Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 302 Moved, I Lose
"Could it be that I still haven't left, and it has something to do with my thirteenth son?"

"Do you want his head or something else? And if you dare to covet my thirteenth son, I will use the power of the whole country to die with Han Jialing!"

Ying Zheng's expression darkened suddenly.

The sound is sonorous and powerful.

There is no intention of backing down!
What he admired the most was Thirteen. Although that kid was a bit unreliable, he was his little heart and helped him solve many big problems.

If someone dares to covet this kid, no matter who it is, blood will be splashed on the spot.

"Your Majesty misunderstood."

Leng smiled wryly and slowly shook his head.

In my heart, there was no surprise.

It has been spread in the market that Ying Zige is a complete waste.

but.

As Ying Zige's father, only Ying Zheng knew his son best, and the reason why he loved him so much must have something special about him.

"Misunderstood? Then you are going to..."

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, full of suspicion.

"Then we'll cut to the chase."

"Your nobleman is extremely talented, and his future is limitless. If he just stays in the court, he can only exert half of his ability."

"And his Jianghu nature is so dazzling, it would be a pity if it is not developed."

"So, I want to take him as an apprentice."

Han Long smiled slightly, and said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Accept him as a disciple? Let him join Hanjialing?"

Ying Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly became a little dazed.

In any case, it never occurred to him that the other party did not leave Xianyang because of this matter.

For a moment, the light in his eyes flickered.

Seems to be in deep thought.

After a while, a sneer suddenly appeared on his face.

"My thirteenth son is already a dragon and phoenix in the court, so why go to the deep mountains and old forests?"

"I advise you that I should give up my heart too."

With a stern voice, he slowly got up and let out a cold snort.

"Your Majesty! You have to think carefully. The Thirteenth Prince's joining Han Jialing is of great significance."

"Not only can he learn extraordinary martial arts, but he can also bring the world and the court closer together. It can be said to be beneficial without any harm."

Moved and frowned, he was a little confused for a while.

What is this?
Why is it different from the script I originally thought?

You must know that not only some masters of the rivers and lakes want to join Hanjialing, but even the nobles and nobles have been trying to join it for thousands of years.

Some are even willing to spend all their wealth, just asking their descendants to be able to seek a position as a child of a foreign sect in Hanjialing.

Even so, Han Jialing dismissed it.

but!

Now there is an opportunity in front of Ying Zheng, but Ying Zheng refuses immediately.

Although he is the son of heaven, he is too arrogant.

"I've made up my mind."

"Whether you two really want my son to join Hanjialing, I still have some doubts."

Ying Zheng snorted coldly, got up suddenly, and went downstairs angrily.

"What's going on? He refused right away? Could it be that Han Jialing is not worth mentioning in his eyes?"

Han Dong's face was full of anger, and he clenched his fists lightly.

Han Long also frowned, feeling very surprised.

Suddenly, he frowned, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

"I see."

"Sure enough, you are worthy of being a king! The chess moves are really hard to guess."

Han Long smiled slightly, as if he already understood something.

at this time.

Following Ying Zheng's figure, he disappeared into the sedan chair.

Suddenly, a master bowed his head to greet him, his expression straightened, and a look of panic flashed across his face.

The next second, without any panic, he directly took out a command flag and waved it in the air a few times.

With this signal issued.

The pupils of those masters lurking in the dark suddenly shrank.

Hands-on?

No way!
Are you kidding me?
The other party is a master of Han Jialing, and although His Majesty did not agree with the other party, it has not reached the point of tearing his face.

What's up with this Nima?
"We can't be mistaken, can we?"

"Wrong yarn! That's the signal for us to do it!"

"Let us deal with the experts in Fuhan's family?"

"What are you kidding?!"

"But don't forget, our life belongs to His Majesty, so why hesitate?"

Whoa!
The scalps of those masters lurking in the dark felt numb for a while.

next second!
They didn't dare to be negligent, and they appeared from the shadows one by one with weapons in hand.

After a few whirring sounds, there was a piercing sound, and figures rushed up from the stairs, with ice blades shining in their hands.

boom!
The roof of the building was directly smashed by several figures, and one by one masters held sharp knives and landed directly.

In an instant, they surrounded the two Han Jialing and the masters.

"How sure are you of your guess?"

Han Dong casually glanced at those people, and then his eyes fell on Han Long's face.

It seemed that these people were not worthy of his attention.

"I'm pretty sure."

"So, when you do it, not only have to be clean and neat, but also have to be very pretentious!"

Han Long laughed.

"Pretentious?" Han Dong's scalp really went numb.

He has always liked to do things cleanly, because for top experts like them, it is no fun to fight with those people in the rivers and lakes or the masters of Daqin.

It can be said that these people are like ants in front of them.

When fighting with ants, how can there be any sense of enjoyment?

Therefore, he has always been quick and quick.

Pack!
What this word embodies is to make this scene very beautiful.

"call!"

In the end, Han Dong let out a sigh of relief, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Let's get started."

The next second he said weakly.

Then, he gently picked up a chopstick and pointed at the walking masters.

"If I use my left hand, I lose."

"If I leave the stool, I lose."

"There is also the tea bowl in front of me. If the tea bowl falls to the ground, I will lose."

"If my two feet move, I lose."

"Also, if I open my eyes, I will be considered a loser."

"After losing, let you deal with it."

Han Dong said lightly, and then gently placed his left hand on the table.

And slowly close your eyes.

Whoa!
Those Daqin masters stared wide-eyed and looked at each other in blank dismay.

The whole person suddenly became ill.

This Nima!
Before he even made a move, the other party actually set up so many rules.

And every rule works against him.

To put it simply, the other party wants to use a chopstick to fight everyone.

Also, only the right hand and right arm can move.

Other than that, I cannot move any part of my body.

(End of this chapter)