Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 231 It seems that I still have a few friends
"Young master Fusu was placed under house arrest just after returning to Xianyang, which naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of those righteous people in the world. They have now investigated and found out that this matter is related to the thirteenth son."

"Understood, the purpose of assassinating the Thirteenth Young Master was to help the Young Master help Su vent his anger..."

"These people are indeed righteous men!"

"Hopefully they will be successful."

"Keep your voice down, don't you want your head?"

……

The relevant rumors spread to the ears of the entire Xianyang people in an instant.

Those people in Xianyang were all excited.

Finally, someone took care of this boy who brought disaster to the country and the people.

It just feels happier than the holidays.

at this time.

On the streets of Xianyang, Ying Zige walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

From time to time, he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and yawned.

That appearance looked so leisurely, obviously out of tune with this tense atmosphere.

"This is martial law right now? Isn't it just some little assassins? Why be so nervous."

"It seems that Brother Zheng still cares about me, because of the chaos in Xianyang City that I did not hesitate to cause. I don't know how much blood will Young Master Fusu spit out after knowing this?"

"There should be a bowl, right?"

Ying Zige smiled slightly, feeling a burst of joy in his heart.

"Sword slave swordman, today I will take you..."

He snapped his fingers habitually, and suddenly he was slightly taken aback, a wry smile appeared on his face.

Every time I was on the streets of Xianyang, those two boys followed behind me. Although they didn't speak, they were inseparable like Ying Zige's shadow.

And now...

"I don't know what happened to those two boys. My son is going to be assassinated now. If you have a conscience, why don't you bring him back to protect me?"

Ying Zige sighed, and suddenly lost the mood to go shopping.

Just as he was about to leave, there was a messy sound of horseshoes at the end of the long street.

More than a dozen fast horses galloped towards this side at an extremely fast speed, and the people who couldn't dodge screamed one after another, and hurriedly retreated to both sides of the city street.

"My lord, Your Majesty wants you to return to the palace as soon as possible."

"Now that Xianyang City is not peaceful, it's better not to hang out on the streets."

On the fast horse, Meng Yi in armor said respectfully.

"Okay, let's go back to the palace."

Ying Zige nodded lightly. He was not in the mood to continue shopping here, but he already thought about going back.

Then at this moment, a roar suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"Wing Zi Song!"

That voice was filled with endless hatred, and as the sound of fury sounded, a figure suddenly appeared out of the crowd, stabbing fiercely at Ying Zige with a short knife in his hand.

"careful!"

Meng Yi frowned, and hastily pulled out the long sword in his hand.

More than a dozen iron cavalry also shot with long swords in an instant.

However, at this moment, with a swipe, a cold light erupted from the crowd.

A figure rushed out following the cold light, and he rushed towards the assassin who hadn't landed yet.

The sword light flashed past, and the long sword was sheathed immediately.

Plop.

The assassin had already turned over and fell to the ground, blood was streaming from his throat, and the short knife in his hand rolled directly three meters away.

Whoop!
The scene in front of them immediately surprised the people of Xianyang City.

However, they are the people of Xianyang after all, and they have seen someone assassinate Ying Zige countless times, and they are already used to such scenes.

I haven't seen any scenes, so I didn't run away in panic.

Instead, they discussed in a low voice in surprise.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, the speed of this swordsman's sword is still quite fast, this swordsman is a bit meddling."

"This swordsman must be a follower of power, and under such circumstances, he actually rescued a waste?"

"Keep your voice down, you don't want your head anymore? There are so many Daqin cavalry here, if you don't want to die, just shut up."

"I just can't see it."

……

Those people discussed in low voices, and they cried out in their hearts that it was a pity.

Brush brush!
At the same time, long swords were aimed at the swordsman.

At this time, the assassin held the long sword in both hands and knelt down on one knee.

"The Quicksand Swordsman, ordered to protect the thirteenth son."

The man said respectfully.

"Oh, so it's from Wei Zhuang. That kid is quite filial." Ying Zige suddenly realized, and at the same time took advantage crazily.

"Get up and collect your long sword. This is Xianyang, don't reveal your weapon casually, otherwise you will be in trouble."

Ying Zige smiled and kindly reminded her.

"Yes!"

The quicksand swordsman nodded lightly without any hesitation, and then put away the long sword.

The figure quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Those assassins hiding in the crowd suddenly took a deep breath, and their faces became extremely solemn.

The hand holding the murder weapon suddenly let go at this moment.

Under normal circumstances, they can brag, saying that their own assassination organization is the top organization in this arena.

However, everyone has a little trick in mind.

That is, in front of the quicksand organization, their organizations are all younger brothers.

They didn't expect the Quicksand organization to be involved in this matter, and they even tried their best to protect Ying Zige. Under such circumstances, if they made a move, they would offend the Quicksand organization and die without a place to die.

however!
There are still some unconvinced organizations eager to try.

Among them, the five-person team suddenly burst out with a strong killing intent in their eyes, carefully calculating the situation in front of them.

There are more than a dozen people on the other side.

The dozen or so great Qin cavalry were easy to deal with, and the most difficult to deal with should be Meng Yi.

Although Meng Yi has been in Xianyang City, few people have seen him do it himself, but there are rumors that his strength is comparable to Meng Tian.

After all, they are all famous generals, and at the same time they are reused by Ying Zheng, so how could they be mediocre?
However, if you attack the opponent suddenly, you will be hard to guard against, and everyone still has a great chance of winning.

The ten thousand taels of gold exudes endless temptation at this moment, making them want to move.

However, at this moment, suddenly, several inconspicuous figures in white clothes slowly walked towards this side, forming a vague siege around them.

"I advise you not to do anything, otherwise, it is very likely that you will hurt yourself later."

At this moment, a soft voice sounded, and a woman in fiery red clothes twisted her waist and walked towards them step by step.

"hiss!"

Seeing this woman, those assassins couldn't help but widen their eyes. The gaze in their eyes suddenly became extremely hot, and the murderous intent that had been brewing for a long time disappeared at this moment.

(End of this chapter)