leonardwarren Chapter 165 Zhang Liang Asked, What If He Refuses To Accept It?
Chapter 165 Zhang Liang Asked, What If He Refuses To Accept It?
Make God.
But that's all.
Ying Zheng stood where he was, looking at the woman on the stage who was a bit at a loss.
Under one person, above ten thousand people.
Those who can produce modern things are qualified to receive such honors.
Shouting.
It's really shocking.
Across the screen.
That strong sense of pride rushed straight into my mind.
"Is this what entitlement feels like?"
"It's really cool to have thousands of people worshiping."
"Just by feeling like this, I feel like my whole body has been electrified, numb and numb, so cool!!!"
"It's so cool, shit, the knowledge learned in modern times is really used in ancient times, isn't that a miracle?"
"How does the old woman feel now, you can't pee anymore!"
"Hahahaha, don't even think about it, the old woman's mind is probably full of blanks now, she's so excited."
"Looking at the expressions of the refugees, it really looks like Sister Zhou is the savior.
"I'm looking at Zulong, hahahaha, why is there a trace of pride on Zulong's face?"
Sister Zhou's live broadcast room blew up all the platforms at that moment.
The popularity of the live broadcast room has risen rapidly in a short period of time.
On the high platform.
Sister Zhou 323 clamped her legs tightly.
The cry of the goddess made her a little numb.
The coolness that the barrage said just now.
She does.
From the back of the head all the way down the spine to the tailbone.
Fantastic.
She kind of wants to pee.
So cool to tremble.
"The wooden wheel is just an unfinished product, strong man, please put down the stone, and when you start working, I will probably be able to make a better bronze pulley for you."
Sister Zhou hasn't forgotten what the audience members in the live broadcast room said until this time.
Wait until the wooden wheel is in your hand again.
Sister Zhou walked back to Ying Zheng's side with weak legs and feet.
Trembling (cabg) trembling shouted.
"Kings."
"well done."
Ying Zheng patted Sister Zhou on the shoulder, "Take the wooden wheel and make it into bronze. Make a hundred of them first, and test the efficiency after use."
"No." Sister Zhou nodded like a garlic.
"Go."
Ying Zheng nodded.
Immediately, soldiers from the Black Ice Terrace took Sister Zhou to the place where the bronze ware was forged.
And at this time.
Zhang Liang has recovered.
Zhao Gao was sweating profusely and walked to Ying Zheng's side.
"Go back and receive the punishment yourself."
Ying Zheng just said lightly, "I've been by Gu's side for so long, yet I haven't even learned such a little trick?"
Zhao Gao trembled violently.
Ying Zheng never objected to the courtiers around him framing each other.
but you do.
Don't be too stupid.
Zhao Gao is ridiculously stupid today.
Zhao Gao knelt down and slapped himself several times, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your life.
"Go. 11
Ying Zheng walked away.
He walked straight towards Zhang Liang.
A human skin mask cannot hide from Ying Zheng's eyes.
Zhang Liang was breathing heavily.
When the boots stepped on the snow, the harsh creaking sound fell in his ears, which was almost like a spell calling for death.
"King Qin, are you going to kill me?"
He has let himself off so many times.
Zhang Liang knew.
Ying Zheng has always used him as bait for Huang Shigong.
but now.
Daqin has a goddess.
Do you still need Huangshigong?
"I won't kill you alone."
Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Liang, "Han has been destroyed alone, Han Fei may be the only old man in this world like you."
"Zhang Liang, do you still want to oppose Qin?"
Zhang Liang followed Ying Zheng's pace.
Step by step out of the Guanzhong.
On the snowy ground outside Guanzhong City, one could still vaguely see the refugees coming towards Daqin one after another.
Among the refugees, most of them are the people of Zhao State, but there are also Koreans.
Zhang Liang knew it in his heart.
If Koreans go to other countries.
If you have not entered, you will become a slave.
It is indeed not as good as coming to Qin.
decadent.
powerless.
Only now did Zhang Liang feel deeply powerless.
He can't do anything.
"Could it be that King Qin is so magnanimous that he can take in an anti-Qin element like me?"
"Why not?"
Ying Zheng raised his eyelids.
His expression was completely invisible, he was just a teenager.
"What Gu wants to do is to destroy the six kingdoms."
"If you don't want all the people who have fought against Gu, wouldn't most of the talents in the world be wasted?"
Zhang Liang's eloquence and planning are indeed good.
It's just a pity.
The opponent I met was myself.
Ying Zheng is not boasting.
It is already very good for Zhang Liang to be able to do what he is doing now.
At least the mind is strong.
"The Great Qin is thirsty for talents."
"What if I don't?"
Zhang Liang suddenly asked.
Ying Zheng smiled, "Of course it is, death."
An understatement.
It's like a joke.
Zhang Liang's mind exploded.
Ying Zheng is not joking.
Now if you refuse.
What awaits him must be death.
"Then what do you want?"
Zhang Liang really didn't think that Ying Zheng pulled back and forth, tortured him and then let him go, just for fun.
He must have something that needs Zhang Liang to do it.
"Don't you know?" Ying Zheng stopped walking.
A gust of wind blows.
Blowing up Ying Zheng's long fox-fur robe.
Zhang Liang was shivering from the cold wind.
"But Lord Huangshi, I don't know his whereabouts either.