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447: Work hard to complete the KPI (27) [Please give me a monthly ticket]

Hero...sad to be a beauty???

Lin Feng couldn't speak for a long time.

He looked at Xu Quan with his eyes wide open, as if he knew this guy on the first day: "Wen Shi, the beauty you are talking about is..."

Xu Quan patted his chest.

"Is this too much? It's far away and close to you!"

He, Xu Quan, isn't he a first-class beauty?

Because Xu Quan's movements were too heroic and Lin Feng was close, he could clearly see the suffocating fluctuations.

She subconsciously leaned back slightly.

"This, isn't this good?"

I always feel that the boy didn't eat this one.

Xu Quan was actually dissatisfied and snorted: "How is it not good? Is the prince not good-looking or is his figure not good?"

He wanted to bring about a movement that could perfectly show his figure, and Lin Feng was so scared that he took two steps back.

"Not that, I'm just worried about alerting the enemy."

Xu Quan stumbled for a moment, then curled his lips boredly: "You said that, if you ruined the good things of Mr. I don't know what to eat. Can you just keep an eye on it? If there is really a problem with this person..."

Lin Feng said: "If there are signs of losing control, I will naturally kill first and then report, and then apologize to the lord."

Xu Quan touched his chin and said, "What a pity, my cousin is not here, otherwise he should be able to help."

This was the first time Lin Feng heard Xu Quan take the initiative to mention his cousin Xu Jie. Xu Jie had previously done business with his lord. Lin Feng, as Chu Yao's deputy, had also had a few dealings with Xu Jie. The latter had no smell of money, which was different from ordinary merchants.

She was curious: "Mr. Xu Da has a solution?"

Neither gentleman Gu Chi nor Jiang Sheng could see it.

Xu Quan nodded: "That's - he traveled all the time, how can he do it without any skills? He does business not only in the sky and sea. In addition to the open, he also does some smuggling businesses behind his back, including Shiwu and Beimo. The salt and iron business has always been huge profits, so how could he miss it? It's just that he has not been peaceful in the past two years, so he has done less."

Xu Jie is also a person who frequently deals with Shiwu.

To put it bluntly, how much money can a serious business be made on the surface? Those who are shameless behind the scenes are the big deal, and it is worth more than ten thousand taels of silver. Otherwise, with the Xu family's family's foundation, how could they spend money to support Wu Xian to support his soldiers?

His cousin is really good at everything.

Lin Feng is not so blind.

Understanding the Ten Wu does not mean there is a solution.

However, the next second, Xu Quan seemed to remember something, clenched his right fist and smashed his left palm, and suddenly screamed.

"Suddenly I remembered something. If this guy is really a target, he really can't kill him. Have you said before that this person isolates the energy of heaven and earth, making Peeking Heart and Heart laugh, and even Mr. Gu's literati's way of doing nothing to him?"

Lin Feng nodded: "Indeed, what did you remember?"

Why do you say you can't kill?

Xu Quan tried hard to recall: "I remember my cousin talked to me about something similar... In this case, in addition to the special physique mentioned by Mr. Jiang, there is another kind of - an extremely rare secret method of alien race! The person you see is a dead person."

Lin Feng was so full of goosebumps that he said.

"Die, dead?"

Xu Quan nodded heavily and said, "Yes, my cousin has seen this secret technique. I almost lost all my money when I went to Shiwu Shang before, but I suffered this loss. According to him, only a small number of Shiwu tribes have inheritance and will not be used until their lives are at stake. It is precisely because dead people are right and wrong, so their appearance will show different characteristics from ordinary people to distinguish them."

How can a dead person see through the heart?

Lin Feng frowned: "But his breathing is normal, his body temperature is no different from that of a living person, and there is no stagnation in his actions."

Xu Quan: "Otherwise, what is it called a secret method?"

Thinking about it now, the purple hair of the slave boy was so natural, and it was not an effect that dyeing could have.

"Then why did you say you can't kill?"

Xu Quan scratched his head and sighed: "If this is really the secret method, then killing the tiger will return to the mountain. After the dying person performs the surgery, his body will fall into a state of false death. No matter how serious the injury is, it can heal slowly. The consciousness will wake up in the body of the target of the shooting and move freely. If he is killed at this time, the consciousness will return to the body, and it will not be easy to catch the deity."

"So cunning?"

Xu Quan said: "It's not that there is no way to crack it. I killed the person shortly after using the magic. My injury has not healed and was backfired, and there is basically no way to survive. But according to the salt vendor's words, this guy has been active outside for at least two months..."

It only takes a hundred days to get hurt.

If someone is killed at this time, at most they will spit blood.

He patted his butt and turned his head and brought someone to kill him.

Lin Feng: “…”

After a while, she said, "It may not be this possibility..."

Xu Quan cried and said, "I hope it's not."

Alas, his secret hair dye recipe!

Fortunately, he dreamed that he was eye-catching, and standing in the vast crowd was also seen by Gong Xiqiu at first sight.

Now, the dream is broken.

Lin Feng: "I'll tell my lord and the others about this."

Xu Quan endured the sadness and comforted her: "Don't be too disappointed, after all, it's someone who can be targeted by your teacher. If it's so simple, it's your teacher who can be killed. "

Is it much better to think about it this way?

Lin Feng pulled the corner of his mouth.

Thank you, I was not comforted at all.

With the idea provided by Xu Quan, determining the identity of a slave boy has made breakthrough progress. It was the first time that Jiang Sheng and the others heard about this kind of thing. Shen Tang put their chins on their cheeks and sighed: "It's really big in the forest and there are all kinds of birds... It's not that there is no progress..."

Although the slave boy can escape, he thinks on the other hand - as long as he is still alive, he will not wake up.

Being imprisoned in disguise.

It is not easy to make people die, but it is not easy to make people die without dying? This group of literary scholars with black water have some solutions, but Shen Tang is not worried about this.

In fact, except for the news of the army that exposed this, she was not worried about anything else, including Chu Yao's dream - if she was not prepared, she was indeed passive when drinking water and food, but if she was alert, it would not be a threat.

What can really threaten her-

It was the prince who went back to bring reinforcements to surround her and killed her.

Chen Tang flipped through the bill book with a headache, and silently calculated in his heart how many people there were to meet the standards. The tribes that had been killed before should have already had their effect and caused a bloody storm in the Shiwu Royal Court. However, the fire was not big enough, so she wanted to continue to add firewood.

Chen Tang frowned and thought deeply, and the community was in pain.

No dreams all night.

The army rested and attacked the target on the evening of the second day.

This operation was not hidden from the slave boy.

He even distributed crude weapons to him.

He was stunned with his weapon: "Is this?"

Lin Feng said: "Knife."

"What are you doing?"

"kill."

The slave boy wanted to ask who to kill, but soon knew that this question was unnecessary. In this operation, it was not only the people from Chen Tang, but also the refugees in the valley. It was just that these refugees did not produce food, but were the porters of the food.
Chapter completed!
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