Two days later.

Gyeonggi-do area, a few miles outside the south gate of the Hanyang royal capital.

An ordinary, slightly old carriage was slowly moving down the official road.

"My eldest uncle's temper may not be very good, so you must take care of it when the time comes......

On the "driver's seat" outside the carriage, Zhao Fanba sat behind the coachman with a flattering and bitter face, and told Lin Zuhui in the carriage about the current situation in Hanyang and even the entire peninsula.

and, faintly showing off his prominent identity of the Haiyuan Zhao family.

The eldest uncle, Zhao Xuezhu, is the leader of the council, that is, the so-called prime minister, and his power is tilted towards the government and the opposition.

His daughter is even more expensive as the princess of ridicule, the mother of the middle temple, and more than 10,000 people under one person.

Cousin Zhao Fanri is a general of the forbidden army, and firmly holds the power of the forbidden army in the royal capital.

In addition, the collateral children and protégés from the Haiyuan Zhao family are all over the government and the opposition.

To put it bluntly, in the current situation where the king is seriously ill and recuperating, the entire Mocking Xian Kingdom is the world of the Haiyuan Zhao family.

Therefore, as a descendant of the Haiyuan Zhao family, Zhao Fanba, it is normal for him to be so proud now.

But it's a pity that he met Lin Zuhui, a ruthless man who never played cards according to the rules.

"You mean, your cousin is the so-called queen?"

Lin Zuhui, who closed his eyes and recuperated, quickly grasped the key point and said playfully.

Coming to this dirty, messy and backward ghost place, it is naturally not too much to say that you can do whatever you want.

In addition, the so-called decryption task will most likely not be solved for a while, and then again,

He has experienced chaebol noblewomen, first/lady, female stars or something, so this queen ......

Hiss~!

"It's not the Queen, it's the Princess, the Princess."

Zhao Fanba hurriedly corrected, but in fact it was indeed similar.

It's just that under the light of the Ming Empire in the west of the peninsula today, the word "after" is naturally not suitable for this place.

The status of the king of ridicule is barely comparable to that of the prince of the Ming Dynasty at best.

Hearing this, Lin Zuhui was too lazy to take care of him.

He didn't care if it was a queen, a princess, or even a king.

First of all, the first priority is to find those who know the secrets of the so-called Life and Death Grass, and as for the rest, it doesn't matter.

What princess is not a princess, it's okay to be good-looking, otherwise it's too much to be a toy.

……

In just a few miles, the group spent half an hour.

It's really a new horse that was just changed not long ago, and it's almost tired.

The carriage slowly came to the main gate of the capital, and was naturally stopped by the gatekeepers.

But after Zhao Fanba revealed his identity, everything passed smoothly.

As for Zhao Fanba, who has returned to his old nest and came back, will he turn his face and let those forbidden army soldiers take Lin Zuhui?

That, of course, is unrealistic.

There is nothing, but Zhao Fanba is afraid that when the time comes, Lin Zuhui, the strange man, will not know whether he will take it or not, and he will be killed by him first.

After all, along the way, Lin Zuhui's miraculous method really opened his eyes, and at the same time, he couldn't help but wonder if he was too hasty to bring him back from Donglai rashly?

Soon, the carriage passed through the small and crowded Hanyang royal capital, which could not be put on the table, and came to a high-gate courtyard not far from the royal palace in the capital.

"Stop!"

As the janitor shouted, the carriage slowly stopped.

"It's me, I'm Haiyuan Zhao's ...... I've come here to see my uncle!"

Zhao Fanba hurriedly jumped out of the carriage, straightened his chest and said proudly, and at the same time handed over his hand.

Hearing this, the goalkeeper took it and glanced at the hand in his hand that represented his identity, and then couldn't help but look at Zhao Fanba, who was a little sloppy and disheveled, and then nodded and went in to report.

Seeing this, Zhao Fanba just leaned against the car window and explained in a whisper:

"Wait a minute, my eldest uncle may not be in the mansion at this hour, after all, he is the prime minister, and he is busy with affairs on weekdays......

