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The 234th chapter Changping Jun calms the chaos (2)

Early morning of the second day.

Xinzheng.

Above the Xinzheng City Wall.

Wei Zhuang was dressed in black robes fluttering in the wind, with white hair fluttering. He held a sword in his left hand and stood with the sword on his back. As for the scabbard, he had inserted it on the ground of the city wall.

Behind him, Chi Lian was dressed in red, with snake-shaped hair, delicate face, and enchanting figure. The most peculiar thing was that there was a Chi Lian snake surrounding her waist.

Beside Chi Lian, Bai Feng was dressed in white, with a handsome face, white bird feathers on his shoulders, and his hands folded across his chest, looking extremely chic.

On the city wall, there are a large number of Korean soldiers wearing Korean silver and red armor, with one post every five steps and one sentry every ten steps, holding crossbows and ordnance, staring into the distance.

Large flags embroidered with "Han" were placed at the top of the city, and the flags fluttered in the wind.

Wei Zhuang raised his eyes and looked into the distance. Under his white eyebrows, his eagle eyes were full of deep color. Under the sunlight, the shark-tooth sword he held behind him shone with a strange cold light.

Now this sword has enough blood to drink.

Tian Yan has black hair shawl, a red robe, a splendid red Confucian robe, a jade pendant on his waist, and a fine and luxurious long sword. He has a delicate face, elegant and handsome. He slowly walks up the tower, walks to Wei Zhuang, and stands side by side with him.

, talking and laughing with the indescribable temperament of a Confucian general and the chic and unrestrained style of a scribe.

Wei Zhuang is very handsome, but he may not be as handsome as Tian Yan at the moment.

"The curtain of this big drama is about to begin. I wonder if Mr. Wei Yan is still satisfied so far?" Chi Lian turned to Tian Yan and said, his tone was so enchanting and charming that people couldn't help but look at him and smile.

Her appearance is extremely beautiful, making people call her a beauty in the world.

The movement of twisting the neck is quite like a snake, but because of this, it has a unique and dangerous charm.

"Quicksand and Ghost Valley are both well-deserved. Although the show has not yet begun, Yan has already learned a lot." Tian Yan stood the long sword in front of him, held the sword with both hands, let the wind lift his robe, and looked calmly into the distance.

road.

"Well, Mr. Wei Yan is overly complimentary. I've heard Mr. Wei Yan's harshness for a long time. I'm really flattered by such praise." Chi Lian said enchantingly, swaying like a snake.

Tian Yan did not continue to speak. A pair of beautiful autumn eyes looked into the distance, and the entire distance was reflected in the dark pupils.

There is sky, earth, clouds, and sun.

There are banners and iron horses, swords and love and hatred, farm tools and poor parents, and darkness and... light that cuts through the darkness.

The body stands like a sword, straight.



Outside the Mohist government office.

In dense forests and mountain peaks.

A mysterious man hiding himself under a jet-black robe and bamboo hat stood side by side with a short, fat old man with white hair and beard. The two of them stared at the machine city in front of them.

It is worth mentioning that one of the old man's hands is made of a wooden mechanism.

The two of them stood side by side on a mountain peak, overlooking the earth. Behind the two of them was a large tree with lush branches. A gust of wind blew by, and pieces of green leaves flew past the two of them.

A few more green leaves fell on the shoulders of the man in black robes and on his bamboo hat.

"Big brother, Liusha has been making big moves in Korea recently.

Juzi, what do you think Liusha wants to do?" Master Ban said to the man who was hidden in a black robe.

The man he called a giant said nothing.

silence.

Stifling silence.

After a long silence, the man in the black robe reached out and picked a leaf from his shoulder, spread his palm and stared at the green leaf.

"I really don't know what Wei Zhuang is going to do.

Wei Zhuang first killed my former tycoon of the Mo family, and then slaughtered countless important officials of the Yan State. He really did many evil things." Master Ban said when he saw that the "giant" did not speak.

He has always advocated "universal love" and "non-aggression". It is true that he hates Qin, but he hates Liusha and Weizhuang even more.

Without him, the hatred would be too great.

The Six-fingered Black Man, what a good person he was, had a good reputation in the world, was righteous and benevolent, and was considered a great hero of his generation, yet he was killed by Wei Zhuang, the executioner.

The giant man's face under the bamboo hat was full of complex expressions, and he stared at the leaf in trance.

"What can people who have lost their homeland do when they return to their hometown?" The man, who was wrapped in a black robe and bamboo hat, sighed in a low voice.

It's like asking the class master, but also like asking yourself.

And it seems...the answer.

Master Ben remained silent.

"Is she okay?" After a long time, the Mohist tycoon asked in a serious tone.

"Very good, don't worry, Master." Master Ban replied resolutely.

If necessary, he would risk his life to protect that child.

Because she is of the royal family of the Yan Kingdom, or is she the daughter of Yan Dan?

No.

It's more because he is a disciple of Mohism.

And...that kid is worth it.

"Although I hate Wei Zhuang for killing my teacher, I have to admire him as a disciple of Guigu and his sharp eyesight. Although he is my sworn enemy, he can't help the people who were tortured by the violent Qin in his hometown of Korea.

As far as South Korea is concerned, he is worthy of the name of a hero and loyal minister.

In terms of talent and learning, I am slightly inferior to Han Feizi.

But now, this is the first time I envy him.

Although South Korea is weak, there are people like Wei Zhuang. If there were more people like Wei Zhuang in the court of Yan State, why would it be like this..." The man in black robe said softly, his eyes tightly closed under the bamboo hat, as if remembering

, frowning slightly, as if making a decision.

In his mind, figures flashed through his mind.

It was the teacher's earnest teachings. He once had disagreements with the teacher, but now looking back, the teacher's words were all good words, but he was too persistent and found it difficult to let go.

She was the woman who always treated him tenderly and accompanied him, but he was busy with state affairs and didn't even have the chance to accompany her.

Perhaps it will be difficult to see him again in the future...

It was when Wei Zhuang held the shark-tooth sword and resisted the snare weapon that he felt inexplicably mixed feelings in his heart.

Liusha, who had always been a mortal enemy of the Mohist family, stood on the side of the Mohist family. At that moment, he seemed to have a new understanding in his heart.

In the future, those who have lost their homeland will fight on the territory of other countries.

Also, those two terrifying weapons.

Frightened salamander.

Cover the sun.

In his opinion, the martial arts of these two people were both top-notch in the world, yet they were willing to become minions of the violent Qin Dynasty.

Whenever he thought about these two murderous weapons, he couldn't help but feel that a big net was spread out among the Seven Kingdoms and was enveloping them.

"What else is more important than peace and family and country?"

"I won't lose."

"Right, teacher, Feiyan."

"Right, Mr. Wei Zhuang."

"Isn't that right..."

"Ying Zheng!!!"



farmhouse.

Daze Mountain.

At this moment, this place feels like a paradise.

The existence of refined salt has brought benefits to the entire Daze Mountain.

Directly or indirectly.

Although Lieshantang took the absolute majority.

There are also people who are frowning.

Shennong Hall.

In a room.

The Zhu family wore masks that symbolized "sorrow" and looked at their "good brother" Situ in front of them with a sad expression.


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