Zheng! That's right, the man is Ying Zheng! As the monarch of the country for the rest of his life, he inevitably seemed a little desolate when he was alone in this dead and silent palace city. But Ying Zheng did not feel desolate. In fact, all this in Xianyang Palace was decided by him.

He ignored the royal rules of Qin and Chu for thousands of years and abolished most of the concubines and servants of Xianyang Palace, because in his eyes, most people in the world were like ants. Those women with beautiful skins were not worthy of him, let alone those servants, no one could catch his eyes. Ying Zheng did not like to contact those ants in his heart, leaving only the necessary people to manage the palace, and he himself did not allow any servants to accompany him. Without the servants to look at the palace, Xianyang Palace was naturally like the death palace, and there was no lamp in the palace late at night, and there was a dark silence.

But Ying Zheng didn't care about these things. He didn't care about the desolate scenes of Xianyang Palace, the dead and darkness in the middle of the night, and even no one around him. Ying Zheng didn't care about loneliness, he firmly believed that he would accept that the heights were cold. He was born to reach the true peak, and he was born to become the king of the world! So he was not afraid of loneliness, and in fact he didn't feel lonely, because there was always loneliness with him.

The lights illuminated the corridor, and Ying Zheng continued to move forward alone. At this moment, the huge palace city was still silent in the darkness of the moonlit night, and only this corridor was illuminated by the lights. Walking on this light corridor isolated in the darkness, this is actually more in line with Ying Zheng's mood - he was clearly walking alone in the vast darkness, but he firmly believed that the road under his feet was abyss and light.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!