Qin Dynasty snare people

The wind and rain at night seemed more violent, and the thunder roared incessantly, and it seemed that it would continue forever.

The royal capital of South Korea, in the Prince's Mansion.

The Fourth Young Master, Han Yu, who got his wish, is currently kneeling in the study, dealing with Korean government affairs. A slight gloom appears on his brows from time to time, but he can only deal with it patiently, because he knows very well that South Korea has now been trapped. The penetration was bad, and he was under surveillance. Even if he wanted to do something, he had to weigh it before deciding whether it was possible or not.

"Net..."

Han Yu's lips moved slightly, Luo Yan's voice and appearance appeared in his mind, and the hand holding the brush suddenly became a little harder.

I am a fisherman and a fisherman.

He had no choice.

At this moment, the closed door was suddenly violently pushed open, and wind and rain roared in, blowing out the candles and plunging the study into darkness.

Han Yu's heart tightened instinctively, his eyes narrowed, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Who is it?!"

The moment the words fell.

A figure slowly stepped into the study from outside the house. He was dressed in black and had white hair. He was holding a long sword with a strange shape. On the blade, blood slowly slid down, showing a bit of evil.

Looking at this sword, Han Yu's pupils suddenly shrank, and a familiar name appeared in his mind.

"boom!"

There was thunder outside the door again, and the lightning instantly dispelled the darkness in the room, and at the same time illuminated Wei Zhuang's cold and weathered face. Compared to half a year ago, his eyes were colder and more ruthless now, like a piece of ten thousand-year-old ice. Just looking at his eyes made me feel cold and fear rising in my heart.

"Weizhuang? You actually escaped!"

Han Yu looked at Wei Zhuang in disbelief and said in shock.

The Tooth-gnawing Prison is a unique prison. According to legend, it was built by Jiang Taigong based on the Qimen Dunjia technique. Over the years, no prisoner has escaped from it, let alone before Wei Zhuang was sent there. He has been crippled, how could he appear in front of him again.

Wei Zhuang looked at the Fourth Young Master Han Yu, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his voice was low and hoarse: "You are still alive, that's good."

As if feeling the murderous intention of his master, the shark teeth in his hand trembled slightly and made a sword sound, as if urging Wei Zhuang to chop up the man in front of him.

"You want to kill me?!"

After Han Yu was stunned for a moment, he quickly calmed down, stared at Wei Zhuang, and said in a deep voice.

"That's a stupid question."

Wei Zhuang said calmly.

Han Yu's eyes flickered and he said quickly: "If I die, South Korea will really be finished. Moreover, the people who snare you will not let you go. I am now working for Marquis Yueyang of the State of Qin."

"You have also become a minion of the Qin State, haha, how ironic."

Wei Zhuang's eyes became even more murderous, and he slowly walked towards Han Yu and sneered.

"I have no choice!"

Han Yu looked at Wei Zhuang and continued: "If I don't obey his orders, he will kill me. I can't just die. At least South Korea is still under my control."

"Your control? You might as well guess whether I will kill you."

Wei Zhuang looked at Han Yu and said quietly.

"Won't!"

Han Yu said decisively.

"Give me a reason not to kill you."

Wei Zhuang looked at Han Yu and said lightly.

"The Qin State wants to disband South Korea's army and make South Korea completely a subordinate of the Qin State without spending a single soldier. This is what Luo Yan asked me to do, and let the people in the net keep an eye on me. If I don't obey, they will It will kill me and make it easy for me to do these things.

Now that you're back, you probably don't want to see South Korea die like this. I can help you and give you everything you want.

Of course, you can also kill me, but in this case, the net will definitely be watching you, and it will not be convenient no matter what you want to do.

Keep me here and you'll save yourself a lot of trouble.

Especially trouble from the snare! "

Han Yu spoke quickly, telling Wei Zhuang the value of his existence.

"You think I care about the trouble of the snare?"

Wei Zhuang said sarcastically.

He is not afraid of wearing shoes when he is barefoot. If it was still the time when Zi Lanxuan was there, he might have been worried about this, but now, alone and alone, he didn't care about the threat of a snare at all.

"Of course you won't care, but the trouble of the snare will still disturb you, no matter what you do."

Han Yu's expression gradually calmed down and he said slowly.

He was sure that Wei Zhuang would not kill him for the time being, because Wei Zhuang had heard him speak so many words, and based on his understanding of Wei Zhuang, if he came for revenge, he would never say another word to him.

But Wei Zhuang did this, which only means that Wei Zhuang doesn't want to kill him for the time being!

