……

"If you are the king of Han, the royal family can be protected, and South Korea is a subsidiary of Daqin."

"It is a buffer place for the Great Qin to attack the five kingdoms of the Guandong in the future."

"I, Guo Fengxiao, will help you break the curtain of night and kill Ji Wuye,"

"As for you, Han Fei, it has nothing to do with us whether you rule the country with the law school or another school. The appointment of officials has nothing to do with us."

"But the soldiers and horses of the Great Qin must be stationed for a long time!"

"Agriculture, commerce...brought prosperity to Korea."

Guo Fengxiao bared his fangs and looked at Han Fei, Zhang Liang, Gai Nie, Wei Zhuang and others.

This is his real purpose.

He was already merciful.

If it is to find Ji Wuye, that is another means.

Guaranteed to make Ji Wuye feel comfortable and enjoy herself.

There are many ways to swallow Korea.

This is the gentlest kind.

It depends on whether Han Fei is knowledgeable or not.

If you don't know the knowledge and interest.

Then don't blame him Guo Fengxiao.

……

"This game, we lost."

Han Fei was silent for a while, "I want to think about it, and I hope that during this time, sir, don't talk to other people."

Finally, speak up.

Chess is not important.

The important thing is that he knew the other party's purpose.

And, conditions.

This ghost plotter, Guo Fengxiao, is just a gift from Daqin.

After that, there are soldiers.

No matter which one, Daqin will get involved in South Korea.

But the problem is.

This Guo Fengxiao wants to play.

Think of South Korea as a chessboard.

As for whether the game crashes or not, it doesn't matter at all.

It collapsed, and there will be soldiers in the future.

A country as a chessboard.

Only top players can play it.

The real candidates are actually Ji Wuye and Han Yu.

However, the other party chose him.

He really didn't understand why the other party chose him.

Is it because he has talent.

Choose him as the weakest.

Too waste of time.

The other party wants to play that much?

"During this time, I will not find anyone else."

"However, I don't have much time."

"Think about it."

Guo Fengxiao has issued an order to expel the guests.

The Hongmen Banquet he presented was not that Hongmen Banquet.

The purpose has been achieved.

Do you still keep others eating here?

How much does it cost to afford it?

It seems that he does not need to spend money.

Forget it.

Even if I eat, I don't think I'm in the mood.

uninteresting.

……

Han Fei, Zhang Liang and others.

Come quietly.

Walk quietly.

at this time.

In the Qishan Chamber of Commerce, only Guo Fengxiao and his party were left.

"gentlemen."

"Is that all right?"

Yang Guo didn't want to finish it, he just threatened Han Fei and Zhang Liang, and he hasn't seen enough.

Is this gone?

"Han Fei is stalling for time."

"I'm still waiting and watching, even thinking about the next move."

Guo Fengxiao said otherwise, "If he submits, he won't be Han Fei."

"As soon as the lord arrives at Hangu Pass, the chess game will be completed."

"The opportunity is given to him, it depends on whether he can grasp it."

"Let's do ours first."

"Notify Guihai to stab, Xiao Longnu, it's time to do it!"

Then play slowly.

I, Guo Fengxiao, have plenty of time.

It's just that you, Han Fei, don't have time.

If it wasn't for the lord asking you by name.

I don't even want to see you, and I won't go to Zilanxuan at all.

Play you to death directly in the dark!

Chapter 112 Returning to the sea with a knife, heartless love

at the same time.

South Korea, Xinzhengwai, the only way to go.

month, hang high.

Starry.

But the fog is filling the air.

"The target appears."

"Close."

"The direction is..."

Jin Yiwei, one by one, used concealing talismans to hide themselves.

Every ten miles.

Someone will take out a special spiritual pen and write a line of words on a talisman.

Then the talisman shone with an obscure light.

Pass to the next Jin Yiwei.

The next Jinyiwei also used a special spiritual brush, and repeated this.

One, pass one.

……

in the dark.

A group of black crows, entwined with black air, formed phantoms of ghost horses and knights.

Wandering in the only way.

The art of transforming crows, transforming into forms, making falsehoods come true.

Ji Wuye, the master under his command—Mo Crow!

With the technique of turning crows, wrapped in a pile of black air, they turned into ghost soldiers.

The ink crow is a cloud of black mist, illusory.

"Play the role of Ghost Soldier Tribulation Ring for a while longer, and you will be able to retire."

"Hey, Zhang Kaidi, I've been overwhelmed, and the king directly ordered a deadline."

"This old guy is also cunning and cunning, and he actually moved Mr. Ninth out..."

Mo Crow's mind was fluctuating, and he felt a little disdain for the ninth son Han Fei.

The hand has no power to tie the chicken.

He has no soldiers, no power, is not valued by the king, and has no influence.

A man in his early twenties, who can only write a few articles, is known as a unicorn genius who governs the country?

The ghost soldiers robbed, and the master controlled it with one hand, in order to crush Xiangguo's open land.

It's just that Zhang Kai is cunning and cunning.

but.

It's ok.

Now Xinzheng is panicking.

I don't know what the Lord should do next.

It seems that the Lord has a lot of thoughts about the position of King Han.

Now planning to marry Princess Honglian...

I thought to myself.

A bit chilly.

The red lotus princess deserves the master's pair...

I can't think about this picture.

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