Qin Shiming Moon Dominates the World

Xinzheng.

A cloud of mist hovered in the streets of the night, cold.

Han Fei staggered with the lamp in his hand, and he hiccuped while walking.

There was a curfew, and Han Fei could not see anyone on the way back home.Occasionally, soldiers on patrol, instead of staggering, saluted and left.

Han Fei walked slowly, turned around the lane, and walked onto the bridge, when a wailing sound suddenly sounded in his ear.

When Han Fei found the source of the sound, several people were already there.

The leader was a little wary of seeing the far-flung fire approaching.

"Who?"

"What happened here?"

"Nosy."

Han Fei's curious voice drew an angry roar, and the leader stopped the angry subordinates and bowed his hand.

"I have seen Jiu Gongzi."

"Do you recognize me?"

Han Fei scratched his face, and the white-haired old man in front of him actually recognized himself?

"To eat our bowl of rice, the most important thing is to recognize the nobleman in Xinzheng City. Otherwise, if you don't know when you offend someone who shouldn't be offended, it will be troublesome."

Han Fei smiled and glanced at a corpse not far away.Han Fei glanced at the people, judging from their expressions, he was no stranger to this dead person.

"This seems to be your companion, don't you report it to the official?"

The leader sighed, his tone filled with melancholy.

"The night has its own order, and those who live in the silt also have their own rules of survival. Even if they report to the official, the government will not take care of it, and at most it will be recorded. Why do you have to make multiple moves?

"It seems that Qi Juetang has caused a lot of trouble."

Han Fei revealed their identities, and Tang Qi was very surprised.This aloof Ninth Young Master actually knew of their gang of rivers and lakes hidden in the dark.

"How can the nine sons know us?"

Han Fei smiled, did not answer, just waved his hand and left.

"The cold night is serious, Hall Master Tang Qi takes care."

"This Nine Young Master is really..."

Tang Qi murmured while looking at Han Fei's going away figure.

"Really what?"

The sudden appearance of Wei Zhuang made Tang Qi a little surprised, and the whole group of Qi Jue Hall bowed their hands in salute.

"Boss Wei."

With white hair fluttering, Wei Zhuang glanced at the man on the ground.From the wound on the corpse, it was easy to notice the difference.

"Did the night do it?"

"This brother has been hiding in the night. I am afraid that he has got important news. He wanted to bring it out and was discovered. We were one step late and we didn't get it out in time."

Wei Zhuang smiled as he traveled north and south, his cheeks became thinner and thinner, but they were sharp.

"Fortunately, you are a step late, otherwise, tonight, I am afraid that there will be more than this one."

"Boss Wei, you still speak the same as before, can't you tactfully?"

The expression on Tang Qi's face was very embarrassing. Although Wei Zhuang was young, he had advanced swordsmanship and used Qi Juetang as his own.

"The truth is not good, but very useful."

Wei Zhuang's falcon-like eyes penetrated the dark night, looking at the figure of Han Fei, who was fading away and had not completely disappeared.

"Who is he?"

"The Nine Young Masters of South Korea, who just returned from a study tour, is rumored to be a dude. But the side just now doesn't make me feel the same."

Wei Zhuang felt a bit of coolness while holding Shark's tooth. He looked up at the sky as if it was raining.

"You have always been very accurate, how is this Nine Young Master?"

"It seems frivolous, but it's unfathomable."

"Is it?"

With a smile at the corner of Wei Zhuang's mouth, he slowly left in the rain at night, leaving a word when he left.

"Clean up, I'm afraid the night will not let go."

.....

It rained slightly, and the calm lake surface in the daytime was now the sound of waves.

In the Mohist Guild Hall, Zhao Shuang sat at the table, watching the current situation of Mohist's various bases in Korea.

The twenty strongholds given by the nightfall are now in operation and are functioning well.Before long, a large sum of funds can be saved for other purposes.

It was late at night, and Zhao Shuang had planned to go to bed, but Wei Zhuang suddenly appeared in the room.

Silently, the Mo family disciples outside did not notice.

A smile appeared on Zhao Shuang's face and looked at Wei Zhuang.

"The cultivation base has improved again, I am very energetic!"

Traveling north and south, fighting with the masters of all parties, not only the powerful subordinates, but also the more advanced cultivation.

"The few people you asked me to find, I have found them for you. But what are you waiting for?"

Wei Zhuang's face is still very calm, even a little cold.But Zhao Shuang has long been used to seeing Wei Zhuang's appearance.

Not long ago, when Wei Zhuang was traveling, he heard about what happened in Daze Mountain.

The rivers and lakes have changed drastically, and the net is weak.

What the person in front of me brings to myself is far from being as simple as shock.Everyone knows the deeds of the leader of the Mo family, and knows that the net will not let go.

But now, they don't have enough power.In other words, Luo Wang was unwilling to fight the Mohist school head-on.

"For hundreds of years, the snare has been hidden in the shadow of the seven countries. Although the six sword slaves are dead, the frame of the snare is still there. In South Korea, the allies of the snare are all about to move."

"Is it nightfall?"

Wei Zhuang found a place to do it, looked at the hip flask on the table, and drank himself.

"This Iraqi person is drunk, I have only one left..."

Before Zhao Shuang's words were finished, Wei Zhuang's gaze greeted him.The other party's meaning is very clear, I was born and died for you, you can't bear even a pot of wine.

"Drink it!"

Wei Zhuang withdrew his gaze, tasted the wine, and whispered slightly.

"Night is no longer the night it was a year ago. Now it is so deeply connected to the Korean court, it has already become a monster."

In a year's time, the infiltration of night in the Korean military and politics has reached a quite terrifying point.

In this respect, the Mo School is far behind.After all, in terms of unscrupulous means, the Mo School is far less than night.

Today’s night is constantly squeezing the value of Korea.

"It's just that you shouldn't care about Ji Wuye and Bai Yifei?"

Wei Zhuang's words made Zhao Shuang smile.

"Indeed, as long as they don't do anything to the Mo Family, they will be happy."

Zhao Shuang is not interested in clarifying Yuyu for South Korea.What's more, the night curtain can have its current momentum, and it is inseparable from King Han.

"It's just that if the night can be honest, then it is not night. You should know when you come, what happened in Qijuetang."

Wei Zhuang smiled.This incident just happened, has Zhao Shuang received information here?It seems that his control of Xinzheng has exceeded many people's expectations.

"The Mo Family is so powerful that it dare not make it clear at night. However, small movements in the dark have never stopped."

"That's why I found you back. The contest in the dark is more familiar to you than I am."

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Headache and brainstormed a chapter, really can't hold it.

The remaining chapters will be supplemented at the end of the month.

rt~~~~