Chapter 218

The night was deep.

But at this moment, Zhao Mingqu was not dead yet.

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"Who else is there? Confess them all together."

Meng Tian had already left in a hurry after hearing Zhao Mingqu confess Wang Jian.

But Lu Li knew that the person behind this was absolutely not as simple as just the Wang family.

Zhao Mingqu definitely had news of other people.

A night of torture made this pampered Prince somewhat exhausted.

But he still braced himself and sat up from the ground.

"I said it all; there are too many who wanted him to die."

"Among the Hundred Schools of Thought, which one did not want him to die early?"

"Yin-Yang School, Legalist School, Confucian School..."

"Which one had anyone who wanted him to live?"

Every time Zhao Mingqu mentioned a school of thought, a name popped up in Lu Li's mind.

Donghuang Taiyi!

Fu Nian!

Li Si!

Damn it!

These people all deserved to die.

Ying Mo, after hearing Zhao Mingqu's words, had a flash of icy coldness in his eyes.

Towards these people, he was full of suspicion.

Zhao Mingqu lay on the ground, feeling the forest-like killing intent coming from the ghost.

His face, lying on the ground, revealed a strange smile.

Yes,

kill them all.

Kill all these people.

Subsequently, there were successive coughing sounds coming from his throat.

A mouthful of fresh blood flowed down the corner of Zhao Mingqu's mouth.

Ying Mo looked at the person lying on the ground with disgust.

His voice was icy cold.

"Deal with him for me, and hang his corpse at the city gate of Xianyanggong."

Looking at Xianyanggong in the distance, Ying Mo slowly left this place.

Thirty thousand brothers.

As long as they were people who participated in this matter back then, he would not let a single one go.

Let's take Zhao Mingqu's head to console the wandering souls of the thirty thousand brothers.

Feeling the departing figure of the ghost, Zhao Mingqu suddenly felt the pressure that had been surrounding him disappear.

His heart, which he originally thought was destined to die, became lively again.

He struggled to climb up from the ground, and then his gaze looked tightly at Lu Li, the little brother.

"This little brother, you also know that I am a Prince of the entire Great Qin."

"If you spare me today, in the future, I will definitely confer you an official title and grant you nobility."

Zhao Mingqu's voice was full of temptation.

He wanted to fight for a path of survival for himself.

As long as they were human, they would not be without weaknesses.

Power...

Beauty...

Wealth...

Relatives...

There would always be one that would make them feel moved.

Lu Li stared fixedly at Zhao Mingqu on the ground, as if he were looking at a dead person.

"Don't kill me; I still have some news I haven't said yet."

Zhao Mingqu, in order to delay the time Lu Li would kill him, spoke to Lu Li.

Lu Li, whose long sword had already been raised, paused slightly after hearing Zhao Mingqu's words.

"Speak."

His voice was low and cold.

"You must know that with Young Master Mo's status back then, wanting to get rid of him was not a simple matter."

"How could the thirty thousand Annan Army be so easily abandoned?"

Zhao Mingqu's voice was somewhat heavy.

Back then, to get rid of Young Master Mo, they had abandoned a true army of thirty thousand.

He had also thought about seizing the military power from Young Master Mo's hands back then.

Unfortunately, that army took Young Master Mo as their leader and simply did not take orders from anyone else.

If it were not for this, they would not have directly slaughtered the thirty thousand Annan Army back then.

Lu Li's expression moved slightly after hearing Zhao Mingqu's words.

He felt that Zhao Mingqu might say the key to the matter next.

Zhao Mingqu, feeling the killing intent on Lu Li diminish, knew that he had successfully attracted this person's attention.

"Back then, rumors were flying everywhere in Xianyanggong, and everyone said Young Master Mo was about to rebel..."

"Bullshit!"

"The Young Master would absolutely not do such a thing."

A roar.

Lu Li directly interrupted Zhao Mingqu's words.

In his eyes, thick anger was flowing.

With the Young Master's character, how could he do such a thing?

At this moment, Lu Li was surprisingly angry, with violent aura surging all over his body.

"Yes, it was just such an absurd rumor."

"But I believed it, they all believed it."