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Yan Xiaomo watched Zhao Ziheng's three arrows shoot towards Yingzheng, and her heart suddenly rose to her throat. Please search (product # book...... Net) to see the most complete! The fastest update

Ying Zheng turned around and watched as three flying arrows struck in his direction.

In the firelight, he saw Mo'er.

Looking at each other, he forgot to dodge the arrows, and three arrows grazed the side of his cheek, one of which slashed through Yingzheng's cheek, leaving a demonic blood mark on his handsome face.

This blood mark did not destroy his handsomeness, but only added a touch of dangerous magnificence to him.

Zhao Ziheng rode his horse and turned around and ran in the direction of Yan Xiaomo.

It wasn't until she fell into the embrace with a little cold that Yan Xiaomo came back to her senses.

"Zhao Ziheng, you ......" Yan Xiaomo turned her head, her heart was very complicated, and she didn't shirk his hug.

"I can give it to him in the world, but you and I really can't give it to her, I said I wouldn't make you sad." Zhao Ziheng clamped the horse's belly with his legs, held the person in his arms with one hand, and said these words in her ear, looking from a distance, the two were intimate.

He thought he was really crazy and abandoned the country for a woman who didn't like him.

In the future, his name should be remembered for thousands of years.

It's just that he is not a person who cares too much about what happens after his death, after death, everything becomes a thing of the past, he just wants to do what he wants to do.

Although the price was high, he did not regret it.

Ying Zheng watched that scene from afar, and the two were so close......

So, Mo'er left just to find Zhao Ziheng?

Thinking about it, Ying Zheng smiled self-deprecatingly, the soft color of his eyes was quickly replaced by cruelty and cold-bloodedness, and a feeling of abandonment and betrayal came from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing the horse running farther and farther, the figures of the two people became more and more blurred, and a warm heart gradually became cold.

By the end of the war, the sky was white, the entire canyon was full of corpses, and the air was filled with the smell of gunsmoke and blood.

"Boss, the enemy has a total of 200,000 prisoners, are you going to be imprisoned?" Bai Qi asked.

Ying Zheng looked at the place where Zhao Ziheng and Yan Xiaomo left, his eyes were cold, his thin lips moved slowly, and said, "All of them are buried alive." ”

Bai Qi was slightly stunned, but he didn't say anything against it.

"The last general commands."

More than 200,000 people were buried alive like this, and since then, the reputation of Yingzheng has made people all over the world frightened.

After the Battle of Changping, no one and no country dared to compete with the Qin State after that.

In a small inn, Yan Xiaomo and Zhao Ziheng sat in the room.

Zhao Ziheng drank tea silently, and his eyes fell on Yan Xiaomo's body.

"Zhao Ziheng, why didn't you tell me?" Yan Xiaomo glanced at Zhao Ziheng, feeling a little guilty.

She knew all the rumors outside, and suddenly felt that she couldn't understand Zhao Ziheng at all.

"Tell you what? I accidentally fell into Yingzheng's trap, I didn't shoot Yingzheng, I escaped from the battlefield? Zhao Ziheng put down the teacup in his hand and snorted lightly.

He did it all, and he won't regret it.

He had thought about all the consequences.

"You're doing this for me?" Yan Xiaomo only felt that she owed Zhao Ziheng even more.

Zhao Ziheng moved his gaze, his gaze shifted to the window, his eyes became extraordinarily profound, and he said quietly: "For you, but also for myself." ”

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