Chapter 14: Conquering Quicksand
Ying Ziye casually threw a bean to Wei Zhuang. It was a magic bean given by the system. Any serious injury could be healed instantly after taking it.

Wei Zhuang swallowed it without hesitation without asking any questions. His decisiveness won him more praise from Ying Ziye.

He is a competent assistant, no, an excellent subordinate!
After the magic beans entered his stomach, Wei Zhuang suddenly felt an itch on the wound, as if millions of small ants were crawling on it.

In a moment.

Under Wei Zhuang's horrified gaze, every wound on his body healed miraculously and was as good as new!

Wei Zhuang stroked his intact skin and couldn't help but gasp!
Miraculous medicine!

The word exploded in his mind instantly.

Perhaps only elixir in the world can create such a miracle!

The Second Young Master...he...

Has he become an immortal already?

There was a bit more awe in Wei Zhuang's eyes when he looked at Ying Ziye, which was his respect for the immortal.

"Everyone, show up!"

"Your leader has surrendered, what is your choice?"

Ying Ziye's voice was like a loud bell, resounding in all directions, and the Quicksand members hiding in the dark could hear it clearly.

As a land immortal, how could the existence of several master-level warriors escape his perception?

Bai Feng, Yin Fu, Cang Lang Wang, Wushuang Gui and others realized that they had been discovered by Ying Ziye, and they stepped out of the shadows and climbed onto the city wall.

"Meet the Second Young Master!"

"We are willing to pledge our allegiance!"

The members of Liusha knelt on one knee to express their loyalty to Ying Ziye.

They witnessed Ying Ziye's strength with their own eyes, surrendered willingly, and felt honored for it!

Ying Ziye, the only immortal on land in the world, is like a legend standing on top of the mortal world.

In the Quicksand organization, everyone is subservient, except for one person who stands tall like a pine tree.

Her expression was filled with complex emotions, her eyes were fixed on Ying Ziye, a mixture of love and hate.

"Honglian, how are you?"

Ying Ziye looked at the red lotus in front of him, which was completely different from the one three years ago, and a faint sadness arose in his heart.

In my memory, she was wearing a white and pink court dress, her long flowing hair was adorned with silver hairpins, her face was as pure as a lotus emerging from the water, lively and lovely.

Now, everything has changed, including clothes, hairstyle, and even temperament and personality, which are completely different.

The once carefree princess has now become a cold-blooded killer.

The source of all these changes is him, Ying Ziye.

"Honglian is gone. That was the end you brought upon yourself!"

"Now, only Chi Lian exists!"

"Take the move!"

Chi Lian glared at Ying Ziye with hatred, with the Chi Lian sword in her hand pointing straight at his heart like a poisonous snake.

The clanging sound of swords seemed to be telling of endless resentment.

Wei Zhuang, Bai Feng, Yin Fu, Cang Lang Wang and others wanted to stop it, but they were suppressed by Ying Ziye's powerful aura and could not move.

Facing Chi Lian's sword, he did not defend himself and allowed it to stab him.

"Your Majesty!"

Everyone screamed in horror, however.
The tip of the sword stopped abruptly just an inch away from Ying Ziye's heart.

Chi Lian bit her lower lip tightly, her complicated eyes hiding her love for him, which made her unable to do anything.

"I owe you."

Ying Ziye said softly, his eyes full of pity and apology for Chi Lian.

With a clang, Chi Lian's sword fell to the ground. She sat down weakly, tears rolling down her cheeks like pearls from a broken string.

"Why?"

"Why you?"

"Woooooo~"

Chi Lian was grief-stricken, her eyes full of helplessness about her fate, having fallen deeply in love with someone she shouldn't have loved.

"Emperor Yu divided the nine provinces and founded the Xia Dynasty. Xia Jie was tyrannical, and Shang Tang rose to power. Shang Zhou was unjust, and the Zhou Emperor took his place. The Zhou Emperor was mediocre, and disputes among the nations followed."

"The war has lasted for a hundred years, and the time for unification has come."

"The Qin State complies with the will of heaven and sweeps across the world. It is unstoppable!"

"Han, Yan, Zhao, Wei, Qi, and Chu will all perish and merge into the territory of Qin, forming a unified empire!"

"Honglian, I feel deeply sorry for destroying Han, but I will never regret it."

"If you kill me out of revenge, I won't blame you."

Ying Ziye stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an unrivaled kingly aura.

The unification of the six kingdoms by the Qin Dynasty was a historical necessity. Although he felt guilty towards Honglian, he never regretted it.

Ying Ziye's words were like thunder, which not only shocked Honglian, but also were heard by everyone present. It was like a breeze that blew away the fog, making people's eyes suddenly clear.

The situation of the world is like the confluence of rivers. What lasts long will eventually split, and what lasts long will eventually come together. This is an irrefutable truth!

These words are like pearls falling on a plate, so powerful that they can be called a classic!
Wang Jian, Meng Wu, Nei Shiteng, Yan Fei, Wei Zhuang and others looked up at Ying Ziye who was standing on the top of the city wall. His kingly aura seemed to be able to swallow up the heaven and earth, which made people feel awe.

At this moment, they firmly believed that the Qin State would be able to conquer the world and unify the country, and this belief came from Ying Ziye!

"In fact, your father and brother are still safe."

Ying Ziye squatted down gently, wiped the tears from Honglian's cheeks, and whispered to her.

For her, family may be her only concern.

really.

Honglian's dull face suddenly brightened up, "Really?"

"Without a doubt!"

"I admire Han Fei's wisdom, especially his concept of rule of law, which is very consistent with the Qin State."

"I have long intended to recruit him and have him work for Daqin."

"But due to his special status, this matter will probably have to wait until the Qin Dynasty unifies the six kingdoms."

The arrival of Ying Ziye saved Han Fei's life, but instead imprisoned him in Qin prison. Ying Ziye planned to let Han Fei be in charge of Qin's legal system after unifying the world.

After all, Han Fei, the representative of the Legalists, was extremely talented.

However, the prerequisite for all this is that Han Fei is willing to devote all his efforts to the Qin Dynasty.

"I promise you!"

"I will follow you for now, hoping you can keep your promise."

Honglian stood up, wiped away her tears, walked quietly towards the people in Liusha, and chose to temporarily belong to Ying Ziye.

Her father and brother are her only relatives in this world and her hope for survival.

"Hey--"

"There are fifty strings of brocade strings for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of my good years."

"Zhuangzi dreamed of butterflies in the morning, and King Wang placed his love on the cuckoo."

"The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and jade produces smoke."

"This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at the time."

Looking at the red lotus, Ying Ziye couldn't help but think of his past stay in Han, and he couldn't help but recite Li Shangyin's "Brocade Zither", with emotion surging in his heart.

Things have changed, time has passed, and people are no longer the same, only memories linger in my heart.

When they heard the verses that Ying Ziye sang casually, talented people like Nei Shiteng, Yan Fei, Yue Shen, Wei Zhuang and others were all enlightened.

They had long heard that Ying Ziye was a talented writer, and seeing him today, they found that he was indeed worthy of the reputation!

It seems
He is not only the immortal in sword, but also the banished immortal in poetry!
"This feeling can be recalled, but it was so lost at that time, so lost." Honglian murmured Ying Ziye's poem, feeling the same way.

Among the people present, perhaps she was the only one who could understand the deep emotions in the poem.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for conquering the Quicksand, and the great Qin's national fortune has improved. ]

【award.】

(End of this chapter)