bullyxtreme Chapter 307 is here
Chapter 307 is here
Chapter 307 is here
"The world is criss-crossed, who can comprehend it? World affairs are like chess."
Han Fei smiled slightly, looked at the dignified Zhang Liang, picked up the sunspots on the side, and slowly dropped them, and said lightly: "There are some things that are not urgent, just like this game of chess, even if it is a dead end, how can you know if you can't?" Put it to death and survive, turn danger into safety, and even profit from it."
"Clap!"
As soon as he landed, his voice was clear and sweet, and at the same time revealed Han Fei's innate confidence and strong persuasive power.
"Brother Han, Liang has been taught!"
Zhang Liang nodded seriously when he heard the words, but then he looked at Han Fei's move, his expression gradually became weird, and he couldn't help saying, "Brother Han, you will lose everything if you make a move."
"Ahem, playing chess is for entertainment and entertainment, how can you be obsessed with winning or losing, Zifang, you are crazy!"
Han Fei coughed dryly, disrupted the chessboard calmly, and said solemnly.
"Brother Han, you are right no matter what."
Zhang Liang looked at Han Fei helplessly, and said softly.
Zhang Liang, who was as gentle as jade, couldn't deal with Han Fei's rascal behavior, and was manipulated to death.
"Zifang, clean up, I'll ask how far away it is."
Han Fei's old face was not red at all. He smiled, got up and walked out of the carriage. This time he came out for sightseeing.
"it is good!"
Zhang Liang nodded in response.
On the other side, Han Fei had already stepped out of the carriage, and a gust of wind with rain blew across his face, making him extremely refreshed.
"Master Sikou."
The soldiers driving the carriage saw Han Fei coming out, and greeted him respectfully.
Han Fei nodded slightly, looked around at the scenery, and asked the soldiers, "Where is this?"
"Already approaching Qiushan."
Hearing the words, the soldiers said in a deep voice.
"So, we can arrive before tonight."
Han Fei nodded, thinking about it in his heart, and at the same time secretly looking forward to the reunion with that junior.
I just don't know what it will be like to meet again this time.
. . . . . . . . . .
As the evening approached, the light rain gradually stopped.
The dark clouds in the sky have dissipated a lot, become thinner, and go away with the wind. From time to time, the breeze blows by, causing the raindrops on the branches and leaves to slide down, dripping on the carriage below, and splashing, scattered on those standing around. On the soldiers.
Facing the cold rain, the soldiers standing around remained indifferent, standing on their posts with expressionless faces, guarding the houses behind them.
Although South Korea was weak during the Warring States period, it was compared to other countries, and the combat power and quality of its soldiers were not bad.
Or it should be said that none of the soldiers of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period was bad.
The word Warring States is not just a joke.
Countries are either at war or on the way to war. This war has lasted for hundreds of years and has not stopped until now.
The house guarded by the soldiers is not big, just a simple private house.
From the eaves and walls of the house, it is not difficult to see that the house has just been renovated, but there are two white lanterns hanging at the door of the house, paper money is scattered around, and the inside can be seen through the open door. With a coffin in place, the atmosphere was much more solemn and silent.
Han Fei and Zhang Liang were in the house at the moment, examining the cause of death of the corpse.
Zhang Liang also looked at the surrounding environment very carefully.
The mourning hall and the soldiers standing guard around it were obviously arranged deliberately, because the person who died this time was an envoy of the Qin State, so even if it was just pretending, the place had to be made solemn.
At least that's how it looks.
Especially when the Qin envoys are coming, South Korea must show their determination to solve the problem, at least on the surface, and they cannot find fault with others.
"Crack~"
Han Fei's autopsy was not slow. He quickly recorded what he wanted and closed the coffin. In fact, everyone knows that it doesn't matter who killed the Qin envoy. The important thing is that he died in the On the territory of South Korea, and this person is also an envoy of Qin State.
Represents the state of Qin.
South Korea must give Qin an explanation, which is the face of a country.
"Tianze's method is really cruel."
Zhang Liang looked at the surrounding environment, and then looked at the corpse in the coffin. With just one glance, he couldn't help frowning, and said in a deep voice.
During this period of time, the young man saw more corpses than in previous years combined.
"Tianze wants to provoke war between the two countries, and demonstrate by the way."
Han Fei said calmly that he didn't have much opinion on the corpse. The person who died was from the state of Qin, and Tianze who did it might have Luo Yan intervening behind it.
