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Chapter 18 Towards the Fish in the Net

Lu Buwei was very fast. He left Xianyang Palace at ten o'clock in the evening. Ying Zheng received the intelligence system roster of Luowang Xinzheng's headquarters from the Prime Minister's Mansion at night.

Looking at the mechanism scroll in his hand, a complete intelligence network appeared in front of Ying Zheng.

The Royal Palace, the Prince's Mansion, the General's Mansion, and the Sima Mansion. When each code name appeared in Ying Zheng's sight, Ying Zheng realized what the problem was in South Korea. Such a country was destined to be hopeless, not just because

The country is small and the people are weak, and the entire upper class is full of problems. Such a country...

However, on this roster, there is a blank place, a place that plays an important role in South Korea, but it is completely blank: the Blood Clothes Castle.

Blood-clothed Marquis? Bai Yifei is nothing. The old goblin who single-handedly created the White Armored Army is worthy of attention. Ying Zheng analyzed the information in the scroll based on another memory.

"This roll of roster will be left to you for safekeeping. You should be familiar with the operation mechanism of the net." Ying Zheng closed the scroll and threw it to Qing Xi who was packing up the letters.

"Your Majesty?" Qing Xi took the scroll and looked surprised. How could such an important thing be given to her?

"Don't be surprised. You are the only one who knows how to use the people on the list. You are indispensable." Ying Zheng said.

"Yes." Qingxi saw this and put away the scroll hesitantly.

"If you need to find someone, how can you use the power of the net?" Ying Zheng asked.

"If you are looking for someone, it depends on the person's specific situation. There are different choices depending on the situation." Qing Xi replied.

"It's better to slow down this matter for a while." Ying Zheng suppressed the thoughts in his heart. Now he had more important things to do. As for the slight throbbing in his heart, he could bear it for the time being.

There are a lot of treasures in Xinzheng, but instead of using the power of the net, Ying Zheng prefers to use the power of the army to push them all the way, and everything is his.

South Korea, South Korea, Ying Zheng was thinking about something and suddenly thought of something. In his memory, it seemed that a war took place in the third year of the Qin Dynasty. Meng Ao led troops to attack South Korea and directly captured thirteen cities in South Korea.

South Korea, which is not already rich, is even worse.

We can make good use of the opportunity next year. Apart from the city, what else is there to care about in South Korea? Ying Zheng rubbed his forehead, seeming to be thinking about a very serious question.

"If your Majesty wants to master the net, you can ask the Queen Mother for help. The Prime Minister is not a suitable trading partner. The value of the Sun-Concealing Sword far exceeds this scroll." Qingxi hesitated for a moment, but chose to transfer the money in her heart.

Speak your true thoughts.

"Although the Hiding Sun Sword is one of the Eight Swords of the King of Yue, it is only one of the swords above." Ying Zheng said as if he did not hear the profound meaning of Qing Xi's words.

"Bianri is not just a sword, it is also proof of the identity of the first-class killer named Zhiri. Every first-class killer with Tianzi is not just a killer. He himself is a killer organization in the net.

, there are several earth-level killers under his command, and below him, there is also this killer-level killer. They are interconnected, making the power controlled by a sky-level killer extremely huge." Qing Xi explained.

"In that case, it's a shame." Ying Zheng seemed extremely annoyed when he spoke.

"actually······"

Qingxi saw Ying Zheng's annoyed look and felt that she had done something wrong. She couldn't help but quickly said: "Actually, it's not too bad. Although South Korea is small, Xinzheng is very big. It is also a commercial center in the Central Plains. South Korea has more than three

One-third of the essence is in Xinzheng, so the network of such an important town is still very valuable."

"According to what you say, being alone doesn't seem to be a disadvantage." Ying Zheng looked at the somewhat clumsy Qing Xi in front of him and said.

"Slave..." Qing Xi suddenly fell into a dilemma. She really didn't know what to say was appropriate at this time. What could she say to make Ying Zheng realize that today without irritating him?

The transaction was a loss-making transaction.

"What on earth is it?" Ying Zheng asked with a solemn expression.

"It's the king's fault." Qing Xi said dejectedly. This was not the result she wanted.

"If you lose, you lose." Ying Zheng's reaction was beyond Qing Xi's expectation.

"When it comes to buying and selling, you can't just look at what the other party gets, but also what you get," Ying Zheng said.

"Your Majesty?" Qing Xi said in surprise, unable to adapt to Ying Zheng's change for a while.

"It's hard for people to imagine that you were such a dull-witted person, that you were once the first-class assassin Duan Shui of Luowang." Ying Zheng smiled unconsciously.

After learning about Qing Xi's true identity, Ying Zheng felt something called contrasting cuteness in her.

Something seemed to be slowly awakening deep in Ying Zheng's soul.

"Slave?" Qingxi was speechless for a moment.

Dumb? This was the first time she heard such a comment in her past life.

Who is she? She is the youngest Tianzi-level killer in the past fifty years. The people who died in her hands range from high-ranking officials to hundreds of rangers. When did they become

Stunned.

"You seem to be still not convinced?" Ying Zheng said.

"No, slave." Qingxi quickly replied.

"You are indeed not a qualified killer." Ying Zheng said.

Qing Xi's swordsmanship is very strong, which Ying Zheng has seen before. Her internal strength, which may be the biggest shortcoming for her age, is not weak either, but there is one exception, and that is emotion.

After all, she is not a cold sword.

Qingxi learned to be smart this time and chose to remain silent.

"It's snowing again." After a long time, Ying Zheng looked out the window and said.

This time still no one responded to him.

"It's a little cold at night." Ying Zheng continued.

"Are you cold?" Ying Zheng asked Qing Xi.

"My internal strength has been trained to the point where I am not afraid of cold or heat." Seeing that she couldn't escape, Qing Xi replied.

"That's true. It's really heart-warming." Ying Zheng showed a look of understanding, but his eyes couldn't help but fall on Qing Xi's bulging chest.

Although there were more intimate actions before, they were just regarded as tasks and responsibilities, and there was no extra thought.

However, at this time, under Ying Zheng's gaze, Qing Xi felt another emotion. Although Ying Zheng's gaze was calm, Qing Xi felt that it was like the sharpest sword, penetrating into her heart, and she seemed to return to her heart for a moment.

When I was young, I felt like facing the most severe swordsman in the net.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng immediately looked away and did not continue to say anything. Instead, he focused on the blank bamboo slips on the desk. Under the strokes of his palm, lines of beautiful Qin seals appeared on the bamboo slips.

.

This is classwork.


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