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Xia Houyang stared blankly at the reversal in front of him, feeling that the void was sealed by a huge and fiery force, and he didn't look at the ending of Feng Linhuo and the others, so it was better to leave here first.

"Humph!"

With a cold word, another flaming palm covered him.

After a few breaths, there was a different kind of silence at the mouth of the pot.

"The two of you are not seriously injured, you can recover for a few months."

Stepping on the earth that bears all the virtues, the two gray-clothed men are surrounded by spiritual sense. With a little bit of their fingers, each of them instills their own original power into their bodies, helping them recover their strength.

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"Juzi, aren't you in Yan Country now?"

Getting a ray of true energy from the giant to heal the wounds really benefited a lot. The injuries in the viscera were directly suppressed, and the Xuan Gong operated and healed at an extremely fast speed. I felt it after Zhou Tian, ​​and it took more than a month to recover.

Standing up slowly from the ground, the same is true for the little Zhi next to him. If I remember correctly, the giant has been in the country of Yan now, so how could he suddenly appear here.

If the giant hadn't appeared here, he and Xiaozhi would have lost their lives, and the ranger who fell into the trap would have only one ending.

"Half a month ago, I came to Wei State from Yan State."

"Yan State has already decided to surrender to Qin State, so it's useless to stay there. Next, Qin State's troops will attack Wei State. There are many Mohist disciples there. I need to visit in person."

"Three days ago, a disciple of the Mohist school got a piece of information that someone with a trap would kill the rangers from Yingchuan County at Huguankou. Fortunately, I knew your route in advance."

The man in the black cloak shook his head. The country of Yan had already decided to surrender, and the specific matters were still under discussion. Lu Zhenlang had no choice but to come to the country of Wei, hoping to do something.

Yan Guo's scheme depends on whether it succeeds in the future.

If successful!

Everyone is happy!

If not!

Then plan within the Kingdom of Wei, as for... the Kingdom of Yan, the next place will be the place where soldiers fight iron horses and blood flies.

"This..., someone knew the target of the net in advance?"

"Who is helping the Mohists?"

Robber Zhi was curious, the target of the trap was that they didn't know, they could only act as secretly as possible, and three days ago, someone leaked it, or it was leaked in Wei State.

The Mohist giant is in Wei State!

This...is a bit interesting, is it from a farmer's family?

Among the hundreds of schools of thought, in terms of controlling all kinds of information from Zhuxia, the strength of the peasant family is much greater than that of the Mohist school.

Or Confucianism?

It shouldn't be Confucianism. The relationship between Confucianism and Mohism is average, and Confucianism will not make a casual move at this juncture.

"To be able to know the traces of Luo Wang, and to pass the information on to Wei Guo, and let the giant know that these methods... are really to save us?"

To be able to have that ability, just inform yourself and Xiao Zhi directly, they only need to change the route.

But... but he passed the news to the giant, which attracted the giant to come.

Many disciples of the Mo family died!

The person who conveyed the information should not have a good impression of the Mo family.

"Or, for these trappers?"

Since they are insignificant and dispensable, then the only target is Xia Houyang and his party. Some people plan to fall on Xia Houyang, are those people from Zhao Guo?

The man in gray shook his head and smiled wryly as his eyes fell on all the trappers who had been killed by the giant.

"Whoever it is, you'll be fine."

"These brothers should be buried in Huguankou, it's a good place."

The man in the black cloak also pondered for a moment, thinking about it, but he couldn't find a reason. He shook his head, and his eyes fell on the dead brothers of the Mo family. Appear.

Killing Xia Houyang and the others was not a small gain. There was news from Xianyang that Xia Houyang was now one of the masters of Luowang. If he died, Luowang's next actions would definitely be hindered.

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"My lord, this is news from Yingchuan County!"

On the side of Yongxiang, the imperial servant belongs to the official Chefu Lingcheng, and all the trips of the nobles in Xianyang Palace are handed over to the Chefu Lingcheng, and all the people in it are selected by the imperial servant and subordinate officials.

When entering it for the first time, it is necessary to train the art of driving for more than four years. Secondly, it can only serve the nobles of ordinary status in the palace. After the time limit is longer, the nobles believe in it, and the skill of driving is better. go one step further.

Zhao Gao, the newly-appointed Chefu Order of the Qin court, although the Chefu Order is not high in rank and is at the level of officials and officials, but due to the trust of Qin Wangzheng, Zhao Gao has an extra authority to enter and leave Xianyang Palace with orders.

This move made the servants of one of the Nine Ministers admire: Although the car mansion is not obvious, it is high but noble, not as good as the people of Shangqing, not among the ranks of doctors, but can be regarded as a middleman.

As soon as the word spread, someone directly called Zhao Gao the CRRC Fuling, and the word spread along the way, and it was a response.

Since the spring, Qin Wangzheng has mostly lived in seclusion in the palace, dealing with various government affairs, but seldom travels. Zhao Gao has a lot of leisure time. He stays at the Che Mansion all day long. Calligraphy in seal script, the art of mastering it diligently.

Dressed in a light red brocade robe, with a crown of silk hair, and handsome eyebrows, he no longer showed the tragic shape deep in the Yongxiang Prison, stepped on high boots, walked to the tea pavilion not far away, and looked at a well-dressed man not far away. The man spoke and nodded.

"It was done very well."