The ghost valley is vertical and horizontal, and the strategy is the general trend.

For several years, I have been staying in Xinzheng, colliding with the people in Xinzheng, and I clearly understand this, and those who break are the choice of heaven and earth, and the division of all things.

Although there is quicksand in hand, although there are 100,000 troops in hand, the rest of the people in the room are too cautious and too careful, so that a good chess move that was originally under control has become the current situation.

If you want to realize your own things, you must have enough strength to push your own things forward, work hard for several years, and return to the original form with the destruction of Nanyang Tianze and others.

"For the strong, accumulate for the weak. For the straight, accumulate in the curve. If there is a surplus, it will accumulate in the insufficient, and this is also the Taoist. ”

"If King Han can understand this truth, South Korea will not have today's situation, the art of knowing the traitor, and the punishment of the punishment is what the quicksand has to do, in the past, the Wei Ying of the Qin State was the implementation of the rule of law with blood."

"Otherwise, time is running out in South Korea."

The silver-gray medium-long hair fell down from his shoulders, holding the sword of shark teeth, his cold eyes swept over the people in the quiet room, and a trace of light black light surged up and down his body, and the gorgeous jet-black brocade robe covered body stood by the window and said slowly.

Some people are just not willing to face reality, some people just believe in reality too much, and some people just attach too much importance to the shackles they carry, and those are dispensable.

Overmatch!

Cut it all!

Weakling!

Bound by all of that!

"Nine Princes."

As the merciless cold words in Wei Zhuang's mouth fell, the entire quiet room with a slight warmth of the stove unconsciously seemed to be flooded in by the cool breeze outside the window in an instant, the candle flame swayed, and everyone was silent.

The purple-clothed noble boy was still slowly fiddling with the beautiful jade with one hand, but a pair of bright eyes sometimes surging with aura, sometimes with a confused color, muttering for a long time, and there was no follow-up sound.

The purple woman in the purple high boots continued to adjust the wine in her hand, raising the temperature in it to warm her body, and her beautiful eyes swept through the quiet room, and the solemn color continued to be highlighted.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, the young man in plain clothes and green shirts stood upright, bowed to the purple-clothed noble son, and said lightly.

Everything that quicksand wants to achieve is also everything that he expects, and now, although the situation is gradually difficult, after all, it has not yet reached the time of real despair, and it has not yet reached the time when there is really nothing to be done.

"Your Fa needs a king of power, and even more so, a king who is determined to change."

As the young man's whisper fell, the wine in the purple girl's hand was also concocted, and wisps of faint fragrance diffused throughout the quiet room, poured into the bronze pot, and stood up with her slender hands in her hands.

If King Han could accept the "Book of Strong Han", it would not be what it is now, but with the remnants of Korea's century-old magic, it is even more difficult to get King Han to accept the concept of "Book of Strong Han".

"The law of heaven and earth is not slackened in implementation, even if there is no dependence on the country!"

Listening to the ovary, listening to the purple girl's response, Han Fei's movements in his hand also slowly stopped, held it in front of him, and looked at it carefully, the veins on the beautiful jade were extremely elegant and atmospheric.

All kinds of things rolled in his mind, since the little sage village returned to Xinzheng, everything has surfaced in the depths of his heart, muttering in his mouth, and his eyes suddenly bloomed with bright light.

"The implementation of the law is precisely for the purpose of stabilizing the country, knowing the traitor, and stopping the punishment with punishment."

"My law needs a powerful king, and my law is already in the hands of that powerful king, and now in Xinzheng, there is only Han Fei, the ninth son of South Korea, who wants to use the power of quicksand to support the general trend."

"Even if I lose, my Fa will definitely succeed, because I believe in him!"

Holding the piece of jade in his hand tightly, it was so beautiful that he didn't know who would fall into the hands of the other free hand, and took the wine poured by the purple girl with his free hand.

Warmth came out, the aroma of wine spread, and they spoke heavily, they didn't know what they said, but they didn't regret it, because their own law already had a master, and Han Fei also had his own belonging.

A few years ago, that person entered Xinzheng with a body of ten thousand gold, and at that time, he knew that he was the best implementer of his own law, and he was also the most capable of turning his own law into the law of the world.

"Knowing what you are defeated, and insisting on doing it, is it not the work of a wise man?"

Wei Zhuang, who was also standing with a wine cup in the window, once again said unabashedly sarcastically.

"No, we haven't failed yet, and we're far from failing."

"Half a month ago, Zhao Guo had a friend who spread the news that the Six Kingdoms of Shandong still had the last hope, and for that hope, Pingyuanjun, Xinlingjun, and Chunshenjun all fell for it."

