As Qin Feng, the seventh son of the First Emperor, the sign-in system is useless. Ying Zheng is about to die with one year left, Hu Hai, Li Si and Zhao Gao are sharpening their swords and waiting to slaughter their brothers. He stood in the queue on the high platform and was dressed in white, thinking wildly in his mind: he had no background to fight for the throne, he couldn't defeat the rebellion, and he had no territory to run away. Qin Feng raised his eyes and looked at the eternal emperor on the high seat: "Gan, I can only gamble my life in this game."
