For a Prosperous World

Until the white robe general approached, the two behind did not dare to take the blade, not for the other, but because of the feeling of life hanging on the line.

"Red training, Bai Feng." The white-haired man called their names lightly. The two men awakened, took a breath, and looked at the white robe general in front of them with a little bit of fear, and put away their sword .

And the little snake in Chilian's hand had already hid in her sleeve, she could feel the fear from the snake body.

The secret guard glanced behind him, shook his head, and worshiped in front of him: "Meet the general."

"Well, I've seen it." Gu Nan nodded.

The eyes fell on the white-haired man. He had matured a lot over the years, and she was almost unrecognizable. When she first came here, she heard that the name of the person responsible for instigating the Korean aristocracy was Wei Zhuang, and she was somewhat surprised.

Laughed and stretched out a hand.

Seeing that the white robe would reach out to Wei Zhuang, Chi Lian and Bai Feng became nervous at the same time.

In addition to being rumored, this man is also a superb swordsman. They did not know that Wei Zhuang would be better than that man.

The next moment they stayed where they were.

The hand was laid on Wei Zhuang's head and patted, and the white robe would say in harmony: "Xiao Zhuang, it's been a long time."

The corners of Chi Lian and Bai Feng jumped at the same time, and they even wondered if they read it wrong.

Although Wei Zhuang's expression was a little stiff, he didn't have the slightest dissatisfaction or anger, leaving the hand on his head.

There was a bit of helplessness on Wei Zhuang's face, and the sister still likes to put his hand on his head as before. At that time, he resisted, but he gave up after it had no effect at all.

"Sister, long time no see."

It was a weird feeling that the scene suddenly became silent, especially when a group of people were silent.

Wei Zhuang's eyes glanced at the people around him, and finally focused on Bai Feng and Chi Lian's body. Although the eyes were calm but full of profound meaning, the meaning was also obvious.

Don't say it when you see it.

Gu Nan followed Wei Zhuang's sight to see Bai Feng and Chi Lian behind him, and then took a look at Chi Lian.

She remembered that the last time he saw Wei Zhuang, he was still carrying a woman in purple.

Why did you change this one again, smiled a little, and reached into Wei Zhuang's ear and said with inner interest.

"Your boy is pretty blessed, but the woman around has changed another one. After listening to my advice, it is better to be more considerate."

Although I said so in my mouth, I still had some resentment in my heart. Why is this kid's peach blossom so good? Why am I not treated like this?

Wei Zhuang coughed: "Sister, you think too much."

Because I used internal interest to converge, the people on the side only saw the two people bow their heads and said two sentences, but they couldn't hear what they said.

When he was finished, the funeral smiled and dropped his hand from Wei Zhuang's head, and said, "Speak business."

After that, he looked to the side of the secret guard: "How many old Koreans are there in Xinzheng City today?"

"Yes." Mi Wei nodded his head. General Mourning was a woman. He felt he knew a big secret.

Opening his mouth while thinking about whether he will be silenced, "Back to General, there are still more than 20 Old Lords in Xinzheng City, six are reserved, 17 are in prison, and several are still missing. . "

"More than twenty people." Gu Nan nodded, still a little surprised in his mind, but there were so many old lords in the city of Xinzheng, not to mention this after being moved by Qin Guo.

"How many doormen are there in these old barons?"

"This." The secret guard was silent for a few moments. The old grandfather's family members were no more than a few hundred people on the face, but those who were hidden in the dark did not know how many.

Wei Zhuang glanced at the secret guard and said calmly, "Today, there are still thousands of visitors in the hands of all the old lords, but there is also a Korean army in the hands of the Han clan, and the number is about 2,000. In addition, there are several remnants out there, the number of which is uncertain, but if Han Wangzong raised the flag in person, he can be recalled at any time. "

"A total of more than 10,000 people." Gu Nan smiled: "If these 10,000 people echoed internally and externally, they suddenly rebelled and guarded with the 20,000 Qin Army in Xinzheng City, I'm afraid they couldn't hold it."

This is just one of the city of Xinzheng. Although Xinzheng is the old capital of South Korea, there are more old ones left. However, even if the old forces of the cities in the world are only 30% of Xinzheng, it is terrible to gather them together.

In any case, this time is to wipe out the old Jazz in South Korea.

Gu Nan looked at Xinzheng and pulled the reins: "Can you enter the city?"

The secret guard nodded: "The order has been passed with the city general, and you can enter the city at night."

"it is good."

At night, the city of Xinzheng was shrouded in darkness, except for occasional lights.

The sound of silk bamboo in the room rang, Wei Zhuang sat beside Gu Nan, Chi Lian sat behind him, and Bai Feng leaned against the railing.

The vision here is good, half of Xinzheng can be taken into account.

"I remember sister never drinking before." Wei Zhuang's business had some doubts, and added a cup to Gu Nan with a jug.

Gu Nan carelessly raised the glass in front of himself: "You were only a few years old when you met me, and I remember it so much."

Talking about Gu Nan, she used her hand to compare a height, which is about the height at which she sat.

Wei Zhuang's face was loosened, as if twirling her lips.

He remembered the first time I saw Gu Nan, that year, if he hadn't had those ring of money, he would have starved to death on the road to exile.

Seeing Chilian sitting in the back for a while, she saw the man smile for the first time, and thought he would not laugh.

Holding a wine glass, Gu Nan looked at Xinzheng in the night, and the houses in the city lined up, extended farther, and disappeared into the dark.

The stars and moons, which had only a faint light, couldn't illuminate the city at all.

"I'm surprised you will participate in this," she said suddenly, looking at Wei Zhuang.

"South Korea, is this your native country?"

"Don't you hate Qin Guo, or rather, don't you hate me?"

Wei Zhuang was asked by Gu Nan ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and then quietly said: "Even if Qin was not destroyed by the Qin Kingdom, it will certainly disappear in this troubled world."

In fact, South Korea has long been out of life, and he has always understood.

He had an old man, who was thinking of opening a way of life for this South Korea until his death, but after all he just died in his own body.

That man has been asking for change, to change Korea, to change the world.

The fields were divided among the people, and there was no hunger or cold in the world.

This may be the look of the world he wanted even if he died.

Wei Zhuang looked at the drinker sitting next to him. He removed his armor and was only wearing a white suit. The figure seemed to be thin.

He remembered the thin figure he used to be, and the word Taiping engraved on that wooden board.

Why is he involved in this matter?

The world that so many people ask for with their lives and lives always has to be expected, doesn't it?