Qin Dynasty snare people

The autumn wind is coming slowly, revealing a bit of the coldness of the approaching winter.

At this moment, Qi Shi, who was standing in a courtyard, also felt that his heart was cold, his eyes were full of deathly silence, like a walking corpse, it seemed that there would no longer be any light in his future life.

For ordinary people, the most important thing is always home. There are only a few people who can abandon their family and children for the sake of the country.

What's more, for Qi Shi, he had sacrificed everything for the Wei State, risking his own life and fighting, but in return for him, the Wei State had destroyed his family and his family.

In an instant, his wife and children were separated, and his biological father was killed...

Holding back his sorrow, he only wanted justice, but no one gave it to him, or even paid attention to him.

The tall and strong Dianqing stood beside Qi Shi, with a ferocious face full of concern and guilt. After a long time, he said in a low voice: Junior Brother Qi, follow me to see Lord Long Yang. Lord Long Yang has already served. He has been reinstated, and now he has the ability to make decisions for you.

Only Lord Long Yang.

As for the others, they are not qualified to determine the guilt of the Twelve Young Masters.

After all, it was just ordinary people who died. To these powerful people, they were indeed just ordinary people. For a few ordinary people, would King Wei order the execution of his own brother?

The master's death was related to him. Senior brother, do you want me to beg him?

Qi Shi's lifeless eyes flickered, with a touch of self-mockery, and he asked in a low voice.

In order to take revenge, he went to seek help from one of the murderers who killed his master. This was something that Qi Shi could not and would not do.

Jun Xinling once said that the master's death had nothing to do with Lord Longyang. I believe him.

Jianqing said in a deep voice.

Qi Shi shook his head and said slowly: Elder brother, it goes without saying. I want to be alone.

Jianqing opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked out of the house. After all, he was not a person who was good at words. If he was asked to kill someone, he would be good at it, but if he was asked to comfort someone, this was obviously not his strong point. However, Before leaving, he did not forget to give an explanation: Junior brother, I promised you that I will give you an explanation no matter what. If Lord Long Yang can't help you...

Dianqing said nothing, but there was an evil aura about him.

The meaning is self-evident.

Qi Shi looked at the ceremony and pondered for a moment. In the end, he didn't say anything and just stood there silently.

At the same time, there was a small red spider on the branch nearby, with strange black lines on its body. It was lying in the center of the spider web. After a moment, it seemed to have noticed something. It followed the branch with its butt in the sky and used A thin thread hung from the buttocks and landed firmly on a finger.

The dark red nails are extremely sharp, and the skin has no blood color like normal people, and is extremely pale.

Just follow the directions.

Zhao Gao appeared in the courtyard at some point, wearing a high hat, elegant and evil, staring at Qi Shi with a pair of dead fish eyes, and said calmly: Have you thought about it? Opportunities will not always be for you. You stay, and my time is also limited. If you want to take revenge, you only have this one chance.

Zhao Gao had his hands clasped behind his back, and there was an evil arc on the corner of his mouth, coupled with his dead fish eyes, it was indescribably weird.

What was even more terrifying was the Six Sword Slave standing behind him.

Six persons in one, like ghosts.

What do you want?

Qi Shi was silent for a moment, stared at Zhao Gao, and asked, he didn't want to drag down the ceremony, not to mention, he wanted to take revenge himself.

There are a lot of things we want, but you can't give them to us right now.

Zhao Gao's smile became a little thicker, he shook his head slightly and said softly.

Are you from Qin?!

Qi Shi said with great certainty, even though he had only met twice.

Zhao Gao nodded, then looked at Qi Shi and asked with a sharp voice and a hint of smile: Do you still care about this?

This question has another meaning.

That is: do you still have a choice?

Either he would drag down Dianqing and the others, or he would risk assassinating the Twelve Young Masters. He might not be able to assassinate him yet. Qi Shi's path itself was already cut off. How could ordinary people outplay the rich and powerful?

This is the cruel reality.

Wei Shugui is the twelfth son of Wei State. He has a hundred ways to escape from his crimes, but others have no way.

After all, these powerful people are the makers of the rules, and the power of interpretation is in their hands.

...

Qi Shi was silent for a long time.

Zhao Gao looked at Qi Shi, who acquiesced, and chuckled: Do things well, and you can get everything you want, including taking revenge with your own hands and killing the so-called twelfth son of Wei.

You don't have to worry about me betraying you.

Qi Shi frowned and asked.

You still have two sons, and those from the Armored Sect. If I want, I can make them disappear from this world at any time. This is not a threat, just a warning.

Zhao Gao looked at Qi Shi, who was instantly subdued by Soul Transformation and Soul Destruction, and said calmly, then turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

brush!

Zhuan Po and Mie Hun sheathed their swords, flicked the blood on the tip of the sword, glanced at Qi Shi whose neck was scratched, and followed the Six Sword Slave, following Zhao Gao out of the house.

As Zhao Gao and his entourage left, a flash of fear appeared in Qi Shi's eyes. He touched his pierced neck. His hard skills could not block the opponent's casual sword attack. It was simply shocking. The speed of the sword.

At this moment, Qi Shi had a certain understanding of the strength of Six Sword Slave and Zhao Gao.

He might be working with a bunch of demons this time.

But can he refuse?

Qi Shi smiled bitterly. It was not difficult to judge from the other party's words that the other party knew that his two sons, Mei Sanniang and others might continue to threaten him if he refused.

Looking for help from a celebration?

But can the ceremony stop Qin?

...

Qi Shi clenched his fists and was speechless for a long time.

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at the same time.

Luo Yan, who was bored, was privately discussing painting skills with Concubine Yan. The sketch he had not used for a long time resurfaced. Under Luo Yan's focused expression, every frown and smile of Concubine Yan was depicted. The shyness, nobility, and coquettishness between her eyebrows. , Charming, tender... it's mind-blowing.

Soon a scroll was completed. Luo Yan put down the charcoal and walked to Concubine Yan with the scroll. He put his arms around Concubine Yan's waist and asked seriously: How is it?

Husband~

Concubine Yan's beautiful eyes looked at Luo Yan angrily, unwilling to look at the somewhat extravagant scroll. Her pretty face glowed with an intoxicating blush, obviously she couldn't stand Luo Yan's behavior.

Concubine Yan, do you know what is the most delicious thing in the world?

Luo Yan put the scroll aside casually, put his arms around Concubine Yan, who was wearing a transparent tulle dress, and gently slid his fingers along her back, feeling the gentle trembling of the beauty in his arms, and asked softly.

??

Concubine Yan blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at her lover in front of her in confusion, feeling a little confused.

pig.

various?

Concubine Yan frowned, confused and repeated.

But as soon as the words fell, Luo Yan leaned over and bit the slightly raised soft part, and pressed forward.

He planned to take Concubine Yan to study the music again...

PS: Please keep it short, we don’t have enough time, I’m really stuck and my head is confused.