Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Li Lianying drank a lot of alcohol and talked nonsense. He even knelt down and begged Zheng Qian for mercy. He was indeed drunk.

However, Li Lianying knew that there was a reward for killing Zheng Qian, and the reward would be doubled if he were captured alive. He had also heard what Wu Xiaohai said.

Whether or not he gets a reward is another matter. Rescuing Zuo Han is a great achievement for him, and the position of general of the Qilin Army will very likely fall to him in the future.

Hidden in his sleeve was a poisoned arrow; this was Li Lianying's plan to kill Zheng Qian and save Zuo Han, which is why he didn't poison the food and wine.

Zheng Qian told him to put it away. He was first taken aback, then he pulled up his sleeve, revealing the arrow hidden in his sleeve, and hurriedly explained.

“Brother, I’m afraid of dying, so I always carry something to protect myself when I’m on a mission. If you think it’s inappropriate, then I’ll just throw it away.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Lianying took the arrow from his sleeve and threw it ten meters away.

This guy is quick-witted and thick-skinned; no wonder he was able to become Zuo Han's personal guard captain.

Zuo Han's expression remained unchanged. He knew Li Lianying well and naturally knew that Li Lianying wanted to save him. Frustrated, he took a swig of wine and remained silent.

I think I'll survive tonight, but I don't know if I'll be able to survive after Lu Chu comes back.

At the south gate of the palace, Feng Wuhen's 20,000 veteran soldiers still numbered 8,000. With the arrival of Li Mubai and his group, the powerful clans were quickly slaughtered and collapsed, leaving behind a field of corpses before fleeing for their lives.

"Brothers, the Qilin Army is gathered at the East Gate. General Zhu Ke's 10,000 soldiers will have a hard time resisting them. Follow me and help General Zhu Ke resist the Qilin Army."

With a loud roar, Feng Wuhen led more than 10,000 men toward the East Gate, where they encountered Zhu Ke, who had only 1,000 men.

"General Zhu, has the Qilin Army entered the palace?" Feng Wuhen asked anxiously. If the Qilin Army entered the palace, there wouldn't be enough of them to kill; the annihilation of the entire army was only a matter of time.

Zhu Ke looked embarrassed and explained, "Young friend Zheng Qian asked me to come and support you. He is holding off the Qilin Army all by himself."

"What? You're letting Zheng Qian face 100,000 Qilin soldiers all by himself?" Fan Tielan roared, "Zhu Ke, how can you be so cowardly and desert on the battlefield? If Zheng Qian is in any danger, I'll kill you."

Zhu Ke was even more embarrassed: "The Qilin Army only has 80,000, not 100,000. He sent me to support you, not for me to desert."

Feng Wuhen hurriedly said, "Everyone, don't worry. We're heading there now to support Zheng Qian. We absolutely cannot let the Qilin Army enter the palace and interfere with Senior Fan's killing of Empress Han."

thump... thump...

The sound of war drums traveled from the east gate to the south gate, accompanied by the battle cries of the Qilin Army, which made Feng Wuhen and his group move even faster.

"Brothers, charge! Drive the Qilin Army out of the palace!" Feng Wuhen roared. Zheng Qian couldn't possibly stop the 80,000 Qilin Army. He believed that the Qilin Army had already stormed into the palace and that Zheng Qian was being besieged and desperately needed their support.

After running a distance, the sound of war drums disappeared, and Feng Wuhen and his group became even more anxious.

They ran to the East Gate and saw from afar that the gate was tightly closed and the area outside the East Gate was quiet.

"It's over, Zheng Qian must have been caught." Fan Tielan looked ashen-faced. If anything happened to Zheng Qian, how would she live?

Mo Li looked anxious and flew over in a flash, then stopped in mid-air, staring dumbfounded at the scene outside the city gate.

Zheng Qian and Zuo Han drank the jar, then raised their heads and gulped it down. The four princes' faces were flushed from drinking, and Li Lianying was so drunk that he couldn't sit up and lay on the ground like a dead dog.

Not far away, multicolored poisons melted the corpses, and the rotting liquid mixed with blood to form streams, which then gathered into pools of blood. Not far away, 80,000 Qilin soldiers sat cross-legged on the ground, watching Zheng Qian and his six companions drink and eat meat.

