"No wonder his name is Ink Crow!" Han Xin said a word, only to see a young man in a black feather coat come out of the black air. This man's face was very handsome, and a strange pattern at the corner of his eye added a little evil to him.

It's just that this person's whole body exudes an icy aura, giving people a feeling that no one is close to them.

Mo Crow took out a wine jug from his back, took a long sip, and smacked his mouth, "Today is a day of rest, Childe won't ask Mo Crow to carry out the task again, right?" ”

Since Yingzheng went to South Korea, the night broke the bloody clothes, and most of the birds were injured by Wei Zhuang, Ji Wuye was furious, his temper became more and more irritable, and his actions became more and more difficult to figure out.

The contradiction between Bai Feng and Ji Wuye was gradually revealed, and finally during a mission, Bai Feng couldn't bear it, and instead of killing the target, he betrayed the night.

After that, there was the endless pursuit of the night, and suddenly, the ink crow seemed to be back to that night, and when he and Bai Feng were desperate, a giant sword fell from the sky.

Later, it was the Qin State that attacked Qin, Ji Wuye died at the hands of Wei Zhuang, and the night also died with it, and on the condition of Bai Feng's freedom, Mo Crow came to work under Jing Zhou.

"Childe, I always talk about words, since it's a day off, how can I ask you to carry out a mission." He Jing Gongzi is not Zhao Gao, and he is extremely harsh to the people under him.

The killer of the net, from beginning to end, only has the word task, not even maternity leave, not to mention a tragic word!

Jing Zhou pulled Han Xin in front of the ink crow and said with a smile: "He will be handed over to you in the future." ”

"Eh", Han Xin was stunned for a moment, wanting to refuse, the man in black feather in front of him gave him the feeling that it was too evil, but the ink crow had already responded, "Tomorrow is three o'clock, still here." ”

Glancing at Han Xin, Mo Crow's whole person turned into a crow again and disappeared from Han Xin's sight.

"Eh", it took a long time before Han Xin spit out a sentence: "Can I still refuse?" ”

Jing Zhou smiled: "What do you say? ”

"It seems that I can't, so can I advance half a month's salary first?"

"What do you say?"

“……”

Han Xin left, with a hint of melancholy, a hint of unwillingness, and a hint of loss.

In a corner of the house, Jing Zhou's ink crows sat side by side, their eyes falling on Han Xin's depressed back.

"Childe, what do you mean by that? What Hundred Birds wants is an assassin with a shrewd mind and a strong martial arts, not a person like him who eats and waits for death. The ink crow shook his head, sighed, and continued: "With his muddy appearance, he will probably not live for more than three days in Bainiao." ”

Jing Zhou said: "Although this kid is a puddle of mud, his martial arts are not outstanding, and his reaction is half a beat slower than others, but this life-saving kung fu is more than ninety percent of people in the world, and it is not easy to want him to die." But I'm curious, when did you go on a mission on your day off? ”

Mo Crow withdrew his gaze from Han Xin, and in a blink of an eye fell on the two Miaoman figures on the street, as if he hadn't heard Jing Zhou's words, he just nodded vigorously and said: "Well, yes, yes, Childe, what you said is good, this woman, look at her slender waist and slow walking, light yarn and wrists, but this appearance, but you must not draw conclusions lightly, whether it is beautiful or ugly, you still need to confirm it until you get closer." ”

"Those two girls, I'll fight eight... No, I give a score of seven, but I don't know if I will marry or not, otherwise it will be more than enough to marry Bai Feng's kid......"

"I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup that Bai Feng's kid was poured into by that person called Huaying in Chu State, and he actually planned to hang himself on a tree and give up this large piece of spring flowers", Mo Crow sighed again and again, "Bai Feng, this kid is really stupid!" No matter how beautiful the epiphany in the hospital is, how can it compare to the thousands of purples and reds outside the hospital? I think these two girls are very good, so they can feed them! ”

Jing Zhou followed the gaze of the ink crow, one green and one white, with long hair like a waterfall rising with the wind, slender waist twisting slowly, hiring birds.

Jing Zhou shook his head, "It's just that there are as many girls in the world as there are people who cross the river, you can take care of one, how can you take care of thousands of them?" Wouldn't it be exhausting to die of exhaustion to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade one by one? Sometimes raising a flower in the courtyard may not be worse than a thousand flowers outside the hospital. ”

Mo Crow was stunned with the wine jug, and muttered, "Childe, it seems that there are a lot of celebrities around you." It seems that you have pity on every girl in Zilanxuan. ”

Jing Zhou smiled bitterly a few times, and didn't plan to discuss this beautiful woman that sprung up like mushrooms after a rain with Mo Crow, and changed the topic: "If you think it's good, how about I tell you about the matchmaker?" ”

Mo Crow was interested, and the whole person moved a distance towards Jingzhou, and said mysteriously: "What the son means, is that these two girls deserve seven points?" ”

"Barely five points."

"Why? Aren't these two people in line with Childe's first beauty? This temperament is even more impeccable! ”

"This broad daylight, Lang Lang Qian, if it is seven or eight points, how can it make a group of people rush by and turn a blind eye?"

"Oh~ Childe Takami, the ink crow is not as good as it!"

