What was that?
Ying Ziling's words stunned everyone present.
At this moment, Zhao Gao thought that he had heard wrongly.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the young man standing in front of him.
"What's wrong? Lord Zhao Gao, did you not hear what I said? Or do you think that I, Ying Ziling, as the Prince of Great Qin, can't command you anymore?”
Ying Ziling knew that Zhao Gao had already decided to kill him.
But Ying Ziling didn't care.
Zhao Gao supported the eighteenth prince, Huhai, so he would definitely help Huhai clear all the obstacles in his way.
In history, even the Eldest Young Master Fu Su, who had Meng Tian's support, was no match for Zhao Gao in the end. As for the other princes, they were like fish on Zhao Gao's chopping board.
This was happening in front of a large crowd in Xianyang, with countless pairs of eyes watching.
It could be said that Yang Ling wanted to take advantage of this public scene to humiliate Zhao Gao, this castrated dog. F * ck, he actually dared to poison him.
Moreover, if it wasn't for Zhao Gao messing around inside, the huge Great Qin Empire wouldn't have collapsed so quickly!
Ying Ziling quickly got into character. He was now Ying Ziling, Great Qin's Thirteenth Young Master.
He and his father, the Ancestral Dragon, were bound together.
He didn't want to see the grand unification built by the six generations of Qin fall apart in a short period of time.
"No, I wouldn't dare…"
At this moment, Zhao Gao's face was cold, and his heart was filled with doubts.
However, Zhao Gao immediately put on a smile and walked toward Ying Ziling on his knees.
" Thirteenth Young Master, I don't know…"
Pa!
Just as Zhao Gao was kneeling in front of Ying Ziling and was about to raise his head to speak, he was met with a slap.
A red mark immediately appeared on Zhao Gao's fair face.
"You…"
Zhao Gao immediately covered his face and looked at Ying Ziling in shock.
It was also at this moment that six shadows suddenly appeared around Yang Ling, surrounding Ying Ziling in the middle.
It was the Six Sword Slaves!
Ying Ziling was instantly enveloped by a cold aura.
Even though he did not draw his sword, Yang Ling could already feel that the air around him was extremely cold.
"What's wrong? Zhao Gao…you…want to kill me?”
However, Ying Ziling didn't care at all. Instead, he sneered and looked at Zhao Gao, who was still kneeling on the ground.
"Stand down…Don't be rude to the Thirteenth Young Master!”
At this moment, Zhao Gao could already see a few people standing on the high wall not far away. The leader of the Shadow Secret Guards, Zhang Han, was among them.
Moreover, even if these people did not appear, he did not dare to make any moves.
After all, Ying Ziling was the Great Qin's 13th Young Master.
Just as the Six Sword Slaves retreated, Yang Ling lifted his leg and kicked Zhao Gao's fair face, causing blood to flow from his nose.
Then, without waiting for Zhao Gao to speak, he leaped forward and rode on Zhao Gao's body. He pressed him to the ground and punched Zhao Gao's face.
At this moment, Zhao Gao was completely dumbfounded!
An unknown fire rose in his heart, and his determination to kill him was overwhelming. However, he didn't even dare to use his internal energy at this moment. He was afraid that if he shook Ying Ziling, he would injure him or kill him.
If that was the case, he would really have no chance of living.
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
When had they ever seen Zhao Gao being beaten up like this?
Even the Six Sword Slaves were frowning.
Zhang Han, who was standing on the city wall, had a confused look in his eyes. He couldn't help but feel curious about Ying Ziling.
As the leader of the Shadow Secret Guards, Zhang Han knew the situation of these princes and princesses.
The Thirteenth Young Master, Ying Ziling, was sick all year round, and the servant who stayed at his place last night had mysteriously disappeared. Zhang Han hadn't investigated this yet, but he saw this scene early in the morning?
The Thirteenth Young Master didn't look like he had been plagued by illness all year round.
……
" Thirteenth Young Master, Thirteenth Young Master…Please stop, I…"
Bang!
Before Zhao Gao could finish his sentence, Ying Ziling kicked him again.
Even though Zhao Gao had profound internal energy, he didn't dare to use it when Ying Ziling was beating him up, so he was screaming in pain.
Moreover, Ying Ziling's attacks were all violent. Zhao Gao's face was already deformed from the blows, and there were footprints all over his body. His tall hat had also been sent flying, and his long hair was in a mess.
Why hasn't the system reward arrived yet?
Could it be that he didn't hit her hard enough?
Or did he not fight for long enough?
Just as Ying Ziling was feeling suspicious…
Suddenly, he said,"
Ding! Quest completed!
He had obtained a heaven-grade pill, a nine-holed golden pill, and a set of supreme sword technique, the Divine Sword Technique. They had been placed in the system space and could be used to cultivate at any time.
A cold, mechanical voice rang out in Ying Ziling's mind.
"Haha, in place!"
As he spoke, Ying Ziling glanced at Zhao Gao, who was kneeling on the ground in a sorry state. He snorted coldly,"
"Let's call it a day.”
"If you dare to show off in front of me again, I'll beat you up every time I see you, understand?”
Ying Ziling immediately ran towards her own residence.
F * ck…
Ying Ziling didn't have the time to stay here any longer!
He had to quickly taste the Nine-Orifice Golden Core and cultivate that awesome Divine Sword Technique…
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