People and horses were rushing around, and the noise was endless.

Inside and outside the Mohist guild hall, the two parties faced off.

The Mohist disciples held sharp swords and faced the Korean Imperial Guards. The confrontation between the two sides was full of gunpowder from the beginning.

The sound of horse hoofbeats sounded, and when Bai Yifei and Li Kai came hand in hand, the chaos in the scene exceeded Li Kai's imagination.

"Li Sima, today's scene, I wonder if this Korea is the Korea of ​​the king, or the Korea of ​​the Mohist general?"

Bai Yifei's knife can be described as soft, but extremely sharp.

No matter how powerful the Mohist family was, it was only in the arena. In this land of Korea, there is no way to fight against the King of Han who has an army of hundreds of thousands.

The real masters of this world are the princes of the seven kingdoms. No matter how fierce the night scene is, they are just pretending to be the prestige of King Han, and are evil slaves bullying their masters.

Without King Han, Ye Mu could not stand alongside the various schools of thought in the arena, and was only a second-rate force.

Bai Yifei cleverly used the fear in King Han's heart tonight to achieve his goal.

What is the real threat to King Han?

Deep-rooted family? The night created by Bai Yifei and Ji Wuye who are constantly grabbing power? Or is it the royal family who are acting more and more extravagantly?

neither!

No matter how serious the internal troubles are, it will only accelerate the decline of Korea. For the King of Korea who rules this land, it is far from the point of national subjugation.

The real threat in the heart of King Han lies in Qin!

It's the hundreds of thousands of Qin troops in Hangu Pass!

South Korea's awkward position made the King of Han hate and fear Qin. He was deeply afraid of offending, and was on guard against it.

Not long ago, the actions of the Mohist leader in Dongjun were the last stone that broke the tight string in King Han's heart.

Of course, King Han didn't care whether the slaves of the Six Swordsmen in Luo Yu were dead or alive. What he was really concerned about was the close relationship between the Mohist leader and the Qin army.

This relationship is what King Han is afraid of. And tonight, Bai Yifei successfully amplified the fear caused by this fear. In this way, King Han's will can be used for his own benefit.

"The Mo family has been favored by the king, but now they are resisting our Han Tianbing. What is their intention?"

Bai Yifei's cold eyes looked at the Mohist disciples holding weapons in front of the Mohist guild hall, and the smile on his face became colder and colder.

Bai Yifei felt a little anxious in his heart, because he had a guess in his mind that he urgently needed to verify.

But the calmness of the leader of the Mo family far exceeded his expectations. The Mohist leader should know that the strength of the Mohist disciples in the Mohist guild hall alone cannot resist the Korean army in Xinzheng City.

Even if Li Kai defected to the Mohist family, he would not be able to openly help the Mohist family at this time. This was also the reason why Bai Yifei took him with him, to prevent him from doing anything secretly.

Bai Yifei either took action or came with all his killing moves.

"When the Marquis comes from afar, the Mo family will welcome him, but I don't know why the Marquis came with his troops at night."

"Tonight at the night market, there are thieves who robbed my Korean people. After many inquiries, I learned that the culprit is related to the Mohist family. Following the king's order, I led my troops to come and ask the leader of the Mohist family to give me an explanation."

"If our Mo family doesn't answer to the Marquis, what will the Marquis do?"

Bai Yifei looked at Mo Xia in front of him. He was unkempt and unkempt, but his eyes were a bit sharp and unruly.

"Then it depends on whether your Mo family has this ability."

Bai Yifei smiled, jumped up from his horse, his figure disappeared in the air, and struck the leader of the Moxia with a palm.

It was freezing cold, and a layer of ice streaks suddenly appeared under the night sky. Bai Yifei's palm did not achieve immediate results.

The leader of Mo Xia took the palm, but only took a few steps back.

The cold air wrinkled, as if a piece of ice melted from the palm and began to spread to the entire arm.

"What a sinister palm technique!"

The leader of Mo Xia laughed loudly, and with a burst of internal energy, he shattered the ice edges covering his arms.

Then, he opened the wine gourd he carried with him and drank the medicinal wine in the gourd. His body suddenly warmed up, the visible coldness subsided, and his complexion became much better.

"The Jade-Faced Flying Dragon really found a good watchdog!"

There was a hint of sullenness in Bai Yifei's sarcastic voice. He, the dignified Marquis in Blood Clothes, came with the Korean imperial guards, but he couldn't even get in. He didn't even see the leader of the Moh family, which was a loss of dignity.

"The commander-in-chief of my family would like to inform the Marquis that the Mohist family has always adhered to the principle of universal love and non-aggression and has no intention of interfering with the feudal princes. The King of Han is wise and wise, so I am afraid he will not issue such an order."

"Are you saying that I am falsely conveying the intention of the King of Han?"

"I don't dare. My commander-in-chief means that the Marquis may have failed to understand King Han's holy will and therefore made a mistake. It is better to lead the troops back to King Han's palace and plan for a retreat."

Bai Yifei narrowed his eyes and clenched his hands. For a moment, his face turned extremely cold. If just now, Bai Yifei was just showing off his power, now, he really has murderous intentions.

"What's going on? Why hasn't the king come yet?"

Mrs. Mingzhu prepared the spices in order to wait for King Han.

Normally, Mrs. Mingzhu would definitely not be this eager. But tonight, she received an order from Bai Yifei, asking her to cooperate in the palace and let King Han stay in the palace until tomorrow morning.

For this reason, Mrs. Mingzhu has made preparations to allow King Han to wake up to dawn in the sweet dream she weaved, thus creating opportunities for Ye Mu's actions, inflicting heavy losses on the Mo family and eliminating Ye Mu's major troubles.

However, King Han did not come to her palace tonight as promised. Such waiting made Mrs. Mingzhu a little impatient.

"Madam, I have inquired clearly. The king has gone to the goddess."

"What did you say?"

Madam Mingzhu took every precaution to prevent King Han from being influenced by the forces of the Mo family at this critical moment. Because she knew very well how weak King Han was.

However, things still exceeded her expectations.

"What happened?"

"After the Marquis left and the king finished handling the political affairs, he originally planned to go to our palace. But the goddess suddenly sent someone to see the king."

"What did that bitch say to the king?"

Mrs. Mingzhu was worried that King Han would be influenced by her and change his mind.

"Go to that bitch immediately. Once the king leaves," Mrs. Mingzhu felt a little uneasy after all, "No, I will go there myself."

The Pearl Lady stepped out, and as soon as she crossed the threshold, another palace maid rushed over.

"Madam, the king has moved to Hu Meiren's palace."

"What!"

"The king originally had a sad face, but after coming out of the goddess's palace, he smiled. Then, the king went to Hu Meiren's place."

"enough!"

With a soft drink, the maid next to Madam Mingzhu leaned forward slightly, bowed her head and retreated.

Mrs. Mingzhu clenched her hands and bit her lips fiercely, with a heartbreaking sound in her voice.

"Jade-faced flying dragon!"

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