"Smack!"

Han Fei took out the Reverse Scale Sword from the box with his right hand and stood on his chest; The index and middle fingers of the left hand are in unison, gently brushing the blade of the sword.

The Reverse Scale Sword seemed to have suffered a devastating blow, and the sword body had been cracked in many places, and it could even be said that the entire sword had been broken into several sections.

This is a peerless fierce sword!

Only after experiencing countless battles and receiving the baptism of blood and fire can the sword body be so damaged.

But there's one thing that's very strange.

The shattered fragments of the Reverse Scale Sword, as well as the broken blade, did not fall, as if an invisible force had glued them together.

Han Fei stroked the sword body with his fingers, and said lightly: "The old years have passed, a new era is beginning, everyone must learn to survive in this new era!"

"In this heaven and earth, there is an invisible force manipulating all living beings, and I name this force: quicksand!"

Han Fei's words did not end, he seemed to be reminding himself, and as if he was speaking to the others in the room.

"South Korea must abolish the old system and rule the country by law! I know it's tough, but it has to be done, and I need your help! ”

After speaking, Han Fei looked behind him.

Behind him, a strange man stood.

The man had long white hair, and his eyes were covered by two crossed black cloths, so he couldn't see clearly.

The man was wearing a set of black and gold armor, and a large black gas permeated the man's body, looking gloomy and weird.

This man is none other than the Sword Spirit of the Reverse Scales!

Looking at the figure of the reverse scale, Han Fei was not surprised, it seemed that he had already known about the existence of the other party.

The Reverse Scale Sword Spirit didn't pay attention to Han Fei's words, but just stood quietly in the corner of the room, standing face to face with Han Fei.

"A teacher and a friend, the sword of the scales!"

Han Fei continued: "The punishment does not avoid the minister, and the reward is not spared; If the people are strong, the country will be strong, this is my original intention. ”

"However, chivalry is forbidden with force, Confucianism is chaotic with literature, and South Korea has a deep tumor; When necessary, it is not impossible to know the traitor and stop the punishment with punishment! ”

"The sword is a murder weapon, but it can also be the most powerful helper, isn't it the first thing to get rid of is Ji Wuye, otherwise Korea will die."

Han Fei clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand vigorously and continued, "That day......... Not far away! ”

"Smack!"

Then, Han Fei put the Reverse Scale Sword back into the long box and slowly closed the box.

As the box closed, the black air currents in the room returned to the box again, and the figure of the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit also disappeared into the room unconsciously.

During this process, the room reverberated with the sound of rustling, until the last stream of air returned to the box, and the sound disappeared.

"Crunch~"

The door of the house was opened by Han Fei, he looked at the sky outside, and then walked out.

It's just that, behind him, carries a rectangular box on his back!

Pedal .........

A sound of footsteps sounded, as if Han Fei was hearing the movement of opening the door here, and the servants guarding outside ran towards this side.

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"Eh, have you heard? Last night, Zilanxuan had a murder case! ”

In a restaurant in Xinzheng City, a man suddenly said loudly, and the loud sound instantly overshadowed the other noises in the lobby.

In the lobby of the restaurant, the eyes of all the diners were invariably on the man.

I saw that the man who spoke was about twenty-six or seventeen years old, and his clothes were not particularly gorgeous and noble, but they were also decent.

Looking at this dress, the man's family should have a small asset, but he should not be a wealthy gentleman.

At this time, the man's cheeks were red, his eyes were drunk and hazy, and he was staggering when he walked, obviously having drunk too much.

"Childe, you drank too much, let's go home, the carriage is ready, otherwise the master will punish the little ones when he comes back."

Soon, two ordinarily dressed servants stepped forward and grabbed the man's arm, which made the man's swaying steps better.

"Go away! This son doesn't pour a thousand cups, how much does he drink, you dare to say that I'm drunk, I tell you I'm sober. The man shouted at the servant with a drunken spree.

"Wang Gongzi, what did you say about Zilanxuan's murder? Let's hear about it. ”

At this moment, a man of the same age as the drunk man in the lobby spoke, apparently recognizing the identity of the drunk man.

"That's it, let's hear it!"

The other diners in the lobby split up and wanted the drunken man to tell them what happened to Zilanxuan.

Watching the excitement, listening to the excitement, and talking about the excitement is a kind of gossip behavior that everyone will do, and it has nothing to do with personality and morality, it is curiosity.

Seeing that everyone was all about to tell for themselves, the drunken man's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he cleared his throat and said in that drunken tone:

"This morning, I went to the west of the city with my father to purchase, and passed by the gate of Zilanxuan, which has been blocked by officers and soldiers."

"More than a dozen corpses that can no longer be seen are lying on the ground, and the road is stained red with blood, and the picture is extremely bloody........."

The drunken man described the scene he saw to everyone with a gesture.

"I see, I'll just say, there were a lot more guards than usual when I entered the city this morning, and the interrogation was much stricter." Said one of the diners.

In the lobby, there are locals who are in the know, but there are also many businessmen from other places, and most of them are not in the know.

Zuixiao Tower is a famous restaurant in Xinzheng City, the whole restaurant is divided into three floors, the first floor is the welcome hall, and the second floor is the dining lobby.

On the third floor, there are elegant private rooms.

Basically, you can come to Zuixiaolou to consume, not to mention the princes and nobles, the rich and the gentry, but the family also has a small property.

"Zilanxuan, what kind of place is that?"

In a box on the third floor of the Drunken Sky Tower, Flame Spirit Ji asked curiously, apparently she had also heard what the drunken man in the lobby on the second floor had said.

It's not that the sound insulation of the restaurant box is too poor, but that the man is drunk and speaks without scruples.

"Zilanxuan, a famous Fengyue place in South Korea." Su Mu took a piece of snow fish and put it in his mouth, and after chewing it a few times, he replied unhurriedly.

The tables in the box are full of a variety of dishes, most of which are the signs of the drunken sky.

"I really didn't expect that the heart of 'gossip' is regardless of the times, or even the world."

As the protagonist of the murder incident that the drunk man downstairs said, Su Mu's heart was unwavering, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

"That's probably the place for you men to linger." Flame Spirit Ji continued.

After speaking, she also picked up one of the signature dishes of Zuixiaolou, the 'Ice Silk Blood Eel', and put it in her mouth and tasted it carefully.

At this time, she was wearing a blue dress, her waist-length hair was neatly combed, the hair behind her was still draped behind, and the long hair on both sides was coiled on the top of her head and fixed with a few hostas.

This blue dress was bought by Flame Lingji and Su Mu when they first entered the city.

The process of buying clothes was very smooth, and there was no brainless second generation to provoke them as Su Mu expected.

Of course, on the way, the return rate is very exaggerated, and there are even horse-drawn carriages that crash into the wall on the side of the road as a result.

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