Qi Lan breathed a sigh of relief. If she could return to Liu Jijun, Ziying would be safe and sound. Even if Xiang Yu had great skills, he would not dare to start a war with Liu Ji at this time.

Just as he was thinking, Ziying suddenly handed her something, Qi Lan reached out to take it, it was Gu Yue's cell phone and the golden bell from Chuling Pavilion.

"What are you doing for me?"

Ziying replied silently: "If I encounter an accident, I will hand it over to you. I will appoint you as the next lord of the palace. There are also the relics of the emperor's uncle... I hope you can keep it well."

Qi Lan became anxious: "Ziying, how could you say such unlucky words! As long as you walk out of the secret passage and arrive at Liu Ji's military camp, you will be fine."

Ziying smiled and shook her head: "It's not that I don't believe in you, it's just that the way of heaven is determined, life and death are in heaven. You once told me that I will die at the hands of Xiang Yu. If I can't escape the destiny of heaven, at least there are successors to Chuling Pavilion."

Qi Lan looked at Ziying's smile and suddenly felt panicked. She had a bad premonition, and a chill gradually came.

Ziying continued, "Although the Qin Dynasty has been destroyed, the people of Chuling Pavilion have already spread all over the world. If you hold the Pavilion Master Jinling in your hand, you can order Chuling Pavilion. This is the farewell gift I give you."

After saying that, he looked at Han Xin again and said, "I have already solved Han Xin's poison. You don't have to listen to my orders for him anymore. You are free."

Ziying was like explaining her funeral, and she ordered Qi Lan one by one. The more Qi Lan heard it, the more she became more and more panicked. Her palms were covered in sweat. Doesn’t it really mean that the naive person wanted to let Ziying die here according to history?

The long secret passage made Qi Lan feel as if she had been walking all day. The tide in the air became heavier and heavier, and even the sound of water dripping was heard. Not long after, the white moonlight poured on the secret passage and they finally came out.

Not far away, you can see the barracks of Liu Ji's troops, which were neat and orderly, with no ambush around, and nothing unusual, quiet.

"We - are out?" Qi Lan couldn't believe that Liu Ji's military camp was not far away and Xiang Yu did not chase him. In this way, Ziying could be safe and sound.

Qi Lan was very surprised. She couldn't believe that they had escaped. She was about to pull Ziying towards Liu Ji's military camp, but Ziying didn't move at all.

Qi Lan looked behind Ziying's sight and saw that the hillside not far away was covered with crossbowmen and cavalry. Yu Ziqi held the reins in his hand and stood in the center of the army.

"Your Highness, we have been waiting here for a long time!" Yu Ziqi shook an iron plate in his hand and smiled confidently: "I had detected a secret passage nearby, so I set up an ambush here. As expected, I finally caught you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he could hear the sound of horse hooves from behind the team. The soldiers gave in to both sides. At the moment, Xiang Yu was wearing armor and holding a spear in his hand, and his figure was full of heroic spirit. His body was filled with blood shed by the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, and his handsome face was full of majesty and domineering aura that could not be violated.

"You - is Ziying?" Xiang Yu's loud voice came, and some beards grew on his face, his expression became more calm and firm, but there was a little cold blood and harshness in his pupils.

"Are you Xiang Yu?" Ziying chuckled at the opposite side without fear: "It turns out that he is a hero, and he is indeed a hero of the world."

Xiang Yu snorted disdainfully, and the murderous intent on his face became stronger and stronger. Qi Lan couldn't help but fear that Xiang Yu would hurt Ziying, so she shouted to Xiang Yu: "Brother Xiang, it's me, I'm Qi Lan. I have been by Ziying these days. He has opened the city to surrender. He is nothing now. He is just an ordinary person. Just let him travel around the countryside!"

Xiang Yu glanced at Qi Lan: "I heard from Yan'er that you are still alive, so good. I don't want to hurt you, you'd better step down and not get in the way of me."

"Brother Xiang--" Qi Lan was still trying to speak, but was stopped by Ziying. He held the long sword on his waist and walked towards Xiang Yu step by step. Han Xin was blocking her face in front of Luyang and others who were almost rushing forward to fight Xiang Yu and Luyang. Qi Lan was anxious to rush over to stop him, but was also stopped by Han Xin.

"Go aside, what are you doing! The Pavilion Master is in danger!" Lu Yang beat and scolded Han Xin's back, but Han Xin did not move at all. He stared at Ziying's back intently and said heavily: "Look at it carefully. What are your chances of winning in front of us? Xiang Yu was determined to kill Ziying, and we couldn't save him at all."

"So what!" Lu Yang shouted at the top of his lungs, tears flowing down uncontrollably: "He is my Pavilion Master, I can't let him die like this!"

"I am ordered to protect the Pavilion Master to the death!" The little three and the four were also trying hard to rush forward, but they were stopped by Han Xin. Han Xin's voice was also a little trembling, but he was unmoved at all: "This is Ziying's last dignity. You all have a good view. As the last king of the Qin Dynasty, this is his destiny and his choice."

