The Broken Soul Valley outside Xinzheng City is a rare place with ten miles outside the city of South Korea. The valley is deep and distant, surrounded by clouds and mist. Although it is summer and surrounded by green shade, it is still the case.
Over the years, strange calls and strange phenomena have often been heard here, making it even more uninvited. However, today, there seem to be several uninvited guests.
He had a silver hair in black, holding a sword in his hand, and a wide dark golden robe, showing a coldness all over his body, his brows frowned slightly, and looked at the woman in purple in front of him, and felt inexplicably familiar.
I... should have recognized her, and the relationship is still very small, but before my memory is unblocked, everything is false, and I whispered, and I fell down with cold words, following the wolf god and a hunchbacked man with a strange body.
After dealing with the affairs of Chu State and in order to regain past memories, he stepped back into South Korea. All the news shows that Xinzheng is an area where he stayed for quite a long time.
"village."
"It seems... your memory has not been restored."
The beautiful eyes flashed with mysterious light, and the purple hair drooped to both sides of the neck. I quietly looked at the man in black in front of me. A trace of helplessness and helplessness flashed through the purple girl's heart. When she was in Xianyang, she did not leave in person.
After two years, I saw Zhuang again and it turned out like this.
The whole body is familiar with me, but the unreasonable barrier between my words arises, making people feel more worried. However, compared to the current situation in Xinzheng, Zhuang's return is also a big turning point.
"You released all the news from Xinzheng that I have received?"
Wei Zhuang narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at the woman in purple in front of him.
"yes."
Purple girl did not deny it.
"Why did you see me today?"
Wei Zhuang asked again.
"Korea will be destroyed. This is what you and I want to see for many years, but... it is not what Quicksand wants to see."
"Zhuang, I need you to save someone!"
Walking with high purple boots and close-fitting purple brocade robe, looking back on the past, I and Zhuang were descendants of the Zheng country's surviving tribe. More than a hundred years ago, Zheng country was destroyed by South Korea, and the family and the tribe became slaves.
It’s a pity that the South Koreans are in chaos, so they and Zhuang have the opportunity to go out. Zi Lanxuan planned that South Korea should be destroyed, but South Korea should not be destroyed by the quicksand, not to mention that there is another important thing to come in.
"Are you... ordering me?"
Another coldness flashed on Weizhuang's face.
"No, that person wasn't for me."
"It was saved for yourself."
The purple girl showed off her head and shook her head. Unexpectedly, Zhuang had forgotten so many things. The secret technique of the Yin-Yang family was indeed extraordinary. Now, in Xinzheng, the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei wanted to ask the Princess Shang, thinking that the Han King's clan was the clan.
Among the Korean royal family today, only Princess Honglian can have the only one who can compete with the Blood Clothing Quarter.
In the quicksand, the only one who is most suitable to take action is the person in front of you.
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King of Korea:
The blood-clothed man was famous for his achievements, and he has made great contributions in Korea in recent years. Therefore, he allowed Princess Honglian to marry, as a marriage partner and as a grace.
When the news came out, the entire Xinzheng was talking about it. In recent years, the blood-clothed man Bai Yifei had a great power. Now the king wants to marry Princess Honglian again, so the blood-clothed man is even more popular.
"The palace where Princess Honglian is located is heavily guarded. No outsiders are allowed to enter unless the orders of King Han are given."
"Miss Purple Girl, will he... really take action?"
The king's order has been issued. Seven days later, it will be a good day. All etiquettes are in progress. The mansion of the general in the East City area is even more lively and is being prepared.
That's it, and it's impossible to stop it.
The corner of Zilan Xuan's second floor is located, and Zhang's ovary looks at Zi Nu with anticipation. He learned from the ninth prince that Wei Zhuang had returned to Xinzheng, although he had not seen him yet.
But according to his own reasons, Wei Zhuang is now a memory. In recent years, he has been helping the young master Fu Chu in Nanchu. Now that he has returned, he will not enter Zilanxuan, which is the greatest warning.
"He will."
The purple girl calmly cooked tea in the private room. She glanced at the window with her bright eyes, and a figure in purple clothes stood there. She knew Zhuang, and he... also knew about it.
Perhaps Zhuang has lost his memory now, but losing his memory... may be more convenient to act.
"If it succeeds, what about the army outside the city?"
Since it has been confirmed that Weizhuang will take action, it should be thought about how to deal with the 100,000 troops outside the city. According to the ultimatum issued by the Qin State, Qiuri will officially accept the land.
There is still more than a month left. During the period, the Qin army can easily spread its troops around Xinzheng. At that time, for South Korea, it will be the most dangerous time.
"Who built that army at the beginning?"
A few years ago, in order to fight against the night sky, Liusha successively joined the army, politics, finance, and spies. In terms of military, he used the Qin State to attack Nanyang and established an army of 100,000. Politically, the ninth prince Han Fei ascended the position of the Central Commander.
In terms of financial resources, Zilanxuan wanted to imitate the model of heaven and earth, and open all over the six kingdoms in order to gather a large amount of money. Spies were exploring the country, and there were channels for quicksand in Xinzheng.
