Qin Shi Luo Net People

Chapter 12
Drinking so badly?
Is this lying down?

Looking at Han Fei, who was already lying down drunk, Luo Yan shook his head, "You fell down before I could exert any force."

Of course, the main reason is that this body is more drinkable. The long-term self-discipline life has made this body extremely strong, and the inner breath running in the body is decomposing alcohol all the time, and it is excreted with breathing, even if he does not intentionally , the efficiency of decomposition is also extremely strong.

When Luo Yan discovered this, Han Fei was already dying.

This is not.

Luo Yan was a little drunk just now, and he was already unconscious.

"Store, pay the bill."

Luo Yan chuckled, and generously threw another gold coin to the shopkeeper, but this gold coin was a little smaller than before, but it was enough for the shopkeeper.

"Thank you, thank you."

The shopkeeper caught the gold coin with both hands, looked at Luo Yan with a flattering smile on his face, and bent down to thank him.

"It's not for nothing. Bring me two more jars of wine, and I'll take them away."

Luo Yan smiled.

"it is good!"

The shopkeeper readily agreed, and quickly turned around to carry the wine.

Taking advantage of this time, Luo Yan set his eyes on Han Fei, walked over, inserted his creaking hole, and with a little force, he dragged the heavy Han Fei up, feeling the benefits of internal strength in his heart. Being modern, facing a drunk guy, he would never think of dragging it up on his own.

Drunk adult man, that weight is fascinating.

But soon.

Luo Yan was a little speechless looking at the white horse who was also drunk.

The horse was obviously drunk too, shaking its head drunkenly, walking a little wobbly, obviously unable to carry people.

Luo Yan shook his head with a chuckle, and dragged Han Fei to put him on the donkey cart.

The curtain of the car was slowly opened, and a pretty face with a cool temperament and a beautiful face appeared in Luo Yan's sight. Although he was dressed plainly, it was still difficult to hide his graceful and exquisite figure, and those ethereal and cold eyes It landed on Han Fei, and he opened his mouth lightly: "Drink too much?"

"He has more, I don't have more."

Luo Yan shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

"You want to take him with you?"

The startled salamander asked softly.

"He's going to Xinzheng too, and he's on the way. It's good to have more people together. Don't you think it's good to let Han Fei help us cover up? Who would have thought that the two killers of Luowang would mix with the ninth son of South Korea?"

Luo Yan nodded, looked at the startled salamander and said softly.

"I think you will kill him like this. You should know our situation."

The startled salamander's eyes fell on the drunk Han Fei again, and he said softly.

"He himself is a dead man. From the moment he returned to South Korea, he went on a road of no return. You just thought about our situation, but never thought that his situation might be worse than ours."

Luo Yan shook his head, looked at the drunk Han Fei as well, and said slowly.

Luo Yan could feel it when he was drinking. Han Fei had something on his mind, very serious. Although he acted very unruly, there were some things that were hard to hide.

Han Fei.

As the ninth son of South Korea, he came back this time to repair the broken ship of South Korea that was about to sink.

In Luo Yan's view, this road is a road of no return.

South Korea's geographical location, strength, population, and those in power all explain the fact that South Korea cannot survive in this world of great controversy.

Doesn't Han Fei know this?
He knew, but he chose to come back, and that was obviously ready.

But Luo Yan could understand Han Fei's mentality.

His kingdom and his home are here.

He had no choice, nor did he need to.

From the day he was born, some things were destined.

The destruction of the country and family is very far away for a modern person, but it is clearly visible for people of this era.

. . . . . . . .

Is the world fair?
No one can tell.

Some people spend a lot of time bragging, drinking wine worth two gold in their mouths, riding white horses worth thousands of gold, and wearing expensive clothes, but some people can't even afford a full meal.

This comes from origin.

Similarly, the pressure is not the same as each other.

Barren fields, dead trees with their bark eaten.

In the dilapidated houses affected by the flames of war, there are broken tiles everywhere, and there are dried blood on the walls.

A seven or eight-year-old girl and a four or five-year-old child were grabbing a yellowed thing that could no longer be identified, and their eyes revealed care and satisfaction, even a little flakes of skin fell on the ground , will pick it up and put it in your mouth.

The sun has set in the west, and the whole world has presented a sad ink color, and there is no other color.

Sadness seems to be the keynote.

This is Korea today.

A South Korea that any country can bully.

"Da Da~"

On the road in the distance, a white horse is slowly approaching, and beside the white horse, a donkey cart is moving slowly, and two people are sitting on it, it seems that they are chatting, but the voice of the words is gradually approaching. Stopped, the attention of the two was involuntarily attracted by the scene in front of them.

The man in the brocade robe was taken aback for a moment, sadness and pain appeared in his plain and casual eyes, his fists were hidden in the cuffs and he clenched tightly, but soon returned to normal.

Looking at this scene, Luo Yan's eyes no longer wavered. Even if he didn't have the memory of the original owner, he would become numb after watching all of this.

It's a scary thing to get used to.

"Woo~"

The little girl also saw Han Fei and Luo Yan at the moment, especially when she saw Han Fei's clothes, she immediately reached out and hugged her younger brother tightly. He tightly covered his younger brother's mouth, and looked at the two people approaching with fear in his eyes.

Very alert.

"Brother Han, is it because you are so ugly that you frightened them, I have never encountered such a situation before."

Luo Yan saw this scene, glanced at Han Fei beside him, and joked.

Hearing this, Han Fei looked at his clothes. His clothes seemed to be particularly dazzling in such an environment, but this clothes also represented his responsibility. He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Maybe."

"Dong Dong~"

At this time, there was a knocking sound in the carriage, and then a small package was handed out from the carriage with a plain hand.

Luo Yan didn't continue to tease Han Fei. He reached out to catch the small package and put it on the side of the road. He just drove the donkey cart away without any intention of staying.

A moment of effort.

The donkey cart and white horse disappeared in the distance, and a package on the ground was blown by the breeze, and the contents inside were opened, including a few pieces of dry food and dried grilled fish.

The little girl and boy who were standing there looked at this, pursed their lips, then looked at the donkey cart that had disappeared in the distance, and finally walked over in small steps.

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(End of this chapter)