When people were in Qin, they ruled the world

Chapter 16 The Uneasy Night
In the dim bedroom, there was no other sound except for two slight breathing sounds. Since Yingzheng revealed half of Qingxi's identity, all the maids who stayed in the bedroom at night were sent to the outer hall. In the inner hall, only Qingxi was left alone.

The existence of such a top killer is enough to play the role of a guard.

In a sense, the killer who is best at assassination is also the guard who is best at guarding, because the killer knows the killer's methods better.

Behind the book case in the bedroom, there is a soft couch. During the day, this is the place where Yingzheng takes his lunch break. At night, it becomes Qingxi's nest. In the quilt, listening to the slight wind outside the hall, for a while, there was no intention of sleeping at all.

Her internal strength has been cultivated to an extremely deep level, not only in the trap, but even looking at the whole world, at the age of less than twenty years old, she has already cultivated her internal strength to the point where she can get through the two veins of Ren and Du, and her internal strength is perfect and self-generated , is also very few.

The current Qingxi has been able to prevent the cold and heat from invading, but tonight, even though she was wrapped in a thick quilt, she felt an unprecedented coldness, which she had not experienced for a long time. .

At this moment, no matter how she circulated her zhenqi, she couldn't dispel the coldness deep in her heart. It wasn't the skin that was cold, but the blood.

"What's wrong with me?" Qing Xi waited for a pair of eyes that were three points darker than the night, and muttered to herself.

"Is it because of that mission?" Qing Xi asked in the dark.

"It's just a mission. Although that mission was difficult, the previous missions were not easy. Why did this mission make me so uneasy? Am I afraid?" Qing Xi said to herself.

"No, I'm not afraid. This is different from the fear I had when I killed someone for the first time ten years ago. This time, I am afraid, not because of my own life, but because of what I will lose, what I will lose ? Even life can be disregarded, what else is there to be afraid of losing?"

Qingxi was puzzled but felt that the coldness in her heart was getting heavier and heavier. She couldn't help but turned over, from lying flat to side lying, facing the direction of the only bed in the hall. .

The sound of heavy breathing penetrated the darkness and reached Qingxi's ears.

"My lord, it seems to be different from what the queen mother and master said." Qing Xi said to herself while distinguishing the heavy breathing.

"Your Majesty's martial arts are already very good, with strong energy and blood, and a strong body, even those who are good at foreign martial arts are no more than that."

From the sound of breathing, Qingxi could judge that Yingzheng's breathing was deep and long. This performance is undoubtedly the performance of martial arts practiced to a very high level. Of course, compared with Qingxi, this level is still Not far.

But she also knew that Yingzheng had been living in Zhao Country HD until he was nine years old, where he had no teachers, and Yingzheng had a very difficult life, let alone extra money to practice martial arts. Yingzheng really came into contact with Martial arts, that is after returning to Qin.

Calculated in this way, it is only six or seven years now, not to mention, in Yingzheng's one day, the time that can be spent on cultivation is really not much, and it is only an hour and a half when he is full.

Can a person really cultivate martial arts to a good level in such a short time?Qing Xi hesitated.

Qing Xi, who was thinking about it, didn't realize that when she was thinking about this question, the coldness in her heart had inexplicably decreased a lot.

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"Ancestral dragon dies and divides."

"Ancestral dragon dies and divides."

Suddenly, there were several painful groans in the darkness.

Qing Xi, who was awakened by the moaning sound, suddenly got up from the soft couch, stepped on the wooden plank with her bare feet, and ran towards the source of the sound.

Qingxi, who rushed to the source of life, followed the faint light and saw everything in front of her clearly. It turned out that the owner of the voice was Ying Zheng.

"Is this a nightmare?" Qing Xi looked down and saw that Ying Zheng's forehead was already covered with sweat.

Seeing such a scene, Qingxi quickly rolled up her cuffs and wiped the sweat from Ying Zheng's forehead with her cuffs.

"Who are you?" In the darkness, a hand suddenly grabbed Qing Xi's waist, and half of the waist that was grasped gracefully fell into that powerful palm. Qing Xigen felt a piercing pain.

"My lord, the slave is Qingxi."

"Qingxi, which Qingxi?" the voice said hurriedly.

"Your Majesty, you are a slave." Qing Xi said softly.

"Qingxi." Ying Zheng grabbed the jade hand that was wiping his cold sweat in the dark, and stuck it to his forehead.

"Did Your Majesty have a nightmare?" Qing Xi asked with concern.

"Hmm." Ying Zheng said in the dark.

That was more than just a nightmare. For Ying Zheng, that nightmare was simply a nightmare within a nightmare. He dreamed that when he was forty-nine years old, he passed the Dune Palace during his east tour, and then died suddenly. And died, so that there was a big drama in which the ancestor dragon died and divided.

If he was just Ying Zheng, he might only regard it as a nightmare, and he would not be so frightened, but he had another memory, which told him that the nightmare was not just a nightmare, but a It will become true to some extent.

The nightmare was combined with a memory that did not belong to this era, and the effect was multiplied exponentially. Even with Ying Zheng's mentality, he was so scared that he was sweating profusely, and he couldn't calm down for a long time until he woke up.

At this time, Qingxi still maintained the posture of bending over to wipe away the cold sweat for Ying Zheng, but one of her palms was held by Ying Zheng and pressed against her forehead, and half of her waist fell into the other hand of Ying Zheng. For a moment, she almost seemed to be embraced by Ying Zheng.

However, among the two, one was disturbed because of concern, and the other was unsteady because of shock. For a while, no one noticed the strange posture between the two.

"What did you hear just now?" After a long time, Ying Zheng let go of Qing Xi's palm and asked.

"Zulong dies and land is divided." Qingxi hesitated for a moment, but chose to tell the truth.

"You actually heard it." Ying Zheng said in an inexplicable tone.

If this is the case, it is even more impossible to let you leave.Ying Zheng said this to himself in his heart.

"Did your Majesty have nightmares because of these words?" Qing Xi asked with concern.

"You are a killer like this, but you are an unqualified killer. Don't you know that the more you know, the more dangerous you are to yourself?" Ying Zheng sat up and said, and Qing Xi had already obediently put the soft pillow beside her Behind Ying Zheng.

"Is Your Majesty going to silence you?" Qing Xi said subconsciously.

There are many killers, but she keeps each one firmly in her heart, and never forgets what Ying Zheng said, but now, she is not a killer.

"Shut up?" Ying Zheng sneered, but was taken in another direction by Qing Xi's words.

"The more secrets you know, the less you can leave here. Be prepared to die here." Ying Zheng joked rarely.

What responded to Ying Zheng was Qingxi's silence.

Actually, that's pretty good too.Qing Xi said this to herself in her heart, but she knew that it was impossible.

Her real value is a killer, not Gong Zheng of Xianyang Palace.

"Go back and rest, we'll talk about the silence later." Ying Zheng waved his hands.

"Yes."

The bedroom once again returned to the quietness it should have at night.

(End of this chapter)