"When, when did I become your woman?”After a long time, Yan Lingji came back to her senses and muttered to herself with an incredulous expression.
Only then did Yan Lingji realize that she hadn't agreed to be Ying Zheng's woman yet.
This was the first time she had met someone who was so capricious. Furthermore, he was so domineering that he did not even give her a chance to reason with him.
She didn't know that this was the Emperor's mind. How could ordinary people guess it?
However, she did not take Ying Zheng's words seriously, because she felt that there would never be a day when Ying Zheng would rule the world.
The reason why Ying Zheng did not take Yan Lingji's body in the pool was firstly because he could sense the virgin aura coming from her. He knew that although Yan Lingji seemed to be unrestrained, she was still a virgin.
Secondly, Great Qin was on the verge of collapse, and it was not the time for him to let go. If a man could not even control his lower body, he would never be able to achieve anything.
This was also the reason why he was able to become the first emperor in history. If an emperor did not have strong self-control, he would eventually lose himself in all kinds of desires.
Thirdly, Yan Lingji was already his woman the moment he took a fancy to her. Yan Lingji couldn't escape from his grasp at all. This was the confidence of an expert and the tyranny of a king.
A true king would not explain anything to others. He would only tell others what to do because a king did not need to explain anything to anyone. His words were the imperial edict and the truth.
After leaving the pool, Ying Zheng led his soldiers down the mountain, and found a flat ground at the foot of Mount Li to rest for the night.
Early the next morning, when the sky had just started to brighten, Ying Zheng got the map of the vicinity of Mount Li, and then chose a relatively short path that led to Xianyang City.
Because the team was all soldiers, and Ying Zheng was concerned about the safety of the Great Qin Empire, they were in a hurry along the way.
"Zhang Peng, let the army rest here for a while.”After traveling for half a day, when they passed by a large forest, Ying Zheng, who was riding on a horse, saw a small stream in front of them, so he gave an order to Zhang Peng.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Zhang Peng obeyed.
At this moment, Ying Zheng was still wearing the emperor's royal robe, but the crown on his head had been taken off a long time ago, because the jade strings on the crown were really obstructing his vision and making it inconvenient.
And for Ying Zheng, who had not ridden a horse for a long time, it was very uncomfortable, especially since most of the roads in this area were rugged and there was no saddle. Sitting on the horse's back was really bumpy.
Originally, the soldiers had already made a wooden doll for Ying Zheng, but Ying Zheng did not let the soldiers carry him. After all, this was a special period, and if he still cared about these mortal rituals, Great Qin would have perished long ago. Moreover, Ying Zheng was not a weak person.
That was why the soldier had tried every possible way to get a horse for him to ride.
Ying Zheng washed his face by the stream and drank a few mouthfuls of water. Then, he decided to find a deserted place to relieve himself. After all, he would have to hurry on after resting.
Mount Li was not far from Xianyang City, but it was not close either. It was not easy to get there, especially with a thousand soldiers on foot.
Ying Zheng refused to be followed by the soldiers, and went into a dense forest alone. However, as soon as he entered the forest, he heard a faint sound of fighting coming from afar.
Perhaps it was because they were a little far away, the sound of the fight was very soft, but it could not escape Ying Zheng's extremely sensitive ears.
Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment, but he still walked in the direction of the sounds of fighting. After walking for a while, he saw the people fighting in the forest. On one side was a group of men in black wearing bamboo hats, with a spider symbol on their necks or wrists. The leader was a man dressed as an assassin, holding a special thin sword in his hand, and emitting an evil aura.
Ying Zheng recognized this man with a single glance. He was none other than Distracted God, one of the Six Sword Slaves of the Net, who was by Zhao Gao's side.
The Chaos God was bloodthirsty and cruel. He disdained to abide by any human rules. He could do anything to achieve his goal. Anyone who was targeted by him would die without any surprise.
The other black-robed men in bamboo hats were the terrifying Network Organization, Great Qin's largest and most mysterious Assassin Organization.
Within the seven kingdoms, the net was like an invisible giant net that absorbed a large number of death-row prisoners and wandering swordsmen. After cruel and bloody training, they were trained into deadly poisonous thorns, like spiders hiding in the shadows of the Great Qin Empire, waiting for their prey to fall into the net.
The power of the Network spread throughout the seven countries, and within the seven countries, there were the minions of the Network. Back then, it was established for the Qin country to unify the world.
The Network only had targets and no friends. They only had missions, regardless of friendship. In their eyes, missions were more important than anything else, including their lives.
Unfortunately, the Network had always been under the control of Zhao Gao, especially the Six Sword Slaves of the Network, who were Zhao Gao's confidants.
Ying Zheng knew that the current net was beyond his control, and since it was beyond his control, there was no need for it to continue existing.
In the Great Qin Empire, he would not allow anything beyond his control to exist.
The person being chased by one of the Six Sword Slaves of the Network, Luan Shen, was a woman. This woman was wearing a tight dress that outlined her curvaceous figure. The top of the dress was black, but the sleeves were red. There were white patterns inlaid in the middle, and the bottom gradually turned from black to red.
Her long hair was tied up into two red ribbons and fell down her back. There was a silver hairpin on her head and a purple gem hanging on her forehead. Her long hair fell from one side of her face to her chest, full of charm.
She had a mature and charming face, especially her seductive eyes and her tender red lips. Coupled with her devilish figure, she exuded a mature charm that was filled with endless temptation and charm.
What left the deepest impression was her slender jade-like hands. Perhaps it was because she was using a cultivation technique, but her originally fair jade-like hands had become as red as flames, and strange silver patterns had appeared. Her nails were as black as ink, and it was extremely strange.
With just a glance, Ying Zheng recognized this woman. She was Great Si Ming, one of the five great elders of the Yin-Yang School.
Ying Zheng knew that although this Great Si Ming looked mature and charming, she was also ruthless and ruthless, killing people like flies. She was a true femme fatale, and one should not be fooled by her appearance, otherwise, one would not even know how they died.
Of course, although Great Si Ming was bloodthirsty and showed no mercy to anyone who wasn't a member of the Yin-Yang School, she didn't show any signs of discord within the Yin-Yang School. Instead, she was extremely respectful to her higher-ups, the Moon Goddesses and Xing Hun.
The fierce battle between Great Si Ming and the people from the Network continued. However, it was obvious that although Great Si Ming was quite powerful, the Network had more people than him. Moreover, they were all outlaws. Moreover, one of the Six Sword Slaves, Chaos God, was leading them. Great Si Ming had suffered many sword wounds all over his body. Even blood was flowing out of the corner of his mouth. Clearly, he had suffered more internal injuries.
"Despicable and shameless!" Great Si Ming couldn't help but curse. First, she was ambushed by the people from Chaos God and Network, and now, she was being bullied by them.
"I only care about the results, not the methods. You must die today!”Distracted God didn't seem to mind at all. This was also very much in line with his style.
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