Make pirates into a game, sand sculpture players are crazy

Everyone, no matter the enemy or the friend, was intimidated by this unknown coercion.

Shaoyang ignored them and helped Han Fei up.

"Ninth Young Master, why are you in such a mess?"

Facing Shaoyang's ridicule, Han Fei could only shake his head helplessly, smiled and laughed at himself.

"That's right, Young Master Ninth can only talk about how powerful he is."

Shaoyang relieved the coercion.

The suffocating sense of gravity in the air disappeared instantly.

Who is this person?

Being able to retract and release such a powerful force freely, I have never seen such a master.

Shaoyang aroused Bai Yifei's interest, and Bai Yifei stood up.

asked coldly.

"Who are you?"

With a teleportation, Shaoyang slapped him until he vomited blood. For him, Shaoyang only used [-]% of his strength in this palm.

But Bai Yifei felt that his internal organs had been broken.

Bai Yifei was caught off guard by the injury.

But he still maintained his usual high-minded attitude, looking directly at Shaoyang with cold eyes.

"I'm from another world, King Qin, Shaoyang."

"You are not wronged by the palm I gave you."

"If you die, how many girls will be spared. I don't think anyone knows better than you."

The corner of Bai Yifei's mouth was bloody, and he didn't know anything about Shaoyang's accusation.

Bai Yifei said: "Hmph, ignorance!"

Shaoyang didn't want to argue with him, because he was going to be dead soon.

Shaoyang launched coercion again, and everyone had to prostrate at his feet.

He flashed for a moment, and his figure was floating.

He used powerful thoughts, and the white sword in Bai Yifei's hand floated into his hand.

"Pfft!!"

The white sword passed through the chest in an instant.

Amidst everyone's dumbfounded, Bai Yifei, the hereditary Marquis of the North Korea, ended his life in this way.

Bai Yifei lay face down on the ground.

"You thieves, Ninth Young Master, are you going to cooperate with this thieves to steal the country?!"

Ji Wuye asked with a suppressed voice.

Han Fei laughed disdainfully when he heard him confuse black and white.

"General Ji, you may be very familiar with the word stealing the country. Do you really think you can hide the truth behind my father's back?"

A big rat like Ji Wuye, a silverfish, wished he could wipe out the whole of Korea.

What I hope most is that the king can become his own puppet, so that he can not only enjoy endless glory and wealth, but also occupy the position of a virtuous minister.

It's just ridiculous! ! !

"South Korea, it is precisely because of you sycophants and thieves, who are obedient and violative, fish and meat people, disregarding human life, and confusing the public, that the law is not clear, and the national order is not allowed!"

Han Fei came to Ji Wuye.

Ji Wuye couldn't move.

Shaoyang handed the white sword that fell on the ground to Han Fei with his thoughts.

"Ninth Young Master, I am Han Wangan's personal general! Without Han Wangan's edict, how could you kill me!"

Ji Wuye still wanted to struggle to the death.

The smile on Han Fei's face told him that he came prepared.

Then, he continued to talk like a dog jumping over a wall.

"Kill me, your father, you don't even want to see him!!! There is a king who will be buried with me! I, Ji Wuye, a general, deserve to die!!! Hahahaha!!!"

Zhang Liang stepped forward and exchanged glances with Han Fei.

Han Fei didn't attack him immediately.

Shaoyang knew their concerns.

So the power of the world was opened.

"The way of heaven, open the power of the world,"

[Ding!Command entered successfully]
[The command is being executed, please wait...]
[The power of the world link is successful]
"Link to the video in the palace and locate Han Wangan."

A ray of red-golden light shot out, and saw that King Han An was entertaining envoys from Qin who came all the way in the palace.

The system will also be interfered by the will of the world, but if the will of the world itself deviates from the track.

Then someone needs to fix that.

Maybe God opened his eyes, since Shaoyang sent Han Fei away that night.

Had a strange dream.

In his dream, he saw a golden-winged unicorn running towards him exuding seven-colored divine light.

Seeing his menacing approach, Shaoyang stretched out his hands to cover his face, and the golden-winged unicorn entered between his eyebrows with divine light.

When Shaoyang opened his eyes again, the thousand-year-old ginkgo in front of the door instantly took on the color of a maple leaf.

The feeling of red light on the long road arises spontaneously.

Everyone in the cold palace saw the sky screen played by Shaoyang.

Every scene above is so real.

Zhang Liangdao: "Hehe, General Ji, you are really the pillar of the country."

Ji Wuye was in a panic now. He thought he could delay for a while. After all, King Han An would not be as shrewd as Han Fei.

He still needs to use himself to check and balance the entire court, so he will not let himself die so easily.

Maybe, if you quibble by yourself, or pay a lot of money, you can live comfortably for the rest of your life.

but now……

Han Fei held the white sword that Shaoyang handed over.

but threw it away.

"The country has national laws! If a country cannot be prospered by the law, and the law does not blame the public, then everything in this country is just a mirage, and it is always in the wind and rain, crumbling!"

"Don't be courteous to ordinary people, and punishments can't be punished by high officials, Ji Wuye and others steal the country, they should be killed!"

"However, you must confess your guilt and accept your punishment in front of the people of the world! According to the law, you must be dealt with!"

Shaoyang understands that although Han Fei is now in the position of Sikou, it is precisely because of this that he cannot deal with these rebellious officials and thieves in private.

It is a small matter to fall into people's words, and the greater loss is the disaster of the country. If you can't get rich and strong, you will never be able to see the light of the sky.

"Today, if you are willing to lay down your weapons, I, Han Fei, promise to you as the ninth son of the King of Han. If you all sincerely repent, I will definitely persuade my father to save you from the guilt."

Since Han Fei returned to China, he has solved many cases in China, and everyone knows that the rewards and punishments are strict.

Therefore, the soldiers dropped their weapons one after another.

"I'm willing to listen to Master Ninth."

Shaoyang put away his coercion, and Ji Wuye was determined not to die, so he grabbed Han Fei.

"Han Fei,"

Zi Nu stepped forward anxiously.

"Brother Han."

Zhang Liang clenched his fists tightly, but he didn't know kung fu either.

"Hahahaha! Han Fei, didn't he fall into the hands of me, Ji Wuye? Winner and loser! Don't you understand?!"

"And I have to thank you for keeping me on trial!"

Hmph, the mantis is like a cart!

Shaoyang teleported, and Ji Wuye felt a chill behind him.

There was a sharp look in Shaoyang's eyes, and the sword in Ji Wuye's hand immediately turned into sand and flew away with the wind.

Ji Wuye was so shocked that his head had already rolled down to Tianze's feet.

Shaoyang grabbed Han Fei, and Ji Wuye's strong body said, "Boom!"

fell down with a bang.

"It seems that it must be you, Brother Shaoyang."

"I called you Moji, I almost told you where it was."

Han Fei scratched his head.

"What can happen to you?"

Tianze kicked Ji Wuye's head into the lake in disgust...

……