Qin Shi Luo Net People

Chapter 342 Closing
The failure to show love is not a big problem.

Luo Yan didn't intend to succeed in the first place, but what he did was to leave a deep impression on Fei Yan. By the way, he tried to find out what kind of attitude this strange woman with the most talented Yin Yang family had towards her, what kind of character she was, and so on. He may be an amateur, far inferior to Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang.

But when it comes to dealing with women, Luo Yan can be said to be experienced and inclusive.

In fact, the success or failure of the confession is not a big problem, after all, he has nothing to lose, it's just lip service.

The biggest problem is seeing a woman who makes your heart beat and not confessing.

"The Yinyang family's attitude towards me is subtle. It seems that after going to Qin, the Yinyang family also needs to pay attention."

Luo Yan muttered in his heart, his expression a little dignified and serious.

Fei Yan's attempt to save him and her subsequent attitude were very problematic. It could be seen that Fei Yan had no liking or interest in him, let alone the so-called love at first sight. Rescuing him was more like saving him for the sake of saving , an attitude of performing tasks.

What the Yin-Yang family is up to, Luo Yan can't figure it out for the time being.

"Forget it, take one step at a time, if it really doesn't work, just eat Fei Yan's soft rice."

Luo Yan muttered in his heart, with a bit of a joke.

Wanting to understand these things, Luo Yan put these thoughts behind him and started to stride towards the agreed place.

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the other side.

The dense forest has been turned into scorched earth by gunpowder, thick smoke billows into the sky, and sparks flicker and explode from time to time, full of a sense of desolation and loneliness.

in a corner.

Two figures were supporting each other, they were Mo Ya and Bai Feng who hadn't escaped.

The condition of the two of them is not good at the moment.

Luo Yan's gunpowder was buried too much, the range was too wide, and the explosions were irregular. A series of explosions and thick smoke easily involved everyone.

No matter how good your light work and perception are, you can't prevent the sudden explosion of gunpowder.

Under the faint moonlight.

The ink crow showed a face as pale as paper. His eyes looked faintly at the scorched jungle around him. His dark eyes reflected the billowing smoke. For a moment, he felt that he was somewhat similar to this ruin, and smiled self-deprecatingly. He looked at his hanging arm.

One arm was wounded.

In this world, apart from those strong men who practiced external skills, no ordinary person could withstand the explosion of gunpowder.

No matter how high the inner breath is, it can't hold this thing.

Fortunately, the legs that were eating were not injured, which is a blessing in misfortune.

Otherwise, his end will be miserable.

Ji Wuye would never keep a useless person by her side, especially someone like Mo Ya who knew a lot of secrets.

"Are you OK."

Bai Feng supported Mo Ya, looked at Mo Ya's pale and unhuman face, and said worriedly, with a complicated look in his eyes and a mess in his heart, he didn't know what to say for a while.

When the Mo Crow stood in front of him and helped him to block the aftermath of the explosion, he felt completely bewildered.

Mo Ya has always taken good care of him, and to him he is also a teacher and a brother.

But Bai Feng never thought that Mo Ya would sacrifice his life for himself.

Because Mo Ya has always taught him that life is cheap, and at the same time warned him not to trust anyone, even if this person is him.

Because they are in the business of assassins.

The best thing is to have no feelings and complete the task quietly, other than that, don't trust anyone.

No relationship can live long.

"I can't die."

Mo Ya said weakly, feeling his own luck in his heart, and at the same time, he was a little speechless to Luo Yan, this Mr. Luo is really ruthless.

At the same time, he also wondered where Luo Yan got so much gunpowder.

The amount of gunpowder is outrageous.

This thing is a contraband in any country, and a small amount is fine. The gunpowder covering dozens of acres is a bit terrifying. There is no way to transport it, not to mention distributing the gunpowder around. .

Human and material resources are a problem.

Who did Luo Yan ask to do all this?
Han Fei?

Wei Zhuang?

Or the fourth son Han Yu? !
A series of questions emerged in Mo Crow's mind, but these questions were obviously not what he, an assassin, needed to care about.

"that.."

Bai Feng hesitated for a moment, and wanted to ask Mo Ya why he saved him, but what he wanted to say was stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.

For a moment, he looked at Mo Crow with complicated eyes.

"Why, do you want to ask me why I saved you? There is no reason, I wanted to do this at the time, maybe it's because I stayed with you too much, which made me stupid."

Mo Ya looked up at the waning moon in the sky, grinned, and said quite cheerfully.

Do what you want.

How can there be so many reasons, if there is a reason, he would not have saved Bai Feng at that time.

He just rushed over instinctively.

Because this kid has some status in Mo Ya's heart, it can be regarded as a kind of concern.

If a person lives without even a little concern, then life is really boring. Mo Crow understood this truth many years ago, although this thing is a bit extravagant and life-consuming.

When Bai Feng heard the words, he didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, everything was kept silent.

"The mission failed this time. I think the general and Xueyihou will be furious. Be careful, kid."

Mo Ya thought for a while, and reminded Bai Feng.

This time, the incident was really big, and the night was really messed up.

"I see!"

Bai Feng nodded in response, he knew what to do.

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now.

Ji Wuye, who came late, also had a livid face, looking at the dense forest that had been turned into ruins, and his elite assassin group Hundred Birds, there were only three or two kittens left at this moment, and he was so angry that he couldn't say anything for a moment.

He felt like he was going crazy, and the good situation turned into this inexplicably?
gunpowder!

How did these gunpowder come from!

Are the spies of the night all idiots?

Such a huge amount of gunpowder was arranged in the suburb of Xinzheng, the capital of the kingdom, right under our noses. What the hell would it be worth if it was transported to the city?

Ji Wuye had violent emotions brewing in his eyes. He breathed heavily and clenched his fists. At the same time, he stared at Han Fei who was becoming calmer beside him. If he didn't have some sense, he felt that he could slap him right now. He directly shot Han Fei to death.

These things had absolutely nothing to do with Han Fei.

"Ninth Young Master, good method!"

Ji Wuji sneered.

"General, gunpowder is a contraband, you have to check it out!"

Han Fei smiled slightly. Although he was puzzled in his heart, he suggested softly to Ji Wuye.

He didn't know where Luo Yan got so much gunpowder, but it didn't stop him from wanting to scold Ji Wuye.

"Humph!"

Ji Wuye didn't even speak harsh words this time, so he led the army to rescue.

Yemu suffered heavy losses this time, he had to ask Bai Yifei how to do things, and his Hundred Birds Assassin Group, which he carefully cultivated.

As a result, it was completely blown up by gunpowder.

As for stopping Luo Yan and the others, Ji Wuye had given up hope. The other party ran out, and if they wanted to catch them again, it would take too much manpower and material resources.

Han Wangan was already dissatisfied with him.

"Whoo~"

As Ji Wuye left, Han Fei didn't sneer. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief. After all, when Ji Wuye refused to take over Wang Ling and led the army out of the city, he was still a little nervous.

I'm afraid that Luo Yan won't be able to stand it.

But I didn't expect Luo Yan to transport so much gunpowder without anyone noticing, and directly solved all the problems. Now it's Ji Wuye's turn to have a headache.

How to explain to Han Wang'an, as well as these gunpowder issues, if Ji Wuye, a general, doesn't give a reasonable explanation, he will be in big trouble.

"Let's go, Ovary."

Han Fei patted his clothes, smiled at the young man beside him, and said that the farce was over at this moment.

He won again.

(End of this chapter)