Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Evening is over, night is coming

Kingdom of Korea, General's Mansion
'clang! '

Ji Wuye snorted coldly, smashed the bronze wine bottle in his hand to the table, and the wine poured out.

"What a quicksand, this general has repeatedly lost his troops and lost his generals. Guigu Weizhuang is already quite tricky, and now he has added a mysterious Li Changqing."

"This person's swordsmanship and cultivation are not inferior to Wei Zhuang's, which is a headache."

Opposite Ji Wuye, on the ten-foot-long desk, a big fat man in a brocade costume squinted his eyes and smiled, his face as fat as a round cake was very much like Maitreya Buddha.

This guy in a brocade costume, with fat limbs and squinting eyes when he smiles is one of the four evil generals of the night: the Emerald Tiger on the Stone.

Emerald Tiger raised his wine glass, smiled and stepped forward and said, "General, calm down."

"Although a Wei Zhuang is difficult, it is still not your opponent, so what if there is another one?"

"After all, no matter how outstanding the Guigu disciples are, no matter how talented they are, they still need time to grow. It's not so easy to step into the realm of comfort."

"Mo Ya also said that—whether it's Wei Zhuang or Li Changqing, although their strength has reached the pinnacle of the ninth rank, they will not reach the realm of the earth rank."

"As long as we mobilize all our strength in the night, it will be easy to crush Quicksand and the others."

Ji Wuye lowered his head slightly, with a fleshy face, dark and cold eyes, and sneered, "That's true."

"The tiger is right, so I plan to wipe them out in one fell swoop. This general really doesn't have the patience to play chasing tricks with them."

"Huh!?" Suddenly, Ji Wuye's eyes froze, and he looked sideways from the corner of his eye.

In the lobby, rows of candles were instantly extinguished.

The gloomy living room fell directly into darkness, blending with the night outside the window.

A blood-red figure completely blended into the night and came quietly.

Swish, swish, swish—

The figure flashed two or three feet away, passed through the center of the hall in a few blinks of an eye, came under the east window, and lay quietly on one side on a couch that had already been prepared.

The moonlight swayed outside the window, and shone through the window paper on the bloody clothes, revealing a handsome and evil face, revealing an outline of facial features.

Bloody clothes are not white.

Seeing this, Emerald Tiger's eyes lit up, and he smiled flatteringly and said, "Master Hou, you're here."

"The villain has prepared fine wine for you."

Bai Yifei sat sideways on the couch, with his right hand on a small desk, on which was displayed a glass of fine wine - blood red wine with a faint fragrance, it was the famous wine he liked.

Ji Wuye withdrew his peripheral vision faintly, and said, "You don't have to play tricks like this every time, do you?"

Bai Yifei said indifferently: "The lights in the room are too dazzling."

Everyone has something they hate, Ji Wuye hates being swept away, Emerald Tiger hates people who are richer than him.

And Bai Yifei hates strong light and daytime, so the "Blood Clothes Castle" where he lives is shrouded in thick fog all year round in the forbidden area of ​​"Bat Mountain" in the Kingdom of Korea, and the strong sun at noon can't penetrate the thick fog.

Bai Yifei said indifferently: "Actually...the existence of quicksand is both a good thing and a bad thing."

"What?" Ji Wuye's expression was startled, his eyes were fixed, his attention was all on Bai Yifei, he wanted to hear what Bai Yifei would say.

Bai Yifei swayed the wine glass lightly, pursed his bloody lips lightly, his demeanor was evil and maddened, but at the same time contained aristocratic elegance, and said with a light smile, "For so many years, in the Kingdom of Korea, night is the law."

"But today, someone wants to institute a new order here."

Ji Wuye asked: "Is this considered good news?!"

"Bainiao lost troops and generals, and Yemu lost one after another. What good news is this?"

Bai Yifei was still calm and unhurried, gently swaying the wine glass. His posture was different from that of the Emerald Tiger. Even though he was nominally under Ji Wuye, his daily posture did not bow down at all.

