At the fourth watch of Xianyang Palace, the late autumn storm entered the inner court of the palace again.
Ying Yiren was in his final moments of consciousness.
Ying Zheng stood guard by the side of the collapsed building, feeling complicated emotions.
Finally, he was about to ascend to the throne.
It had been thirteen years since he came to this world.
Unlike the Ying Zheng in history, the Ying Zheng who had transmigrated had a strong body since he was young.
At the age of eight, he already had boundless strength. In Handan, he killed a hooligan who had caused trouble for his mother and son with a single punch.
At the age of ten, he was proficient in all eighteen weapons.
In order to return to Xianyang and inherit the throne, Ying Zheng had been preparing for thirteen years.
Zhao Ji wept from the side.
"My son Ying Zheng! Don't be sad." Ying Yiren panted heavily for a while, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He reached out his hand and pulled Ying Zheng over.
"The fork in the road is ahead, and the essence is broken. Great Qin's achievements could not be delayed, and the six countries…had to be destroyed!”
……
At this moment, Sister Zhou was broadcasting live at the former site of Xianyang Palace.
"Brothers, who dares to say that we are uncultured? The first stop was the place where the First Emperor lived. Let's go to the public screen!"
Pa!
A thunderbolt landed on her head. In the next second, her vision blurred and her phone was charred black.
But the live broadcast room was still there!
The mutated live broadcast room was right in front of her. She could see herself and the bullet comments.
He could also switch his perspective and become invisible at will.
"Brothers! Brothers, you might not believe it, but I wasn't struck to death by lightning. My phone was damaged, but the livestream room is still there!”
Sister Zhou showed her phone to the audience in the live broadcast room in surprise.
The live broadcast was still smooth, and she even adjusted the angle to the far corner.
Sister Zhou grinned foolishly. She was definitely going to be rich.
"Old woman, the situation doesn't seem right! Look at the surrounding buildings. Have they changed?”
"Damn it, old woman, you seem to have transmigrated. The surrounding buildings have become new. Look, someone is coming!”
"There are palace maids and eunuchs running over. Sister Zhou's situation is not right.”
The people in the live broadcast room were boiling with excitement. They could see much further than Sister Zhou.
It was still daytime outside the window, but in the blink of an eye, it was pitch black and there was the sound of heavy rain.
There were also palace maids and eunuchs wearing curved skirts running over from afar.
He had definitely transmigrated.
"F * ck, brothers, don't scare me. How can I transmigrate? I'm at the former site of Xianyang Palace.”
Sister Zhou shook her head.
Transmigration? It was impossible to transmigrate.
The big pillar that had just entered was still there.
Sister Zhou patted the palace pillar beside her hand and felt that something was wrong. New paint?
When she came, the pillar was already rotten!
Sister Zhou's face turned paler and paler, and a sense of fear welled up in her.
"It can't be."
"Really, old woman. Someone is already coming to catch you.”
"F * ck, where can you go if you directly transmigrate to Xianyang Palace?”
"Isn't this pure Yi Xiaochuan?"
The popularity of the live broadcast room immediately rose, and more and more bullet comments quickly appeared.
Sister Zhou looked at the bullet screen and her heart beat faster and faster. Her legs were a little weak.
She looked left and right.
As expected, someone had come!
But now, her legs were a little weak. She held onto the pillar and didn't know where to run.
At this moment, a group of palace servants appeared. They were shocked to see the strange woman dressed in strange clothes.
" Assassins!!!"
" Quick, come and catch the assassin!"
"I'm not an assassin." Sister Zhou still wanted to explain.
"F * ck, old woman, run! It's useless to explain!”
"What's the use of explaining at a time like this?”
"Is this the actor you found? Good reviews."
"Open the far corner and find a place where no one is running!”
"Hurry up!"
Sister Zhou's legs were weak, but she still gritted her teeth and ran.
"Left, left!"
"Quick, quick, quick. There's no one in the small hall in front.”
At this moment, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room soared from five million to ten million, and the number of followers rose from two million to 2.5 million.
The actual number of people exceeded 300,000.
Sister Zhou was so frightened that her eyes were filled with tears. She stared at the bullet screen and obediently ran to the left.
He reached out and pushed open the door to the room that his brother had mentioned.
Thud!
Because she was too scared, her legs went weak. She was blocked by the threshold when she entered the door and fell down.
"Hiss!" Sister Zhou gasped in pain.
However, what appeared in front of her immediately after.
Boom!
Sister Zhou's scalp went numb, and her mind rumbled. Her entire body trembled.
What did she see?
The screen in the live broadcast room went blank.
Everyone subconsciously held their breaths.
The flames flickered, and a tall black shadow appeared in front of Sister Zhou.
Sister Zhou was numb.
A long sword with a cold aura was placed across her neck. The coldness of the sword seemed to be piercing her skin.
There were two rows of guards in the same uniform standing in the room.
Everyone stared at her.
Silence.
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