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"Perhaps, you are the woman that Ah Zheng is looking for. Please search (product # book ¥ net) to see the most complete! The fastest update" Under the cold mask, a cold voice sounded, and the words still did not contain any emotion, but he paused slightly when he said the word Azheng.

When Yan Xiaomo heard the word Ah Zheng, she didn't think it was Ying Zheng, a man should not use such an affectionate title when calling another man.

Besides, at this time, Ying Zheng has ascended the throne as the king and is leading troops to fight in all directions, and the person in front of him should be in the same group as the soldiers who slaughtered the villagers.

"Well, I have to go home, my mother told me to go back to dinner, let's say goodbye." Yan Xiaomo smiled calmly and calmly, turned around silently, and planned to leave.

After taking two steps, she didn't see the people behind her chasing her, and it seemed that she really planned to let her go.

Thinking about it, Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but speed up her pace, as if she was afraid that the man behind her would change her mind, the soles of her feet seemed to be smeared with oil, and she walked faster and faster, farther and farther.

Yan Xiaomo only felt a pain in the back of her neck, her eyes were black, and she fell into a cold embrace.

"General, what should these people do?"

"Kill, leave no one."

Cold, unforgiving words came from under the iron mask.

Holding the man in his arms, he did not pay attention to the sea of fire behind him, nor did he pay attention to the wails of the unarmed villagers.

Qin State Barracks

"The last general is white, see the manager."

Ying Zheng raised his eyes, and a handsome face that had been carefully carved was cold.

"Got eyebrows?"

Bai Qi raised his head slowly, a pale face was not angry at all, as pale as a dead man, his dark eyes were cold, and his face with black hair was even paler.

This man is white and weird.

"There will be a woman in the end, and the coach can take a look." Bai Qi replied indifferently.

He didn't understand why Ah Zheng was looking for a woman in Zhao State, but as long as Ah Zheng wanted it, he would do it.

It was Ah Zheng who let him out of that cage, and even if he became a monster, he was just a monster under Ah Zheng.

The man said that he was nothing more than a weapon of murder that had been cultivated to kill people, a weapon of murder wielded by Ah Zheng.

The strongest sword will only be wielded by the strongest hand.

Ah Zheng is ambitious, has the heart to unify the six countries, and strives for hegemony in the world, and he is willing to be used by Ah Zheng.

Ah Zheng is the light he touches in the dark, and it is Ah Zheng who leads him to see the sunlight outside.

He was no longer used to the sunlight outside.

"The last general will rise in vain, and I am willing to charge forward for Azheng from generation to generation, and go to the soup to fight the fire."

He fell to his knees and swore an oath to the young man.

Ying Zheng's brows tightened, and he gradually felt numb to such hopes and disappointments.

Mo'er, where did his Mo'er go?

Why disappear cleanly?

"Bring insights." Ying Zheng was powerless to wave his hand and let people go down and bring people.

He didn't believe it, and he couldn't find Mo'er after turning over the land of Zhao State.

After a while, I saw two soldiers with a woman who was still fainting.

Ying Zheng looked at the figure steadily, his breathing became more careful, he slowly stood up, and walked towards the figure step by step, with a steady pace but a trace of imperceptible panic.

It's his Mo'er, it's the Mo'er he's been thinking about for so many years, and five years have passed since that night's farewell.

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