Qin Dynasty Novelist

Stepping into the boots, she found a comfortable position on the rockery. Looking at Zhou Qing who was practicing boxing in the courtyard, Yan Lingji's seemingly casual eyes showed a little light.

"Qin's power came to you?"

"Interesting, is it Wenxin Hou Lu Buwei's person, or Changxin Hou Lai Ai's person?"

In today's Xianyang, the only people who could have such a move are these two people, and without accident, Lu Buwei can basically rule out such a mindless move.

But with the shallow foundation of Changxin Hou Lai, I am afraid that everything is under Lu Buwei's control. Today, Yan Lingji went to the city to find her, taking a lot of risks, but...it seems that the benefits are not small.

He kept moving his hands, glanced at Yan Lingji, and returned to the atmosphere of boxing practice again.

"Your Excellency is very familiar with everything in Xianyang!"

"Looking for the owner was Changxin Hou Laoai at the beginning. He said that he would manipulate the Qin court and send envoys to Korea to force South Korea to cede land and pay money. This move will undoubtedly cause slight turmoil in South Korea."

"When the time comes, Marquis Changxin will send Qin soldiers to attack South Korea. I hope that the master will help you with the power of Baiyue. If you attack and destroy South Korea, you will give half of South Korea as a gift!"

Regarding Zhou Qing's ignorance, Yan Lingji snorted coldly, her own fire charm technique had already been perfected, even warriors at the level of transforming gods would have to be tricked at will, but it had no effect on the other party.

The graceful body changed into a more seductive posture, lying gently on the rockery, the mountain peaks in front of her chest were more upright, and the ravines criss-crossed inside it, very deep, looking from Zhou Qing's direction at this moment, it was even more snow-white dazzling.

The master gave himself to him, thinking that he liked his body, but now it seems that this is not the case, the crisp sound is slow, the charming sound is curling, and the fire charm is still mixed in it.

Originally, Zong Quan was watching Zhou Qing's boxing exercise, but within a hundred breaths, he was forced to retreat by Yan Lingji, who was fully urging the fire charm technique, and felt ashamed.

"What did Wen Xinhou Lu Buwei say?"

With Li Kai analyzing the situation for Tianze, Zhou Qing believes that Tianze's IQ will improve quickly. As for Li Kai's wisdom, needless to say, at the age of the weak crown, he was the right Sima of South Korea. General.

Without extraordinary talent, it is impossible to stand out in South Korea where power is intertwined. Therefore, Zhou Qing is very relieved of Li Kai, and Li Kaizhi is talented enough to assist Tianze in future actions.

Everything about Marquis Changxin is basically under the control of Lu Buwei. If he wants to start a new stove, he must first go through Lu Buwei, Marquis Wenxin.

"Lu Buwei asked the master to kill the envoy sent by Chang Xinhou, other than that, everything is as Chang Xinhou said!"

He is worthy of being a warrior of the Tianzong of Taoism, and worthy of being the right protector of the Qin court. The power of true qi leaves traces in the empty void, which lasts for a long time. This kind of strength is unheard of.

It is precisely because he knows the identity of the other party that the master will accept his conditions. Otherwise, half of South Korea's land would not be so easy to give up, feeling that the other party seems to ignore him.

In the depths of the eye pupils where the flames were rising, the fire charm technique was not visible, and the fiery red mysterious light all over his body flashed away, and he stepped out with a light step, and appeared at Zhou Qing's side about ten feet away. This is the message from the master. All words are gone.

"This news is very interesting!"

"What do you think?"

Stepping on yin and yang, returning to the original with both hands, gathering the breath of the void, and returning to the sea of ​​dantian, the void Taiji diagram that has not dispersed for a long time is leisurely and invisible, with a wave of the hand, the figure of Yan Lingji beside her is in front of her.

It seemed that in terms of height, Yan Lingji was even a little bit taller than her, and she took her finger and brushed it slightly over Yan Lingji's smooth, watery face, a slight feeling of tenderness emerged, and she smiled brightly at the fearless eyes of the other party.

"Everything is in accordance with the plan drawn up by Li Kai, try to gather the Baiyue forces as much as possible, temporarily stay away from the core of Xinzheng, and raise the fire of Baiyue on the map of South Korea, although each one is very weak."

"However, a single spark can start a prairie fire, and after a few years, everything can be realized!"

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"A single spark can start a prairie fire!"

"I like this sentence very much!"

Feeling being imprisoned by an invisible force all over the body, unable to move, even the true energy in the body cannot flow, the finger on the face slides lightly, a strange force rises in the heart, deep in the charming eyes, There was another breath of flames.

He spoke in a crisp voice, with an incomparable posture, and after a while, the imprisoned power returned from his body, and his delicate and slender fingers lightly tapped on the flaming red lips, and a small fireball flew towards Zhou Qing, and his body leaped like a fire. Meteors generally disappear.

Stretching out one hand, this small fireball gently landed on the palm of the hand, and the heart turned freely, scattering thousands of sparks and melting into the void. Although the opponent had left, there was still a faint fragrance in the air.

"You two have been watching for so long, do you still want me to invite you out?"

Stepping out, sitting in a gazebo in this wide courtyard, there is a copper pot being heated on the fire, looking at the weak fire, blowing lightly on the fire, the flame suddenly evaporates In just a few breaths, the water in the copper pot boiled.

He poured himself a cup of tea, savoring the lingering aroma of the tea, and at the same time looked somewhere in the void behind him, shaking his head slightly, with this level of strength he dared to break into the heaven and earth.

If he hadn't instructed Zong Quan and the others not to act rashly, he would have been attacked and killed long ago.

"Heavy swordsman Zhou Qing! You are Tianze's accomplice!"

"Recently, the actions of Tianze and his party in Xinzheng, as well as the death of You Sima Liu Yi, are you behind the scenes?"

A piece of pitch-black feathers slowly emerged and slowly fell, followed by the same piece of extremely white feathers, and between breaths, on the gazebo above the head, each figure appeared, as if appearing instantly, with extremely fast movement.

The sound of guesswork fell from the void, mixed with strange feelings, a little bit of evil charm, and a little bit of silent murderous intent. After so long, I finally got something today.

"Those are not important."

"The important thing is how the two of you will go on. Some time ago, I met a woman in Xinzheng. Her name is Yingge, Moya. You should be familiar with her!"

"In addition, according to the current level of the two of you, it is not enough to stand on top of my head!"

The spirit merged with the world, and the mind turned freely. In an instant, an invisible restraining force burst out from the void, directly suppressing the two of them. With a wave of hands, two black and white figures standing quietly on the gazebo fell on the ground.

Holding the teacup in his hand, he turned his body slightly and looked at the two people in front of him. He had seen them once when he suppressed Tian Ze that night, and under the bright sunlight today, he showed his real body even more.

One is dressed in extremely dark clothes, close-fitting strong clothes and a fluffy black feather shawl, coupled with the unique lines on his face and the strange lines and patterns on his clothes, the whole person looks extremely domineering and evil , but without losing toughness and neatness.

As for the other one, he was wearing dark blue tights with a white sleeveless cloth gown, a sky blue forked waist, and a white feather on his left shoulder. There are pieces of silver accessories shining, with murderous intent inside.

Compared with Mo Crow's domineering and evil charm, this person's face is immature and handsome, with blue-purple hair in a strange shape, short hair on the left side is clean and neat, and long hair on the right shoulder reaches his shoulders. He was forced to come down from the gazebo by Zhou Qing, with dark blue eyes His eyes were wrinkled, and then traces of white mysterious light lingered all over his body.

"Parrot song!"