Quietly, Qin Wangzheng's expression moved slightly, a pair of Danfeng bright eyes exuded a different kind of light, and looked directly at Zhou Qing, although he didn't say much, but the meaning in it was mixed, he was able to mention the three disciples of Gongsun Yu, and he was expected to agree.

Master Xuanqing is really very human, but that matter has been known only to himself for several years, how can Master Xuanqing know about it, and it seems that he still knows a lot?

Doubts arose in his heart, and then he took a deep look at Master Xuanqing, and his thoughts flew in his heart, if he was in danger, he could see the young beauty, it would be worth it, if the master could really capture and suppress them all, it would be more in line with his own heart.

Immediately, a word fell lightly and set the direction of the matter.

Hearing this, although Li Xin on one side was unwilling, he still nodded, so he could only guard a little more rigorously, as for Guigu Gai Nie, he gently placed one hand on the sword body, and a faint white yuan force flowed.

"How's the master's plan?"

Since according to Master Xuanqing's words, he has to listen to his plot, although Qin Wangzheng has his heart in his heart, the risk of risking his life is still clear.

"Just wait for work, Gongsun Yu's three disciples are all patriots, and now Wei Yuan Junjiao has been moved to Yewang, with Gongsun Yu's person, his three disciples will definitely go to Yewang."

"Moreover, we can also spread the news and contain the enemy, and then we can succeed!"

While gently responding to King Qin's political words, he slowly put down the double chopsticks in his hand and took a sip of mellow fragrance, and then the petite figure got up from the seat and looked around at the three of them.

"If it is successful, the master should be the first credit!"

Qin Wangzheng bowed slightly, he was still interested in this strategy, that is, there was no point in continuing to stay in Luoyang, he got up leisurely, the inexplicable breath spread, took the lead, and walked towards the exit of the restaurant.

"Three guest officers, please inside!"

When a group of more than 20 people was about to leave this luxurious restaurant, the restaurant suddenly walked into the slightly empty hall, and three people walked in, looking at their bodies and makeup, they seemed to be men, all of them were heroic, very handsome, holding long swords, and a faint fluctuation of vitality flashed around them.

As soon as he entered it, a waiter stepped forward to greet him, and said softly, with joy on his face, and greeted the three of them towards an empty table in the hall, but unfortunately the expressions of the three of them did not seem to be too high, and they did not say a word, and quietly walked into the position led by the messenger.

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"Senior sister, there were rumors of the disciples of the Mo family just now that Qin Wangzheng had entered Luoyang the day before yesterday, and now he is staying in Yewang, and many disciples of the Mo family have gone to Yewang."

"Brother Thief has also gone first, and the peasant disciples and chivalrous people of Zhao Kingdom have also gone to the Yewang, wanting to find an opportunity to kill the tyrant in one fell swoop, in order to repay the spirit of the master!"

On the road leading from Luoyang to Yewang, flat and open, although it was the height of summer, but as far as the eye could see, the green millet grass everywhere grew incomparably yellow, under the perennial war, the farmers had long been far away, the broken walls and ruins were endless, and there were no remnants of people to collect their land.

On the dilapidated road, a group of three people walked slowly, dressed in strong clothes, gray and linen robes, and walked as low-key as possible, among the three, the leader was a young man, more than twenty years old, with slightly messy black hair, square face, steady movement, holding a long sword, and watching everything around him closely.

Behind him, there are two younger brothers and sisters, although they are both dressed in men's clothes, but if you look closely, it is obvious that one of the two has a fair complexion, beautiful appearance, red lips and white teeth, although they try their best to cover it, it can be vaguely seen that their appearance is good.

As for the other person, it was obviously a swordsman who was strong, his pitch-black hair was slightly brief, combed behind his shoulders, and his dark gray strength suit was added, and his face was heroic, very high-spirited, and full of fighting spirit.

Speaking quickly, while driving the horse under him, a pair of bright eyes surging with light couldn't stop looking at the junior sister, and after the message was finished, in order to relieve the resentment in the senior sister's heart.

"Since the tyrant is in the wild king, then we will go immediately!"

The crisp voice was pleasant, and there was a hint of tiredness on the picturesque posture of the eyebrows, and when he heard the words of the senior brother on his side, he was slightly shocked, and immediately patted the horses under him with one hand, and he couldn't wait to run directly to the city of the wild king, and the tyrant with his hand to avenge his grandfather's revenge.

"Hmm!"

The heroic swordsman who accompanied him bowed his head, and he had been with his sister for many years, so he naturally knew his sister's temper, and after a while, the three of them adjusted their direction and went straight to the city of wild kings hundreds of miles away.

On this trip, if you can slash the tyrant and rescue Wei Yuanjun again, in order to restore the country, it is more in line with grandpa's wishes!

The next day, just after the beginning of the sun, the three of the senior brothers and sisters entered the city of the wild king, along the way, the road is full of checkpoints, the Qin soldiers patrol constantly, obviously different from the side, watching this scene, the three of them are directly calm in their hearts, can have this reason, but I am afraid that only the tyrant will come to the wild king.

The city of the wild king, but it was a small city in the original Wei Guo, but now it has become the place of Wei Yuanjun's survival, Qin State's bullying of Wei Yuanjun, the bullying of Wei Yuanjun can be seen, the three of them were resentful in their hearts, and immediately rushed into the wild king.

Military important place, the entire radius of the city of wild kings is only a few miles, the internal commerce is withered, even if there are aborigines, they are trembling every day, do not dare to swim the slightest overstep, there is a general's mansion in the city, and the history of Qin is in it, controlling all political affairs.

As for Wei Yuanjun's mansion at the corner end, it is just a golden wire cage, guarded by Qin soldiers inside and outside, and it needs to be checked when entering and leaving, and a group of three people walked in front of Wei Yuanjun's mansion with light clothing, all of them showed a cold light, so the king of the country treated it like this, and the tyranny of the Qin country was even worse.

"Senior sister, don't be impulsive, let's meet with Brother Thief first, and then discuss!"

Feeling the surging power around the junior sister on his side, the young swordsman suddenly grabbed the senior sister's arm with one hand, whispered in a deep voice, and quickly disappeared from the front of the house.

"One day, I will kill the tyrant myself!"

There was undisguised killing intent in the crisp words, recalling the tragic scene of the Battle of Puyang that day, recalling the tattered body of his grandfather, recalling the fact that his homeland did not exist and the people were enslaved, and his delicate face was full of anger.

Quickly leaving the residence of Wei Yuanjun, according to the voice of the Mo family's disciples, the three of them passed through the streets and alleys that were constantly patrolled by Qin soldiers in a short time, and came to a simple and unpretentious dwelling.

Although the appearance is ordinary, but the surroundings are hidden a good atmosphere, a line of sight swept back and forth, monitoring all the people who came and went, not far away from a group of three people walked in, and the goal was clear, suddenly a peasant man stepped forward at will, staggered by, and slightly stagnated.

Immediately, one by one, the eyes were directly removed, the three of them had a smooth road ahead, the young swordsman was in front, tapping on the wooden door, a strange rhythm swirled, and after a few breaths, the door opened by itself, and the three of them quietly entered.