This is good news for Han Yu. Maybe he can use Wei Zhuang to deal with the people in the net this time. Anyway, the situation is already bad enough to get worse.

A slim chance of survival is worth taking a chance on.

"You are very smart~"

Wei Zhuang looked at Han Yu with faint eyes and said lightly.

Han Yu made up his mind and was about to say something, but his eyes were covered by a sword light. The next moment, he could no longer say a word. He only felt the sweet and fishy liquid pouring out of his mouth, and there was even more wind leaking from his neck. He was forced to cover his neck, his eyes gradually became filled with fear, and he looked at Wei Zhuang in confusion.

"Your words reminded me."

Wei Zhuang flicked the shark teeth to shake off the blood. He looked at the dying Han Yu indifferently and said, "I don't have to ask you to support a puppet. I can do it with a trap."

Han Yu's eyes gradually darkened, and the voice gradually echoed in his ears, making him a little desperate.

"brush!"

After a moment, a figure flashed by. Bai Feng landed in front of Wei Zhuang as weightlessly as a feather. He glanced at Han Yu who had turned into a corpse, frowned slightly and asked doubtfully: "You killed him? Then you What are you going to do next?”

"There are many young men in Korea."

Wei Zhuang held the hilt of the sword with both hands and stood there, with a posture of keeping away from strangers, and responded indifferently.

When Bai Feng heard this, he just stopped talking. Just let Wei Zhuang be happy. As the other party said, there is indeed no shortage of young masters in Korea. Han Fei is just the ninth young master, and there are several more in front of him.

"Have all the people in the trap been dealt with?"

Wei Zhuang continued.

Bai Feng said lightly: "Hidden Bat went to chase and kill him. He likes this cat and mouse game very much."

There was another thing he didn't say, which was that Bai Feng hated blood-sucking inhuman monsters like Hidden Bats, which made him feel sick, so he was unwilling to hunt them down together.

"You go too and deal with it cleanly, I need time."

Wei Zhuang said coldly.

Bai Feng resisted a little, but did not object to Wei Zhuang, who made Wei Zhuang faster than him.

With a flash of his body, Bai Feng disappeared from the spot.

Wei Zhuang slowly walked to the door, looked at the flashing thunder in the night sky, and whispered to himself: "This chess game called the world has just begun."

Han Fei asked him to abide by the rules and wanted to create a world governed by law.

Now.

Wei Zhuang wants to create a new Korea in his own way, even if the road is paved with blood, he will not hesitate.

No need for rules in troubled times.

…

…

The next day, the news that the Prince's Palace of South Korea had been slaughtered spread throughout Xinzheng, and all the ministers were immediately panicked. Even King An of Han was a little trembling with fear. Two princes had died in a row in a few years, so there was no one left.

Although the position of prince during the Warring States Period was relatively dangerous, catching and killing the prince of South Korea was too much.

King An of Han was furious and ordered the prisoners to be captured at all costs, and sent people to notify Qin... South Korea now needs help.

Baixiang Palace.

Madam Mingzhu naturally also received the news that Fourth Young Master Han Yu was killed. Her slender eyebrows were clear and her narrow and charming eyes flashed with a flash of surprise. She knew that the people in the net were spying on Fourth Young Master Han Yu, who was suddenly killed. , this is obviously not Luo Wang’s style.

Because if Luo Wang really wanted to kill Han Yu, he wouldn't delay it until now, not to mention that Han Yu had done a good job during this period and didn't do anything extraordinary.

"Interesting, do you know who killed him?"

Mrs. Mingzhu had no feelings about Han Yu's death. While studying her incense, she asked the maid behind her.

The maid lowered her head and said respectfully: "His Royal Highness the Prince died with a sharp long sword. As for the people in the mansion, some of them were drained of blood and died, and some were killed by sharp weapons piercing their chests. The wounds were a little Like the style of a hundred birds.”

"Hundred Birds?"

Madam Mingzhu was surprised. After Ji Wuye and her eldest cousin died, the night scene naturally disbanded, and many of the remaining killers were subdued by her.

Now that Han Yu has happened, it can only mean that a fish slipped through the net at night.

"Send someone to investigate and find out who did it."

Mrs. Mingzhu said with some displeasure. She had originally planned to go to Qin to find Luo Yan, but something like this happened, so she had no choice but to put this idea on hold. At least she had to deal with Han Yu's affairs before going. .

Mrs. Mingzhu was very concerned about Luo Yan's business.

Think of Luo Yan.

Mrs. Mingzhu couldn't help but pursed her lips, her skillful tongue slid across the corner of her mouth, her eyes revealed a touch of affection, she bit her lips lightly and whispered to herself: "You are mine."