"Zheng Qian, hang in there, we're coming."

Fan Tielan shouted and slammed the east gate open, then stood there dumbfounded.

She saw Zheng Qian just finish his drink and then pick up a lamb chop and start gnawing on it.

Feng Wuhen and Li Mubai's group were dumbfounded. We were fighting, and you guys were drinking and bragging.

Is General Zuo Han of the Qilin Army so easy to talk to?

Seeing that the multicolored poison behind Zheng Qian had rotted countless corpses into liquid and mixed with thick blood, they could no longer hold back.

vomit……

A group of people leaned against the door and the wall, vomiting up their leftover food. They would never forget this scene; it was just too cruel.

Zheng Qian munched on a lamb chop and waved to Fan Tielan and the others.

"What are you standing there for? Come and eat some lamb chops, they're delicious!"

Ugh... Fan Tielan was still holding on, but seeing Zheng Qian eating with relish, she bent over and vomited.

Mo Li landed on the city wall and silently looked at Zheng Qian.

So handsome, so cool.

Ugh... The Qilin Army started vomiting. They had already vomited before, and now seeing Fan Tielan and the others vomit, they couldn't help but start vomiting again, even bringing up bile.

"A bunch of country bumpkins, what's there to vomit about? It's not a big deal," Zheng Qian said with dissatisfaction, not noticing that he was gnawing on a lamb chop.

Dong Hao said helplessly, "Only you can eat this. We all have to use alcohol to suppress our stomachs, otherwise we would have vomited too."

"No!" Zheng Qian hurriedly said, "You mustn't throw up, otherwise this food will be wasted and no one will be able to eat it."

Li Sheng: "Hoeing the fields at noon, sweat drips onto the soil. Who knows that every grain in the bowl is the result of hard work?"

Zhu Qi: "Sow a single grain of millet in spring, reap ten thousand grains in autumn. There is no idle land under heaven, yet farmers still starve to death."

Liao Minyi: "Brother Zheng's two poems 'Sympathy for the Farmers' express the bitterness of the people. We will not waste food, but in this situation, we really can't eat."

Zheng Qian didn't mind and waved to Feng Wuhen and the others.

"Stop throwing up, come and eat lamb chops and drink some wine, or it'll get cold!"

Feng Wuhen, Li Mubai, and Mo Li were the only three who didn't vomit. Feng Wuhen was pale and forced himself not to. Li Mubai was so grief-stricken by Tian Jie's death that he couldn't vomit. Mo Li's focus was entirely on Zheng Qian, so she didn't vomit either.

Mo Li was very smart. She knew that the opening of the Twin Absolute Domains would be the day Zheng Qian left. If she didn't cherish the time to see him now, she would never have the chance again.

Feng Wuhen suppressed the urge to vomit, walked over to Zheng Qian and sat down, tore open the seal of a jar of wine and gulped down half of it.

Feng Wuhen picked up a lamb chop and began to eat it in large bites.

With the Lu family overthrown, the throne will fall to Feng Feiyang, the city lord of Wind City. Feng Wuhen will not become emperor, but he will become crown prince, since he planned the entire demon-hunting operation and prepared for it for five years.

Zheng Qian was the most outstanding young man he knew, and he wanted to learn from everything Zheng Qian did. If Zheng Qian could drink and eat meat calmly, he wanted to learn to do the same.

Only by keeping up with the strong can you gradually become stronger.

Besides, the crown prince was so frightened by his own planned actions before he even ascended the throne, how could he save face?

Zheng Qian patted Feng Wuhen on the back with satisfaction, "Well done, as expected of Feng Wuhen."

Feng Wuhen gagged, then rolled his neck and swallowed hard.

"This mutton is too gamey; it wasn't cleaned properly."

Li Mubai also walked over, tore off the seal, picked it up and said to Zheng Qian, "No need for thanks, I'll drink this jar of wine in one go."

Zheng Qian stood up, picked up a jar of wine, and clinked it against the jar in Li Mubai's hand.

"Live well."

The two tilted their heads back and downed the entire jar in one gulp.