Zombie: I made the immortal uncle Jiu by making clay figures

The emperor came on the stage, sat on a wooden chair, raised the pearl beam, and looked at the clowns. However, there was only one beautiful woman who looked very charming, and she was still very charming.

Justin protests.

I'm a little scared and uneasy.

How did this ancestor grow up like this? He has been dead for two thousand years. Why hasn't his flesh rotted? Let her pour me some wine.

too ugly.

"Yu Ji, why are you still standing there? Our emperor is drinking."

Tingting took out the wine burned with yellow talismans in a very majestic manner and poured it into Qingtong's cup naturally.

"Beauty, why are you scared? Is this wine poisonous?

Green faces and fangs are not ironic.

"Beauty, drink first."

The Emperor brought the drink directly to her lips.

"I can not."

Justin quickly pushed me away, supported me, and gradually walked down from the stage.

"Be bold."

Luochuan was afraid to see Justin. For the wise Qin Shihuang, this did not bother him, but reminded him of the scene when Jing Ke stabbed Qin.

As expected, Gao Jianli's drunkard beat people.

A scene passed by his eyes.

"Calm down, King. She doesn't have to drink, and I can drink too."

Luo Chuan played with the sword in his hand and walked up to him.

"Engine, you are truly my loyalty. Then this wine is for you, so that you can stay with me forever."

Seeing the blue-faced, fanged king, a drop of saliva came out of his mouth.

Greenery.

What is this ghost?

Eternal life is not about injecting a drop of tooth blood into someone else's body. Why did you come to him to read u books? It's green spit.

Two thousand years of spit.

What does that smell like?

Luochuan stared at the green drink.

Is there green wine in this world?

Green wine, is it green?

"Ai Qing, why don't you drink?"

The emperor was very angry at first.

"Is everyone a traitor? When I was in Qin, the country was not in chaos. I drove away the Tatars and pacified the seven kingdoms. Who is my opponent?"

The emperor suddenly drew his heavenly sword and struck the corner of the table.

Click!

The corner of the table fell off.

Plane the iron until it becomes like mud.

"My Lord, it is very difficult to be in two places at once, so will I dictate these matters?"

Ah!

To shut up.

Drink it up now.

The zombie said helplessly: "Your Majesty, can you give me a drop of blood? Then you and I will become brothers."

Pooh!

"You are delusional. Please spit. You can live forever. Do you want to be my descendant? You are not worthy!"

Luochuan was speechless as he looked at Qin Shihuang's back.

Where does your confidence come from?

Wasn't he bitten by Cui Fu? That's why he looks down on people.

Chapter 231 This is Domineering

That's right.

Where did Xu Fu go? Why haven't you seen him in all these years? Is it really not necessary to go to Japan? I will follow the example of the late emperor and get the Buddha.

What a shame!

"Are you drinking?"

"drink."

Xu Bushi's zombie clone, a conservative person.

That one has a slightly sweet taste.

What are you doing

Luochuan appeared - a series of slanders.

Don't zombies lose their sense of taste?

Although the food has no taste, it lives on drinking blood.

You can also learn from moonlight.

Are you kidding me?

Zombie, where do you get all these expressions?

"My dear Lan, I must have recognized you correctly. You are a good courtier. Step down. I am at your service, beautiful lady. What else are you doing down there?"

The emperor suddenly overturned the table.

I have to take off my clothes.

Snapped!

Luochuan stared at Qin Shihuang's back with a little surprise. You haven't lost your beauty over the years. How could you think of such a thing? Not old?

Think of yourself as a young person.

Their bodies are decayed and their minds are filled with vicissitudes.

Why are you still lustful?

are you a man?

"Your Majesty, wait a moment. I have a paper to report."

The emperor looked at Luochuan's clone grimly. Does your child know nothing? Although he is very diligent, it is night now.

There's no time for that.

I'm pregnant with beauty. And I have.

There is nothing else to see about the throne.

"Roll your calves."

"Your Majesty, the King of Yan sent someone to contribute the protection map of Yan. Your Majesty, you can subdue Yan without a bloody battle."

Luochuan racked his brains, hoping to use the historical essays he had read to persuade Qin Shihuang and awaken his dusty memories. In this case, can he follow the example of Jing Ke and stab the King of Qin?

if that's the case.

To make his movements more convenient, just pick up the Heavenly Sword on the table and stab it straight into his heart?

Ok!

The emperor seemed to have thought of something.

I just stared at Xu Bu Si.

"Ai Qing, go take a picture."

At first, the emperor couldn't wait. His greatest wish in life was to unify the Central Plains. The opportunity was right in front of him. Why did he give up, and will the beauty come back?

Still important.

Luochuan slowly opened the scroll.

In fact, there is a fake dagger hidden inside.

Since it won't die, let alone bronze skin, it's a zombie with bones.

Life is like a play, it depends on the performance.

"Wait a minute." Luochuan stared at the First Emperor in surprise.

Can't remember; let's go.

What a dilemma.

Are you still alive?

"Since the traitor dared to murder the king."

A thunderous condemnation.

The Emperor avoided the scroll.

The result is a blank.

"Look at that sword."

Luochuan grabbed the Heavenly Sword on the table and wanted to stab Qin Shihuang's heart.

If you just like him, he's fine, but he is. He's livid, fanged, and unhinged.

He's really hard.

Sometimes he is melancholy like a poet, looking at invisible mountains, then cheerful, and sometimes he becomes overbearing, wanting everything.

"You actually stabbed the king. Who will help me catch this traitor to the king."

The emperor was furious and tore the scroll in two with his hands easily, causing dust to fly. Luochuan swung his sword and stabbed.

It's nothing.

I regret.

Where's his Italian gun? Give him an injection and see how arrogant he is.

Uncle Jiu directly took out Huangfu and stuck it behind him, lighting the wildfire.

"Brother, don't save money at this time. If you are lucky, please serve the king. Otherwise, none of us can escape."

Luochuan felt a little regretful.

It's okay to anger a monster like this.

Jie Jie!

Laughter comes like a wave.

The female flowers are quite scattered.

The yellow words were all pasted on his body, wrapped in a rice dumpling.

The emperor did not move at first.

Luochuan stood in the sky holding the Heavenly Sword.

"Everyone move aside and watch me chop this hypocritical pot with my sword."

Luo Chuan snorted coldly, rushed into the air, and the tip of his sword pierced into Qin Shi Huang's throat. I thought he was in the position of the four brothers, but he knew the key to the infighting.