Chapter 311 Soul Changing

Zilanxuan!

The place that used to be brightly lit and filled with dancing sounds had become cold and desolate even before the distant horns reached Xianyang.

Almost at the same moment, a large number of gangsters attacked Zilanxuan. At this moment, the lieutenant army stationed in Xianyang seemed to have not seen it and ignored it.

Blood and corpses filled the Zilan Pavilion. Zi Nu and Yan Lingji were back to back, facing the unclear gangsters around them.

These people rushed in, neither for wealth nor for sex. They did everything they could to kill the visible target in front of them. Obviously, they are not ordinary gangsters.

"Can you still hold on?"

Zi Nu held the red sword in her hand and asked Yan Lingji behind her.

"There are too many of these people."

Yan Lingji's words made Zi Nu smile. She waved the soft sword in her hand and smashed the neck of the oncoming villain.

"If you can't hold it anymore, can you leave first?"

Zi Nu's words made Yan Lingji hum. She waved the fire hairpin in her hand and pierced the stranger's neck, killing him in one fell swoop.

"I'm just afraid that if I really take action, you will regret it."

"You can do whatever you want without considering my feelings!"

As soon as Zi Nu finished speaking, Yan Lingji jumped into the circle surrounded by these gangsters.

Yan Lingji smiled evilly, and faced the swords that were slashing at her, the fire hairpin in her hand danced gently. The flames danced with Yan Lingji's figure, and a huge fire storm formed around Yan Lingji, and soon swept away everything, including those who wanted to kill her.

As the fire storm formed, Zi Nu opened her eyes wide. Then, her first thing was not to face the enemy, but to instruct her sisters to move quickly.

There were wailing sounds one after another, and the flames involved a large number of gangsters, turning them into charcoal. But Yan Lingji, who was in the center of the fire storm, was dancing gently, her dance was getting more and more joyful!

This little bitch must have done it on purpose! She just wanted to destroy Zilanxuan.

Zi Nu gritted her teeth, looked at the growing fire, snorted angrily, and finally put the blame on Zhao Shuang.

Zhao Shuang, this bastard, always attracts some naughty vixens.

Mountain Inn.

Ling Qi fell to the ground, watching Zhao Shuang slowly eating his meal, a pent-up anger growing stronger and stronger.

It was not that Ling Qi had never thought of calling for help, but it seemed that no one in this heavily guarded courtyard could hear his voice.

But what made Qi most angry was not these, but Zhao Shuang's behavior at this time.

He was sitting there, holding a bowl with rice in his hand and vegetables in front of him, eating slowly. From time to time, a fat man would come over with a smile and a freshly cooked dish.

When the anger reaches a certain level, Ling Qi is about to explode.

"Have you eaten enough?"

However, the two girls next to Zhao Shuang stole his words, which made Ling Qi feel even more aggrieved.

"You guys should try it too, this guy's small stove is quite good. Rice from the water town of Chu State, ducks from Dukang of Yan State, yellow sheep from Saibei, and fine wine from Guanzhong."

Having said this, Zhao Shuang looked at Ling Qi with a smile on his face.

"Are you really enjoying it?"

Then, Zhao Shuang started eating again.

Looking at Zhao Shuang's appearance, Ling Qi felt that time passed very long.

The sound of arrows whistling in his ears never stopped, until the sound of hurried footsteps outside sounded, letting a glimmer of hope appear on Ling Qi's face.

However, the next voice completely extinguished this hope.

"My Lord, the surrounding enemy troops have been cleared. However, there are still 400 enemy soldiers and two teams of swordsmen in the net a few miles away."

"Send a signal to lure them over and kill them on the spot!"

"promise!"

With only a hundred guards, he wanted to kill four times as many enemies, and he had just gone through a big battle... Ling Qi originally thought that this was a fantasy, but such a scene made Ling Qi's sarcastic words unable to come out of his mouth.

Zhao Shuang was still eating there, very seriously. Ling Qi's ears only heard the sounds of a few fights, and his thoughts became a little confused.

Nothing is weirder than what is happening in front of me... the boy who is eating, the two impatient girls... the fierce fighting sounds outside... the smiling fat man holding the fragrant dishes... the gradually getting stronger smell of blood... Everything was intertwined, making Ling Qi's heart filled with a sense of humiliation.

He desperately wanted this nightmare to end at this moment, until the boy finally finished his meal and patted his belly.

"How can you eat with such a strong smell of blood?"

Concubine Yan covered her nose and looked at Zhao Shuang with some disgust, but she heard him smile.

"Small scene, when I was at war, where didn't I eat?"

then? fight?

Zhao Shuang's words brought Ling Qi back to reality and he opened his mouth to question.

"Han Yangjun, you have never led an army since you were granted the title. When did you fight in a war?"

Zhao Shuang scratched his head and seemed to realize that someone else was here.

"Is this the doctor, Ling Qi?"

It seemed that this was the first time that Zhao Shuang met the core figure of Lao Ai's rebel team.

"Zhao Shuang, don't be complacent. Even if you are lucky enough to defeat me, there are still tens of thousands of Marquis troops near Yongcheng, and tens of thousands of Rong and Di troops in Beidi and Longxi. The total number is 100,000. You What use can one hundred people do!”

Zhao Shuang smiled and looked at Ling Qi.

"Do you know how you lost?"

"you--"

Ling Qi was speechless. He really didn't know how he had more than a thousand people and hundreds of swordsmen in his net, how were they eliminated by Zhao Shuang?

"This place is so remote that there is only one inn. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack. There are many narrow and circuitous mountain roads around it, making it easy for troops to fight. As long as your luggage is destroyed, this inn full of food and grass will become your only inn. The choice; and as long as you choose this inn, you have entered the battlefield that I have set up for you in advance."

Zhao Shuang patted his belly and stood up.

"What's the use of having more soldiers? How can you be invincible?"

Ling Qi looked at Zhao Shuang at this time and suddenly said something incomprehensible.

"You are not Zhao Shuang!"

Zhao Shuang glanced at Ling Qi, took a few steps forward, and stretched his muscles.

"You are like this, and Lao Ai is like this too!"

"What do you mean?"

"Why did King Qin choose to settle in Qinian Palace? There are so many ancient capitals in Qin, so why did he choose to hold the crown ceremony in Yongcheng?"

"you you…"

Ling Qi seemed to understand something, and his heart was filled with fear.

"Lao Ai has already fallen into the battlefield set up for him, but he doesn't know it. What's the use of tens of thousands of troops?"

"Then why did you keep me?"

Ling Qi shouted, and at this moment he just wanted to die.

"The Yin-Yang family's art of changing souls is very superb. I wonder, have you learned it yet?"

"I just knew there was nothing good going on. What do you want to know?"

"Lao Ai's troop deployment and food and grass distribution."

As Zhao Shuang finished speaking, Ling Qizheng saw the two pretty girls walking towards him, like demons. Then, as the threads manipulated by their hands seeped into his mind, he could no longer control anything.