Under the sky, the King of Qin was simple and open-minded, looking into the distant sky.

That hand was only a hundred feet away from the King of Qin, and the whole Tianyu seemed to be pressed down by his palms.

Endless waves of air came down from the sky, swelling everyone's clothes.

Meng Ao was wearing heavy armor and looked at the giant palms above the nine heavens with six thousand Qin Ruishi facing the wind and waves. Six thousand Qin crossbows were ready to go.

"Shoot the arrow!"

With Meng Ao's shout, thousands of arrows were fired at once.

The sharp arrows roared and shot towards the big hand that was like a god and a demon.

Meng Ao's eyes were not full of struggle for victory, nor did he fear for defeat.

Some struggles do not really mean to break the dilemma, but to show an attitude, an unyielding attitude.

Even desperate situations cannot destroy my backbone.

The sharp arrow shot on the giant palm of the sky and was directly bounced down.

It did not delay the movement of the giant palm at all.

The giant palm covering the sky fell down with cloud energy and the momentum of annihilation of the world.

The top of the Qin Palace, the highest Qin King Palace in Xianyang City, collapsed without any decent resistance under the giant palm.

"Boom!"

The earth is shaking.

The collapse of the palace swept across the Qin King.

The King of Qin stood in front of the smoke and dust, and said lightly.

"General Meng, you must not die, and the imperial edicts must not be lost, otherwise the Qin Dynasty will be in chaos."

"Go down and assist the new king!"

Meng Ao glanced at the Qin King in front of him, lowered his head and responded, and then bowed to the end and said goodbye to the Qin King.

"King Qin is gone!"

Those who see a person's courage are dangerous; those who see a person's responsibility are desperate.

The current Qin King has made little achievements during the time of the crown prince, and even indulged in lust and depravity.

But with his current responsibility, he is worthy of the position of King Qin.

After a bow, Meng Ao turned around and jumped off the platform.

Standing on the highest platform of Qin, the King of Qin closed his eyes calmly.

Waiting quietly for the arrival of fate.

He murmured to himself:

"Zi Chu, Qin will be defeated by you from now on."

All the towering temples collapsed, and the sound of the broken beams and woods on the earth was connected together, and even the King of Qin was covered by smoke and dust.

Meng Ao looked at the palace gate, but he did not see the figure in the end.

"withdraw!"

Meng Ao let out a last roar.

Just when the overall situation is almost settled and at a critical moment.

Outside the Qin Palace, horses neighed.

A car rushed in after crashing open the palace gate.

The moment the car stopped, the young master Zichu, dressed in plain clothes, jumped off the car and didn't have time to tidy up his clothes.

He bowed to the end.

"Mr. Chunqiu, Zichu is willing to seek death for his father."

Zi Chu's forehead was already covered with blood. Among the six thousand Qin Ruishi, he roared out of the sky.

The hissing sound echoed throughout the Xianyang Palace.

In an instant, the giant palm dissipated into thick fog, rushed to the ground, splashing thick waves of fog on the ground.

For a moment, in the Qin Palace, he could not see his five fingers.

"Die on behalf of others?"

Suddenly, a sound rang over the Qin Palace.

It shocked the entire Qin Palace.

Outside Xianyang City, there was already a bloodstain in Li Chunqiu's hand under his sleeves.

But he still did not stop the technique of using the general trend of the world.

On the stone tablet of the Lingtai World, endless momentum was triggered by Li Chunqiu.

The overloaded operation supported the spirit of this immortal.

In Xianyang City, in front of the Qin Palace, no one would question him, the immortal.

In front of thousands of people, Li Chunqiu's voice sounded again, as if he was questioning, but also as if he was reminded.

"Is it worth it for only one year of spring and autumn?"

The voice was faint indifference. Even though he was not seen, Meng Ao could believe that the figure must be like a god or a demon.

On the square, Young Master Zichu knelt on his legs, looked up at the sky, and shouted:

"If your parents have something to do, your son will accept his hard work. Since you have given birth to me, I will repay you."

Looking at the young master kneeling on the ground, the veteran general Meng Ao was moved.

He had been based on orders throughout his life, but at this moment he decided to resist his life.

Unlocked the rope and took off the armor. Meng Ao wore a robe and whispered:

"If the king has something to do, the ministers will accept his hard work. I will repay him. Meng Ao, and I am willing to serve life and death!"

"I wish to serve life and death!"

Six thousand sharp men, looking at each other, no one stood.

In front of the Qin Palace, the King of Qin fell to the ground except for the King of Qin.

At this time, a carriage of horses rushed into Xianyang City again. Lady Huayang went down from the carriage of horses, strode up the steps, and knelt in front of the King of Qin.

"The king, life is different at the same time, death is the same cave. I don't want to survive."

"Why do you have to?"

The King of Qin smiled.

He only had a life of lust and joy, and had no achievements, but at this moment, this life was worth it.

The voice above the sky was silent.

At this time, Zhao Ji and Zhao Zheng walked slowly down in the carriage of Prince Zichu.

Zhao Zheng and Zhao Ji walked to Zichu and knelt on the ground together.

"Sir, Zhao Zheng is willing to exchange his grandfather and his father's lives for two wishes."

Among the six thousand soldiers carrying heavy armor, before the King of Qin, and beside Zichu.

Zhao Zhengyi bowed to the end.

What is character?

Wind is the energy of movement; bone is the thought of birth.

It can support a country and a nation, standing for thousands of years without falling.

There is no imperial family for thousands of years, but there is a thousand-year-old nation.

Li Chunqiu felt the character he had pursued here.

A scholar dies for his confidant.

Although the heart is touched, Li Chunqiu's words are still unpredictable.

"Two wishes are exchanged?"

The people in the sky seemed to be chuckling.

"I ask you, this is your true wish, no one will teach you?"

The sound above the sky was as powerful as a prison, making everyone tremble.

But the weak body, who was only ten years old, was unshakable.

"My father taught me, and I wish it."
To be continued...