"Now, that hope seems to be gradually manifested!"

Snorting deeply, he didn't taste it, the purple-clothed noble boy turned his head slightly, his eyes fell on the cold man in the window, and he shook his head and said, perhaps, he shouldn't pin his future on that hope.

But...... I really hope to have more time, because there is quicksand, red lotus, and everything I care about.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As soon as Han Fei's words fell, the expressions of the quicksand people in the quiet room moved, and the six countries of Shandong still had the last hope? This hope is even related to the most famous feudal lord of the Six Kingdoms in decades?

However, before everyone could continue to say anything, there was a knock on the door outside the quiet room.

"Sister Purple Girl, there are two distinguished guests outside, and I want to see Lord Weizhuang."

"They said that my sister would definitely agree, this is their token!"

The crisp sound rose, mixed with a faint softness, and he did not push the door in, whispering in front of the door, and clearly flowing into the quiet room, mixed with a faint sense of strangeness.

"Two distinguished guests?"

"Tokens?"

The purple girl raised her head lightly, put the bronze warm pot in her hand on the side of the table, heard the words of the person outside the door, and looked at Wei Zhuang with a trace of her eyes, as far as she knew, he didn't have any friends, let alone two!

But since the two of them wanted to see him by name, and they would definitely agree, their hearts were even more strange, and they immediately stepped lightly, and with a crisp whirlwind, they walked to the door of the room, and pulled it open with one hand.

"This is a token of the two?"

Looking at a white scarf handed over by the person in front of him, his eyes fell on it, and a wisp of black ink was already faintly visible, and the purple girl took it and naturally opened it, seeing the true face of the ink, and her light purple eyes shrank suddenly.

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"The common people are studied, there are few in the world, there are hundreds of schools, only I am the only one!"

"It seems that the disciples under the Guigu Sect are not as good as the generation, and in you and Gai Nie, you can't see the general trend of being a disciple of the Guigu Valley."

Dressed in a double white jade brocade robe with a lilac bottom, on top of the splendid medallion cast by delicate textures, a large and a small white carp are vivid, quite a fish jumping into the abyss.

The jade belt binds the soft waist, a crystal pearl hangs on it, the face of the world is unparalleled, it can be called a thousand autumns, the long black and soft hair is pulled up in a slanted wind bun, and a golden step decorated with no white jade beads is interspersed with it, full of gorgeous and gorgeous.

Under the guidance of a woman in Zilanxuan, stepping on the fire phoenix Chaoyang boots, strolling inside, followed by a woman in a light blue brocade robe, her appearance was also amazing.

As soon as he entered it, his starry eyes fell on the cold man near the window, and the origin of Xuangong seemed to be undoubtedly the target of his trip, one of the disciples of the contemporary Guigumen Walking Zhuxia.

As for the rest of the people in the room, it was a little unexpected, but the woman was not surprised, and among the information she knew, they all belonged to quicksand, and there was nothing here.

"Who are you?"

The four quicksand people in the quiet room heard the sound, and their eyebrows were raised, the reason why no one left was because the tokens of the two women just now were branded with the word Nanyang, and those two words were also the source of the quicksand's troubles now.

Listening to his words, he was quite disdainful of the disciples of the Guigu Valley, which made the four of them look sideways, for hundreds of years, among the Zhuxia Kingdoms, no one had ever felt so contemptuous and ignored the disciples of the Guigu.

The cold words were deep, the sword qi was rippling, the shark tooth sword in his hand was sharp, and the shallow black light shrouded his body, and his indifferent eyes looked at the two women quietly.

To say such things in front of oneself is to pay a great price!

"With your quicksands, don't you have any information from me?"

"It seems that the quicksand is quicksand after all, light and weak, scattered in the void, in the small Zilan Xuan, the quicksand gathers, it seems that what happened in the land of Nanyang seems to be quite troublesome for you and others."

The light white light around him loomed, and his spiritual sense spread, ignoring the sharp sword light that suddenly appeared in the quiet room, the smile on his face was still visible, and he glanced at the indifferent person near the window again, and found a place for himself, and knelt on it.

Beautiful eyes swept over the bodies of the other three people in the quiet room, and the voice was slow and meaningful.

""Ghost Valley Tuna Technique"!"

"What generation of Guigu disciples are you?"

Wei Zhuang's eyebrows were tightly locked, and he could clearly feel on the other party's body that it was no less than his own cultivation breath, and he was also a god, and the woman with a beautiful appearance behind the other party was also a god.

