Under the bright moon!

The night is dark!

The silver-white moonlight shines down, as if white jade is scattered all over the ground.

The evening breeze blows, and the silence of the night is as cool as water.

However, tonight is destined to be restless!

Ying Ziye walked out of the mansion, used Qing Kung Fu, and quickly approached a corner of Xianyang City with a distance of a hundred feet in one step.

His sleeves were flying, and under the moonlight, he looked like a banished immortal.

In an instant, Ying Ziye appeared in front of the military camp.

"stop!"

"Who?"

"Stop!"

The military camp guards noticed something unusual and quickly gathered around.

Ying Ziye raised the token in his hand and shouted loudly: "I am the eighth prince of the Qin Empire!"

"This is the token given by my father!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a general recognized Ying Ziye.

Turns out to be the Eighth Young Master!

The general looked at the token in his hand, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately knelt down and said, "Greetings to the Eighth Young Master!"

Seeing this, the others also paid their respects one after another.

Inside the Chinese military tent!

The soldiers came quickly to report.

"The Eighth Young Master came to the military camp and held the token given by His Majesty the First Emperor."

"oh?"

Meng Tian was a little confused, but he didn't dare to delay.

He immediately put on his clothes and armor, walked out of the commander's tent, and greeted Ying Ziye.

"I pay my respects to the Eighth Young Master!"

Meng Tian bowed and worshiped.

If Ying Ziye simply comes here, he doesn't have to be a vassal, nor does he have to kneel down.

But holding the token given by the First Emperor is different.

Like the emperor coming in person!

"General Meng, please be free!"

Ying Ziye helped Meng Tian up and said politely: "My father ordered me to kill all the forces behind the assassins who came to assassinate me during today's sacrificial ceremony. Please ask General Meng to lead his troops to guard the important roads throughout Xianyang City as soon as possible."

Xianyang City is surrounded."

"And don't let anyone leave Xianyang City!"

Hearing this, Meng Tian immediately straightened his face and said respectfully: "I must fulfill the Eighth Young Master's instructions and live up to His Majesty!"

"Come here! Pass the order and quickly form an army into formation!"

"Here!"

About an hour or so!

There are many torches on the streets of Xianyang City!

Countless warriors of Great Qin are waiting for you, their murderous intent is so high!

When everything was arranged properly, the bad guys took action.

In the dark night, all the bad guys were wearing black robes, with patterns embroidered on the sleeves, and long swords on their heads and waists.

Under the night!

Bad people turn around and move around.

Either running on the street, or flying over the houses and pavilions.

Swift as the wind, the black robes flutter, and the hunting sound is heard!

"The commander-in-chief ordered that all rebel forces in Xianyang City be eliminated, leaving no one behind!"

A Thirty-Six Tiangang bad guard looked at the members of his team next to him and said in a sharp voice.

"Here!"

On the occasion of the action, Yuan Tiangang, wearing a black robe and a ghost mask, slowly walked out of the night.

"Do it neatly and don't get caught by the net or the secret guards."

"Here!"

All the bad guys responded respectfully.

The Chu State's power lies in the city of Xianyang.

In a manor.

It was already late at night, and all the remnants of the rebellion in Chu State had fallen asleep.

Only some people are still patrolling, holding lights and holding long swords and broadswords, alert to their surroundings.

A strong man, a foot tall, with strong energy and blood, he has entered the sixth rank of martial arts, and is a junior master in the world.

All the Chu disciples around him were also vigorous, their steps were steady, their ears were listening, and their eyes were looking in all directions.

Looking at them, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of the villain's mouth.

The figure disappeared, and the sword from his waist was drawn out.

bass!

It was calm and silent, only the sword energy buzzed slightly, like a gentle breeze blowing.

The sword light suddenly appeared, and then darkness swallowed everything up again.

The Chu disciples who were patrolling the manor still moved their steps, showing no signs of abnormality.

After the footsteps landed, a trace of blood spilled out from each neck, and a small scar appeared and gradually expanded.

The sword energy erodes the vitality in their bodies.

Before he could speak, he fell into a deep sleep of death.

They didn't understand what happened until they died.

The bad guy's black robe and cape are fluttering and not stained by any blood.

When it was over, he brushed off his clothes and went away, hiding his body and name.

They faced each other and didn't need to speak. They understood each other just by looking at each other.

Then he rushed into the manor.

The footsteps were silent, like ghosts, sneaking into the room.

Those rebellious people from Chu State had smiles on their faces and slept soundly, as if they had had some good dreams.

The long sword passed across, and with a light touch on the neck, the sleeping Chu people were sent to hell.

At the same time, manors were everywhere in Xianyang city.

There are even mansions for dignitaries and mansions for great scholars.

There are bad people everywhere.

He brought death to everyone.

Just like the impermanence of black and white, it seduces souls and kills wherever it goes.

Perhaps some strong men had just reacted, but after strong men like God Blessing Star Shi Yao took action, they only struggled in vain.

On Meng Tian's side, he was also doing the same thing as a bad person.

After controlling all the important roads in Xianyang City, Meng Tian took out a map handed to him by Ying Ziye, which recorded the mansions of various powerful forces.

"Walk!"

It's time!

In front of a huge official residence, a general led his troops directly to break through the door.

The loud noise alarmed everyone in the mansion.

From time to time, several servants rushed out. Looking at the murderous army in front of them, they suppressed the curse words that they had originally spoken.
To be continued...