Chapter 30: The First Singularity of the Qin Dynasty: Burning Xinzheng

Tianze looked fierce and refused to back down, but Gongsun Ce could see the guilt in his eyes.

The first rule of negotiation: Don’t be a coward.

Otherwise it can only be called a compromise.

Gongsun Ce looked up at Yan Lingji on the tree, and saw a look of pleading in Yan Lingji's eyes.

Compared to possessing only Yan Lingji's body, he wanted to possess both her body and soul.

After all, Gongsun Ce and Yan Lingji only had a one-night stand.

Gongsun Ce looked directly at Tianze and chuckled, "The prerequisite for a desperate struggle is that the fish must be big. Do you have the qualifications?"

Gongsun Ce's chuckle and casual words successfully broke Tianze's defense, and his eyes flashed with a determination to refuse to be humiliated.

However, Tianze did not expect Gongsun Ce to change the subject, "Your life is saved. As for Yan Lingji, she is mine, and you have no say."

The drastic ups and downs of emotions made Tianze's already weak body even worse.

But this had nothing to do with Gongsun Ce. Gongsun Ce turned and left. Yan Lingji glanced at Tianze and finally chose to follow Gongsun Ce.

Yan Lingji jumped down from the tree and landed behind Gongsun Ce, "Don't you want to catch up with Tianze?"

Yan Lingji leaned close to Gongsun Ce's right ear and whispered, "I am already the young master's."

These brief words proved Yan Lingji's determination, but she was not mentally prepared to cut off all the past.

The key point is that she still has a younger brother whose life or death is unknown.

In fact, Tianze is the only one who is most concerned about the hatred of the destruction of the Baiyue nation.

Wushuang Gui has low intelligence, does not understand hatred, only knows how to be obedient, and behaves like a beast.

The King of Poisons develops poisons and is always a welcome guest wherever he goes.

The corpse-driving demon was the leader of the Baiyue Hidden Witches. Although the Baiyue nation was destroyed, the Baiyue Hidden Witches were not destroyed.

In fact, except Tianze, all the Baiyue groups have a bright future.

The sky gradually darkened and candles began to light in the Zi Lan Xuan.

Gongsun Ce, who was skewering meat, looked at Yan Lingji, who was skewering meat angrily, and chuckled, "You are going to set a fire tonight, what's wrong with me using trash to grill some meat?"

Nanyue was also helping, with a sinister smile on her face, "Mr. Gongsun said that it would be a shame if Miss Yan Lingji didn't skewer the meat on such beautiful hands."

Tianze is preparing for his grand appearance in the evening.

Bai Yifei waited for Tianze to take action so that Ji Wuye could openly transfer the imperial guards from the King of Han's Palace to make it easier for the Baijia Army to drain the water from the artificial lake in the Zheng State's cold palace.

Han Yu is worried about how to deal with the refugees.

Han Fei begged Wei Zhuang to help him look after the Confucian students at the gate of General Ji Wuye's mansion.

At this time, except Gongsun Ce, everyone in Xinzheng was busy and calculating.

The sky has gone completely dark. The night is covered with dark clouds. There is no moonlight or starlight.

Under the cover of night, Yan Lingji quietly appeared in a corner of Xinzheng City.

She had investigated and found out that this was a slum in Xinzheng, where the houses were dilapidated and prone to fire.

And the first house she attacked was uninhabited.

She was wearing a red dress, her long hair was like a waterfall, and her eyes were flashing with a fiery light, as if there were flames jumping in them.

She took out the hairpin from her hair and played with it in her hand. The hairpin emitted a faint red glow.

Yan Lingji closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then began to gather strength. As Yan Lingji gathered strength, the air around her began to distort, as if an invisible force was gathering.

Her red skirt fluttered gently in the night breeze, like a burning flame dancing in the night.

Suddenly, Yan Lingji opened her eyes, with fiery flames shining in her pupils.

She held up her hairpin, and a red trail appeared out of thin air, like a meteor across the sky, whistling towards the dilapidated house with a hot breath.

This red trajectory drew graceful arcs in the air, and then turned into a small, blazing fireball, crashing down.

The cracked house was instantly engulfed in flames, and the flames were particularly eye-catching in Xinzheng at night.

As the flames burned, everyone in the slum woke up and quickly fled from the vicinity of the burning houses.

Seeing this, Yan Lingji no longer hesitated. Small fireballs fell on the houses in the slums like a small meteor shower, densely and rapidly.

The fireball hit the roof and walls, and instantly burst into dazzling flames, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

The flames spread rapidly, devouring all combustible materials and engulfing the slums of Xinzheng City in a sea of ​​fire.

Afterwards, the flames gradually spread towards the city. The city defense forces were alarmed by the sudden fire. They quickly gathered together and tried to stop the spread of the fire.

The burning of houses in the slums was of no concern to the city defense forces, but once the fire spread to the city and disturbed the nobles, they would be in big trouble.

However, the flames were too fierce, as if some mysterious force was driving it.

Despite the city defense forces' strenuous efforts to put out the fire, the flames still burned stubbornly, engulfing half of Xinzheng City in flames.

In the sea of ​​fire, flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the sky red.

The crackling sounds of the blazing flames mixed with the shouts of the city defense troops and the screams of the people, forming a thrilling picture.

In the flames, the sounds of houses collapsing and beams breaking were endless. The sea of ​​fire swayed in the night wind, like a scene from hell.

The sky above Xinzheng City was shrouded in smoke, and the thick smoke obscured the light of the stars and the moon.

The air was filled with a burning smell, which was suffocating.

The embers of the fire floated in the air like red snowflakes, falling on people's bodies and faces, bringing waves of burning pain.

Yan Lingji stood in the distance, watching all this quietly.

There was no expression on her face, but there was an inexplicable light in her eyes.

He who is good at swimming drowns in water; he who plays with fire burns himself.

This is an eternal truth. When she was a child, a fire destroyed her village.

No one knew whether the fire was caused by her.

As time went by, the fire became more and more intense. Yan Lingji suppressed the throbbing in her heart, but she smelled a scent of meat.

Yan Lingji saw Gongsun Ce slowly roasting skewers of meat next to a dilapidated house that was on fire.

Gongsun Ce was very close to the fire, but his clothes and hair showed no signs of being ignited. The expression on his face was very calm, and he seemed not to feel the heat in front of him.

The Word Spirit Yin Thunder can compress the air, so Gongsun Ce established a simple vacuum zone in front of him to isolate the high temperature of the flame, while controlling the temperature to prevent burning.

"Oh my, the young master is really leisurely and carefree."

Yan Lingji pressed her whole body behind Gongsun Ce, and curiously stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Gongsun Ce, but she didn't feel any heat at all.

Gongsun Ce picked up the roasted mutton skewers and handed them to Yan Lingji, "Try it."

Yan Lingji picked up the lamb skewers and let the oil drip off.

(End of this chapter)