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Chapter seven hundred and two quicksand disperse

After checking carefully, I found that I could not sense Han Fei's soul.

The moon god stood beside him, hesitated for a while, and finally gave up the idea of ​​taking Han Fei's body away. He was unwilling to cause some unnecessary big trouble.

"Just bringing this map of the Canglong Seven Constellations back is enough to submit a mission to Lord Donghuang."

"I just don't know where the exact location on this map is? After I go back, I have to investigate it carefully."

I casually put away the map of the Canglong Seven Constellations I found from Han Fei.

The Moon God's body was blurred and hazy again, and then turned into moonlight again, quietly leaving the special morgue here along the window.

The entire process of collecting objects was not noticed by any guardian outside.

It seems as if everything is safe as usual.

...

...

Unconsciously.

A new night is coming again.

Inside Hangu Pass, inside a primitive forest. Si Yuan sat alone on a large stone, holding a smooth wooden stick in both hands, and a large skinned tiger strung on it.

The tiger's belly was empty and he had already washed and peeled it off.

He used the red flame containing a trace of Nanming Lihuo as a barbecue fire source, skillfully rolling and grilling the tiger in his hand, and was still distracted in his mind.

"Han Fei pretended to die and survive, and I changed my destiny again."

"So in the future, when the news of his fake death is exposed, will he still be with the King of Qin? Can new changes be made?"

Si Yuan thought and pondered carefully.

By analyzing the personality of Han Fei and analyzing the way Qin Wangzheng acted, he believed that if the two were really together, the effect was very likely to be less than that of Li Si and Qin Wangzheng.

The result of Li Si's addition to the King of Qin is greater than that of Han Fei's addition to the King of Qin.

"Han Fei is devoted to South Korea, and Zhao Zheng is respected to Qin."

"Even if the two of them forcefully unite together, one minister and one king are just like apart from each other and guard against each other because they are not in harmony."

"While Li Si is not like that. He does not have as good identity and background as Han Fei. If he wants to climb to a high position, he can only work hard by himself and then rely on the strongest person in his power position to survive."

"This is destined to take the initiative to unite with the king."

"Although Li Si's talent is slightly weaker than Han Fei, he is not much weaker."

"Under such circumstances, Li Si and King Zheng of Qin united with each other and the actual effect of governing the country should be better than the uneven combination of Han Fei and King Zheng of Qin."

The power of unity and unity of each other and the power of unity of each other are certainly predictable when the result is not much different.

The united side will win.

"Maybe... When the Qin King Zhao Zheng grows a little longer, he will figure it out by himself that Han Fei may not be really suitable for him."

"Li Si is the most powerful minister who is suitable for him."

"Some people can only be viewed from a distance, but not close contact. Otherwise, they will stab themselves in reverse."

Can Han Fei survive and prevent the demise of South Korea?

Si Yuan is actually very unpopular.

Because of the natural geographical location of South Korea, it took the initiative to start the Central Plains Unification War and be destroyed, and it will be the first to be affected.

The geographical location of South Korea is the hub of the Qin State's war to the east.

It is a pedal, a jumping platform, and an outpost.

"The roasted tiger is finally cooked." Si Yuan put away his random thoughts and turned to the roasted tiger meat in his hand.

The roasted golden oil, mixed with lean meat, presents a very appetizing color, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside.

The fragrance comes to your nose.

The barbecue mixed with blood, and even salt is not necessary to be deliberately put.

Because the blood comes with edible pure salt.

“It’s a pity that I didn’t bring cumin and chili powder, otherwise it would taste even better.”

A little regret.

Si Yuan opened his mouth and did not dislike being hot. He just bit it hard and teared off a large piece of roasted tiger meat.

After chewing it casually for a few seconds, his expression changed slightly.

"My barbecue skills are really much worse than those of Ku Ding."

"Suddenly there was something like chewing wax."

If he hadn't been hungry, he wouldn't want to eat this thing.

With the butcher Ding here, he didn't want to quit his appetite, even if he had cultivated his own golden elixir and could eat qi without dying.

I still don’t want to give up the habit of eating, especially when I encounter delicious food.

After eating in a hurry, Si Yuan threw away the empty bones, and he soared into the air, flying back to his residence in Chaoge, Wei State.

...

...

The next day, early morning.

As time fermented, the news that Han Fei died in Qin State was quickly passed on to South Korea and was learned by many people.

Inside Xinzheng.

Princess Honglian, who had already become Chi Lian, was stunned when she received the news.

But she did not express much sadness.

But the determination to become the Red Lotus in Hell has become much stronger. The ripening of the Red Lotus in Hell needs to be watered with death and blood.

That is the flower of despair.

Instead, he came to inform her of the news. Zhang Liang, who was standing beside her, felt extremely sad and uncomfortable. He felt pain for Han Fei.

He also felt hatred of Qin.

But at this moment I was powerless to take revenge, so I had to hide this hatred deeply in my heart.

Not long.

The new Korean general Wei Zhuang also came to Zilanxuan Villa where they met privately on weekdays.

The three of them stood quietly on the balcony behind the mountain.

"It seems that you all know it." Wei Zhuang held the shark-toothed sword in his hand, turned his head slightly, and glanced at Chi Lian and Zhang Liang with pale eyes.

Chi Lian nodded slightly and said, "Yes, we already knew about it."

"The founder of Quicksand does not exist. What is the meaning of this Quicksand organization?" Zhang Liang unconsciously clenched his fists, and the slightly young and tender face was a little indignant.

"I'm leaving, and I'll leave the quicksand."

Chi Lian asked, "Where are you going?"

"Confucianism, little sage village." Zhang Liang responded calmly with his back to the two.

Chi Lian asked again: "Why is Confucianism?"

Zhang Liang was silent for a moment, raised his foot and walked away alone, his voice floating quietly from a distance.

"Confucianism uses literature to disrupt the law!"

Wei Zhuang was also silent when he heard Zhang Liang's words.

He understood the potential meaning of Zhang Liang.

He wanted to use the power of Confucianism to destroy the laws of Qin in the future, destroy the entire Qin State, and to bury Han Fei.

After a moment.

Wei Zhuang's eyes became firmer again and no longer felt sad for Han Fei.

He opened his mouth and said slowly: "Since the quicksand has dispersed, I will set up a new organization here--Free Sad."

"Counter-quick sand?" Chi Lian turned his head slightly and looked at the beloved man beside him.

But she didn't get any explanation, only that far away back.
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