His demeanor was like that of an ancient nobleman, elegant and mysterious. He pursed his bloody lips lightly, took a sip of fine wine, and said leisurely: "Now, someone wants to challenge this order."

"At the same time, some people are looking forward to his challenge."

Ji Wuye slowly clenched his fists and said: "So, I am going to use all the power of the night curtain to completely smash the quicksand with the fastest speed and a destructive posture."

"No!" Bai Yifei said directly.

Then, he got up slowly, with his hands behind his back, walking between the moonlight and the curtain, his long snow-white hair fluttering gently, and his leisurely voice continued to sound.

"Killing them like this will only make them martyrs. Become failed heroes, which will attract more people to move."

Ji Wuye pondered, which seemed to make sense.

The Emerald Tiger smiled, and said with great admiration in his heart: "Master Hou is worthy of being Lord Hou. His vision and pattern of looking at things will always be superior to others."

Of course, he didn't say this in front of Ji Wuye, and he didn't dare to say it in person.

Although he is also one of the four evil generals of the night, Emerald Tiger knows that he is nothing but rich as a scholar, farmer, businessman, and sometimes he is not even comparable to martial arts practitioners like Mo Ya and Bai Feng.

Bai Yifei's voice was still there, and his words seemed to possess the charm of demagogy.

"South Korea has been peaceful for too long, so many people have forgotten why they needed nightfall 16 years ago, and the chaos they faced in the first place."

Hearing this, Ji Wuye laughed triumphantly: "Ho ho ho... That's true, it's time to remind these lowly people and that person in the palace."

"Without us, how could he have secured his throne all these years?"

Bai Yifei walked lightly, with a straight body, bloody clothes and white hair swaying, handsome face, blood red thin lips, slender and fit, bright eyes.

"We give fear, and they will kneel and beg."

When Ji Wuye and Jade Tiger heard this sentence, they laughed triumphantly at the same time.

Because... only they know the specific meaning of the word fear, who it refers to, and who it is aimed at.

Ji Wuye said with a smile: "I have ordered Mo Crow and Bai Feng, they can do it now."

The Emerald Tiger smiled obsequiously: "The general is wise, and the Marquis is wise."

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Zilan Pavilion, Bafang Pavilion

Zhang Liang smiled bitterly: "Brother Li, Brother Han is trapped in the cold palace, you still have the desire to drink?"

Li Changqing raised his glass and comforted him: "Hey, you don't have to worry about Zifang. Brother Han was just put under house arrest by Ji Wuye with the password of King Han, and he was not tortured. He will never be in danger of his life."

"After all, the Leng Palace is also under the jurisdiction of the royal palace. If Brother Han encounters an accident, Ji Wuye will definitely be punished by the King of Han. If he does not die, he will lose his skin, unless he directly kills the king and usurps the throne."

Zhang Liang was speechless: "Brother Li, you really dare to say anything!"

Li Changqing pointed at the wooden box of the Baiyue treasure chest, and said, "Hey, Zifang can see for himself. Your brother Han has already left you a good plan to tell you how to rescue him."

Zhang Liang took a closer look and found that there were indeed two kits in the wooden box.

Open the first kit, and a jade pendant appears.

Zhang Liang was surprised and said: "The fourth son's jade pendant, so it is like this."

"Ovary understands!"

Immediately, Zhang Liang bowed his hands and said: "Brother Li, Brother Wei Zhuang, Zifang will leave."

After the words fell, Zhang Liang left in a hurry.

Li Changqing praised: "As expected of Zhang Zifang, he is very smart."

Wei Zhuang nodded in approval.

Li Changqing stretched his waist and said: "Brother Wei Zhuang, I'm going back to sleep first. I'm afraid if I don't sleep tonight, from tomorrow onwards, I won't be able to sleep peacefully again."

Slowly walking down the attic, Li Changqing's words floated gently.

"The killing move of the night curtain must be very interesting."

"Let's wait and see."

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