Han Fei winked mischievously at the Purple Girl, and chuckled: "Purple Girl, don't praise me, I'm easy to be proud." ”

Beside Han Fei, kneeling sat a handsome young man dressed in Confucian clothes.

His face is handsome and delicate, his skin is more crystal clear than that of a beauty, and his bright eyes are like paint.

This person is the grandson of South Korea's Xiangguo Zhang, and Zhang Liang, a saint who will leave a name in history in later generations. However, at this time, Zhang Liang did not have the prestige of later generations, but was just a young man.

When Zhang Liang heard this, he looked at Han Fei funny, a different color flashed in his eyes, and he raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and chuckled.

Although Gongzi Han Fei looks a little frivolous and debauched, he is not a person who relies on big things at all. But after getting along with him for a long time, I can find that he has many advantages. For example, Childe's keen observation and far-reaching strategy are rarely compared to anyone in South Korea.

However, the purple girl and Wei Zhuang don't know what the origin is and what kind of power they have behind them. What kind of plans do they have when they come to Childe at such a time?

Zhang Liang glanced at the two purple girls quietly, and there were a little more doubts in his heart. Although it was not the first time he had seen Zi Nu and Wei Zhuang, he had no idea where they came from.

The purple girl glanced at Han Fei charmingly, with a faint smile on her face, without words.

Although this good show has begun, the characters who are acting have not yet arrived, and what kind of play can be performed in the end, it is still two words. If Han Fei can complete the goal, he still has the qualifications to cooperate with himself and others. If he can't even pass this level, there is no point.

Han Fei and Zi Nu laughed, and they didn't forget their business.

He raised his glass to Wei Zhuang and smiled: "This matter, but I want to trouble Brother Wei Zhuang." ”

Wei Zhuang stared at the movements of the guards in the General's Mansion, drank all the wine in the cup, and casually threw the fine white jade cup on the ground.

Then he carried the shark-toothed sword and walked in the direction of the departure of the general's palace guards.

Han Fei looked at the broken white jade cup with a sad face, shook his head helplessly, and cried: "Although I know you're cool, you don't have to show off my beloved wine glass, right?" ”

Han Fei's face was full of crying, but his eyes flashed with a clear light, and he was a little more contemplative.

Wei Zhuang, a native of Guigumen.

I can get the help of Ghost Valley, but it depends on what happens tonight.

Although there are only two disciples in each generation of the Guigu lineage, their reputation is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and it can be said that it resounded throughout the world. If he can achieve great things in the future, the reputation of this Guigumen person is the best help.

With the prestige of the Guigu Gate alone, he can recruit countless talents for himself!

The purple girl didn't notice the deep thought in Han Fei's eyes, and covered her mouth coquettishly and chuckled: "It seems that the person who is going to be sad tonight is not the only one who is going to be sad about General Mo." ”

Soon after, in a dense jungle outside the city of Xinzheng.

On the wide dense forest avenue, dozens of lightly armed cavalry without any signs walked slowly. Their large, throbbing hands were always on top of their long knives, and their faces were wary of their surroundings.

Behind them, hundreds of people drove cattle and horses, dragging wagons that looked rather heavy.

Just as the group of men and horses advancing in the middle of the night was advancing cautiously, there was suddenly a figure on the road ahead.

His face was cold and expressionless, and his dead eyes were like ghosts and gods from the underworld, making people dare not look at him. At this time, he was dressed in a black samurai suit, holding a somewhat strange long sword, and his silver-white shawl long hair fluttered freely in the breeze, looking a little more murderous.

"Kill!"

The escort soldiers saw the figure blocking the road in front of them, and had no intention of talking to them. With the leader's low cold drink, dozens of cavalrymen in light armor rushed forward, and more than a dozen archers with strong bows in the rear faintly aimed at the comer.

Wei Zhuang's expression was flat, his toes lightly stepped on the ground, and the shark teeth in his hand flashed with a cold glow.

The sword is fierce and murderous.

