Da Qin: Fusion with Sikong Zhen, Lei Gong helps me

An ordinary restaurant, lively and fragrant.

In a secret room below the restaurant, a secret letter fell down the slide.

The black-robed man sitting in the secret room opened the letter in his hand, his whole body froze, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It reads: "Jing Ke Xing assassinated the King of Qin......"

After a long time, the black-robed man finally recovered, his face was solemn, but the fingers holding the envelope were already slightly white.

Bang, bang, bang......

There was a knock on the door outside the back room, and several figures walked in.

"One of the strongest swordsmen in the world, Jing Ke of the Great Grandmaster Realm, assassinated King Yingzheng of Qin, and finally made a move to die

!" "From today onwards, all the children of my sect will mourn for three days!"

After the black-robed man finished explaining, the figures left.

Soon, all the guests in the restaurant above became silent, and the excitement and joy just now seemed to have never appeared.

Some people even beat their chests and feet, wept bitterly, and scolded: "Heaven is unfair, and Great Qin will be destroyed!"

A similar scene continues to occur between countries.

At this time, in a courtyard, in the bamboo forest, several figures were singing and dancing, there was a murmuring stream, and the liquor was in their throats!

Just as they were playing the piano and singing, a man in a Confucian shirt stumbled into the bamboo forest, and a piece of paper in his hand was already wet with sweat.

"Mr. Zhang Liang, Mr. Zhang Liang!" The

disciple saw that Zhang Liang was in high spirits, and was about to raise his glass to drink, and hurriedly shouted.

Zhang Liang stopped, took the paper, and glanced at it.

"The ninth prince of Great Qin is in the sky, turning into a thunder god, the law is to heaven and earth, raising his hand to suppress Jing Ke, and the assassination failed!" Zhang

Liang's pupils contracted suddenly, his drunkenness suddenly vanished, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

There was an indescribable sadness in his heart, and his fist slammed on the table with a loud bang.

"The tyrant Qin will be destroyed, and the tyrant will die!" "Assassinating Yingzheng, what a tragic act, how can it always be unfair to go to heaven

! After learning that Jing Ke was going to die, Zhang Liang's eyes moistened slightly, and he poured the liquor he hadn't drunk just now directly into his mouth, and roared to the sky!

"How difficult it is to destroy the tyrant, how difficult it is to kill the tyrant!" In

the

depths of this mountain villa, in a secret room, Xunzi also received a letter.

Soon, even Xunzi's eyes became solemn, and he looked at the sky, a little uneasy.

Vaguely, he seemed to see a bloody storm.

With

a quick knock on the door, a group of Confucian scholars walked into the lobby of the villa.

In the current lobby, many Confucian children have gathered, including the three masters of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, as well as Old Master Xun.

Although there were many people, it was a piece of sadness.

Jing Ke risked his life and finally died generously.

Many Confucian disciples were all sad, and at the same time, they were secretly scolding in their hearts, is Yingzheng, a tyrant, really going to suppress justice?

Some people frowned thoughtfully: "Does this Yingchangkong really have the terrifying divine power to control the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation?"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding Confucian disciples looked sideways.

"The power of the thunder god is really terrifying, the dignified Jing Ke Grand Master has died in his hands!"

"Where did the mighty thunder sea come from, and why can the mortal body of Ying Changkong control the power of natural disasters!\" "

If Ying Changkong really turns into the human thunder god, our anti-Qin road will face a huge crisis. For

a while, many Confucian students in the lobby were worried.

"Nonsense! It's ridiculous!

" "Zi Yi's silent strange power is chaotic

!" "The so-called Nine Heavens Thunder and the Mighty Thunder Sea are just an extremely weird ancient martial arts at best

!" "Ying Changkong is a mortal body, do you really regard him as the thunder god of the world!" Zhang

Liang, who had been silent, was furious, and suddenly slapped the table and stood up.

Zhang Liangnai was one of the three masters of the Confucian Little Sage Village, and as soon as his words came out, all the Confucian scholars fell silent.

After a long time, a Confucian scholar nodded.

"Yes, Zi is silent, the power is strange, the power of the real thunder god is impossible to be coveted by mortals!"

"Yes, no matter how strong it is, it is a mortal body after all, and it is impossible to rule the power of heaven!"

The Confucian disciples echoed one after another, but Master Xun was solemn and did not say a word.

The so-called strange power is chaotic, Xunzi naturally doesn't want to believe it, but it's ......

Xunzi saw what was written on the note in front of him.

"The Nine Emperor Princes are in the sky, incarnated as the thunder god of the world, cast the law of heaven and earth, bathed in thunder tribulation, and raised his hand to suppress Jing Ke!"