Obviously, he had already arrived at the door of his biggest backer, but he still didn't dare to move.

The main thing is still that sentence, afraid of death!

Even, at this time, Zhao Fanba was thinking about how to persuade his eldest uncle to try his best to meet the requirements of Lin Zuhui, a brave man, and avoid conflicts between the two.

Otherwise, if the two sides really get into trouble, it's really hard to say whether these armored soldiers will be Lin Zuhui's opponents.

Inside the carriage, Lin Zuhui was still sitting there with the old god, as steady as an old dog.

Of course, it's just a look.

In fact, after running around for so long and wasting so much time, his patience value has already risen to its peak.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the soldiers to come back, and then welcomed Zhao Fanba and Lin Zuhui, who got out of the car.

Subsequently, outside the main hall in the mansion, Zhao Fanba and Lin Zuhui finally met the eldest uncle that the former had been thinking about, and the current ridicule was under the leadership of the council, and the prime minister, Zhao Xuezhu.

is still tall, dressed in a bright official uniform, coupled with a face of horizontal flesh, the image of not being angry and arrogant is suddenly vividly expressed.

At least in Lin Zuhui's opinion, this "Minister Zheng", who seems to be a villain at present, still looks quite powerful on his face.

It's a pity that it's useless.

"Uncle, this is ...... Forehead ......"

As soon as he saw his eldest uncle, Zhao Fanba immediately stepped forward and licked his face to introduce Lin Zuhui to him.

But as soon as I exited, it was stuck.

It's really that he knows very little about Lin Zuhui, and he doesn't know how to introduce this ruthless man who pulls out a gun without saying a word.

"You're the Prime Minister here?"

Just when Zhao Fanba was worried about how to open this mouth, Lin Zuhui under the steps suddenly spoke.

With a shallow smile on his face, there was no respect at all.

On the steps, Zhao Xuezhu, who was standing at the door of the lobby, frowned.

Looking at Lin Zuhui, who was dressed strangely and arrogant below, the coldness on his face gradually rose, and then he turned his eyes to his nephew Zhao Fanba beside him.

It seems to be asking, what the hell are you kid doing?

"Uncle, listen to me, he ......."

Seeing this, Zhao Fanba, who was in a panic, hurriedly stammered and wanted to explain something.

But before he finished speaking, he heard Lin Zuhui's unhappy and angry, arrogant voice from below again.

"I'm asking you, didn't you hear? Old thing?"

Silence!

In addition to Zhao Xuezhu's uncle and nephew, including the guards guarding the side, they couldn't help but widen their eyes and open their mouths wide at this time, and they couldn't do it in surprise.

You know, now in this royal capital, who dares to talk to Prime Minister Zhao Xuezhu like this?

Even His Royal Highness (the king), who is sick, is polite to him on weekdays.

And now Lin Zuhui ......

"Take him!"

Zhao Xuezhu, whose face was extremely ugly, forcibly suppressed his anger and shouted, at this time, he was naturally extremely angry.

There was a clear killing intent in his eyes.

No matter who Lin Zuhui is, if he dares to offend himself so much in public, he will die!

As soon as the words fell, the guards guarding both sides of the road immediately drew their swords and rushed over.

But in the next second, Zhao Xuezhu saw a unique picture in his life.

Before the soldiers on the side rushed forward to take down Lin Zuhui, he showed a disdainful sneer as he stood there.

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Then he flashed out and hovered on the field. Between two or three breaths, one after another, the heads were thrown high with the gushing of blood, and then "Winter" fell to the ground.

In just a moment, the center of the relatively spacious courtyard turned into a sea of blood.

And the initiator of all this is to freely cross the scattered corpses and slowly step up the steps.

……

Ten minutes later.

The Prime Minister's Palace.

Lin Zuhui sat expressionlessly in the position that originally belonged to the master's house, and several handmaidens with lovely looks but timid faces beside him were waiting carefully.

In front of him, there were two familiar figures, one standing and one kneeling.

"Are you sure there's only so much you know?"

After listening to Zhao Xuezhu's words, Lin Zuhui, who still had no movement in his mind, had an ugly face at this time.