This is a massacre without suspense, and it is also a battle that has long been predestined.

A moment later, dozens of corpses lay at Wei Zhuang's feet, and all that was left was the neighing of horses. The guards beside the carriage had already scattered in panic before the killing was over.

For the fleeing guards, Wei Zhuang just glanced at them coldly, and didn't pay attention anymore.

He walked unhurriedly to the heavy carriage, looked at the bulging sacks on it, and easily tore a large hole in it with a slight slash of the cold shark-toothed sword in his hand.

It's just that when the sack was torn open, Wei Zhuang looked at the contents and was stunned for a moment.

Stone!

Wei Zhuang looked at the stones in the sack, and his eyes flashed with unconcealed consternation. His brows furrowed, and the shark-toothed sword in his hand shone brightly, tearing all the sacks on the carriage in an instant.

There was only a boom, and countless rubbles rolled down from the carriage.

The crisp sound of countless rubble crashing into each other seemed to mock Wei Zhuang, making his face even colder.

Wei Zhuang's expression was extremely cold, and his body was like a sharp arrow off the string, galloping past the heavy carriages. In just a dozen seconds, all the sacks on the carriage were cut open. Countless rubbles poured out of the wagon, covering half of the road in an instant.

Wei Zhuang looked at the rubble that rolled to the ground, and his face became as ugly as pig's liver.

Actually, it's all stones!

A quarter of an hour later, halfway up the mountain outside Xinzheng City.

Several people listened to Wei Zhuang's words and couldn't help but look at each other.

Zhang Liang's beautiful brows furrowed slightly, and her face showed a contemplative look.

Mo Chen really deserves to be a general who has been crisscrossing South Korea for more than ten years, leaning towards the government and the opposition, and his grandfather's biggest political enemy in his life. Unexpectedly, the other party actually saw through Brother Han's plan, and instead teased us fiercely.

Still, something seems wrong, what exactly are we overlooking?

Purple Girl Dai frowned slightly, and when she saw Wei Zhuang's cold face, she didn't know what to say for a while. Then she glanced at Han Fei, who looked indifferent, and a flash of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

Gongzi Han Fei is still a little more tender than the general Mo after all.

Wei Zhuang poured a glass of wine, looked at Han Fei with a cold face, and said coldly: "You lost." ”

Han Fei stared at the dense jungle with a flat expression, as if he had walked through the deep and terrifying boundless darkness and saw the place where Weizhuang was fighting.

He stared for a moment, then followed the route the cavalry had left, looked around the area of Xinzheng City, showed a confident smile on his face, and said with a smile: "No, I won this game." ”

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Han Fei in shock, with a little more doubt and doubt in their eyes.

Even Wei Zhuang, who had a cold face before, couldn't help but be a little more curious. He held a wine bottle in his hand and looked at Han Fei with a flat expression, as if he wanted to see him through.

Han Fei felt everyone's suspicious gaze and said with a smile: "The news I told General Mo in the General's Mansion before was not lying to him. It's just that I didn't tell him that the place where I found the military pay was only a rough area, and there were no specific clues. ”

When everyone heard this, their faces showed a faint look of contemplation.

Could it be that Han Fei deliberately startled the snake!

Han Fei glanced at the abruptness on Zhang Liang's face, as well as the contemplative look of the two purple girls, shrugged his shoulders, and smiled helplessly: "You also know that I am just a Korean son who no one cares about, and I have no power in Xinzheng.

So even though I found the approximate location, I didn't have the manpower to search for it carefully.

However, everything doesn't matter anymore, the powerful General Mo has already told us the specific location of the salary! ”

When the people heard this, they no longer had any doubts in their hearts. Zi Nu and Wei Zhuang glanced at each other, and looked at Han Fei with a slightly different expression.

Han Fei is really not a thing in the pool, who would have thought that he would actually hide a plan in the pool!

However, that General Mo is not an easy person, and this battle is not completely over when the final result is not seen!