Zhao Jia was not kept waiting for too long. A middle-aged general wearing silver and black armor came forward with a group of soldiers.
Zuo Sima Liu Yi straightened his back, looked solemn, and saluted the carriage with clasped fists. His voice was sonorous and powerful: "Korean Zuo Sima Liu Yi, by order of the King of Han, came here to greet Marquis Changxin!"
After speaking, he raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes, and glanced at the carriage, seeming to be quite curious about what Zhao Jia looked like.
He was not made to wait too long.
The car curtain was opened by a slender jade hand, and what came into view was a stunningly beautiful woman with an elegant and cold temperament. Her raised eyebrows were as light as the distant mountains. Just a glance at her cold eyes, there was an indescribable feeling.
The amazing feeling is like a picture scroll slowly unfolding and reflected in your mind.
However, Zuo Sima Liu Yi was a middle-aged man after all. He was not as impulsive as a young man and could not withstand temptation, so he remained calm on his face and never showed any unbearable expression.
"Thank you for your hard work, General Liu."
With a gentle voice, a noble man in silver-white robes came out.
He has handsome facial features, a pair of narrow red phoenix eyes with a slight smile, he is meticulously dressed, with beautiful jade hanging around his waist, and his long black hair hangs down behind him. His hair is neatly styled, and he has a warm and elegant air.
Just like the kind of successor carefully cultivated by the nobles.
If no one was watching him, that would be the most incredible thing.
As expected of the eldest son of the Zhao Kingdom, he has an extraordinary bearing... Zuo Sima Liu Yi's eyes narrowed, and he somehow understood why the King and Queen Mother of Qin loved this man so much. In terms of appearance alone, few people in the world could compare with him.
Zhao Jia smiled, concealed what he perceived, and spoke softly.
After a while, it disappeared from Zhao Jia's perception.
"It's up to the guest to do as he pleases. General, there's no need to be so polite."
Jing Salamander's gentle and frivolous Jing Salamander Sword revealed a little sadness in her eyes, as if she was recalling her past, and whispered: "Stories? Isn't the existence of the sword just for killing? Why does it need a story..."
Zhao Jia looked at the sword in Jing Salaman's hand and asked curiously. He had come into contact with a lot of famous swords during this period. Although he had never used it, he could roughly feel the difference between these famous swords and ordinary swords. They contained
With a momentum, just like the human body will appear in thermal imaging, famous swords also have a unique aura.
…
At this moment, Mo Ya, who was wearing black tights, was raising his hands to protect himself from the sun. He was standing on a treetop, bending over and looking at where Zhao Jia was. He seemed to see something, squinted his eyes, and smacked his tongue: "Tsk.
, these noble gentlemen are so luxurious, and the maids accompanying them are all so beautiful, they are really enviable."
"I don't know its past story, but I believe its future story will be wonderful."
Standing next to Mo Ya was a handsome young man. His eyes were stubborn and revealed a unique light of young men. Hearing Mo Crow's words, he couldn't help but glance at him and said lightly: "You are not envious.
your."
Mo Crow commented.
Bai Feng frowned, looked at Mo Ya, and asked, "Are you also interested in men now?"
As for what Zhao Jia said about recognizing relatives...she didn't believe it.
Zhao Jia said softly, and at the same time glanced at the distance. With his extraordinary perception, he naturally noticed that someone was staring at him in the distance, but the aura of the two was ordinary, and there was no sense of danger.
Bai Feng's expression froze, not sure whether Mo Crow was serious or not, and flew away into the distance very quickly.
Your structure is not as good as Zhao Gao. No wonder Zhao Gao can be the boss, but you can only be the killer... Zhao Jia sighed softly in his heart, looked at Jing Salamander who was immersed in the past, stretched out his hand to hold her jade hand caressing the Jing Salamander sword, and held it in his palm.
It's very slender and a little cold, but his hands are warm enough to warm it.
Zhao Jia looked at the Frightened Salamander and asked.
