Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

"Brother Gai, I have delivered your achievements, please take care of the rest."

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"Why did you come?"

A voice sounded from behind Ge Nie.

Jing Ke raised his eyes and saw the figure in the white robe.

"gentlemen···"

He coughed while speaking, and his chest was pierced by the sword, but he couldn't live for long.

What's more, he himself was seriously injured.

Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "For the sake of the people of all the countries, we must stop the tyranny of Qin."

After a moment of silence, Gu Nan's voice came from under the mask: "You are not for the people of the nations."

"It's just for your own private thoughts."

Jing Ke's expression was startled, and he murmured: "Qin's attack on other countries has left many families displaced."

His expression was in a trance, as if recalling the woman.

"Then without the tyranny you talk about, will the world really be stable?"

Gu Nan asked calmly, but Jing Ke didn't answer.

"This world is so big, have you and I really seen it clearly?"

"Again, can my eyes really see clearly?"

"This, home, country, and the world."

Jing Ke raised his neck vigorously, the scorching sun was dazzling.

"Home, country, world..."

Something condensed on the face, making people uncomfortable, it must be blood.

Gai Nie has not spoken, just listened quietly.

"Sir, does your hand hurt?"

For no reason, Jing Ke asked.

Gu Nan looked at his hands.

"pain."

"Then why, I don't see you screaming for pain?" Jing Ke's voice was intermittent.

Blood dripped on the ground, Gu Nan said, "I'm used to it."

"I'm in pain too, but if I shout out, I lose my courage."

Jing Ke grinned.

"It hurts."

"I really want to see them again..."

The voice became softer and softer, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

Footsteps and voices came from the distance of the palace. It was the summoned guards, coming from all directions.

Chaotic footsteps stepped in along the mess.

Chapter 2: How many people are not

The figure under the lamp swayed slightly, Ying Zheng stood on the railing with his hands behind his back, and the clouds drifted away in the twilight.

In the sky, one can vaguely see that the stars and the moon are with the sun that is about to set, and the golden chirping of the chirping watch in the distance has stopped, and it is almost nightfall.

The old tree branches beside the railing move lightly, as if playing with the twilight.

With his hands on the railing, he looked down at his chest.

At the meeting today, the sword came straight at him.

He really felt the feeling that at the moment of life and death, he would die the next moment.

Human life is really fragile.

Will I die one day too?

He raised his head and looked at the picturesque mountains and rivers in the twilight.In this spring and autumn, between solitude.

His eyes are looking at the country, but it seems that he is not looking at the country.

He thought of the hand holding the blade, and the face that seemed unchanged at sunset.

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Gai Nie walked between the courts with his sword in hand, and now he is named King Sword Master.

In the past few days, his name has been widely circulated outside. It is said that this man's swordsmanship is superb. With a single sword, he used an ordinary sharp sword to cut off what was called one of the three fierce swords in the world by the sword master Feng Huzi. Canhong, the assassin's sword, killed the assassin Jing Ke who stabbed the mourning general.

Known as the number one swordsman in the Great Qin Dynasty, some even called him the Sword Master.In the beginning, many people came to his door and asked him to meet Yijian.

Of course, he didn't pay too much attention to these things, but at this moment he was concentrating on one thing.

Found a pendant in the palace.

He has been searching in this palace for several days, it can be said that he has been to most of the palace.

There are no women with children in this palace.

White flowers bloomed on both sides of the road, and Gai Nie walked on the road, his footsteps were neither light nor heavy.

There was a sound of trotting in the distance, and Ge Nie stopped, holding his sword and standing there.

A boy in a black robe was running past him holding a white flower branch.

Ge Nie saw a rope around his neck.

"Wait a moment."