Ying Ziqing drank under the service of the beautiful girl beside him, looked at the dancers dancing in the center of the hall, and then glanced at Ji Wuye who was looking very excited.
An unknown smile appeared on his face.
"It's really boring." Ying Ziqing murmured.
With a bang, the wine bottle made of jade in his hand shattered to the ground.
A look of panic appeared on the face of Mei Ji who was waiting beside her.
The singing and dancing at the scene were all muted.
Ji Wuye looked at Ying Ziqing opposite him curiously, wondering what kind of medicine the Qin envoy was selling in his gourd.
King Han, who was interrupted from enjoying the singing and dancing, showed a hint of displeasure at first, and then a sincere fake smile appeared on his face when he realized that the source was Ying Ziqing.
He turned to look at Ying Ziqing and asked with a smile:
"Envoy Qin, are you not satisfied with this song and dance?"
Ying Ziqing put one hand on his knees and rubbed his chin with the other.
He raised his eyes to look at Ji Wuye and chuckled lightly,
"I heard that the Korean General Ji Wuye has unparalleled killing skills with his sword. Why don't you show it to us on this happy day?"
Ji Wuye on the opposite side was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said angrily:
"Envoy Qin, don't go too far! This general is not that kind of guy!!"
Ying Ziqing looked as usual, ignoring Ji Wuye's scolding, and looked at Han Wangan with sparkling eyes.
Han Wangan glanced at the angry Ji Wuye and fell into hesitation.
On one side is the Qin envoy with hundreds of thousands of tigers and wolves standing behind him, and on the other side is the general who holds half of the military power in South Korea.
The conscientious King of Han really didn't want to offend anyone, but he had no choice. He was now being roasted on the fire by this cunning envoy of Qin.
It is difficult to advance, and it is also difficult to retreat...
Ji Wuye looked at Han Wangan with an angry face and cursed in his heart:
"What a stupid guy, do you still need to hesitate? A weakling with no backbone!
Sooner or later I will..."
Ying Ziqing did not speak, but lowered his head to taste the delicacies, quietly waiting for Han Wangan's answer.
Just when the atmosphere in the hall was frozen,
Han Fei stood up in the corner and walked slowly to the center of the hall.
He bowed to King Han and Ying Ziqing each.
He said loudly:
"General Ji Wuye is a battlefield warrior. His swordsmanship is only for killing enemies, and there is not much appreciation for it. Wei Chen feels that it is not as good as the song and dance just now.
However, if the Qin envoy likes these, and I happen to have a similar understanding of one sword and the other, we might as well come down and have a closer look. "
King Han’s eyes lit up and he hurriedly agreed:
"Yes, that's right. If Ambassador Qin likes swordsmanship, I will arrange for the swordsmen in Xinzheng City to dance swords for you later. I wonder what Ambassador Qin wants?"
Ying Ziqing raised his eyebrows and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Han Fei who suddenly jumped out to disrupt the situation did not arouse his surprise.
"That's okay."
A trace of surprise and uncertainty flashed in Han Fei's eyes. Ying Ziqing agreed so easily.
What kind of medicine is he selling in his gourd...
Then the banquet continued, and Ying Ziqing did not continue to make things difficult, but calmly waited for the banquet to end.
After the banquet, the officials left the hall one after another. As soon as Han Fei stepped out of the palace gate, a familiar voice sounded behind him:
"Brother Han's words just now were quite clever and clever."
Han Fei turned back to look at Ying Ziqing who looked indifferent, laughed and said:
"Brother Ziqing, please stop teasing me. As a Han minister, I naturally care about the king."
"Oh? Han Chen, brother Han Fei, have you made your decision?"
The playful smile on Han Fei's face subsided and he said seriously:
"I grew up in Han, and I am a Han citizen first, and then Young Master Han Fei. I can only say sorry for Young Master's previous invitation."
Sensing the change in Han Fei's tone, Ying Ziqing shook his head.
"It's smaller, the layout is smaller. Han Fei, you and I grew up in the same world, and this world is not named Han or Qin. It has only one name.
——China! "
A look of sluggishness and confusion appeared on Han Fei's face, and he murmured: "China..."
Ying Ziqing was mentally prepared for Han Fei's stubbornness.
Since there is no chance, there is no need to force it.
Even without Han Fei, Ying Ziqing could still establish his dominance, but there were just a few shortcuts.
He put his hands behind his hands and walked out of the palace gate, leaving Han Fei behind who had not recovered for a long time.
Under the night sky shrouded in darkness,
There seemed to be a faint whisper:
"If you can't use it for me, then get out early..."
In a shadow of Prince Zheng's palace, Ji Wuye turned his back to the shadow and said in a solemn tone:
"Before dawn, I want to see one of the Qin envoy's arms."
"As you command, General..."
Then a dozen black crows flew out of the shadows and flew towards that...
--Dividing line--
The night slowly fell into the cold moonlight, adding a touch of darkness to the originally groggy earth.
The carriage carrying Ying Ziqing galloped on the deserted street.
The carriage was driven by the coachman from the Han Palace. Ying Ziqing did not bring the Mirror Heart Demon with him to this dinner.
Just as the carriage passed a fork in the road,
A cold and evil smile appeared on Ying Ziqing's face in the carriage.
"Haha, you can relax your muscles and bones now."
A scarlet mask suddenly appeared on Ying Ziqing's hand.
at the same time,
Dozens of piercing sounds suddenly sounded, and the driver was instantly shot into pieces by hidden arrows.
Without the driver's control, the carriage lost control and crashed into the wall next to it at an extremely fast speed.
There was a rumble, and just as the carriage crashed into pieces, a black shadow jumped out of the carriage like a flying sword.
Dozens of killers wearing black clothes and holding sharp swords appeared not far from the wreckage of the carriage.
He stared warily at the mysterious man wearing an evil ghost mask who emerged from the carriage.
Countless black crows suddenly appeared in the sky and turned into a young man wearing a black goose feather suit and slowly descended.
Ying Ziqing's right hand casually rested on Greedy Wolf at his waist,
After scanning a circle of the Bird Killers who were waiting in full formation, Ying Ziqing's eyes flashed with disappointment.
A low and hoarse voice came from under the scarlet mask.
"Mo Crow, why did Ji Wuye send a guy like you here? You really disappoint me."
Mo Ya narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the wreckage of the carriage behind Ying Ziqing. Without any unnecessary nonsense, he said in a deep voice:
"Where is the envoy of Qin? Tell me and I will keep your body intact."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
After hearing this, Ying Ziqing suddenly reached out and pressed the mask on his face and laughed. The laughter became louder and louder, and there seemed to be a little bit of madness in the laughter.
Suddenly, the dark eyes under the mask were covered by golden light.
"Haha...ha...just...you guys?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Ziqing's figure suddenly disappeared like a ghost.
The next second he appeared in front of Mo Ya,
And he held Mo Ya's neck firmly with one hand,
Admire the surprise and fear frozen on his face,
He said slowly:
"You are worthy enough to look directly at me?"
After saying that, he strangled Mo Ya's fingers and exerted force suddenly,
The next moment, Mo Crow's original body turned into countless black crows and scattered, leaving black feathers on the ground.
Mo Ya, who had regained his figure on the eaves, covered his neck. Several clear red marks could be vaguely seen, and he said with some difficulty:
"kill him!"
Dozens of Bird Killers drew their swords at Ying Ziqing.
Ying Ziqing stood there, with an excited smile on his face under the mask, licked his lips, and slowly unsheathed the greedy wolf on his waist...
"Hunting... begins!"
