Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"That's right."

Become even more noble than the Son of Heaven, the Supreme, the Emperor.

It seems a little unaccustomed to call yourself a temporary change after so many years, but it is necessary to separate the old era from the new era.

"I am the emperor."

As she said this, her eyes sparkled slightly.

The radiant vigor is like the sky, vast and real.

There is an undeniable meaning in the slightly hoarse voice.

"Zhen, I like this new title. After Kyushu is pacified, Tingwei will prepare to announce it to the world."

"No." Miss Lingshi said in a low voice.

King, no...it should be changed to emperor, it will create the most powerful era.

This is the only monarch she has allegiance to.

Although a little disrespectful, she never thought that Mr. Fusu could stand shoulder to shoulder with His Majesty the Emperor.

At this moment, it is already February.

The winter's snow has melted and soaked the soil, and the swaying branches are about to give birth to new leaves.

The bright silver light of the moon shadow fell outside the hall.

"emperor……"

Ying Zheng maintained his serious expression, murmured this special title, softly, echoing in the wind.

Immediately, she laughed.

It was as if time stood still at this moment.

This is a complete innovation, who will agree with it, and who will agree on the surface and oppose it on the inside...

It doesn't matter.

she thought so.

Chapter 350 Seventh

At the same time, at night, in the suburbs of Xianyang.

"It's so tall. This kind of building is unheard of. It's worthy of Xianyang."

The young "guest" from the grassland looked at the landmark buildings in the southern suburbs of Xianyang and couldn't help sighing. They were clothed in coarse linen, and looked up at all the beauty in sight with greedy eyes like wolves, wanting to take everything as their own.

Fingers are pulling a rope, and the other end of the rope is tied to the little princess who has been disconnected for a long time.

"I'm not from the royal family of Qin, Mao Dun, please let me go."

"Whether you are a royal family or not, it doesn't matter what you say."

The prairie lone wolf in the skin of a young girl smiled sweetly and pointed at himself.

"I have the final say."

"It's really great to have such a big windfall when walking horses in the grassland. I don't know how much food you can exchange for my tribe. In addition, stop talking nonsense about loosening. I only relaxed for a moment. You escaped. Two miles away, I said, are you a rabbit that has become a spirit, or a roc that has become a bird?"

The girl named Mo Dun had disheveled hair, and her sharp and terrifying eyes looked cold-blooded and ruthless. She grinned and said:

"A prisoner must have the consciousness of a prisoner. You should be grateful for your noble birth, otherwise it should be your head that was sent to Xianyang."

"You 4#@^(Qin Guo foul language)"

The princess spoke a series of dialects and slang words.

"However, now I have a bolder idea, such as assassinating Young Master Yan Ce."

The moment the word "Ce" fell, Mao Dun turned his head, and a delicate dagger flew past, brushed her temples, and pierced into the tree not far away.

"Are you Central Plains people so irritable? What if you get shot?" Mo Dun complained.

"The shot missed, so it has nothing to do with me, only the shot."

Yu Ji, who was following the princess all the way, came out of the shadows wearing a black and red cloak, her long hair and waist fluttering slightly in the wind, and the girl held another poisoned long dagger in her right hand.

"If it's really irresponsible, if you let you ejaculate—explode—it will become wet from top to bottom, and scream from time to time, will you be responsible?"

A look of ferocity flashed in Mao Dun's eyes, and then he smiled as easy-going as if treating an old friend.

"Following Xianyang from the grassland, this lady is really patient. Maybe, we can talk about our dreams in life. I, I like talking about dreams with girls the most, because—"

Another long dagger flashed like a flash of silver light, and stabbed towards it in an instant.

"Which country are you from? You are so irritable!" Mao Dun shouted angrily.

"Return the hostage to me. It's mine. By the way, what does it matter to you whether I'm violent or not?" Yu Ji opened her mouth and said.

"You Central Plains people are still ruthless."

Mao Dun was at a loss for words for a moment, and decisively asked the princess to stand in front of him, forcing Yu Ji to retreat.

To her surprise, the dagger stabbed straight, not caring about the life and death of the hostage, and planned to stab the heart hard by skewering mutton.