The army outside Xinzheng City was originally built by quicksand. If Han Fei had not entered Qin and Weizhuang left, how could it have fallen into the hands of the Blood Clothing Hou. If the Blood Clothing Hou did not exist, the things would return to the original owner.
"If so, with a hundred thousand troops outside the city and the remaining power of South Korea now, it is not necessary to conquer the troops in Nanyang again. There is only the need for the five Shandong countries to see the power of South Korea."
"It is not impossible to achieve the success of the Qin Dynasty!"
With the power of South Korea alone, it is absolutely impossible to truly resist Qin. If you want to change the current situation in South Korea, you can only unite with the rest of Shandong countries, gather large armies to fight against Qin.
But the premise is that South Korea must show potential that is sufficiently recognized by the five Shandong countries.
The 100,000 troops outside the city were elite. If King Han was sincerely encouraged, he thought that recruiting troops might not be able to fight.
Thinking of that scene in my mind, Zhang's ovary looked a little excited. Perhaps, South Korea can really save it. As long as it can save Korea, as long as it can have time, everything will have variables.
He looked a little excited and moved his eyes from Zi Nu to the Ninth Young Master in front of the window. Although he had not spoken, he thought so. Otherwise, how could he ask back to Weizhuang?
The Ninth Young Master still has a heart for Korea.
At the same time, King An of Han in Xinzheng wanted to marry Princess Honglian in the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei to stabilize South Korea's strength and strength. All the news was naturally quickly transmitted to Wancheng, Nanyang.
The summer is hot and there is nothing to do recently. I lay on a cool soft couch. Zhou Qing held a secret document in his hand and looked at what he said, and couldn't help but smile.
I heard about Princess Hou Shang, a month ago, but now it has become true.
But in Xinzheng, the people from Quicksand seemed to have gathered.
"Nongyu, what do you think?"
Zhou Qing took the freshly prepared wine from Nong Yu's hand and handed over the document. For Xinzheng, these things may be very big, but in his heart, the weight is far from enough.
The blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei wanted to join Qin, and he admired this matter because it was a very good example.
But if the quicksand takes action, the situation in Xinzheng is really changing a little. Although there is no fear, there is always some trouble.
"Sister Zi Girl and the others will not let Princess Honglian marry the Blood Clothing Hou."
Wearing a light white cloud brocade robe, her beautiful hair combed her auspicious cloud bun, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, quiet and elegant, holding a document in her hand. After more than ten breaths, the crisp sound flowed and she shook her head.
"What do you think quicksand will do?"
Take a sip and mix the mellow fragrance of various flavors, which is sweet in the throat, but it also has a hint of wine and a cool feeling of wisps into the internal organs. Looking at the current situation in South Korea, Zhou Qing was very excited.
With the current power of Nanyangdi, it is enough to destroy Han, but the destruction of Han is too domineering. For other Shandong countries, it is not a good example. It is better to succeed in the Qin Dynasty.
If the blood-clothing ward is not good, then let’s take a look again.
"kill."
Let it out at will.
"Nong Yu, drafting documents for this marquis, warning Hou Bai Yifei in blood, and making all kinds of preparations."
He drank it all and looked at Nong Yu.
Since the blood-clothed face has the intention of joining Qin, how can we not help him?
"Here."
He bowed his body and retreated slowly.
Three days later!
A secret document from Nanyang land fell into the night channel and went straight into the general's mansion.
"Gather and disperse the quicksand!"
"Since it's quicksand, it's always quicksand."
With red and silver hair and a handsome and evil face, the document in his hand turned into ashes out of thin air. He did not forget the pain brought to him by the quicksand a few years ago.
In recent years, the power of quicksand has been weakened, but the power of night has not resilient. Since they are seeking death, let's help them.
That night, Zilanxuan, Xinzheng, was in trouble for no reason. The general took charge of Xinzheng's defenses and dispatched soldiers to Zilanxuan for urgent matters.
One hour later, all the personnel in Zilanxuan were detained, except for the leader of the shopkeeper, who disappeared.
At noon the next day, after the verdict of the Tingwei Mansion, Zi Lanxuan was a place where rebellion was hiding. The dozens of women captured last night were even spies. He reported to King Han and thought he was ordered.
At the city entrance, the swordsman waved the giant axe, and a graceful and graceful woman was killed. Similarly, the power of the night sky also destroyed the other powers of the quicksand in Xinzheng.
In view of this, the blood-clothed waiter reported to King Han that he wanted to go to a heavy army to guard Xinzheng, thinking that he would be mobilized at any time.
The King of Korea agreed soon.
"Is this... quicksand?"
In an ordinary courtyard in the north of Xinzheng City, black-clothed white hair and shaking hands with shark teeth. In recent days, Yu Liusha has learned a lot about the situation in Xinzheng, and was severely injured by Hou Baiyi in blood.
This is true whether it is the power in the palace or outside the palace. Thinking of what Liusha promised him before, it was really ridiculous. He could no longer protect himself, but he still pretended to be calm.
Weak!
There is no qualification to trade in front of yourself!