"That's thanks to Changpingjun for your love...... Han Fei chuckled, and then drank the wine in his hand again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xiong Qi's beautiful Danfeng eyes stared at Han Fei carefully, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

"I'm curious, don't you hate Yingzheng?"

Xiong Qi's voice, like magic music, made Han Fei hold the hand of the wine bottle and lightly pause.

"Although I don't know what Yingzheng did in South Korea, I want Ji Wuye to be in power, and the son Han Yu stands on his own in Yangcheng. All this should be Yingzheng's handiwork. ”

Han Fei's hand, which paused slightly, moved again. The wine bottle was under his nose, sniffed a few times, and then took a sip, looking extremely leisurely.

Xiong Qi was not annoyed, but looked at Han Fei with interest.

"It seems that it was the right thing to do. Perhaps, this is the only way to completely arouse your fighting spirit......"

Xiong Qi pondered for a moment in his heart and continued: "I hope you will be able to solve the secret in the Phantom Sound Treasure Box as soon as possible, and when the time comes, you will have the ability to revive your Korean ......."

Han Fei frowned, and between the unknowns, he always felt that there was something else in Xiong Qi's words.

However, although Xiong Qi's current power in the Qin State was still greatly improved with the collapse of the old Qin family. However, Han Fei was not worried at all about what he would do to pick up the airport in South Korea.

Because, since the old Qin family has fallen, Han Fei believes that the next target that Ying Zheng will deal with must be this equally ambitious Chu family.

It's just that the identities of the queen and the crown prince are extremely sensitive. Han Fei was not sure where Ying Zhenghui would go to Xiong Qi.

Do you want to eliminate the party leader with the power of thunder like the former Caidong system, or like the old Qin family, step by step, ask questions but don't send them?

Seeing the meaning in Han Fei's eyes, Xiong Qi showed a hint of annoyance faintly. But then he quickly covered it up.

"Brother Han, there is still a long way to go, don't lose yourself......"

After Xiong Qi finished speaking, he turned around directly and walked towards the door. As soon as he crossed the doorway, he was gone.

Han Fei looked at the wine bottle in his hand again, then raised his head and looked in the southeast direction.

……

Sinzheng, South Korea

After several years of division and turmoil, coupled with the rampant conquest of Ji Wuye and others. Xinzheng, the capital of Handu, who originally sat on a rich land, has already shown a bit of depression at this moment.

There is no curfew in South Korea, but at the moment, there are very few pedestrians on the streets of South Korea.

Once, those red and green places that symbolized the place where the princes and generals were like were like birds lost their former brilliance and became deserted.

However, even so, in this Xinzheng City, there is still a brightly lit place, Yingge Yanyan.

In this huge mansion, Ji Wuye held several women in his arms, unscrupulously drinking the wine brought back by the Jade Tiger from Kunlun Mountain.

"Whoosh!"

A black figure suddenly landed in the center of the dancing girl. Shocked a group of dancers, they suddenly lost their proportions, and many fell to the ground.

This black shadow knelt on one knee and lowered his head, it was Ji Wuye's number one right-hand man, the ink crow in charge of the hundred birds.

"What's wrong?"

Ji Wuye's big rough hands roamed back and forth on the woman in his arms, frowning slightly. Apparently unhappy that the ink crow disturbed him like this.

However, Mo Crow didn't seem to feel Ji Wuye's anger, he still lowered his head and whispered: "Wei Zhuang's hiding place, I found it!" ”

"Oh?"

Ji Wuye pushed away the woman on his body, and there was a little interest in his eyes.

Over the years, Wei Zhuang, who is the heir of the Ghost Valley, doesn't know how much trouble he has brought him. Among the hundred birds, there are even more people who are buried in the hands of the killer group known as quicksand.

"Did you finally find it?"

Ji Wuye's rugged face showed a cruel smile.

"Order 100 birds, all the staff are dispatched. General Ben wants to see if he is powerful in quicksand, which has only been established for a few years, or whether General Ben's hundred birds are powerful! ”

There was not the slightest fear in Ji Wuye's strong voice. On the contrary, it was full of excitement and a strong killing intent.

It's been a long time since he dominated the country that nothing has been able to challenge him again.

Perhaps, tonight, this rat, which has been beating for years, can be removed. The game of cat and mouse is almost the same.

The crow nodded slightly, and then the figure flashed again, leaving a few black feathers, but the deity disappeared.

In a cave, damp water droplets fall on the rocks with great regularity.

Wei Zhuang, on the other hand, sat on a stone chair with his eyes closed. He looked at ease, as if he was not aware of the impending battle in the slightest.

"Lord Weizhuang......"

A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the cave. Wei Zhuang, on the other hand, still had his eyes closed, not wanting to pay attention to him at all.

"Ji Wuye's people, dispatched!" The Hidden Bat took two steps forward slightly, then knelt down and said.

"Hehe, it's finally here......"

Wei Zhuang opened his eyes a little lazily, and under the white eyebrows, there were a pair of amber eyes that were extremely cold.

"Whew!"

A burst of black gas, like a beating spirit snake, floated in around the hidden bat at the entrance of the cave.

"Tick!"

A cold drop of water fell into the mist and then scattered. A figure shrouded in black slowly walked out.

"You don't need to meddle in this battle!"

An undeniable momentum emanated from Wei Zhuang's body. Mo Qilin's footsteps also paused slightly and stopped.

"This is a battle between us Koreans, Yingzheng is not qualified to intervene, and you are not qualified to intervene!"

Wei Zhuang slowly stood up from the stone chair, and the sharp shark teeth had appeared under his wide cuffs at some point. There was a hint of a cold light of pale green.

Mo Qilin's only eye that could be seen clearly twitched slightly, and then, a voice that could not distinguish between men and women sounded in the cave.

"I'm just here to tell you that there's someone behind this ......"

"Humph!" Wei Zhuang snorted lightly, holding the shark tooth's right hand, and unconsciously tightened.

"No matter who it is, it doesn't make much difference to me!"

Wei Zhuang didn't give Mo Qilin another chance to speak, and left the cave directly.

"Oops, we seem to be being ignored......"

A charming voice came from the mouth of the cave. Flame Spirit Ji, who was sitting on the shoulders of the Peerless Ghost, shook her slender legs and looked at the ink qilin with some schadenfreude.

"Do the king's mission......"

The voices that couldn't distinguish between men and women sounded, and then, the ink qilin turned into a black mist again, surging towards the outside of the cave.