Ziying slowly pulled out the sword in his hand, and his beautiful face was determined to be indecisive. He tapped his toes lightly, and a light skill flew and rotated. The sword tip slashed violently. Xiang Yu's black horse immediately stepped back several steps. Xiang Yu jumped up from the horse with a spear and turned over to the ground.

With just one move, Xiang Yu was knocked down from the horse. The soldiers of Chu were shocked, and Yu Ziqi couldn't believe that Xiang Yu had been invincible since he went to war. No one could beat him from the horse, but Ziying forced him down with just one move.

Xiang Yu was also shocked, with excitement and pleasure on his face. He did not expect that Ziying, who was weaker than a woman, had such superb martial arts skills.

"Very good." Xiang Yu's eyes closed slightly, and every cell on his body was excited. In life, if he met a real opponent, it would inevitably be a great pleasure in life. He drew up the overlord gun and waved his thorn towards Ziying.

The battle in front of him was dazzling and overwhelming. The figures of these two people flashed rapidly in the air, dodging, assassinating, and even illusions appeared. Each move was a fierce killing move, and every step was intended to kill the other party. Xiang Yu's speed was getting faster and faster, and his expression became more and more excited. It was the first time he encountered such a powerful opponent!

Ziying waved his long sword and rotated at high speed in the air. He jumped in the air, and the tip of the knife passed through Xiang Yu's cheek and a bloody mouth. At this time, the overlord gun in Xiang Yu's hand suddenly turned, and Ziying's arm suddenly flowed blood and was pierced by the whole body.

"Peace Master!" Lu Yang burst into tears and shouted wildly. Han Xin held them tightly and prevented them from coming forward. Ziying and Xiang Yu's martial arts are far superior to any of them. This duel belongs to them only. No matter who rushes up, they will die without a burial place.

Xiang Yu wiped off the blood on his face, and Ziying covered his injured arm, and his face turned pale because he lost too much blood. Xiang Yu raised the corner of his mouth and praised: "You are the first person to take my shot. This is the attack I have to admit that you are very strong."

"Each of each other." Ziying forced a smile, and beads of sweat from her forehead slid down: "You are also the first person to force me to such a desperate situation."

Xiang Yu snorted coldly, holding the Overlord Gun tightened his hand: "But next time, you will not be so lucky."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Yu jumped up suddenly, his body accelerated in the air, and stabbed Ziying straight at him with a shot. Ziying hurriedly used his light skills to avoid it. A huge pit was suddenly stabbed by the Overlord Spear on the ground. Qi Lan and others were almost unable to stand steadily by the powerful air current, and they staggered to hold the ground.

Ziying swung his sword to split the airflow, and used his light skills to surround Xiang Yu. His sword edge stabbed Xiang Yu behind him with his full internal force. Xiang Yu's armor was almost pierced. However, with this force, Xiang Yu grabbed Ziying's arm and stabbed a sudden shot with his right hand. The overlord gun immediately pierced Ziying's chest. In an instant, blood flew, dyeing Ziying's white robe red.

"People's Lord——!"

"Ziying--!"

Luyang broke free from Han Xin's shackles and rushed forward like crazy. But in the end it was too late. Xiang Yu coldly pulled out the Overlord Gun, and Ziying's body fell slowly like autumn wind and fell leaves.

Qi Lan rushed forward and hugged Ziying's head. A large amount of blood kept gushing out of Ziying's mouth. His face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his eyes were scattered. Qi Lan's tears seemed to break a dam, surging down, crying indescribable voice.

"I'm sorry, Ziying, I couldn't save you. I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Gu Yue..."

"Uncle Emperor..." Ziying's consciousness gradually faded, and he murmured tremblingly: "You once told me that the Uncle Emperor has returned home... It's great. I really hope that I can go to the Uncle Uncle's house. Do you think he will want me..."

"Yes, sure!" Qi Lan cried.

"I... can see him again..." Ziying's face was filled with a smile. He slowly closed his eyes, as if he had fulfilled his last wish, and died with a smile. His face was covered in blood was peaceful, and Lu Yang shouted at the top of his lungs, but it was useless. The last emperor of the Qin Dynasty died.

Ring-Ring-Ring-Ring-Ring

The sound of Chuling Pavilion resounded through the sky like a song of lament, mourning the pavilion master who died young, and also like a silent appeal to fate, and the way of heaven is ruthless.

Xianyang Palace was destroyed, Qin King was killed, and Afang Palace was burned by a fire. At this point, the dragon veins of the Great Qin were completely destroyed, the imperial bloodline was broken, and the Qin Dynasty had no sign of resurrection.

Ziying's death broke Qi Lan's last tense nerve. Looking around, there was a sea of ​​fire everywhere and blood everywhere. Qi Lan slowly got up, took two steps in a daze, and finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

"Alan!" Han Xin's scream came from behind. Before losing consciousness, Qi Lan seemed to see Liu Ji running from afar and the large group of troops he led. Qi Lan didn't want to think about anything. She let the darkness swallow her consciousness. She was so tired, so tired...

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