"Yes, my lord!"

Zhao Xuezhu, who was old and in a high position, but was kneeling on the ground with dissatisfaction and humiliation at this time, hurriedly said:

"At the beginning, I only learned about this method by accident, but I only knew that I would use a silver needle to crush the grass of life and death and dip it on the needle, and insert it into the Yin Tang acupoint one minute deep, and after an hour, the dead body would be resurrected...... I don't know what else is going on, because it wasn't here that did it in the first place."

Zhao Xuezhu pretended to be calm, but he didn't dare to raise his head and get up to speak.

looked at his nephew Zhao Fanba, who was standing there on the side, dumbfounded.

Is this still my powerful prime minister's uncle?

Am I sleepy and haven't woken up?

"Whew~!"

Hearing this, Lin Zuhui closed his eyes and took a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness and violence that could not stop rising in his heart.

Why hasn't it been done yet?

Or is there some deeper secret to this thing, or is there something else?

Or, is this old guy in front of you lying to me?

For a while, the atmosphere on the field was inevitably a little quiet to the point of being frightening.

Especially Lin Zuhui, who has a black face and doesn't speak, but anyone can see that he is not in a good mood at this time.

"In that case."

After a while, Lin Zuhui opened his eyes, and his cold gaze fell on the kneeling person below:

"Give you five days, no, three days, within three days, I want to know more secrets about the Grass of Life and Death."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, then showed a cruel sneer, and said in a deep voice:

"If you can't do it, you, him, and all the people here will die!"

The cold and bloody words came into the ears of Zhao Xuezhu's uncle and nephew, which immediately made his body tremble and raise his head in disbelief.

"Your Excellency!"

"Huh?"

As soon as Zhao Fanba wanted to say something, he was scolded back by Lin Zuhui's violent gaze.

His head tilted, shrunk to the side, and he trembled and didn't dare to speak.

As for Zhao Xuezhu, who is relatively calm, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly at this time, and cold sweat soaked out of his forehead.

He didn't doubt Lin Zuhui's words, let alone his ability.

After all, with his unfathomable strength like a ghost, dealing with elite soldiers is like slaughtering dogs and chickens.

I don't even have to breathe.

If you want to kill the most unarmed civilians in the city, it is not too simple.

In the end, although he had no confidence in his heart to complete it, Zhao Xuezhu could only respond hard.

"Yes!"

After the two sides finally reached an agreement peacefully, Cho Hak-so left the room that originally belonged to him with a black face.

But when he was leaving, the calm words that came from behind him made his body shake again and again!

"I heard that your daughter is a princess? Let her come."

Hearing this, Zhao Xuezhu's body was stunned, and his anger suddenly rose as if he couldn't suppress it.

But in the end, the desire to survive overcame the so-called anger, and he still gritted his teeth and was respectful

Answered.

Here, Lin Zuhui, who was temporarily looking for a good dog, reluctantly settled down.

And the good dog that has just been harvested is non-stop on the one hand, sending people into the palace to "invite" his good princess daughter.

On the one hand, the ministers of the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China and the soldiers were immediately convened to discuss the matter.

There are only three days, and Zhao Xuezhu's heart has already risen to his throat at this time.

Once the reply given at that time cannot satisfy Lin Zuhui, he will either wait for death or have to fight again.

Even if the odds of success seem slim at the moment.

Those so-called elite soldiers are not Lin Zuhui's enemies at all.

Even if there are too many of them?

The silver flash was like the scythe of the Underworld Judges, easily severing their necks.

And just when the atmosphere in the sky above the royal capital Hanyang suddenly became solemn and anxious, far away from the east at the southern tip of the peninsula, a terrifying crisis was also quietly erupting.

It began to gradually sweep around Dongnae-gun in the south of the peninsula and quickly swept towards the north of Gyeongsangbuk-do in the north.

……

Meanwhile.

Seoul, Former World.

A chaotic trigger was about to ignite.

With the sad news from Sanxing Private Hospital, a storm around Sanxing Li is about to begin.