Liu Yi originally planned to call Zhao Jia the Marquis of Changxin, but for some unknown reason, perhaps because he was amazed at Zhao Jia's magnanimity, he felt that calling him Young Master was more appropriate, so he instinctively changed his tune.
Jing Salamander did not resist, but looked up at Zhao Jia calmly. Perhaps the moment she returned to Xianyang City, she knew what she was going to face.
"brush!"
With the cooperative relationship between Ye Mu and Luo Wang, it was normal for him to be targeted after entering Korea.
Bai Feng seemed to have been waiting for Mo Ya to take action. He moved away like a ghost in a flash. At the same time, he glanced at Mo Ya, as if asking: Have you eaten?
"The distance is a bit far...but there shouldn't be any threat, otherwise the Frightening Salamander Sword will remind me."
Just like the ancient saying goes, people nourish jade, and jade nourishes people. In the same way, the same is true for famous swords. Each sword has its own "temper".
Mo Ya straightened up and looked at Bai Feng helplessly. He really didn't know why Bai Feng became like this. He could never say anything pleasing to his mouth.
"Is this the so-called famous sword with spirit?"
Frightened Salamander's cold and beautiful eyes were lowered, and he stretched out his hand to caress the Frightened Salamander sword wrapped in a long cloth.
Jingli, who was kneeling next to Zhao Jia, seemed to sense the aura of the two of them. When the aura disappeared, she looked up at Zhao Jia, her eyes became more serious, and said: "You guessed it before, we entered South Korea.
He was immediately targeted."
"But let me tell you, the eldest son of the Zhao Kingdom has a good appearance."
What an annoying brat.
Bai Feng said nothing, looking at the carriage surrounded by people in the distance, with a dull expression, because he was used to seeing Korean high-ranking officials and nobles, and he knew very well that each of these seemingly beautiful officials and nobles were bound by invisible shackles and were not allowed to be free.
In a sense, they are all the same and there is no need to envy them.
Mo Ya curled up his lips, smiled evilly, and uttered a sentence in a sinister manner: "You must not let me catch you, otherwise, I will send you to be a turtle man and let you serve those noble ladies, Xinzheng
But there are many noble people who like young men like you!"
Night people?
Mo Crow and Bai Feng?
Zhao Jia still knew the number one henchman under the Korean General Ji Wuye very well. Wherever the ink crow appeared, there must be a white phoenix. The two of them were like brothers.
Mo Ya's expression froze, and then his eyes turned cold. A black feather appeared between his fingers, and he threw it towards Bai Feng. The feather suddenly turned into a sharp arrow, and the sound of cutting through the air was extremely harsh.
Frightened Salamander shook her head. She didn't know whether the sword had any spirit, but Frightened Salamander Sword did have the ability to sense danger, and could even "feel" her emotions and give certain feedback.
He asked Jing Salamander: "Can you sense their strength?"
Mo Crow followed closely behind.
"This is the responsibility of the last general. All matters concerning entering Korea have been prepared. If the eldest... Young Master has any requests, please feel free to mention them to the last general!"
"I can't get it. Why don't you try to satisfy your cravings?"
Zhao Jia's guess was accurate. The people staring at him were indeed Mo Ya and Bai Feng in the night.
Then he seemed a little curious.
"Normally, South Korea is a land of darkness. How could it not keep an eye on an outsider like me?"
"I heard Zhao Gao say that every sword has its own story. What is the story of the Frightening Salamander Sword?"
The speed is quite fast... Zhao Jia, who was sitting in the carriage, showed a hint of surprise, because the speed of the two was a bit too fast. Perhaps it would be difficult for ordinary people to catch it with the naked eye. Judging from the memory of the Sunda Bee inherited by Zhao Jia,
Those two people's explosive light skills are also among the top group in Luowang.
Zhao Jia said seriously.
Jingyu stared at Zhao Jia with his cold and beautiful eyes, and after a moment, he said softly: "I believe you, Master."
As for whether you believe it or not, perhaps only the Amazing Salamander himself knows.
Just like if you like someone who doesn't like you, in your heart, the other person must like you, even just a little... When you fall in love with someone, you will always deceive yourself.