This matter is too complicated, and Han Fei just went through the procedure when he came here, and dragged along the new envoy of Qin State to test the attitude of the envoy of Qin State, so as to facilitate South Korea's subsequent response.
Is it a fight or a draw.
This will take time to discuss.
Thinking of Tianze, Han Fei's expression was also a little dignified.
The hatred of the country's destruction and family destruction, coupled with the hatred of being imprisoned for more than ten years, if this kind of person is not handled well, it will be a disaster for South Korea, just like now.
"Young Master Ninth, the envoy of Qin Kingdom has arrived!"
At this moment, a general who was guarding outside the house suddenly pushed the door open and said in a deep voice.
The moment Zhang Liang heard the words, Zhang Liang looked at Han Fei. There was a flash of surprise in your eyes. You were obviously surprised that the new envoy of Qin State came so quickly.
"Come on, go out and see."
When Han Fei heard this, his eyes flashed, as if he was not surprised by this matter, looked at Zhang Liang and smiled, then nodded and said.
Zhang Liang nodded, and followed Han Fei out, seeing a group of people in the distance.
I saw it on the trail not far away.
The leader was a young man in a robe, about the same age as Han Fei, with deep eyes and a faint smile on his mouth, which was different from the casualness of Han Fei and Luo Yan. It was a smile that was extremely confident in himself. The whole person looks high-spirited, and there seems to be a breeze when walking.
There is a taste of elation.
Eight soldiers in black armor from the Qin Dynasty followed, walking over without haste.
After seeing the token in Qin Bing's hand along the way, the South Korean soldiers let them go without daring to stop them at all, and even exchanged eyes with strong awe.
That is the accumulation of years of war.
When South Korea and Qin are at war, it is like an egg hitting a rock, and it will crash when it touches it.
It's not that the Korean soldiers are cowardly, but that they have lost too many times, so much that they have no confidence.
There are not many legions in this world that can confront Qin without being weak.
Look at the person coming.
Han Fei's eyes were slightly dignified, and he put away the casualness in the past, with a touch of solemnity, but the casual smile on the corner of his mouth was still there, intertwined with the eyes of the visitor in an instant.
At this moment, the two seemed to be in touch for a long time.
"Brush~"
Li Si raised his hand to stop the Qin army who followed, and these Qin army also ordered and prohibited them. The moment Li Si raised his hand, they stopped and stood on both sides without a trace of noise.
Orderly terrible.
"Qin's envoy, Li Si, has met the Ninth Young Master."
Li Si stepped forward slowly, and stopped when he treated Han Fei not too far away. He was not interested in the other people in the house or the coffin, but just stared at Han Fei who was also looking at him. Said without haste.
The last time they parted, Li Si was alone, while Han Fei was the ninth son of South Korea, the son of the royal family.
And meet here.
Li Si has already boarded the stage he wanted, and has become an envoy of Qin State, who can speak on behalf of Qin State.
And this time.
He was finally able to look straight on, and even look down on the talented brother who was deeply loved by the teacher.
"Brother, long time no see."
Han Fei looked at Li Si, the solemn look in his eyes slowly dissipated, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he said softly.
"Junior brother? Sure enough..."
Zhang Liang, a young man standing next to Han Fei, had a flash of understanding in his eyes when he heard the words. He knew that the new envoy had a close relationship with Han Fei, but he never thought that they were brothers from the same school. Just looking at the atmosphere between the two, it seems that there is no kind of friendliness between brothers and sisters, but a feeling of being on the same page.
Of course, this is Zhang Liang's intuition.
"Brother doesn't seem to be surprised by my arrival."
Li Si also laughed, his aura subdued, his attitude seemed to ease a lot, and he asked Han Fei.
"This time such a big thing happened, if you don't find out who the new envoy is, wouldn't it appear that senior brother and I are too incompetent, but the junior brother came a little too late."
Han Fei looked at Li Si, smiled, and said slowly.
"The journey is far away, after all, it is not as convenient as the senior brother, and the senior brother has been waiting for a long time."
Li Si smiled apologetically and replied softly.
Zhang Liang watched the confrontation between the two people's words, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"Brother, let's talk?"
Han Fei suggested.
"Long time no see, Li Si also has the same intention."
Li Si looked at Han Fei, nodded and smiled slightly.
After all, the two sides are brothers and sisters. Even if they want to kill South Korea, they have to say hello first and then soldiers.
Li Si couldn't even wait for this little time and effort.
He has no shortage of patience.
Under Zhang Liang's watchful eyes, the strange pair of brothers and sisters walked together and walked towards the creek not far away.
