Chapter 271: The Purple Girl Tries the Red Makeup Knife

"Frost is clumsy." In the Baiyue immigration gathering place, behind the central altar, Yang Ming practiced the Heavenly Frost Fist, and in the surrounding cold air, a trace of cold air fell, forming a thin layer of cold ice on the ground, and there was a shadow of the ice realm.

Sitting on the altar, Flame Lingji, who was dressed in Baiyue women's clothes, yawned boredly, this witch was really a little boring, it was not as interesting as watching Yang Ming practice boxing.

"This move is also okay, there is a shadow of a few realms, if he uses this trick to fight the enemy, the enemy is deep in it, and the ten body skills can only play a maximum of six or seven percent, or even less, and he himself is not only not affected, but can increase his own strength with the help of the surrounding cold, and under the influence of one or the other, even if the strength is higher than his, he will be defeated." Flame Spirit Ji let out a big yawn, tilted her head to look at Yang Ming, whose figure was back and forth in the frost, thinking in her mind.

"What's that?" In the passage of time, Yang Ming's moves changed, there were no dazzling moves, only an indomitable punch, where the fist wind attacked, a series of small ice chips like dewdrops shot forward at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and under the eyes, every ice chip reflected the sunlight, making Flame Spirit Ji subconsciously cover her vision with her palm.

"This trick? Wonderful. Flame Spirit Ji looked at a big tree three feet in front of Yang Ming, the bark of the tree became full of holes in an instant, and she couldn't help but open her mouth wide, the power of Yang Ming's move was just like that in Flame Spirit Ji's opinion, but the subtlety of it was beyond her reach.

Flame Spirit Ji thought that in terms of strength, Yang Ming's cold qi was far from her own flame, but in terms of the use of power, Yang Ming's subtlety far surpassed her.

Flame Spirit Ji even doubted how a person like Yang Ming, who had only initially awakened the power of the bloodline, could exert the use of cold qi to such an extent in such a short period of time.

Or is it all just because of that magical boxing technique? Flame Spirit Ji pondered, not only failed to find the answer, but made herself more and more confused.

Forget it, he can't beat me anyway. Flame Spirit Ji shook her head, since she couldn't figure it out, she simply didn't want to.

Suddenly, Yang Ming's fist changed again, and the cold qi was all gathered between his fists, and a pair of fists had turned into an ice blue color, without the dispersion of cold air, without the coldness of ice chips, there was only the cold that was restrained to the limit.

"Frost and Snow Iceberg." Yang Ming's fists rushed towards Flame Spirit Ji in unison, and the cold qi compressed between his fists turned into two cold and frost fists, and they rushed towards Flame Spirit Ji at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

The cold air condensed to the limit, the indomitable and unstoppable fist, intertwined with each other, turned into a powerful blow, this punch, when it is practiced to the fullest, can freeze a high-rise building with one punch, but now?

"Bold, little monster, do you want to commit the next offense?" Looking at the Frost Fist that was attacking him, Flame Spirit Ji suddenly got up, and a flame barrier had already been built in front of him, which would make Yang Ming's Heavenly Frost Fist Ninth Frost Snow Iceberg, but between the shaking of the flames, the flame barrier was actually torn, and Flame Spirit Ji's flames could block the cold air of the Heavenly Frost Fist, but it could not block the power of the Heavenly Frost Fist.

Flame Spirit Ji staggered her body, only to feel two fist winds pass in front of her, causing her delicate cheeks to ache slightly.

"Little monster, what do you want to do?" Flame Spirit Ji scolded Yang Ming coldly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just trying to see when I'll be able to become a big monster." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"What? What do you want to do after becoming a big monster? Flame Spirit Ji narrowed her eyes slightly, and said with an unkind gaze.

"A chance." Yang Ming said.

"Phew, even if you become a big monster, you won't have a chance." reacted instantly and muttered, and the fire in his heart dissipated a lot.

"However, I see that your martial arts are good, should we learn from each other." Flame Spirit Ji, who still holds a grudge, shook her fist, if she didn't teach Yang Ming all the lessons, where would she put her face as a big monster?

"Still don't use it, right?" Yang Ming is embarrassed.

"Don't worry, my sister will love you well." Flame Spirit Ji had already jumped into the air as she spoke, and she had completed a beautiful turn in the air, and the fluttering skirt made Yang Ming in a trance.

But it was Yang Ming's trance in an instant, and a fist had already landed on his face.

"You sneak attack." Yang Ming took a few steps back, covered his face and said, carelessly, he was actually attacked by this Baiyue demon girl, but Fang Cai's move was really unguardable!

"Does my sister's skirt look good?" Flame Spirit Ji said triumphantly.

"What's there to see, I haven't washed it for a few days." Yang Ming said disgustedly.

"You, no matter how much you beg for mercy today, I won't let you go." Flame Spirit Ji smiled angrily, her voice did not fall, her body had disappeared in front of Yang Ming, she was a fire, she couldn't be provoked, she would burn at a moment.

