The six kings are gone, the four seas are one, the nine squads are gathered, and the eight wildernesses are settled.

In the spring of the 38th year of the Qin Dynasty, Xianyang was the capital of the Qin Dynasty.

In the cold and glorious hall, there was only an old man over fifty years old, sitting in the most prominent position of the hall, with a weathered face, two deep-sleeping eyes, a little blurry, and there were some crazy traces deep inside. However, he looked very vivid, his hair was very neat, and he was wearing a black dragon robe.

He is the god of the Qin Dynasty. Now, his life is about to come to an end. A year ago, Ying Huo guarded his heart, the meteorite fell to the ground, and the prophecy of the death of the Zulong had already appeared.

The old man sighed. The current situation was not good. He was proud but not arrogant. He pacified the world, built the Great Wall, and avoided the trouble of the Huns. He had countless feats. He considered himself the emperor of the ages.

As for the price paid to build the Great Wall? There must be a reward, there must be sacrifices. Who can understand his helplessness? After pondering for a long time, the old man sneered and showed disdain. He needs others to understand? No! No! He is a god! The god of the Qin Dynasty. One day he will be worry-free!

The old man snorted coldly. If he hadn't been getting older, he would have to build the Great Wall? I just regret that these years are ruthless!

Well, in fact, you have to practice. You can attack and retreat. Isn’t this what his original intention is?

"Ahem......"

The cough echoed throughout the hall, causing the imperial guards guards guarding outside the hall to frown without any trace, and a moment of unbearance flashed across their firm faces.

It is because this year, the person in the world has become worse and worse. Perhaps, for other countries, this person is a demon, but for the Qin Dynasty, he is the god of Qin and the only god.

A hint of sorrow, a few touches of sadness, sunset, dusk and dawn.

Ying Zheng walked out of the hall slowly and met the soldiers' gaze. The soldiers at the hall gate were excited and looked at the old man with fanaticism. Ying Zheng looked at the soldier with a little childish face, as if he had recalled his youth.

He ascended the throne at the age of thirteen, and at the age of 22, the car broke into Lao Ai and destroyed his nine clans! In the same year, Lu Buwei committed suicide by drinking poison and finally gained great power!

Only three years will the world be unified!

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng smiled and said to the guard with a flushed face: "Boy, you should make achievements in your life! You will be famous throughout the ages!"

The guard half-kneeled on the ground, his eyes even more fanatical, and he shouted: "Yes! Your Majesty!"

Ying Zheng laughed happily, this is the future of the Qin Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I don't know who put a Zhazi on the Imperial Pavilion."

The panting eunuch general manager held a wooden box and bent over and said in a harsh voice.

The Imperial Pavilion has nine floors, and there are countless martial arts and martial arts in the world. The strong man who guards the Imperial Pavilion is an innate powerhouse and one of the few innate powerhouses in the Qin Dynasty.

The ninth grade of acquired nature, one grade and one level of heaven, there are very few innate powers, and the entire Daqin has only five innate people.

Since someone could put Zazi in the Imperial Pavilion without hiding it, can it be believed that that person could also assassinate him from the innate nature of Daqin?

A trace of mystery flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes and a cold face appeared.

"Open and take a look."

"yes."

The eunuch's face was round and big. When he smiled, his eyes narrowed into a line. The flesh on his face was piled up like a "oil ball", and the whole thing looked like a kind-eyed "Maitreya Buddha".

The flesh on the face grew, so it "slides" down the neck, and the neck became thick and short. The flesh on the neck was covered layer by layer, like stacks of waves.

Although he was fat, he was not slow. In just ten seconds, the sealed dark red zodiac was opened.

There is only a parchment roll and a crystal clear jade bottle inside the Zhazi.

"Open."

"yes."

The fat man always wiped the sweat from his forehead with his loose cuffs. After all, he was still a little tired from running here from the Emperor Pavilion. If Zhao Gao was there, he would definitely not have made him so embarrassed.

When the parchment roll was opened, it was a map, but Ying Zheng's careless eyes fell on the map, but there were few treasures in this world that made Ying Zheng so cautious.

The fat manager holding the map was also shocked. He seemed to hear the sound of his heart beating. His forehead was sweating profusely, but this time it was cold sweat.

He couldn't see anything else, but the huge Qin Dynasty word was only a little smaller on the map, which was particularly eye-catching, as if he was mocking Ying Zheng's so-called unification of the world...

The fat manager looked at the Emperor Qianyu who was in deep thought at this moment. He felt a flame burning in his throat, and he had to swallow his saliva to moisturize his dry throat. This is going to happen! What a fool does...

Ying Zheng remained calm, but his tone was extremely solemn: "Ren Fei, I will leave this matter to you. Tomorrow, I will know the result."

"Yes, your Majesty."

The fat manager's face turned right, his eyes returned to his former coldness. He handed the little jade bottle to the eunuch behind him. In a blink of an eye, his fat body disappeared in front of everyone.

Expert!

Zhao Gao is in charge of Tianluo, Ren Fei manages the Diwang. Both of them are at the peak of the ninth grade! One grade and one level! You should know that in the past few years, many small countries had only one ninth grade strongman. As for now, there are no small countries, and some are the only one Qin Empire!

"Put the jade bottle away, I want it tomorrow."

After Ying Zheng said that, he turned back to the hall to handle government affairs. There are still too many loopholes in the current empire.

Although the Qin Dynasty has five innate and the ninth rank is more like the multi-common stars, he has a premonition that if this matter is true, then things will be even more interesting.

"Hahaha......"

In Ying Zheng's eyes, he was just a little eunuch, but if others really regarded him as a little eunuch, I'm afraid he wouldn't know how he died.

Eighth grade!

Yes, how can those who can follow Ren Fei be useless?

The little eunuch bit his lip, glanced at the jade bottle in his hand, and put it tightly in his arms. The firmness in his eyes made people understand that if someone dared to make the jade bottle, he would fight against others without hesitation.

......

Before the next day, when Ying Zheng had just finished dinner, he saw some dull Ren Fei in the second hall.

"Your Majesty, I have a result."

Ren Fei's obese face was squeezed into a ball, which made Ying Zheng inadvertently imagine how fat he could be.

Ying Zheng still has a good impression of Ren Fei. Unlike Zhao Gao, Ren Fei should be smart when he should be smart, and he should be confused. Otherwise, the person who traveled this time would be Ren Fei, not Zhao Gao.

Ying Zheng's voice was extremely faint, with a cold breath: "Say."

"Your Majesty, it's true."

While speaking, Ren Fei carefully took out the parchment from his arms and presented it with his hands.

Ying Zheng finally saw the contents of the puffer clearly, his pupils shrank slightly inadvertently, and a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes.

The map is very simple, only the two characters Daqin are in the middle of the map. People who draw the map are afraid that they don’t understand or what, but they rendered the territory of Daqin a bit dark. The two characters Daqin are not only beautiful but also particularly large.

In a trance, there was a neat and free and easy engraved between the lines, which had a unique flavor, one hook and one stroke, which was elegant and powerful.

Ying Zheng had a gloomy face and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Is he so stupid? He can't even see a map?
Chapter completed!