Looking at the age of the two gods, when did the cultivation of the gods break through so easily? The spiritual sense swept out, and after a few breaths, the origin trembled, as if sensing something, and couldn't help but move again.

Can't be wrong, in the other party, there is a Xuangong aura of the same origin as himself, although he does not have his own purity and strength, but it is definitely the secret art of Guigu, which cannot be learned by non-Guigu disciples, and it is difficult for non-Guigu descendants to contact.

"If Han Fei is not bad, the entire land of Nanyang should be under the control of the girl at this moment, and behind the girl, it should be the Daowu Zhenjun of the Qin Court."

"I don't know what Han Fei said?"

On a white scarf, the word Nanyang is branded, the small one, the other party comes from Nanyang, and the big one, its inner meaning can be extraordinary, Wen Weizhuang's mouth exclaimed, Han Fei, who had been sitting quietly in the quiet room, stood upright and bowed for it.

From the words spoken by the other party, it can be detected that what happened in the land of Nanyang before is definitely related to her, and according to the analysis of quicksand, with Ye Teng alone, it will definitely not be possible, and there must be the involvement of the Daowu True Monarch of the Qin State.

In addition, this woman's contempt for the disciples of the Guigu Vertical and Horizontal can have arrogant words, which undoubtedly shows that her person is definitely not weaker than the disciples of the Guigu Vertical and Horizontal Valley, and Wei Zhuang exclaimed, this person's ancestor should be a disciple of the Guigu Vertical and Horizontal Valley.

Only when you have that kind of talent can you be valued by Daowu Zhenjun, and entrusted with the important task of rectifying the land of Nanyang, all kinds of things, all kinds of things came out in an instant, Han Fei had thousands of thoughts in his heart, and there was a shallow smile on his face.

"It is worthy of the ninth son of King Han who has been stirring up the storm in Xinzheng for several years after returning to China, and Lord Wu Zhenjun has mentioned Gongzi many times in the slave family, but it is a pity that Gongzi can leave his name in the annals of history and shine through the ages."

"But I chose an extremely unwise path, and now, the land of Nanyang is already under my control, then, South Korea has already existed in name only, does the Ninth Prince think so?"

"This should be the Purple Girl, Lord Wu Zhenjun also mentioned the girl and praised the girl's strategy."

His information is absolutely kept secret, even in the Yingdu of Chu State, except for the close people in heaven and earth, he definitely does not know his identity, and since he entered Nanyang, it is even more so.

And the purple-clothed noble son in front of him guessed his identity with his fragmentary words, combined with Nanyang's information, but he was not bad, and returned the salute, and at the same time, looking at the purple-clothed woman who was bending over to pour wine for himself, Bai Qian's red chin responded, and slowly said.

"The Korean Jongmyo is still there, the national Zuo still exists, and it is still the Warring States, and the girl is too much."

Shaking his head slightly, facing the bright eyes of the other party, Han Fei responded slowly.

"As a disciple of the Ghost Valley, do you also see it that way?"

This Han Fei, the ninth son of King Han, is really a person who is bound by the shackles of his family and country, and he knows that he can't do it, and his courage is not bad, but in the eyes of Guigu, strong is strong, and weak is weak.

The beautiful eyes flowed, falling on the black-clothed man near the window, and he had always been very clear about what the other party had done in the past few years, and because of this, he was indeed disappointed.

"That's what you're looking for me today?"

Wei Zhuang didn't respond, the hand holding the shark tooth didn't let go, blowing the cool breeze outside the window, the silver-gray hair was messy, and he still looked at it indifferently, if the other party was here to humiliate himself, then it was just a waste of time.

"Yes and no."

"The ancestor was the descendant of the Guigu Vertical, and his name also shook Zhuxia, therefore, I have always been very curious about the disciples of the Guigu Valley, but unfortunately, I am a little disappointed when I see you."

"With your talent, if you had entered the Xinzheng Dynasty, you should have had a good harvest a long time ago, but you have entered the cage of quicksand, restraining yourself, and delusionally trying to reverse the general trend and reverse the chaos."

In a different position, Bai Qianhong is confident that everything in Xinzheng at this moment is under control, and with the means of Guigu Valley, whether it is starting from Ji Wuye at the beginning, or from Xiangguo Kaidi, or the current crown prince Han Yu, after a few years, those people will not have to worry.

And the disciple of the Ghost Valley in front of him restrained himself in the quicksand. I really don't know if he wants to show what he has learned, or if deep down, he actually wants to watch South Korea fall.