Han Fei, who is a brother, has the heart of an old father, and his feelings are not sincere, but for Yang Ming, it is a completely different matter, in the face of Han Fei's questioning, Yang Ming asked unhurriedly: "If I can't protect the red lotus, then can you?" ”

"You?" Han Fei glared at Yang Ming angrily, but the words in his throat were blocked, and after a long time, he reorganized his words and said, "I am not as strong as you, but at least I will not hurt the Red Lotus."

"Won't hurt?" Yang Ming looked at Han Fei as he walked, and just when Han Fei wondered why Yang Ming was like this, Yang Ming suddenly smiled and said, "Won't you really hurt Red Lotus?" ”

Han Fei's so-called "not harming" is simply ridiculous, when Han Fei doesn't care about his life, he is already hurting Red Lotus, sometimes, death is sad, but the one who lives is the most painful.

Although Korea is small, it is not something that Red Lotus can afford alone, in the future, Han Fei can choose his own ending, so what about Red Lotus? In the original trajectory, what did the red lotus go through in the process of transforming into a red refining?

It is easy for Han Fei to choose to die, it can be said that he is a hundred, but what about the living red lotus?

"Of course I won't hurt Red Lotus." Facing Yang Ming's questioning, Han Fei said categorically.

"I hope you can always remember this sentence of yourself, and I want to remind you that abandonment is one of the worst injuries in the world." Yang Ming's voice fell, and his figure had disappeared in front of Han Fei, obviously not wanting to have anything to do with this Korean ninth son.

Looking at the afterimage of Yang Ming dissipating in sight, the crisp laughter from Qi Lian could still be heard in his ears, but Han Fei fell into a deep groan: abandonment is also a kind of injury, what does he mean by this?

Since Qin Wangzheng accepted the request of the Korean Nadi minister, the next related matters were naturally carried out very quickly, and as for the reaction of Ji Wuye and the others, it was never within the scope of Qin's consideration.

And Yang Ming saw the parrot song who rushed back from South Korea in his study, the former female killer of the night, it seems that she has been living well in the past few years, in addition to becoming more and more mature, it still belongs to the breath of parrot song, but in the hot summer, it can even make Yang Ming feel a refreshing feeling.

"What are those people in the night going to do? Could it be that he wants to usurp the throne? Yang Ming asked.

"Whether it is Ji Wuye or Bai Yifei, there should be no intention of usurping the throne, the reason why he is pressing Han Wang An's step by step seems to be for two things, one is Canglong Qisu, which is what Ji Wuye wants, and the other is Baiyue Treasure, Bai Yifei seems to be very sure of the existence of Baiyue Treasure, and ......" Parrot Song looked at Yang Ming in front of him, and introduced the situation from Korea to Yang Ming in his eyes.

"And what?" Yang Ming asked.

"In the past two years, Bai Yifei has sent many people to Baiyue's hometown, and in the past two years, there have been about two thousand, and what's even more strange is that after these two thousand people went, they never returned, and the undercover agent I planted there sent back information that those people had established their own camps in the vast mountains of Baiyue's hometown, and it seemed that they were preparing to live there." Parrot Song stated, there was a lot of puzzlement in his expression, a Korean blood-clothed marquis, but he made a look of moving in secret.

"Bai Yifei is trying to find a way out for himself, but it's rare that he still has such a mind, if he can really gain a foothold in the land of Baiyue, maybe he can really create a new situation, but these have nothing to do with us, but Ji Wuye, how did he hit Canglong Qisu?" Yang Ming said curiously.

Canglong Qisu, can be described as a mysterious existence, and it is rumored that there is a secret to control the world, the Yin and Yang family has been pursuing Canglong Qisu, Yang Ming has also seen the Canglong Qisu that belongs to the Qin State, just where Zhao Ji is.

Qin Wangzheng is obviously not interested in the power that controls the world at every turn, compared to the ethereal legend, Qin Wangzheng seems to be more willing to believe in his own power, so the Canglong Qisu belonging to the Qin State has been in Zhao Ji's Ganquan Palace, and Zhao Ji's things are almost Yang Ming's things, so Yang Ming is no stranger to that strange box.

Similar to Qin Wangzheng, Yang Ming is not very interested in the so-called Canglong Seven Houses, but now he has heard about the Canglong Seven Nights, which is interesting, obviously Ji Wuye believes in the rumors in the meantime.

Moreover, if Ji Wuye wanted to take away the Seven Nights of Canglong, what kind of means would he come up with? It's no wonder that he would hit the idea on Red Lotus, after all, according to rumors, if you want to open the Seven Nights of Canglong, you need the so-called royal bloodline to get the secret.

