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Chapter 272 Spring Festival, Xiaomeng makes a move!

The strong energy surged, and the bathtub instantly exploded into debris, and the water flow scattered all over the ground. At the same time, Xiaomeng's body was no longer blocked, and the uneven figure under the haze of water vapor emerged in front of him.

Although the clothes barely cover it, the looming visual stimulation is even more exciting.

Ye Zhang glanced at it subconsciously, then coughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment and said: "Well, if nothing happens, I want to go back and rest early."

As he spoke, his figure disappeared in a flash, leaving Xiao Meng alone in the room gnashing his teeth...

Time flew by, and half a month passed quickly. During this period, Xiaomeng did not give the former a good look. Facts have proved that no matter how strong the cultivation level is, it is a woman's nature to hold grudges.

The next day, Ye Zhang got up early to wash up and happened to meet Xiao Meng who was walking downstairs. He then took the initiative to say hello as if the previous incident had not happened.

Xiao Meng snorted dissatisfied and didn't say much. After all, it was not a glorious thing, and it was herself who was holding on to it and losing face.

At this time, Ye Zhang said: "It's a nice day today, let's go out for a walk."

"snort!"

Xiaomeng didn't bother to reply, and directly gave the former a proud back of the head.

Ye Zhang rubbed his nose in embarrassment, but since the other party did not refuse, it meant that he agreed. Then the two of them left the inn and wandered around...

At the same time, Qin’s annual spring festival has also arrived.

On this day, the First Emperor Ying Zheng led a group of civil and military officials to the banks of the Weishui River. He was seen wearing a black crown, a crown on his head, and the Tianwen Sword tied around his waist. His image was majestic and solemn, showing his majesty.

As the chimes rang, the grand sacrificial ceremony officially began.

This ceremony was personally presided over by the eldest son Fusu. He first saluted the emperor, then opened the scroll that had been prepared and read the prepared sacrificial text carefully.

"Your Majesty, Haotian, established me to serve the people. He asked me to make a living, and the emperor ordered me to lead the education. Cherish the time and cherish the shade, sow hundreds of grains. I also obey you to cultivate, ten thousand dimensions of coupling. The square bracts are square, and the leaves are mud."

To carry out the burning and fierceness is to bring prosperity to the heirs."

After finishing the recitation, he was seen holding the scroll in both hands, and with a serious face, he threw it into the copper tripod aside and burned it, hoping that God would receive the sacrificial text.

At the same time, the rumbling drums sounded, and the First Emperor Ying Zheng stepped onto the high platform step by step and came to a table placed in the front.

I saw four pieces of jade on the table, which were items needed for sacrifice.

At this time, the palace officials poured the water from the Wei River into wooden bowls, and then distributed it to the many officials and princes present.

Ying Zheng picked up a piece of jade, held it in both hands, and said with a serious face: "Emperor, Queen of Heaven, bless me, the Qin Dynasty!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw it into the Wei River.

Immediately afterwards, Fusu held the wooden bowl in his hand and said, "Drink!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was the first to pick up the wooden bowl and was about to drink it together with many princes and ministers. But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "The water is poisonous."

When Fusu heard this, his face couldn't help but he moved his hands for a moment. Although he was confused, he still chose to believe it.

At the same time, the rest of the people also drank all the water in the wooden bowl. After just a few breaths, they suddenly felt dizzy and their limbs were weak, and then they fell to the ground one by one.

However, the surrounding soldiers who were on guard were not unconscious. They left the Chang Ge in their hands on the ground, pulled out the sharp swords from their waists, looked at each other, and then moved towards the altar.

A dozen men in armor had cold eyes and rushed towards Ying Zheng with full murderous intent. Obviously these people were assassins!

Hearing the movement behind him, Ying Zheng turned around. When he saw the assassins attacking him, he did not show the slightest panic. His imperial dignity was intact.

He placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, pulled out his sword Tianwen, and looked at the assassins who were walking towards him calmly, as if he had already anticipated the scene before him.

A sword roar was heard, and the Tianwen Sword was instantly unsheathed. Ying Zheng faced the incoming assassin without fear, as if he was going to take action himself.

Seeing this scene, the eighteenth prince Hu Hai, who had also not drank the water from the Wei River, did raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and then he was about to get up and go to rescue him.

At this moment, Fusu rushed out first, risking his own life to stand in front of Ying Zheng to protect him. After learning that the water was poisoned, he always paid attention to the movements around him. Naturally, he could not stand idly by when he saw an assassin making trouble.

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Fusu looked at the assassin in front of him and said coldly: "If you dare to assassinate the First Emperor, you are trying to implicate the nine tribes!"

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in front of an assassin's eyes, he stopped and said, "Master Fusu, please get out of the way. As long as you kill this tyrant, you will be the master of the world!"

Fusu frowned and snorted coldly: "You are really audacious, assassinating the emperor is a crime that cannot be redeemed until death!

Where are the guards?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of guards in armor sprang out from nowhere and surrounded several assassins.

"Take down these traitors!"

Fusu opened his mouth and gave an order. Since the emperor asked him to be in charge of the Spring Festival, he must be prepared in advance to prevent any unexpected events.

After the words fell, dozens of essence guards took action at the same time, holding weapons and launching an attack. These guards were all carefully selected by Fusu, and they could equal ten.

Although the assassins were also very skilled, they were obviously no match for the guards, and they were all defeated in a short time.

"Leave one person alone."

Ying Zheng opened his mouth and said.

When the guard heard this, he knocked the last assassin to the ground with one kick and controlled him.

The assassin looked at the besieging guards and knew that he could not escape today. As a dead soldier, he was not afraid of death. But he could not be caught no matter what.

Immediately, his heart trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Zhaoxue for Lord Changping, and eliminate violence for the people of the world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw him holding the sword in his backhand and stabbing it towards the abdomen. It was obvious that he wanted to commit suicide without leaving any survivors.

Seeing this, the guards wanted to step forward and stop him, but it was too late. At this critical moment, an invisible wave rippled out, and the surrounding world instantly turned into black and white.

The mysterious and mysterious Tao Yun seemed to freeze everything, and the assassin seemed to be controlled by a powerful force. He could no longer move at all, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".
Chapter completed!
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