Han Fei's face was serious, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his eyes were deep and sharp, and he looked at Bai Yifei and said: "Bai Yifei is not a general, the general Ji Wuye, mobilized the palace forbidden army without authorization, and intended to rebel, but fortunately, Li Keqing detected the conspiracy early and beheaded him." ”

"Now, pass on the king's order, all forbidden troops and Korean soldiers will immediately withdraw from Langya Pavilion, but anyone who disobeys the order will be punished by the nine clans."

Han Fei's hand shook, Wang Ling erected and opened, and Bai Yifei and the three hundred white armor troops all saw it clearly.

The corners of Bai Yifei's mouth twitched fiercely, just a little, just a little, just a little, the hateful Han Fei, the hateful King Han...... Could it be that I was about to give up like this, so unwillingly.

After thinking about it, Bai Yifei slowly took the giant sword and motioned for the white armor army under his command to act.

Bang bang!

The purple girl raised her right hand, and the Gang Qi poured into the Chilian soft sword, and the four-foot soft sword suddenly changed, piercing through the ground under her feet, and killing Bai Yifei's side in the next second, circling around, and the tip of the sword was against Bai Yifei's throat.

"You can try, although it will be a lot of trouble to kill you-" The purple girl's beautiful eyes were blue, containing murderous intent.

In fact, if Bai Yifei is killed, the 500 white armor troops inside and outside will fight to the death; The 100,000 Korean soldiers and horses led and controlled by Bai Yifei also have many of his hardcore supporters, which is likely to cause a mutiny.

At least, Bai Yifei can't die at the hands of the quicksand organization headed by "Han Fei".

The two long swords of the black and white Xuanjian were slowly returned to their sheaths, crossed behind their backs, and the corners of their bloody mouths were coldly hooked: "Very good, very good, eight exquisite...... No, since my debut, the mission has never failed, you have broken my record of zero mistakes, Han Fei, Wei Zhuang, Li Qinghou, I Xuanjian remember you. ”

Xuan Qian, a first-class killer who remembers them, naturally means that Luo Wang remembers them.

Whoosh –

Jumping forward, the black and white Xuanjian was injured and fled far away, disappearing into the dark night.

In the field, Bai Yifei held the sword with both hands fiercely, the hilt of the sword rattled, half sounded, and his ten fingers relaxed, he was unwilling to let out a long breath, turned around and snorted coldly: "Li Qinghou, Han Fei, this one is your win." ”

"It's a long time coming, so you can play slowly...... Let's go. ”

Hoof, hoof......

White horse bloody clothes, all walks in style, hundreds of elite white-armored soldiers follow step by step, the evil spirit is condensed, even if the mission fails, he is still the Korean bloody Hou Bai Yifei, and his bearing is very human.

"Poof—"

Li Qinghou and Wei Zhuang spurted blood from their mouths again.

"Brother Wei Zhuang."

"Brother Qinghou."

"Brother Li."

"Someone comes, pass on the accompanying medical officer."

“……”

Li Qinghou smiled and said, "Don't worry, you can't die yet, just breathe for a while." ”

"Me too." Wei Zhuang suddenly spoke.

"Haha......" Li Qinghou smiled heartily, his hand hung out in the air, and said loudly: "Good job, everyone, the end of the world is beautiful." ”

Han Fei stretched out his hand: "The end of the world is beautiful." ”

Xiao Liangzi was speechless, but he also felt very enthusiastic, his hand was on Han Fei, and a clear voice sounded: "The four beauties of the world." ”

Everyone looked at Wei Zhuang.

The purple girl and the second daughter of Langyu snickered with their eyes, such a "middle two" move was too embarrassing for Wei Zhuang.

Wei Zhuang snorted lightly: "Two or two goods." ”

Then, he also reached out and put it on the back of Zhang Liang's hand, and forcibly endured the depressed and sour taste: "The end of the world, the end of the world is beautiful." ”

After speaking, Wei Zhuang actually felt physically and mentally happy, and the corners of his mouth naturally hooked up a light smile.

"Ninth son, the accompanying medical officer is here." A soldier clenched his fists and reported.

"Okay, heal ...... first"

An hour later, in the Cabinet Mansion of Zilanxuan, an elegant inner room, the wind curtain swayed, and the purple bamboo in the open-air courtyard outside the inner room was more and more hazy and beautiful by the moonlight.

In the wide inner room, everyone sat cross-legged.

Li Qinghou took off his shirt, revealing a strong, smooth muscle line, there were white bandages on his waist and right shoulder, and the deepest wound was a long sword wound from his left shoulder to the right ribs, and half of the oblique bandage was infected with blood.

