"Mo Crow, do you want to be the altar master of the Korean branch of the net?"

Zhang Ji looked at the ink crow kneeling on one knee, with a playful smile on his face.

Mo Crow's expression was also slightly stunned, he thought that Zhang Ji summoned him to have some important task, but he didn't expect that he seemed to be going to turn himself right?

At the beginning, after Mo Crow knew that Ji Wuye was preparing to intercept and kill Yingzheng, he found Zhang Ji.

This is also the reason why Zhang Ji's arrangement is more accurate, so Zhang Ji gave Mo Crow the identity of a killer at the level of net killing.

Nominally, Mo Crow is just a killer, but because of Mo Crow's special identity and his familiarity with Xinzheng, he actually plays the role of the deputy altar master of the Korean branch of Luowang.

The sub-altars stationed in various countries have the identity of deputy altar masters, but they are not permanent.

The deputy altar master will eventually share the power of the altar master, so these altar owners do not like to set up deputy altar masters.

But the role of the ink crow in the Korean branch is too great, and there are some things that even Xiahou Yang, who is the owner of the altar, is not as good as the black crow.

Moreover, the ink crow is Zhang Ji's person.

The equipment of the Korean branch altar has been changed by Zhang Ji from top to bottom, and the capital reserves are also the largest, and the corpse water is poured on the whole bottle one by one, and Xiahou Yang has to sell it to face.

Moreover, Zhang Ji has made a lot of contributions to the Korean branch altar, and the previous altar master of the Qin State is ready to retire to the background, and the merits he has accumulated are also qualified to compete with several other altar owners for the position of the altar master of the Qin State.

What's more, Zhang Ji became the leader of the net.

Zhang Ji revealed to him that the next altar master of the Qin State General Altar would be him.

is about to be promoted, who cares about the decentralization of subordinates?

Not to mention that it is the ink crow who shares his power, even if it is someone else, he is willing.

Power equals responsibility, and the division of power also divides responsibility.

If Mo Crow has made meritorious contributions, he has a point, and he has also sold Zhang Ji's favor.

If the crow loses his troops, it is the crow's own responsibility, and it will not affect his promotion at all.

"I ......." Mo Crow was a little moved, it must be false to say that he was not moved, and there were only seven altar masters in the general altar of Qin State, so he was naturally a high authority, but after all, he was a general, and he defected from Ji Wuye halfway, and it was not a good thing to have too much power in his hands.

"The ink crow is not capable enough, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do it."

Thinking of this, the crow gritted his teeth and refused.

Seeing this, Zhang Ji couldn't help but shake his head.

No one is more suitable for this position than the Ink Crow, who is too familiar with Xinzheng and the whole of South Korea.

More than ten years of experience in Bainiao has made him like a dragon entering the sea in the land of South Korea, not to mention Xiahou Yang, even if he personally intervenes in the affairs of South Korea, he may not be able to beat Mo.

"Ink Crow, do you want to fly freely in the sky?"

Hearing this, Mo Crow's body trembled.

Soar freely in the sky

Who wouldn't?

Martial artists like them who have practiced light martial arts to this point naturally yearn for the sky and desire to soar, but a hundred birds are just birds in a cage, they can soar, but they must hunt for their masters, otherwise they are not qualified to soar at all.

As for betraying Nightfall and joining the net, it is nothing more than going from one birdcage to another, from obeying this master to obeying another, more powerful master.

As if he saw what Mo Crow was thinking, Zhang Ji continued: "It's a pity, this is a troubled time, the war is in chaos, the princes are divided, and you will never be able to fly freely. ”

"But with power, with power, you can soar relatively freely, better than being a bird of prey whose life only has the word 'hunting'."

"And I can give you a promise, when the world is unified, you can take Bai Feng to soar in the sky at any time, and no one will hinder you, and Luo Wang will not forcibly arrange tasks for you. Of course, if you find the journey boring, you can also do a few small tasks to relieve boredom. ”

The crow's pupils are constricted.

"We are in control of other people's lives, but we don't know if we can control our own destiny."

This is the self-deprecation of the ink crow.

Because they are birds of prey that are hunted for hunters.

But the man in front of him wants to give him the power to control his own destiny?

Mo Crow was a little afraid to fantasize about the fact that freedom soared in the sky, if it weren't for the fact that Bai Feng, who had been trying to fight and trying to get out of the cage and fly into the sky, was always by his side, he would have almost completely abandoned this illusion.

But this fantasy seems to have a chance to become a reality?

If it was anyone else who made a promise to him, he might not believe it, but Zhang Ji ...... For no reason, Mo Crow felt that Zhang Ji was very sincere, and with the blessing of the two identities of the owner of the Sword of Benevolence and the leader of the Mo family, Zhang Ji's words were very credible, so he was willing to try to trust him once.

Mo Crow left, and went back with the letter of appointment given to him by Zhang Ji.

And just after Mo Crow left, a slender figure walked out of the screen behind Zhang Fuselage.

The person who came was tied with long hair, green silk like willows, revealing a delicate face, white as snow, delicate and exquisite, wearing a slim short skirt as blue as the sea.

"From now on, the life of the parrot song is the Lord's, if there is an order, never give up!"

On that pretty face, there is a color of perseverance, and in the depths of the silver-gray eyes, there is a joy that cannot be hidden.

Mo Crow is a qualified elder brother, trying to pay the price of his own in exchange for the safety and freedom of Bai Feng and Parrot Song, two of his younger brothers and sisters who are not related by blood.

But in addition to Bai Feng, a simple boy who is still filled with innocence and fantasy, Parrot Song has long been aware of the difference in strength between the net and the night.

Or rather, Parrot Song realized it before Ink Crow realized about it.

As the leader of the female killers of Hyakni who has been on missions in six lands outside of South Korea all year round, no one in South Korea knows the horror of the net better than her.

Parrot Song was one step ahead of Mo Crow and had a connection with Luo Wang, and had reached some secret conditions with Luo Wang long before Zhang Ji entered South Korea, but it was a sun mask with her, so Zhang Ji didn't know it at the beginning.

And now, she has found Zhang Ji again, and at her own expense in exchange for the freedom of Mo Crow and Bai Feng.

"I can't bear to die like this beautiful woman, and I just lack a maid."

Zhang Ji stretched out his hand and reached out to Parrot Song, who also lowered his head obediently, letting Zhang Ji's hand fall on her little head.

Zhang Ji's hand brushed the silky silver-gray hair and landed on the round and sparkling cheeks.

Parrot Ge's cheeks were slightly red, but he still obediently let Zhang Ji knead them, and his eyes did not show any sense of resistance.

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