All Heavens Return

Shogun

Ji Wuye was a little complacent at this time. She got a lot of gold and was in a good mood.

As for the nine childe Han Fei who just returned from his study tour, he is just a suckling boy. He wanders around the fireworks willow Lane every day. What can he do for fun.

How did it turn out? The case is not over yet.

Ji Wuye was there thinking happily. There were several beautiful women around her. How happy is life?

He pointed to a pile of gold coins on the table.

"These are all given to you by the general. How much you can grab depends on your ability."

Several concubines immediately burst into light and rushed towards the gold coin one after another.

At this time, someone outside the door reported that Han Fei, the ninth childe, came to visit.

"What is he doing here?"

Ji Wuye's fierce face suddenly had some doubts. Is it difficult that the case was not solved? Is there any reluctance?

"Let him in."

The servant took orders and left. After a while, Han Fei returned again.

Ji Wuye looked slightly frozen. Han Fei came over with a stranger behind her.

Somehow, this man always gave him an illusory and ethereal feeling, as if the whole man was integrated with heaven and earth.

"Return to nature. I didn't expect that there were such people under Han Fei."

Ji Wuye repressed the surprise in her heart, and then said.

"In the middle of the night, I don't know what gust of wind brought Mr. Han Fei to me?"

"Forgive me, general. Han Fei came here only for the case of military pay."

"Military pay? The case has been closed. It was done by ghost soldiers, and the general held a sacrifice for it. What else can be checked now?" Ji Wuye said fiercely.

Han Fei didn't seem to see the change in his look and said to himself.

"After all, there are some imperfections. To be honest with the general, the ghost soldiers dreamed of me last night. They are very satisfied with the general's sacrifice and are willing to return the stolen gold."

Ji Wuyi's face was instantly cold,

"Return it? Don't you intend to give up? I'm afraid it's a fool's dream to want General ben to return the gold."

He said meaningfully.

"That's good news, but it's not easy to recapture the gold from the ghost soldiers. The law of the jungle is the strongest in the world. There is no superior strength and means, and everything is empty talk.

Childe Han Fei, do you have such strength? "

Ji Wuye is a general. He only believes in absolute power in his faith.

For such a person, there is no reason to check and balance.

Han Fei's strategy is unparalleled. He happens to be his nemesis. He constantly tries to pull each other's thinking into the already laid trap through a simple game.

"Dissatisfied with the general, the murderer of Uncle Wang accidentally contaminated my phosphor that day, and his whereabouts were exposed. Han Fei had already known the hiding place of the gold, and now he has only sent someone to retrieve it."

"Really? It seems that the childe has made great achievements this time."

Ji Wuye, holding an iron ruler, approached step by step, and her killing intention became more and more prosperous.

Chu Feng sneered in his heart that he wanted a dog to jump over the wall. He was really unscrupulous.

Sure enough, a few words failed. Ji Wuyi quickly waved an iron ruler and cut Han Fei like lightning and flint.

"Pa"

The foot wind was fierce. It was about to fall on Han Fei's head, but it stopped suddenly at this time.

Ji Wuyi's face changed dramatically. The iron ruler seemed to be cutting on the mountain stone, and she couldn't go down any more. The heavy ruler body was held by a meat palm extending horizontally.

"You..."

He was about to speak, but he saw an extremely terrible scene. The black ruler was suddenly wrapped by a purple flame and melted into a pool of molten iron.

The ruler handle in her hand fell to the ground with a clang. Ji Wuyi's face was extremely ugly, and endless fear arose in her heart.

"If the flame came along the handle of the ruler, wouldn't I..."

Thinking of this, Ji Wuyi's body could not help shaking. The real feeling of approaching death just made him out of breath.

He has not experienced this feeling for many years.

"It seems that the general is really drunk and can't even hold his weapons. In that case, we'll leave first."

Han Fei looked slightly surprised. He overestimated Chu Feng's strength enough and didn't want to have such a means.

Outside the general's house, Zhang Liang had been waiting for a long time.

"Brother Chu, there's another good play. Do you want to go and have a look?"

"No, I just want to see Ji Wuye's means this time. Now my interest is exhausted. Weizhuang is enough for the rest."

Chu Feng waved goodbye, his figure continued to flicker, and people had gradually gone away.

Zhang Liang looked at the disappearing figure in the distance and murmured thoughtfully.

"Mr. Chu is disorganized. His mind is really unpredictable."

Han Fei said with a hearty smile.

"Everyone has his own secret. As long as you know brother Chu is a friend rather than an enemy, why go deep into it.

I feel happy today. Find a place and let's have a drink together. "

The Qinglong Pavilion is now closed.

After leaving with Han Fei, Chu Feng quickly returned here. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Chu Luan hiding blindfolded.

It seemed that someone rushed at him in an instant.

"I caught you, eh, sister Zhiruo, how did you get fat?"

Chu Luan said suspiciously and took down the black cloth in front of him. Then he saw who the visitor was.

"It's not Zhiruo getting fat, but you little confused getting stupid."

"Hee hee, Dad, I caught you. And I'm not a little confused."

Chu Feng knocked on her smooth forehead and scolded.

"I know to sleep every day. It's strange not to be confused."

Chu Luan tightly covered his forehead with his hands, and his little face was full of tangles.

In the inner room, Daisy handed a booklet to Chu Feng and reported back.

"Our people have taken root in South Korea. These are the industry names and responsible personnel distributed in various places."

Chu Feng looked at it briefly and asked.

"What about the other six countries?"

"The time is too short to spread. People from the green dragon club are still coming one after another."

Chu Feng put away the booklet. This time, the Qin world was a little strange. The time needed to refine was uncertain. In this case, the establishment of an ear and eye to monitor the world's information at any time has become an essential key.

Outside Xinzheng City, on the top of the mountain,

Han Fei and others sat and drank together. Looking down from here, every move of the general's house was clearly visible.

"That Mr. Chu's means are really so magical?"

Purple woman heard Han Fei's story and asked a little curiously.

"What he used should not be the power of the warrior, but more like some kind of Taoist art, or the art of resisting fire."

Han Fei carefully recalled the situation at that time. The purple flame was indeed extraordinary.

While they were chatting, they suddenly saw the door of the general's house open and moved in their hearts.

"Ji Wuyi took the bait."