"Yes, ma'am!"

The maid answered with her hands raised.

. . . . . . . . . .

What is Luo Yan doing?

Luo Yan was leaning on Da Siming's legs, caressing her long legs with his hands, enjoying the ultimate massage from her wonderful hands, and humming in comfort from time to time.

After driving for several days, he finally arrived in Qin State, and he couldn't help but relax a little.

It's so close, it won't be long.

"Harder."

Luo Yan patted Da Siming's thigh and hummed softly.

Da Siming twitched the corner of his mouth, and glared at the dog on his legs with his beautiful eyes. He really regarded herself as a maid. She was Da Siming of the Yin and Yang family. These hands were used for killing, not for killing people. Come to give people a massage.

For Luo Yan, this obviously made no difference.

Da Siming kills people to serve the Yin and Yang family, and gives herself massages to serve him and make him happy, in case Concubine Dongjun Yan brings trouble to her.

Generally speaking, Da Siming's hands actually have many functions. As long as he is good at developing them, there will always be special surprises.

Suddenly, Luo Yan thought of something and couldn't help but open his eyes. After receiving the news from the Mo family, he hurried back to Qin State. It seemed that he had left Mo Ya in Zhao State and forgot to inform him that he was coming back with him. However, Considering Mo Ya's Qinggong, it shouldn't be difficult for this guy to leave, and he won't be in danger unless he is targeted by a great swordsman like Li Mu.

Thinking of this, I immediately put the matter behind me.

Mo Crow:......

"That's it."

Luo Yan patted Da Siming's hand and signaled her to stop. Then he sat up, opened the curtain, and asked Gai Nie who was driving the carriage, "Can we arrive in Xianyang today?"

"As long as the weather doesn't change, that's fine."

Ganie looked at the clear sky and said.

Luo Yan nodded, looking forward to it for a moment. He wanted to know what the Mohist disciples brought back, hoping to give him some unexpected surprises.

"Sir, what happened?"

Gai Nie hesitated for a moment, then asked.

He was a little confused as to what kind of things warranted Luo Yan to put aside the war in Zhao and his subsequent plans, change his route and go directly back to China. He traveled day and night along the way. This was the first time that Gai Nie saw Luo Yan like this.

"You will know when you get to Xianyang."

Luo Yan patted Gai Nie's shoulder without elaborating.

He didn't know what the Mo family had brought back, and Luo Yan didn't dare to brag about it. If the Mo family didn't bring anything back, it would be really embarrassing.

Although this possibility is very low, Luo Yan likes to prepare for the worst when doing things.

…

Xianyang City is still prosperous.

At the Changping Lord's residence, Tian Guang, the peasant hero who had been out for many days, returned again and reported on the war in Zhao State, including Fan Yuqi's rebellion. For this matter, Tian Guang used a lot of the peasant family's power to find the hiding man. Fan Yuqi and learned the truth from his mouth.

Luo Yan actually used despicable tactics against him and framed him for the crime. Afterwards, he had someone pretend to be a farmer to rescue him, thus confirming his rebellion.

One after another, Fan Yuqi was not given a chance at all. No matter how hard he tried, Fan Yuqi would never have imagined that the majestic Grand Tutor of the Qin State, the current Marquis of Yueyang, would actually trick him into a general.

Why? !

After Fan Yuqi learned the truth, he was still confused and confused? !

After hearing this, Lord Changping said firmly: "He is not targeting Fan Yuqi, he is targeting me. No wonder he pretended to be ill and did not participate in this matter. It turned out that he had planned to do this from the beginning. I was negligent. , underestimated Luo Yan’s downline!”

Frame the blame!

Mr. Changping never played this kind of trick, but I have to say that this method was used appropriately and the effect was amazing. At least Fan Yuqi was played to death now, and there was no possibility of a comeback.

Even the whole family was imprisoned.

In this situation, Fan Yuqi would not be able to confront Luo Yan even if he came back, and he would even be assassinated by Luo Yan.

No one in the current government would think that Fan Yuqi was innocent. Luo Yan's past style was too upright, and no one would think that he was the kind of villain who framed someone for his fault.

The most important thing is that Ying Zheng supports him!

This is the most terrible thing.

"I think so too, but I never understand why he keeps targeting you. Could it be because of what happened back then?"

Tian Guang said in a deep voice.

"You don't need to understand anything, you just need to know that he is the enemy."

Chang Pingjun said coldly.

Now that Luo Yan had made a move, he had to make plans in advance to prevent Luo Yan from doing the same to him.