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When a matter becomes a major event in the world, it is difficult for everyone in the world to stay out of it, whether it is a prince or a nobleman or a pawn of a peddler. After Qin incorporated Korea into its territory, it did not make the other four countries wait for long, so they once again showed their fangs and sent troops to Hangu Pass to the north to capture Zhao. Even with generals such as Lian Po and Li Mu, Zhao still did not escape the fate of being reduced to the territory of Qin.

Following Han and Zhao, Wei followed in the footsteps of the two kingdoms. There is death and no life, and there is my invincible Wei Wushu, which has also turned into a legend.

Between Qin and Wei, an originally spacious and prosperous official road has been ravaged by several wars, and there is no trace of fireworks nearby.

The bare land was barren, with only a few half-standing houses and a few blackened broken beams.

Under the sand and dust on both sides of the road, there were several stinking corpses, their messy hair mixed with red sand, which was extremely desolate.

The corpse's skin was rotting, its arms were long gone, its stomach was being dissected by a few wild dogs, and its bloody intestines were being pulled out. A few crows stood on top of the dark broken beam, and their low voices were creepy.

There was a sound of horses' hooves from far away, but after a while, I saw the yellow sand rolling, and a black-armored army pierced through the smoke and dust.

The crows in the trees hovered and circled, and a few wild dogs neighed a few times, tearing a piece of carrion from the carcass and running aside.

The black armor army is gradually approaching, the front army is more than 100 horses with high horses, followed by hundreds of infantry, in this infantry, mixed with a group of defeated soldiers strung together with ropes, either lost their armor, or lost their leggings, their lips are like the land that has not seen rain for months, lined up one after another, the eyes are empty, like walking corpses, from time to time there are whips falling on the defeated soldiers, mixed with the sound of the wind, "popping" sound.

"Fucking this drudgery, there's no oil and water! This group of Wei captives and captives are poorer than those who ask for food! ”

Bai Tu scolded and scolded, and the adjutant beside him echoed: "What the general said is very true, this group of poor ghosts, according to the subordinates, it is better to kill them directly, and you have to ask the general to travel thousands of miles to escort them to Lishan." ”

Bai Tu nodded, "You think General Ben doesn't want to?" It's just an order from above, how to disobey? You think about it for General Ben, but there is any way to get some oil and water, it will not be open for more than half a year, um, um......" Bai Tu slid a few times, and his eyes were rolling.

This escort captives is not a beautiful one, if he can, he Bai Tu would prefer to make some money at the city gate.

The deputy general glanced at the rotten corpse leaking white bones on the side of the road, took a step forward, and attached himself to Bai Tu's ear and said, "General, why don't your subordinates take a team of people around the road and go dozens of miles away to have a look?" Maybe you'll run into a village or two. ”

Suddenly, Bai Tu's eyes lit up, but it didn't take long for him to sink his face again, "This group of captives is going to Lishan to repair the mausoleum, and they are keeping an eye on it, so they can't have an accident." What if you lure your soldiers away and something goes wrong? ”

The soldiers of the Wei State were fierce, and they once defeated the Qin army ten times the strength with 50,000 horses, even if they were escorting a group of unarmed prisoners at this time, Bai Tu still did not dare to be careless.

"What's wrong with the big guy called Dianqing? Tell the brothers to watch tightly, don't make a mess. ”

Speaking of the word Dianqing, Bai Tu shook his body involuntarily, he saw it with his own eyes that day, Dianqing was invulnerable on the battlefield, like a ghost. A pair of giant knives killed a team of heavy armored cavalry, and the big swords passed, and even the men and horses were divided into two. One person collided with more than a dozen chariots in a row, and the place he passed was as if he had been crushed by the projectiles of the catapult. If it weren't for the last exhaustion of this ceremony, it would be difficult for the Qin army to capture it.

The adjutant general said: "Don't worry, the general, his subordinates have specially told him, the brothers are strict, give him a sip of water and a mouthful of noodles in three days, even if he is the reincarnation of a ghost and god, he has no strength, how powerful can he be!" Such a guy should go to build a mausoleum, and one person can afford dozens of people! ”

Bai Tu scolded: "Hell, I don't know how this big guy grows, not only is he infinitely powerful, but he is not afraid of knives and guns!" The face of the peerless ghost appeared in front of him again, the same size as Dianqing. Bai Tu couldn't help but shudder, untied a wine bag from his horse, and poured a sip of wine before suppressing the horror on his face.

In the back half of the black armor army, I saw an unusually burly, gray-headed, and somewhat hunchbacked man with iron locks wrapped around his body, following the team, walking forward in small steps.

With each step, there was a loud noise, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Damn, relying on you monster, the soil has flown into Lao Tzu's mouth!"

There was a muffled sound of "pop", and a whip fell on Dian Qing.

"What a fucking bad luck! If it weren't for the order from above, Lao Tzu would starve you to death! After speaking, the armor soldier beside Dian Qing picked up the whip again and whipped it a few times.

"Huh? What's going on? The person in front of him slowed down, and the armor slammed into Dianqing's back and fell to the ground.

He got up from the ground, first lashed a few lashes to relieve his anger, and then looked ahead, only to find that the army had stopped.

In the first 100 meters in front of the army, I don't know when several figures have been erected.