Chapter 212

In the main hall, there was silence, and everyone showed interested expressions.

Ten years of unjust Spring and Autumn wars.

This reminded everyone of the time when the Great Qin annexed the six states.

Seven states in chaotic war, the Hundred Schools of Thought, ten years of killing finally led to unification.

The blood shed in this was countless.

Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng, Grand General Wang Jian, Luo Wang leader Zhao Gao; for the people of the six states that were destroyed, were they not demons?

Thinking this way, everyone was full of curiosity about the following plot.

Who are these three demons?

What have they done?

And why do they revolve around the Persimmon?

Only Su Chen could answer these questions.

For a time, everyone's eyes were focused on Su Chen.

White Jade Platform.

Su Chen saw that everyone was interested, couldn't help but smile slightly, and continued:

"The first demon is none other than the Prince of Zhenbei, Xu Xiao..."

After listening, everyone was infected with emotion "527", cheering endlessly.

The domineering Xu Xiao made their blood boil.

Just like the world-conquering Qin Shi Huang, what does ten million curses matter? If you provoke me, I will destroy you.

The survivors of the six states and the Hundred Schools of Thought cursed Ying Zheng for being tyrannical and killing without restraint.

But standing outside the six states, which Jianghu hero wouldn't give Ying Zheng a thumbs up and call him the First Emperor?

For a time, the hall was full of discussions:

"What? The three Spring and Autumn demons are all eyeing the Persimmon? The big demon is the Persimmon's own father? Then it's fine."

"Haha, the Butcher Xu Xiao, killing from beginning to end, if he doesn't act as this big demon, who will? Who dares to?"

"I am truly relieved now; the Persimmon has the protection of the old Sword God by his side and a big demon watching from behind, who dares to act recklessly?"

"That's right, the Persimmon just needs to keep moving forward; the 600,000 Daliang cavalry are your backing!"

"These Dongli Confucian scholars are truly stupid; if Xu Xiao wasn't guarding the border, where would their peaceful and prosperous age come from?"

"I am curious now who is qualified to be ranked as a demon alongside Xu Xiao."

Ninth private room in the East District.

"Hearing that Guangling doesn't know cold, the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry descends to Jiangnan!"

"What a domineering sentence."

Dongfang Bubai whispered, as if feeling Xu Xiao's unparalleled spirit of looking down on the world.

Although he was the Prince of Zhenbei, the northern cavalry could also go south.

Fourth private room in the South District.

"Half a life of war, fifty years of great achievements, told to the mountain ghosts."

"Xu Xiao took all the curses of the world on his shoulders; how many people remember these unparalleled achievements? They can only be told to the mountain ghosts."

"Xu Xiao's spirit is admirable."

Hua Manlou shook his head gently, with an expression of admiration.

Regardless of whether Xu Xiao's actions were right or wrong.

This kind of 'let thousands of people point fingers, I am domineering myself' personality was not something a few people could possess.

"Ding!"

"The host's storytelling is passionate, triggering resonance in the whole venue, specially rewarding 18,000 popularity points."

"Storytelling popularity exceeded 52,000 points."

"The host has accumulated five silver lottery cards and two bronze lottery cards."

"Please host, keep up the good work."

Su Chen heard the system prompt and his eyes lit up.

Sure enough, having more people is the way to go.