Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 54
Zhou Jianfei lost his composure on the spot.

What do you mean this is?
Think of yourself as a guiding light.

If he went back to Zhao Gao and brought back a top swordsman, Zhao Gao would vomit blood and die in anger?

However, if they continue to entangle like this, they will not be as good as the opponent in terms of movement, speed, and swordsmanship.

Even if he ran away to his death, he still couldn't escape this kid's pursuit.

Besides, young people are very impatient. If he loses patience suddenly, he will kill himself with a single sword strike.

Zhou Jianfei thought for a while, finally gritted his teeth, unfolded his movements and headed towards Zhao Gao's mansion.

His idea is very simple, as long as he can attract the attention of Zhao Gao's disciples, he will definitely attack at the same time. At that time, no matter how strong the sword slave is, it will be over.

There was a strange smile on his face, and the speed increased instantly.

There was a trace of satisfaction on Jian Nu's face, this kid is quite up to the mark, and he is going to take him to find the person behind the scenes so soon...

The two figures were chasing after each other, swift as lightning, shuttled non-stop above the defense plane, even more like two flying birds, their movements were so fast that they even stirred up a gust of wind.

At this moment, Ying Zige had brought Han Baichuan back to the palace.

The two squatted at the door, waiting boredly.

Ying Zige rested his chin with one hand, with a melancholy expression on his face.

What happened today still left him in a mess.

【What do you mean by this?When will I not be worthy of two followers...]

[Leaving aside the fact that Jian Nu, who looks cold and handsome, is only a little bit worse than me, the people of Xianyang will have such hallucinations, and I can barely accept it. 】

[But the sword man, with a sad face, sees everyone as if he owes him a thousand and eighty thousand. I'm not good enough for him? 】

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Han Baichuan next to him.

I saw Han Baichuan resting his chin in both hands, with a frown on his face, and sighing from time to time, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like he grew up unlucky.

Looking at it, Ying Zige became very angry on the spot. The people of Xianyang are too rude!

This breath, no matter what, cannot be swallowed.

We must find a way to win over this tone.

Don't you have the same knowledge as these ordinary people?
How can that work, my son must repay his flaws, no matter what, he must make them pay for today's ridicule.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and he silently counted with his fingers.

[According to the calculation of time, in this year, Brother Zheng's biggest trouble does not seem to be the rebellion of Sword Master Gai Nie.But those Huns. 】

[Those Huns should have launched an attack this year, wiped out more than a dozen villages, and defeated the Great Qin Iron Cavalry. 】

[At this time, Brother Zheng suddenly had a whim and wanted to separate them on the grassland once and for all...]

Ying Zige's eyes lit up, and a wicked smile instantly appeared on his face.

"Swordman!" Ying Zige straightened up, hiccupped, and taught in a good mood.

"In..." Han Baichuan's cheeks twitched. Every time he heard this name, he felt an urge to die.

He even wanted to cut off the dog's head of the Thirteenth Prince with the wooden sword in his hand.

It's just that my own strength is very low, not even as good as a small guard in this palace, think about it or forget it...

When will this miserable day end?

He sighed again.

"My lord is in a good mood today. Call me the two court ladies. I want to watch the singing and dancing." Ying Zige snapped his fingers, and entered the palace with a smile on his face.

Han Baichuan was taken aback, feeling better again?By the way, when are you in a bad mood?

He shook his head, had no choice but to do so, turned his head and entered the palace to arrange singing and dancing.

When it comes to singing and dancing, he has another headache.

The thirteenth son's requirements for singing and dancing are really very strict. He is not interested in the current popular long-sleeve dance and Taiping lyrics.

If you have to end it yourself, teach those two maids how to meow like a cat?What little apple?

That kind of vulgar dancing posture and tone is simply unrefined.

The thirteenth son watched it with great interest, which made people very puzzled.

"Alas!" Thinking of this, he sighed again, always feeling that it would be hopeless to hang out with the Thirteenth Young Master.

……

at the same time.

Zhao Gao's mansion.

In the hall, Zhao Gao and those master disciples were waiting silently.

Their expressions are extremely relaxed.

That boy named Sword Slave is actually a top master?Who would believe such a thing?

They all agreed that Zhou Jianfei would return in a short time, and would say with a sneer that the young man was a mediocre master at all.

"Hehe, asking Zhou Jianfei to make a move is really too much fuss. If he didn't guess wrong, he only needs one move to take the boy's head."

"How strong can a young boy be? How can he compare to a swordsman who has been famous for many years?"

"Look, Zhou Jianfei will appear in front of us soon. Maybe in the blink of an eye..."

As soon as their words fell, suddenly, there was a voice that pierced through the air.

Everyone froze for a moment, then looked out the door vigilantly.

I saw two figures flashing past on the roof, one of them looked like Zhou Jianfei no matter what.

Question marks popped up one after another immediately above everyone's heads.

Could it be a hallucination?
Zhao Gao was also slightly taken aback, feeling like he saw something, but he couldn't be sure.

"Did you see anything just now?"

"I seem to see a figure."

"I think I saw it too."

"However, no one's agility is so fast, right? It must be an illusion."

"I also think it's a hallucination..."

……

Everyone speculated and agreed that the scene they saw just now was simply an illusion.

After all, if it was really Zhou Jianfei, why did he pass by there, why didn't he walk in?
Just when everyone was puzzled, another figure flashed past from the opposite direction.

Everyone: ! ! !
This time they saw it clearly, the figure that flashed just now looked like Zhou Jianfei no matter how you looked at it.

They looked at each other in blank dismay, momentarily puzzled.

What is this?
Go through the house three times without entering?
What kind of big-tailed wolf is this kid pretending to be?
At this moment, Zhou Jianfei's figure passed by for the third time...

"Master Zhao, something is wrong, he seems to be being chased by someone." One of them clasped his fists and said loudly.

"Being chased by someone? Don't let others know, the person who did it is my Zhao Gao's."

Zhao Gao's expression changed, and his heart trembled slightly.

He never imagined that Zhou Jianfei actually provoked people here.

If he didn't guess wrong, the person chasing after him should be the legendary sword slave.

(End of this chapter)