While walking and chatting, the atmosphere is excellent.
Like a pair of "couples".
. . . . . . . . .
Baixiang Temple.
Luo Yan ate and drank for the past two days and almost sat on the soft couch, unable to get off at all, just like a fisherman who was busy catching the sea, never resting for a moment.
Mrs. Mingzhu sensed that Luo Yan was leaving, so she tried her best these two days and almost broke Luo Yan's waist.
"I have to go get him some medicine tonight~"
Mrs. Mingzhu reluctantly got up from Luo Yan, explained softly, and then began to change clothes in front of Luo Yan.
The speed of changing clothes is not very fast, as if changing them specially for someone to see.
Luo Yan was also fascinated by it.
Women are really beautiful when they change clothes,
Of course, the premise is that the woman has a good figure and temperament, otherwise changing clothes will definitely not achieve this effect.
And Mrs. Mingzhu is undoubtedly the former, her figure is so good that it's a foul.
After a long time, Mrs. Mingzhu was fully dressed.
She wore a purple-black long dress with a low neckline, her face was like a lotus, her eyebrows were like willows, and her eyes, which were more charming than peach blossoms, were very attractive. Against the background of the purple-black long dress, her skin was more beautiful than snow. A head of black hair was pulled into a tall beauty bun, and the pearls hanging on the Bu Yao swayed slightly, her lips were smiling, and her charm revealed her dignity.
The perfect fusion of two contradictory temperaments.
At this moment, Mrs. Mingzhu is the lady of a country, with a perfect temperament.
There is a strong impulse to conquer.
"For the first time, I feel that your eyes are not as beautiful as mine."
Luo Yan looked at Mrs. Mingzhu who was fully dressed, stared into her eyes, shook his head slightly, and sighed with regret.
"really?"
When Mrs. Mingzhu heard this, the smile on her pretty face became slightly stronger, she stared at Luo Yan, and said slowly, stepping on high heels, twisting her wonderful waist, like a queen, her whole body was full of aura After a few minutes, he came to Luo Yan to force him.
Luo Yan quickly said with a smile: "Who made you in my eyes, but only me in your eyes."
Mrs. Mingzhu rolled her eyes charmingly, covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "You are glib, what do you want to eat tonight, I will have someone prepare it for you."
"What do I want to eat, Madam doesn't know?"
Luo Yan's dog paw irregularly touched Mrs. Mingzhu's little hand, and said solemnly.
"Stop messing around, we'll have to go out later."
Mrs. Mingzhu got up and distanced herself from Luo Yan. The mature Yu Jie's voice was somewhat helpless.
She also wanted to be with Luo Yan, but Han Wangan's body couldn't bear it, so he had to take medicine to maintain it, and accidents would happen if he didn't take it for a while.
"I'm waiting for you."
Luo Yan looked at the dignified Mrs. Mingzhu, licked his lips, and said with a wicked smile.
Mrs. Mingzhu gave Luo Yan a blank look, got up and walked out of the palace, intending to deal with Han Wangan as soon as possible.
Followed out of the palace gate.
Mrs. Mingzhu's expression also changed, her smile was a little fake in an instant, she glanced outside the door and lowered her head to wait for the maid, with the aura of a lady, she said coldly: "Let's go."
"Yes, ma'am."
The maid responded respectfully, without looking into the room, and even her eyes didn't change at all.
After following Mrs. Mingzhu for so many years, she knows how to survive.
Listen less, see less, talk less, care less
After Mrs. Mingzhu left, Luo Yan also became bored.
He now understands why Mrs. Mingzhu is so haunting on him, and she is extremely possessive, almost sickly. If he stayed in such a palace, he would probably get sick after a long time.
Strangely distressed.
Fortunately, there is me!
Luo Yan sighed in his heart, and then thought of Ying Zheng: "I don't know if Ying Zheng will arrive, why don't you go see Honglian?"
After all, it is not very convenient for him to leave the palace now, and there are a lot of people outside the palace who have to deal with him.
And just when Luo Yan was thinking about these things.
"Huh~"
The temperature inside the house suddenly plummeted, and the cold wind swept across, blowing the curtains.
At the same time, a large amount of dark white cold air emerged from the crack of the door and permeated the air. The door that was originally hidden was instantly pushed open, and at the same time a figure appeared from the cold mist.
A striking scarlet robe, long silver hair, and a cold and pale face.
All reveal the identity of the person who came.
Bloody clothes are not white.
(End of this chapter)