"Rise up with greed." The parrot said.

"Also, this general has no other advantages, that is, he is greedy enough." Yang Ming sneered, as a general, the person who can rob his own military salary is probably only a strange thing like Ji Wuye, and the Jade Tiger.

"You don't have to go back this time, the affairs of South Korea have nothing to do with us." Yang Ming looked at Parrot Song's increasingly full figure, many years have passed since Yanmen County brought Parrot Song out of the dungeon, for a woman like Parrot Ge, these times are precious, Yang Ming naturally has no reason, and of course he is reluctant to continue to let Parrot Ge take care of those things that he himself doesn't need very much.

"Master, there is still something I can do in Korea." In the face of Yang Ming's rescue, Parrot Song also had his own considerations in a momentary surprise.

In Parrot Song's life, there are too many killer factors, which determines Parrot Song's character, compared to a woman, Parrot Song is more afraid of losing her value, compared to the identity of a concubine, Parrot Song still cares more about her value as a killer.

In Yang Ming's opinion, Parrot Song has done a lot for himself, and he should have kept her by his side a long time ago, but unfortunately, Parrot Song obviously didn't think so.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Ming asked.

"There are many of my former companions in the night, and I can help them out of the night and make them loyal to you, my master." Parrot Song said what she had planned.

Parrot Song used to be the killer of the night, and it was also the first of the female killers, although the night killers are almost all ruthless killing tools, and there is no so-called friendship between them, but there are many people, there will always be accidents, and the same is true of the killer organization at night, and Parrot Song happens to have a few friends who have a good relationship.

Pulling those friends out of the night can not only save those friends from the fate of the killer, but also enhance Yang Ming's strength, which is exactly what Parrot Song wants to do.

"What are we going to do with those killers? Is your friend unqualified, let them break away from one killer organization, and join another organization to work their lives? Knowing that Parrot Song had not given up on the inclusion of Mo Crow and Bai Feng, Yang Ming shook his head helplessly, Parrot Song was really persistent.

"We're not the same as night." In the face of Yang Ming's ridicule, Parrot Ge explained righteously.

"Nightfall!" Yang Ming looked at Parrot Song in a deep groan, and then smiled: "Okay, then let you be willful again, but this doesn't require you to come forward in person, you can go home with peace of mind, I can help you solve the problems of your friends." “

"Home?" Parrot Song tasted the word, and for a moment her thoughts were inexplicable, home, such a thing is so luxurious, and can she really have it?

"I'll give you the bed we assembled ourselves." Yang Ming said.

"The bed?" Yuge was slightly stunned, and then showed a look of reminiscence, at that time, Yang Ming took her and Hu Ji to Xianyang for the first time, and there were many memories of her in that small courtyard, including the bed that was barely assembled together with the strength of the three of them, but there was still a sound.

"As long as you move, there are sounds, and Orchid likes it the most, and of course, I listen to it well, especially when those voices coincide with Orchid's voice." Yang Ming stated it seriously.

But in Yang Ming's narration, Parrot Song had a completely different reaction, on that face with a bit of coldness, I don't know when the coldness had been dissolved, replaced by a faint flush, and even a pair of small feet hidden in the shoes felt hot, these feet had stepped on unspeakable things.

And although Parrot Song's subconscious reaction at that point was subtle, if he could hide it from Yang Ming's eyes at this time, as soon as he entered the realm of the grandmaster, he would be able to get out of the ordinary, and the realm of the great grandmaster would only be more subtle, in the eyes of ordinary people, it was almost an inconspicuous action, but in Yang Ming's sight, it was a completely different existence.

The calf muscles tensed in an instant, affecting the muscles of the feet, causing the toes to curl up subconsciously, and then the arch of the center of the foot, another picture had already appeared in Yang Ming's mind.

"Come on." Yang Ming beckoned with a parrot song.

"Do what?" Parrot Song, who had long been dominated by another picture in his thoughts, asked in a stunned voice.

"Let me see if anything has changed in you." Yang Ming patted the bookcase in front of him and said.

"Me?" How can things be so simple, Parrot Ge thought in his heart, but under his feet, he obeyed Yang Ming's orders very much, and moved to Yang Ming's side step by step, and then in a whirlwind, Yang Ming had already put his waist on the bookcase in front of him, but his palm had already slid down his slender waist.

Where Yang Ming's palm passed, the two white snakes hidden under the thin flakes strangled together.

"Are they still the same as they used to be?" When Parrot Song was about to know where she was, Yang Ming's palm was already on her ankle, and her palm was slightly forced, and a small and delicate shoe had appeared in her palm.

(End of chapter)