Chapter 42: I want all my descendants to be like dragons, and there should be only one empire in the world, and that is the Qin Empire!
Two days later.

Outside Xianyang City.

A man with a sturdy build, rough and bold features, deep features, dark skin, and needle-like hair stopped here.

There are many scars on his face and body, as well as more than a dozen tattoos!

Behind the man, he was carrying a huge broadsword, which was particularly eye-catching.

Even if he stood there quietly, he could clearly feel a terrifying sense of oppression!
His eyes were fierce, like a ghost from purgatory.

He is none other than Sheng Qi, who is known as the Ghost Swordsman in the martial arts world!

Shengqi stood outside Xianyang, looking at the towering city, with a playful smile on his lips.

Obviously he came here with a purpose!

then.

He took a step forward and walked towards Xianyang city.

When we arrived at the city gate.

Two soldiers guarding the city immediately came over vigilantly.

They looked at Shengqi, their eyes full of vigilance and confusion.

"Who are you? Why are you in town?"

Shengqi glanced at them calmly and did not answer.

Followed by.

He stretched out his big hand like a palm leaf fan, grabbed one of the soldiers by the collar and lifted him up.

"Hey! What...what are you doing?!"

When the other soldier saw this, his face turned pale instantly and his voice began to tremble.

And the soldier in Shengqi's hand.

Let it struggle however it wants.

Shengqi's arms were like steel clamps that held him tightly, not moving at all!

Just as another soldier was about to draw his weapon and step forward to rescue.

Following Shengqi's glare.

He was immediately scared away.

Shengqi glanced at the guard in his hand calmly.

It looked like he was about to be squeezed to death by himself.

He then let go of his hand.

The soldier suddenly collapsed to the ground like mud, gasping for breath.

Shengqi did not stop. He walked into Xianyang City with steady steps.

behind him.

There was the sound of the soldier's terrified cry and the footsteps of another soldier hurrying to report to the centurion.

Shengqi seemed to be oblivious to all this.

He walked on the streets of Xianyang City with a firm and deep gaze.

The people in Xianyang city all moved away.

Looking at this burly stranger with fierce eyes.

My heart is full of anxiety and curiosity!

at the same time.

Kylin Hall.

Lin Xuan listened to Zhang Han's report.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Ever since he asked Zhang Han to spread the news that Ying Zheng was about to have a bone transplant to prolong his life.

Just two days.

Countless strange people from the martial arts world came to Xianyang.

Among these strange people in the world.

There are people from various schools of thought, as well as remnants of the Six Kingdoms.

Of course, there were also people who came to watch the show.

Because they all guessed it.

Something big is about to happen in Xianyang!
In this.

There are many smart people who have already seen the truth behind this.

They understood the news released from the Xianyang Palace this time.

It's just a bait!
The purpose is to attract those forces who want the empire to fall.

however.

even so.

There are still many people who choose to step into this storm without hesitation.

for them.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Once they miss the opportunity, and Ying Zheng succeeds in prolonging his life, it will become much more difficult for them to overthrow the rule of the tyrannical Qin Dynasty!

Therefore, many people came here with the determination to die.

They knew that this might be their only chance to prevent Ying Zheng from successfully extending his life!
"My Lord, how should we deal with these people?"

Zhang Han asked.

A trace of solemnity can be seen in his brows. After all, if it continues like this.

The situation in Xianyang city is difficult to control!

Lin Xuan heard this and waved his hand nonchalantly.

“No need to deal with it.”

"When the time comes, they will come to you."

"All we need to do is sit back and wait."

Lin Xuan’s words shocked Zhang Han.

Especially that calm and composed aura.

It also made Zhang Han vaguely feel that he had already won it!
then.

Lin Xuan asked Zhang Han to leave.

Continue to collect intelligence.

And himself.

Then he left the Qilin Hall.

Heading towards the Qin Palace where Ying Zheng was.

along the way.

The guards in the palace were obviously much stricter than before.

Outside the Qin Palace.

The original guard deployment has been increased from one post every ten steps and one sentry every five steps to one post every five steps and one sentry every three steps.

There is hardly any space for outsiders to get close.

With such tight defense, even a fly would find it difficult to fly in.

More importantly!

These guarding soldiers are not ordinary palace guards, but Great Snow Dragon Riders!

They had experienced the brutal baptism of battle and were completely different from the pampered palace guards.

The execution and combat capabilities of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry are far beyond the reach of ordinary armies.

Their presence greatly ensures the safety of the palace.

This is why.

The reason why Lin Xuan was not panicked at all.

It is guarded by the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry led by Chen Zhibao.

In addition, there are the Jinyiwei and Yu Huatian's Western Factory as assistance.

Plus Zhang Han’s secret guards.

This combination can handle almost any challenge!
Besides!

And the big boss himself is here in person!

He doesn't know how to lose!
As long as these 'sewer filth' dare to come!
Lin Xuan didn't mind inviting them all into his Human Emperor Banner for a chat!
Soon.

Lin Xuan came to the Qin Palace.

He walked closer to the dragon bed and carefully felt the breath in Ying Zheng's body.

Now, Ying Zheng's breath has returned to normal, and the golden light emanating from his body seems to have merged with him.

This is obviously a good sign!

Looking at Ying Zheng lying peacefully on the dragon bed.

An inexplicable fluctuation flashed across Lin Xuan's pupils.

His thoughts went back to the beginning of his journey.

I was penniless at that time.

But he happened to meet Ying Zheng.

It was Ying Zheng who gave him all the money he had.

At that time, Ying Zheng had not yet taken power.

The power of the court is still in the hands of Lu Buwei.

It was he who helped Ying Zheng regain his power step by step!
He even predicted in advance a series of events that would be caused by Lao Ai, Marquis of Changxin.

In the end, Ying Zheng sat firmly on the throne of the Qin Empire!

It was also from that time.

Ying Zheng and he were like friends and could talk about anything.

in a blink.

Twenty years passed.

As history has shown, the Qin Dynasty achieved great unification.

But just as history had shown, Ying Zheng fell ill and died in the 37th year.

Logically speaking.

Ying Zheng probably died of illness during his fifth tour to the east, that is, in Shazhou.

But since Lin Xuan already has the power to rewrite history.

He would certainly not allow such a tragedy that would be criticized by future generations to happen again!
The prophecy of the death of Qin II was nothing but empty talk in his eyes.

He will break the shackles of fate with his own hands!

Get them all out!
He wants the Qin Dynasty to last forever!

He wants Ying Zheng to be like himself!
Live long and long, and last forever!
We must plant the black dragon flag of the Qin Dynasty on every inch of land in the world!

We want all the Chinese descendants in the future to be like dragons!
There should be only one empire in the world!
That is the Qin State!
(End of this chapter)