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In the contest between Yang Ming and Flame Spirit Ji, Ji Wuye of Xincheng City encountered trouble, in Xinzheng City, where he covered the sky with one hand, a person suddenly appeared, a prince of Han who had been studying for ten years returned to Xinzheng, and suddenly intervened in the Korean court in an unexpected way, and began to take charge of the case of ghost soldiers robbing salaries.

What is the truth behind the ghost soldier robbery case, Ji Wuye knows better than anyone else, after all, it was planned by him.

Han Fei's sudden appearance was like a pebble thrown into the stagnant water of Xinzheng, I don't know how much power it has, but it has already caused ripples.

First of all, the mystery of the water sales gold was solved by Han Fei and the Seven Peerless Hall Wei Zhuang, so that the two royal brothers who conspired with Ji Wuye fell into fear, and in Han Fei's prisoner's dilemma operation, the truth pointed directly to the general Ji Wuye, fortunately, the strength of the night was strong enough, and the two royal brothers were wiped out in time and under impossible circumstances.

But Han Fei still pointed the truth directly to the General's Mansion.

In the night, after the General's Mansion took the initiative to send people and horses to transfer 100,000 taels of gold in order to lure the snake out of the hole, Han Fei asked Wei Zhuang and Qijue Tang to take action, followed all the way, and successfully found the place where the gold was hidden at night.

After killing the last Great General's Mansion's personal soldiers, Wei Zhuang's face couldn't help but smile, cooperating with Han Fei is indeed a very good thing, dealing with smart people can always save a lot of trouble.

"Load the gold into the car and leave." Wei Zhuang commanded coldly.

With the efforts of the people of the Seven Peerless Hall, dozens of heavy wooden boxes were quickly loaded onto the carriage, and in the sound of the carriage, the gold belonging to the Korean court seemed to return to his original owner.

In a valley, Han Fei and Zhang Liang, who had been waiting here for a long time, couldn't help but smile when they looked at the carriage that appeared in the distance, and the matter of the ghost soldiers robbing the salary was finally resolved.

"That's it." Wei Zhuang came on horseback, turned over and dismounted beautifully, and said to Han Fei and Zhang Liang.

"yes, that's it." Zhang Liang was also relieved, with the return of the 100,000 taels of gold to the original owner, the crisis of the Zhang family was over.

It's just that when Zhang Liang felt sincerely happy, Han Fei's brows suddenly wrinkled together, and this genius disciple who had returned from studying under the great Confucian master Xun Kuang suddenly took a few steps forward, came to a carriage, and touched the good horse behind him.

"Ninth Prince, what's wrong with you?" Noticing Han Fei's abnormality, Zhang Liangxin couldn't help but chuckle, in the past few days, Han Fei's ability to see and know things has opened his eyes, but at this time, Han Fei showed such a look at the time of victory, is it?

Zhang Liang thought about it, and there was a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

"Something is wrong, something is wrong, 100,000 taels of gold, such a weight, divided among ten carriages, one will carry 10,000 taels, but the horse pulling the cart does not seem to have pulled such a heavy object, carrying such a weight and traveling such a distance." Han Fei said, the person was already hurriedly climbing into the carriage, untying the rope, and opening a wooden box separately.

In the wooden box, there was golden gold, Han Fei pulled it a few times, but took out a stone from the wooden box, looking at the stone in his hand, Han Fei's forehead couldn't help but sweat beads.

"Take a look at the other chests and see what's in the lower tiers." Han Fei said loudly to the people of the Seven Peerless Halls on the left and right, at this time, he was really a little panicked, the scene in front of him was a scene beyond his control.

Wei Zhuang couldn't help but stare at this time, and the shark tooth sword in his hand slashed out towards a wooden box, and the sharp sword qi made a wooden box split in an instant, and the things contained in it were instantly exposed to everyone's sight.

The golden yellow and black are mixed together, and it is so eye-catching.

"How could this be?" Wei Zhuang looked at the scene in front of him, and also fell into deep doubt, half gold, half stone, such a strange thing?

Even if it was full of stones, at most, it was just that Ji Wuye had anticipated their plan in advance, but at this time, half stone and half gold, it was so weird, and the logic behind it was really beyond people's imagination.

On a road in the distance, a team of carriages was slowly moving towards the west, and the purple woman dressed in black looked at the distant convoy, revealing a smug look, a big deal of 50,000 taels of gold, which was several times more than what she earned in Zhao Guo back then, and she didn't have to work so hard.

Sure enough, when the status reaches a certain level, making money will become extremely simple.

"Sister, we can transport 100,000 taels of gold, why do we have to leave 50,000 taels of gold for those people?" Beside the purple girl, Lang Yu, who was also dressed in dark tights, asked puzzledly.

"This South Korea needs a person who stirs up the storm, and if we transport all the 100,000 taels of gold away, South Korea will shake up and down, and it may not be able to transport it out of South Korea safely, but we will leave the 50,000 taels of gold, but we can use the 50,000 taels of gold to affect the various forces in the Korean court, and we can also fish in troubled waters." The purple girl said inscrutablely.

She is a woman with high wisdom, and this time she has the power from the net, and the combat power she shows in an instant is enough to shake the entire South Korea.