Qin Jisheng, a great hero of the Japanese Emperor, acted as a liaison officer with Yang Tian and Hongyi after obtaining countless weapons and armor from the Tang Dynasty, and was also the commander-in-chief of the 50,000 Japanese war soldiers.

After the Tsuma Island was defeated, Japan lost nearly 10,000 people. The Emperor of Japan showed great magnanimity and once again supplemented their "expeditionary army" and even sent a lot of warships to block the sea route between the Goguryeo Peninsula and Japan.

Yang Tianhe, naturally, would not let these Japanese people go. In addition to leaving nearly 30,000 people on Tsushima Island, another 20,000 people were brought by them and began their career as a pirate.

The "Sea Wolf" side has no shortage of experience as a pirate. As long as you borrow a few people from there, you can lead this pirate team composed of 20,000 Japanese people in one month.

Just one and a half months later, they intercepted the envoy sent by Silla to the Tang Dynasty, Park Jung-soon, on the sea.

"The Red Clothing Envoy, these people are all envoys of Silla." Qin Jisheng never expected that the Red Clothing Envoy would order him to attack the Silla delegation, but his little arm could not twist his thighs. In exchange for subsequent support from the Tang Dynasty, he still launched an attack, but with one ten thousand hope, he wanted to ask, it was not the Red Clothing Envoy who had made the wrong target.

"I said, "The sails on the Goguryeo Peninsula must not be taken to the sea. Do you understand what it means?" I am convinced that this guy is becoming more and more feminine now. He is wearing a charming big red silk dress, and leaning his fingers on the couch with his hands twisted orchid fingers. He is as weak as a weak little girl.

If Li Chengqian saw his current appearance, he would definitely be shocked, thinking that he had seen the legendary Dongfang Bubai.

But the key to the problem is here.

Although the pseudonym Hongyi seemed very weak, Qin Jisheng was trembling when facing him, as if he felt like he was facing the Emperor. No, it should be said that he felt more terrifying than facing the Emperor.

When facing the Emperor of Japan, as long as you master his character and as long as you still have some use to him, he will be somewhat rational and know that some people cannot be killed.

But facing the red shirt, it was completely different. This moody guy didn't know what reason was. As long as anyone didn't satisfy him, he would immediately turn his back on his face. Even the other messenger, Yang Tian, ​​would not enjoy better treatment.

So in the face of the questioning of the Red-clothed envoy, Qin Jisheng wisely chose to die with fellow Taoist dying. I said, "I understand, I will do it immediately."

"Wait, bring the Silla messenger here later. I have something to ask." Hongyi looked at Qin Jisheng who was walking backwards, stretched his arms lazily, his apricot eyes narrowed gently, and a layer of cold light flashed in it.

I have been in this place in Japan for a long time, and my satisfaction at this time no longer has the cowardice I used to at the time. Seeing the Japanese bowing in front of me, something called faith has taken root and sprouted in his heart.

But no matter what, there is one thing he has not forgotten, that is, the task assigned by Li Chengqian. For now, as long as it is explained by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, it is an "executive order" for him and Yang Tian, ​​and it is worth their lives to complete it.

He was convinced that he would have what he gave him today, and he would never forget who he gave him, so he felt grateful, but also hatred. This resentment had penetrated into his bones. When it was late at night, it would always gnaw on his heart like countless poisonous insects.

So he changed his mind, and even Yang Tian didn't know him. He was moody and bloodthirsty was synonymous with him. No one in the entire team liked to stay with him. Of course, he didn't like to stay with others, except Yang Tian.

Time passed little by little, and Shuxin's impatientness became heavier and heavier. At this moment, Silla's envoy was taken outside the satisfactory room by the person arranged by Qin Jisheng. After gently pressing the door and getting permission, the two Japanese pushed Park Jung-soon into the room and turned around and retreated.

"Who are you? You dare to rob Silla and visit the Tang Dynasty mission. Are you tired of living?" After Park Jung-soon was taken into the room, she saw the delicate beauty on the couch. Her nervous heart suddenly felt relieved, and she secretly wondered if this was a bribe prepared by the pirates for him.

The poor guy, until this time, didn't know who he was facing, and he was still self-righteous, and did not know if this problem of being too talkative and tongue-in-law was brought from the womb.

Qin Jisheng looked at Park Jung-chun with sympathy and observed a silence for him in his heart.

Suishi just looked at Park Jung-so quietly, and after a while, he asked quietly: "Are you the messenger from Silla to the Tang Dynasty?"

"I am Park Jung-soon, the envoy of Silla, but a firework woman like you is not worthy of talking to me. Quickly let the people who can be in charge of your affairs come out, otherwise the Tang Dynasty's "Sea Wolf" navy will be nearby, so they will be careful to let you bury in the sea in an instant."

The satisfactory performance made Park Jung-soon even more courageous. In his opinion, he must have been robbed by a group of unreasonable Japanese pirates. After catching them, these pirates found out that they had made a big mistake, but they didn't know how to save them, so they sent a woman to tempt him.

With such thoughts, Park Jung-soon naturally no longer was afraid. She arrogantly found a place to sit down and continued to face the woman who didn't know the name: "Didn't you hear what Benzeng clearly? Maybe you really plan..."

A soft "swish" sound interrupted Park Jung-soon's next words, and the sharp triangular short arrow nailed to his feet with a cold light.

"Ah..." Park Jung-soon, who was talking big, was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the short arrow that pierced his feet, and was still trembling endlessly. After a moment, a shocking scream broke out.

"Shut up!" Xiu Xin gently shook the ratchet on the crossbow and put a short triangular arrow on it again. His eyes, which were still tender just now, had become murderous.

"Yes!" Qin Jisheng didn't dare to neglect, so he pulled a piece of cloth from Park Jung-chun's body and stuffed it into his mouth fiercely. He was afraid that this moody red dress would shoot the short arrow in his hand onto him.

"Woooo..." Park Jung-soon felt that he was really going crazy. The heart-wrenching pain made him want to jump up from the ground, but the damn short arrow fixed his feet on the ground, making him unable to even stand up, and could only sit there waiting for the verdict of fate.
Chapter completed!