Chapter 1163

Several more days passed, and Ge Nie's wounds also gradually healed, but it would probably take quite some time to fully recover.

However, on one night, Ge Nie felt that something was wrong!

It was too quiet all around; when he went out, he was shocked to find that everyone had fainted on the ground!

There was poison in the air!

This was his first reaction; he flew to Jing Tianming's room, carried the sleeping Jing Tianming on his back, and ran.

However, Jing Tianming showed no signs of waking up; clearly, Jing Tianming had also been poisoned!

Immediately after, countless men in black appeared around Ge Nie, surrounding him tightly.

Ge Nie, whose wounds had not fully recovered, was forced to fight again. This time, the opponents were clearly not as good as Su Mu, but their strength was not too weak either.

Plus, with a number of nearly a hundred, even Ge Nie couldn't help but feel a trace of despair.

Half an hour later, there were still more than thirty black-clad assassins on the field, while blood was constantly dripping from Ge Nie's hands.

Just when he thought he was going to die here, a voice that surprised him very much appeared.

"Senior brother, is that all the ability you have?"

It was Wei Zhuang!

He didn't know why Wei Zhuang would appear here, which surprised Ge Nie very much.

"These small fry are not worthy of taking my senior brother's life! Kill them!" Wei Zhuang didn't take action; he just said, "Kill them."

Soon after, experts appeared one by one around them; although they were not top experts, without exception, they were all people with some fame in the martial arts world!

Like "Miracle Hand" Sun Zhe, it is said that his hands were very fast, and the dagger in his hand had no flaws; he was called an invincible existence in one-on-one fights.

And there was also a man carrying a huge battle axe on his back, who was said to be the strongest executioner of the former Great Wei!

And so on and so forth, the appearance of these people directly turned the tide of the battle; those black-clad assassins couldn't even run away before being killed.

"Senior brother, do you want to go to Bashu with me to rely on the lord?" Wei Zhuang asked with a smile.

He had no resentment or anything toward his senior brother; he simply wanted to prove that he was stronger than him.

And Ge Nie had no dissatisfaction with Wei Zhuang either; he also knew what Wei Zhuang was thinking, but he had his own reasons and couldn't lose to Wei Zhuang.

Otherwise, Ge Nie wouldn't have gone to train himself.

"No, you take this child there; his talent is very good. When the time is ripe, I will naturally go to Bashu to find you."

Ge Nie refused without even thinking, and he walked toward the outside.

"Hey, this is what the lord asked me to give you." Wei Zhuang looked at Ge Nie, who was walking away, and threw a long sword directly at him.

It was a long sword forged from hundred-refined steel!

Ge Nie turned around and caught it. He slowly drew the long sword, and the appreciation and longing in his eyes revealed the extraordinary nature of this sword.

"Good sword, are you really giving it to me?"

"Hahaha, yes, my lord said this sword is called Yuan Hong, and only this sword is worthy of you." There was not a trace of envy in Wei Zhuang's eyes.

This made Ge Nie somewhat puzzled; shouldn't a senior swordsman like precious swords?

Why was Wei Zhuang not moved at all when facing such a precious sword? Could it be that he...?

"Senior brother, don't look at me like that; I also have a sword like this, named Shark Tooth!" Wei Zhuang seemed to see through Ge Nie's confusion, and as he spoke, he drew his own sword.

A long sword full of sawteeth looked extremely strange, but it was loved by Wei Zhuang, and it was also forged from hundred-refined steel!

That's right, Yuan Hong and Shark Tooth were forged by sword smiths according to the image in Qin Mu's memory of that animation.

"Many thanks, junior brother, let's part ways here!" After Ge Nie finished speaking, he left without looking back; handing Jing Tianming over to them, he would also feel much more at ease.

Ge Nie came to the mountain forest, found a spot, dug a hole, and then put the long sword that had accompanied him for more than twenty years into it and buried it.

This sword was already scarred; it was not a precious sword at all, but Ge Nie cherished it very much, so it didn't get scrapped.

"I want to see Uncle, where is Uncle!" In a guest room of the inn, Jing Tianming said to Wei Zhuang with dissatisfaction.

He didn't understand why the other side wanted to lock him up and why they wouldn't let him see Uncle.

"I said, your Uncle entrusted you to us. In a few days, after we find the master thief Li Si, we will take you back to Bashu." Wei Zhuang's tone was full of helplessness.

If it were before, this kind of mischievous brat would probably have been killed by his sword long ago; now, under Qin Mu's influence, his temper had improved quite a bit.

And under Zhao Yun's influence, he was even less aloof than before, and not so sparing of words.

"I don't want to go to Bashu, I want to find Uncle!" Jing Tianming said very unhappily, which made Wei Zhuang's patience reach its limit.

If this child hadn't been entrusted by his senior brother, he probably would have been unable to resist taking action long ago.

Since taking in Jing Tianming, Wei Zhuang had been like a nanny, but his patience was limited!

Wei Zhuang exuded a dangerous aura, which made Jing Tianming instantly obedient.

He felt it; if he continued to be unreasonable, he would probably be killed by this person in front of him in the next second!

Yingdu, known as the capital of the Chu State, had now been occupied by Great Qin.

Qin Mu didn't trust Zhang Liang, so he brought Zhao Yun and Zhuge Liang along to Yingdu.

Bashu had Yu Ji presiding over the overall situation, Guo Jia and others assisting, and in terms of the army, there was also Han Xin.

So he didn't have to worry about these problems at all; on the contrary, he was worried that things on Zhang Liang's side wouldn't go smoothly.

What he was most worried about was that Zhang Liang and the others would be caught!

You must know that they received news that Meng Tian had brought three hundred thousand people here to slaughter the Xiang clan!

Plus the burning of books and burying of scholars, Qin Mu was terrified that Zhang Liang would accidentally leak the news while holding the banquet and get caught.

At the same time, he was also worried that the current Zhang Liang wouldn't be able to out-argue others in a debate, so he brought Zhuge Liang, who was good at debating with scholars.

Qin Mu walked on the streets of Yingdu, looking at all kinds of people, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Bashu was still better.

At least in Bashu now, no one would freeze to death, but in this Yingdu, there were actually homeless people freezing to death on the side of the road!

Facing this situation, I'm afraid someone would soon take the lead in opposing Qin.

"Sigh, the vermilion gates smell of meat, while there are frozen bones on the road." Qin Mu's words seemed a bit helpless.

And a stream of light flashed in the eyes of Zhuge Liang behind him; good poem, good sentence.

"The lord's description is extremely apt; it is truly wonderful."

"Sigh, Zhuge Liang, do you know what my purpose was in letting Zhang Liang come here?"

"Forgive the subordinate for being dull; I don't know." Zhuge Liang only knew that Qin Mu let Zhang Liang come here to seek talent.

But since it was said by his lord, there must be a deeper meaning, yet he couldn't guess it.

"Because I'm afraid that we in Bashu will also have this kind of situation of frozen bones." Qin Mu said somewhat melancholically; now many things were almost popularized.

The people of Bashu could basically read and write, white paper was also popularized, and now it was just missing newspapers to control the public opinion of the entire Bashu.

This kind of thing must be firmly controlled in his own hands, but now there was truly a lack of talent.