Chapter 457 Could it be that brother Siming has already returned home?
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
He looked at the man speaking in front of him with a very intriguing look.
Ye Siming's eyes were so oppressive that the battle-hardened general of Yao Xia couldn't help but break into a thin layer of cold sweat.
He opened his mouth to explain: "We have spies in the Daqi Palace. We don't ask for much. We also know that you have been rewarded by the Emperor of Daqi and become the Marquis of Yong Ye.
Therefore, we just hope that you will rescue our soldiers who are trapped in the Daqi Palace for the sake of the favor we have given you in the past. If we cooperate internally and externally, we will definitely succeed."
The soldiers the man mentioned were the prisoners brought back by Bai Yi back then.
It was originally a dead end, but under Gu Nuoer's persuasion, Gu Yihan arranged for these powerful warriors to clean the dung buckets.
Ye Siming didn't speak for a long time. He played with the hilt of the sword at his waist and asked lazily: "How many of you are there in total?"
The man's heart moved, thinking that he agreed to his plan.
"Of the four here, eight are ambushed in the nearby mountains and forests on the outskirts of Beijing, including an internal agent from the palace. As long as you agree, we can set off now to discuss countermeasures."
Ye Siming pursed his lips and exhaled deeply.
As if he was a little impatient, he raised his dark eyes, and there seemed to be an undercurrent surging inside.
Suddenly, he pulled his lips and chuckled: "Okay, let's go and take a look."
They immediately led the way.
The man winked at the compatriots beside him.
If Ye Siming refuses to cooperate, he will be killed in the woods later!
To avoid future troubles.
Suddenly, Ye Siming pretended to be dead and asked unintentionally: "What is Yao Xia's next step?"
"Start a war to avenge past shame."
Ye Siming said lightly: "Interesting."
How could he remember that Gu Nuoer, a little guy, hated being beaten and killed the most.
After leaving the restaurant, Ye Siming was greeted by them in an inconspicuous carriage.
He leaned against the car wall and glanced around with his thin eyes.
Both sides were crowded with Yao Xia soldiers. Although they tried their best to hide it, there was lingering vigilance in their eyes.
Ye Siming sneered in a low voice.
Mortals have a word for luring the wolf into the house.
I wonder if they have ever heard of it?
Suddenly, Ye Siming felt a stabbing pain in his head.
It was as if some silver needle was stirring in his mind.
Accompanied by the unbearable pain of evil forces impacting the pulse.
He gritted his teeth slightly and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
Ever since he was injured by Jin Wen last time, he has often felt this kind of pain.
In the Shura realm, Ye Siming relied on killing demons to obtain elixirs to strengthen his demon power.
The more he kills, the more powerful he becomes.
So in the end, he bent one knee slightly, sat on the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, looking down at his "accomplishments", but felt bored.
But now, how long has it been since he made a move?
He is the abyss itself, relying on absorbing the evil power of darkness to maintain the evil magic in his body.
But after all this time, Ye Siming has never caused trouble again.
Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been hurt once by a mere Buddhist teaching and would have been in pain all the time.
He pressed his head, closed his eyes, and rested.
Not long after their carriage left, Gu Nuoer's carriage arrived.
She bounced on her little feet, turned around and said to the coachman: "Uncle coachman, wait for me here. I'll go in and see my friends."
The little guy walked in with his little feet.
However, she looked around in the lobby on the first floor and then went upstairs to look.