"Is it really some rare ancient martial arts?" Xunzi

felt a little inexplicable palpitations, and always felt that there were already some things that were no longer under control.

......

At night, there is silence and starlight.

Xiaoyaozi is facing the rolling mountains, and a carrier pigeon descends from the sky.

Xiaoyaozi raised his hand slightly, let the carrier pigeon land, and opened the note.

It's still that incident, Jing Ke's assassination failed!

"Huh!"

The note instantly shattered and was blown away by the wind among the mountains.

Xiaoyaozi looked at the dark night sky, full of stars, shining brightly.

seems to be calculating, to see how to solve this major dispute that is about to break out.

And just as he was observing the stars, a woman in a Taoist robe flew over like the wind.

found that Xiaoyaozi was stargazing, so he didn't say a word and waited quietly.

A moment later, a fresh breeze blew, and Xiaoyaozi's figure shook with it.

"The world is in chaos, and the world will change!" The

woman in the Taoist robe looked dazed: "What's wrong, what's going on?"

Xiaoyaozi thought for a while and glanced at the starry sky where Daqin was.

"Over there, there is an emperor star rising, brilliant enough to shake the world!" This

time, the girl was even more puzzled: "Isn't the emperor star of the Qin State already existing?" "

No, I'm talking about another emperor star, and the two stars appear together!"

In the end, Xiaoyaozi's tone trembled a little!

"No, this is absolutely impossible?"

The Dao robed woman's face showed a look of shock, and two emperor stars appeared in the starry sky directly above Great Qin at

the same time, and the two emperors appeared in the same sky!

......

In a farmland, a burly farmer wiped the sweat from his forehead and went to rest under a large tree.

Soon, though, he was woken up.

There were already a lot of strong men dressed in peasant costumes gathered around.

"Quick, quick, chivalrous call!"

the farmer leaned against the tree and before he could sit down, he was dragged and ran straight to the heart of the farmhouse.

......

In the Mo family's organ city, in a dark pool, jagged gears rotated, and the water murmured.

A group of Mo disciples came to the edge of the pool, scooped up the water with their hands, and wet their faces.

"You say, Ying Changkong is really the god of thunder in the world, and he has mastered the power of heaven.

A Mo disciple asked curiously.

"It's hard to say, but being able to kill Jing Ke is so strong that it can't be described in words. "

Yes, the news that Jing Ke was assassinated, but was incarnated as a thunder god by Ying Changkong, and raised his hand to suppress it, has already reached the Mo family's organ city.

For a while, the defense of the Organ City became even more tight,

and it seemed to indicate that a storm was about to rise in the chaotic world.

......

Yandu, the palace of the monarch.

Yan Wang Xi sat on the throne, his face was very ugly.

And under him, there is another person, that is

, Prince Dan! Quietly accepting Yan Wangxi's reprimand, Prince Dan didn't say a word, but his heart was full of sadness.

Jing Ke was the best swordsman he could find, and according to his plan, the current King of Qin should have been killed.

But no one thought that why a Ying Changkong suddenly appeared, known as the thunder god of the world!

"You, what did you do?"

By now, when Yan Wangxi spoke, his voice was trembling, full of indignation.

"You, you, how dare you, how dare you!" "

What kind of person is King Yingzheng of Qin, can he resolve the general trend of the world with just an assassination!"

Prince Dan didn't say a word, and let his father scold.

After a while, Yan Wangxi calmed down his emotions a little.

"Now, the Great Qin Ancestral Dragon is furious, and the Yan Kingdom is in danger

!" "You are a rebel, don't you think you are outstanding, now let's talk about what to do!"

Yan Wangxi's tone was a little tired.

Prince Dan raised his head, thoughtful.

"There is a means in the Ghost Valley, the combination of vertical and horizontal

!" "Hezong is to help each other among various countries, make an oath, and never betray

!" "The Great Qin army is so fierce that our Yan Kingdom can't resist it at all, but if we can unite the two countries of Qi and Chu, maybe we still have the strength to fight!"

Hearing this, Yan Wangxi just let out a long breath, but his expression was not too relaxed.

Others said that he was a waste, but in front of the Great Qin cavalry, he really had no way at all.

It's not that he doesn't want to save Yan Guo, it's that he can't do anything about ......it

"Alas, so far, this is the only way to go, let's do it, just do what I just said......"

Yan Wangxi's voice was even more tired.

"Okay!"

Prince Dan nodded solemnly, answered, and retreated.

Whew -

as soon as the autumn wind blew, Prince Dan was shocked, and his heart was cold.

"Nine Emperor Princes, Ying Changkong!" Prince

Dan gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, his voice full of hatred.