Daqin: At the beginning, he merged with the old heavenly master and married Dongjun

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Not only to transfer manpower, but also to arrange.

Then Thunder made a move.

"Blue Dragon."

Qinglong, the Commander of Jinyiwei who had just flashed into the darkness, came out helplessly.

"Notify Jin Yiwei in Peixian County, don't do anything for now, first get Liu Ji's birthday horoscope."

Ying Shaoshang felt that it was not safe.

Gotta cast a curse.

This time to be ruthless.

This is the son of luck.

He shot with all his strength and didn't give Liu Bang any chance to stand up.

"promise!"

Qinglong lowered his body and hid in the dark again.

Now, Ying Shaoshang was completely relieved.

There are only three glasses of wine in life, and a few glasses of wine make my eyes dim.

Strong wine can't enter the throat, right and wrong flow eastward.

Liu Bang, go all the way!

thought here.

good mood.

At this time.

Ying Shao felt sad, his eyes flashed suddenly, and he looked at the shore of the lake in the distance, where a man was standing there.

Dressed in a black and red robe, with white hair, he stands tall and stands out from the crowd.

"Blood Yihou is here."

Ying Shaoshang looked at the man and smiled lightly.

This time, he made an appointment with Xue Yihou to meet here.

As for the snow castle, I will not go.

According to Ying Yu's description from the Thirteenth Boss, the Snow Cloak Fort was blown by Bloody Marquis.

There is no such thing as being on the lake, where you can chat comfortably.

in sight.

Xue Yihou has already moved.

Walking on foot, the lake is like flat ground, and it is very natural to come towards the painting boat.

Xue Yihou's strength is indeed good, and the Realm Realm is perfect.

It's a pity, it seems that the exercises have been practiced wrongly, people are not like humans and ghosts are not like ghosts.

……

The lake is rippling, and the painted boats are floating.

"I thought that you would want the throne of King Han."

Ying Shaoshang sat next to the long table, his clothes fluttering, facing the cold wind on the lake, and said softly to Hou Bai Yifei in bloody clothes who had boarded the boat.

Among the painting boats.

Only he and Xue Yihou were left.

Qinglong, Ao Ling, Dongjun Feiyan, and Qingluan have all left the painting boat.

No one can come near the lake!

"King Han, it's just a puppet, it doesn't matter if it's improper."

Bai Yifei glanced at Ying Shaoshang.

A heroic, tough, gentle and graceful figure flashed in my mind.

Indeed, they look a lot like them.

There was a trace of warmth in the indifferent eyes.

Immediately, he turned around and took a step, came to the long table in the painting boat, and sat down.

There are four butterfly side dishes, a jar of Qishan brewed wine, and two wine cups on it.

Bai Yifei, not polite, sat opposite Ying Shaoshang, lifted the wine jar, and filled it up for himself.

Looking up at Ying Shaoshang, his eyes were flat: "The weather is good today, and the lake view is also pleasant. Ask me to meet, what do you want to talk about?"

Ying Shaoshang chuckled and looked at Bai Yifei, "Can't I talk to you if I have nothing to do?"

"Xueyibao is hereditary in South Korea. Your talent is a bit inferior in South Korea. Some people don't understand why it is inferior to Ji Wuye."

After the words fell, he picked up the wine that had already been filled by his side, and took a sip. The wine was fragrant and mellow.

"This is the wine I brewed by myself 12 years ago. There are only eight jars. This is the last jar. Try it."

Ying Shaoshang looked at Hou Bai Yifei in blood and said slowly.

"That's what your father said to me back then, my talent was lost in Korea."

Bai Yifei raised the wine bar, took a sip, closed his eyes slightly, his lips and teeth were fragrant, the wine was sweet and had a familiar fragrance, "Very good wine."

A rare compliment.

"Oh?"

"You know my father?"

Ying Shaoshang asked lightly.

"You don't think that just relying on that old guy can make me stand on your side?"

Holding the wine bar in his hand, Bai Yifei had a meaningful smile on his face: "Actually, if I have the heart, Ji Wuye won't be able to be the general."

Immediately, he picked up the wine jue, raised his head, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then, he lifted the wine jar and filled himself with wine again, "If I'm not mistaken, this wine also has your mother's unique way of flavoring it."

Ying Shaoshang smiled, took a sip of the wine cup.

Not long after he traveled here, his nominal mother died, and he had no memory of it. The fragrance of this wine was seen in the notebook.

"Back then, your mother was a master perfumer. I still remember it vividly."

Bai Yifei picked up the wine jue, put it to his nose and asked, as if he wanted to recall many past events.

Ying Shaoshang put Jiu Jue down slowly, looked at the lake not far away, and said slowly: "So, you know them very well?"

Is there another thing like this?

He really didn't know.

It's really close~~

Bai Yifei withdrew his gaze, looked at Ying Shaoshang, and said slowly: "Your father is good at the spear technique. He uses spears to transform into swords. He cultivates both spears and swords. He has a perfect alchemy realm and is extremely powerful in battle. If Lian Po didn't do it himself... you Grandpa will not go in person, replace Wang Lu, and set off the murder of more than 40 people in Changping."

"Most of my swordsmanship inheritance comes from my family, and a small half has something to do with him."

"My art of war is also related to your father."

……

"Is it……"

Ying Shaoshang shrugged his shoulders, raised his wine bar and drank it all in one gulp, and said calmly, "So you expected from the very beginning that we would meet each other?"

He is a wise man, and he heard the meaning of the words.

From the moment we met, he was said to be a cheap father and a cheap old lady.

to be frank.

How could he have no feelings.

Not long after time travelling, they died.

There was no in-depth communication.

Blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei lifted the wine jar and poured a jug for Ying Shaoshang. He said leisurely, "It's not a prediction, but a certainty. At that time, Prince Jian fled to Zheng. His third grandson stayed in Zheng and went to Qin and Wu."

"This is how the Gongsun Bai family with the Ying surname, the Xueyi Castle in South Korea, and the Bai family with the Zhang surname in the Chu State."

heard.

Ying Shaoshang looked at Bai Yifei and said calmly, "What do you want?"

Xue Yihou held the wine jue, looked at the clear wine, was silent for a while, and said: "No matter my status, talent, or cultivation, Ji Wuye is inferior to me in everything, but I am still inferior to him. , do you know why?"

Ying Shaoshang listened.

As for Xue Yihou, he knew that he was born with a prominent position and a noble lineage, which Ji Wuye could not compare to.

And his cultivation base is also better than Ji Wuye's.

Talent is even higher than Ji Wuye.

If it wasn't for Xue Yihou's help, Ji Wuye would have secured his position.

Although Ji Wuye seemed to be a puppet secretly created by the Thirteenth Boss Ying Yu.

But if you want Xueyihou, this smelly and tough guy, willing to surrender to Ji Wuye, I'm afraid it's not as simple as the Thirteenth Boss Ying Yu.

What is the relationship between Uncle Thirteen and Xue Yihou is unknown.

Then what is the reason that made Xue Yihou bear it?

"Benefit!"

Xue Yihou looked at Ying Shaoshang, and said slowly: "In my eyes, there are no enemies, no friends, only interests."

"But now——I am a white armor soldier, and I only listen to Qishan's transfer."