Wei Zhuang was even more miserable, his left hand and left shoulder were too badly injured, and he was made by the medical officer to look like a wounded man with a broken arm - the strap was pulled down around the neck and wrapped around the injured arm, and the whole hand hung in front of him.

His image, with a cold expression, how funny it is.

Li Qinghou raised his glass and drank slowly, unable to drink in a big gulp, for fear of involving the wound in the heart; Sirp half of it, put down the wine glass and said, "Brother Han, the king of Korea is about to usher in a big turmoil." ”

"yes." Han Fei nodded in agreement, but no matter how he looked at this expression, he was extremely excited.

He glanced at Li Qinghou and then at Wei Zhuang, and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Li Qinghou's eyes flashed with wisdom and thought, and he said: "Brother Han, Ji Wuye is dead, I think that if you want to further influence and control Korea, you want to be strong, and this general is none other than Brother Wei Zhuang." ”

"The disciples of the Guigu Valley, the parties are Jie, and the princes of the world can't ask for it; As long as Brother Wei Zhuang is willing, you, Prime Minister Zhang Cheng, and me, the guest secretary on the seat, will join forces to recommend to King Han, and this matter can be done. ”

Han Fei sighed happily: "The parents who gave birth to me, and the parents who know me." ”

Before, Han Fei was indeed thinking about the position of general - Li Qinghou and Wei Zhuang were both the best candidates; But Li Qinghou instantly understood his thoughts, automatically withdrew from the election, and opened his mouth to elect Wei Zhuang.

"I-" Wei Zhuang opened his mouth.

Li Qinghou interrupted: "Ying Zheng was assassinated by the net this time, the master of the net is Lu Buwei, the two are already on the same page, Ying Zheng returns to Qin, and the two will have one win and one loss." ”

"I thought that Yingzheng would win, and if he won, Mr. Gai Nie would definitely be entrusted with important responsibilities and important positions...... Brother Wei Zhuang wants to compete with the heirs of the swordsmanship, and all parties compete, and the position of General Han is indispensable. ”

Hearing this, Wei Zhuang acquiesced to this favor, after all, Ji Wuye was not killed by him.

"Maybe ......"

At this time, Han Fei's fingers tapped on the table, and he smiled inexplicably: "Maybe we have more than one surprise?" ”

"More than one surprise?" Li Qinghou and Wei Zhuang were slightly stunned.

Zhang Liang smiled and explained: "Not long ago, Brother Han had already secretly passed the information of Bai Yifei's serious injury to Tian Ze, as the enemy who captured Tian Ze in the past and imprisoned him for ten years, how could Tian Ze let go of such a good opportunity. ”

"I believe that before tomorrow, there will be news from the quicksand intelligence system."

Han Fei raised his glass and swayed, revealing a wicked smile.

Li Qinghou raised his glass and said, "Brother Han, I will obey you if I don't accept anyone." ”

"Cheers."

"."

That night, a few people talked about business, and then chatted and drank and chattered. The jade plays, the purple girl pours wine, and the most advanced dancers of Zilanxuan dance and sing, comfortable and leisurely.

Late this night, Li Qinghou temporarily stayed in Zilanxuan.

Early the next morning, at the Korean court meeting, after the joint recommendation of Han Fei, Li Qinghou, and Zhang Kaidi, plus Wei Zhuang's "top high education" degree certificate as a disciple of Guigu, he successfully applied for the position of Korean general, took over the authority in Ji Wuye's hands, and commanded tens of thousands of palace forbidden troops.

As for the fourth son, Han Yu, who was splashed with a wave of dirty water by Li Qinghou, is now being feared and suspected by King Han, so it is difficult to make his voice heard in the court in a short time.

Of course, to Li Qinghou's surprise, Han Wangan actually gave him a big gift.

King Han An, who is nearly sixty years old, sits on the throne high, in a comfortable mood, Ji Wuye is a big stone in his heart, this big stone is removed, the whole person is much more relaxed, and announced loudly: "Li Qinghou, the king's guest qing, the son is unparalleled, the talent is peerless, the head of the thief Ji Wuye, in addition to the trouble of the widow's henchmen, this king hereby entitles the title of the marquis, and the name of the 'light marquis', which is the light marquis of my Han." ”

When Li Qinghou heard this, he hugged his fists and said, "Xie Han Wang." ”

"Congratulations."

"Congratulations."

The court congratulated everyone one after another, and Han Fei and Wei Zhuang also smiled slightly.

Li Qinghou smiled indifferently, waved his sleeves, and pretended to be forced: "Fenghou is not my will, I hope the sea is peaceful." ”

The ministers worshipped: "Light marquis and high righteousness." ”