Pirate: I create a reincarnation game and summon players

Shaoyang gave the courtyard he built a name, called Yunshuima.

Inside the hospital.

He walked to the stone pier and looked at it for a long time....

"Who!"

Shaoyang teleported and came to the outside of the gate of Yunshui.

He neatly pulled out the bamboo bone jade fan around his waist and pressed it against the man's neck.

"Me, me, Han Fei."

Han Fei was incoherent, holding his hands on his head.

If Han Fei squatted at this moment, it would be exactly the same as the scene he saw in the Dragon Kingdom where the police caught the thief.

Although Shaoyang's world power was sealed, his own three-color domineering and true qi were still retained.

It's just that without the blessing of the power of the world, the power is not so terrifying.

His domineering appearance made him not miss any clues.

Shaoyang listened to this voice and slowly lowered the fan.

With a snap of his fingers, a thousand-year-old ginkgo directly northwest of the gate between clouds and waters instantly glowed with golden light.

The whole mountain has been illuminated.

The thousand-year-old ginkgo, golden fan-shaped leaves, the breeze blowing, the salsa sounded, tumbled down, covering the entire front door.

Han Fei slowly approached the ginkgo tree, thinking that the closer he got, the more the golden light would make people unable to open their eyes.

This was not the case, Han Fei walked under the tree, and the light blooming from the golden leaves was so soft, just like the light carried by the firefly, making people feel in it and reluctant to leave.

"What are you doing here?"

Shaoyang was blocked by the interference of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi because of the power of the world, and he was still racking his brains here to find a way, and when he was helpless, he had to come to Han Fei to stir it up.

Now that his thoughts were interrupted, Shaoyang naturally asked angrily.

"Brother Shaoyang, look at what you said, you are wrong, don't say that your land, the whole of Korea belongs to our Han family, you are building a courtyard here privately, I haven't asked you about your sin..."

Shaoyang teleported to lie on the large branches of the crisscrossed, thick ginkgo tree.

"Say something quickly, if you don't say it, I'll close the door."

Han Fei just leaned over and picked up a ginkgo leaf.

When I stood up straight, I didn't see Shaoyang people.

Only hearing his voice, but not seeing his person, he looked around.

"I want to ask Shaoyang to help me get rid of the four murderous generals of the night and uproot Ji Wuye and the others."

The situation in South Korea is really not optimistic.

After Han Fei knew his original destiny, he was unwilling to submit to the fate of heaven.

Even if South Korea cannot be preserved in the end, it will not leave the Korean people in a hot water.

From Shaoyang, he saw that he and the members of Quicksand had put their lives on the line several times in order to get rid of Ji Wuye and the Four Murderers of Night.

He wants to develop quicksand into a successful intelligence and killer organization, and give the people of the world a peaceful and happy life.

He thought about it, and the fastest way to achieve all this was to ask this mysterious Shaoyang to help.

"Me, why should I help you?"

Shaoyang asked.

In fact, Shaoyang also has the same idea as Han Fei, if he wants to reap the world authority in this world, he must either submit to the protagonist or kill the protagonist.

Obtaining higher prestige points as much as possible helped Han Fei, in fact, he also found a living water source for his world power at the source.

"Because, you're here, you're here for something, right?"

Han Fei turned the ginkgo leaves in his hand and looked at the ginkgo leaves and asked.

"Oh? I would like to hear about it.

Shaoyang wanted to hear this kid's guess.

"If you're not looking for something, you're waiting for something very important to come along, and I'm not sure what it is, but it's important to you."

"You can cross

time and space and come to this world, relying on that thing," "Your power is far more than that, but there is still no big movement in this time and space, which proves that you are still waiting for a moment, or to put it more accurately, you are still waiting for that thing to appear."

"Brother Shaoyang, if you can help me get rid of the four murderous generals of this night, Qingjun side, maybe I have a way to tell Your Excellency how to find that thing."

Han Fei's words were quite tempting.

Sure enough, the person who can make the emperor of the ages say such things as "can swim with this person, and the widow does not hate death" is indeed a genius.

"Hahahaha,"

Shaoyang's hearty laughter floated among the giant trees.

A gust of wind blew by, and the ginkgo leaves in Han Fei's hand reached Shaoyang's hand.

"You're smart, but sometimes, being smart doesn't seem superior to being confused."

Shaoyang turned to look at him.

"What I want, you, can't give it, what you want, I will help you, but you have to promise me a condition," "You don't say, why can't I give

it?"

Han Fei leaned lazily next to the tree trunk and asked.

"Hehe, Donghuang Taiyi, do you know, how much do you know about him?"

When Shaoyang mentioned the name of Donghuang Taiyi, his words overflowed with a little indifference.

Whether Han Fei is hi or really well-informed, it doesn't hurt to mention it to him.

There is quite a posture of a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"Donghuang Taiyi,"

Han Fei's finger sliding on the trunk stopped instantly.

"You know?"

Shaoyang listened to his tone and felt a glimmer of hope.

"I don't know."

Shaoyang listened to Han Fei's ambiguous and vague answer, and his heart could not be talked about.

But in the end, there is a sense of failure.

"Come in and tell me about the Four Evil Generals of the Night."

Shaoyang put the ginkgo leaf in his palm and let the wind blow.

Han Fei followed Shaoyang and walked into the courtyard.

...... The dividing line....

Ji Wuye Mansion.

"Mo Crow, explain what was given to you, how did it go."

Ji Wuye's rough voice, like thunder, was really heart-shaking.

He sat unloaded on his sleeping tunic, with a delicate woman on his lap, feeding him grapes.

Kneeling beside his boots sat two women, beating his legs.

Mo Crow stood respectfully at the bottom of the steps and regained his life.

"The subordinates have already brought the general's words, and the blood-clothed hou will soon return to Beijing to resume his life."

"Well, it's good, this damn red-browed dragon snake, I don't know how many pounds and taels I have!"

"Dare to make trouble under the nose of General Ben! And this King Han! It's really useless, and you know to have fun all day! "

Ji Wuye's mansion piles up gold and jade, and eats them in a row.

Outside, he instructed his men to fish and flesh the people day by day, and went around to conquer and violently.

This year coincided with the famine in the south, and he even sent people to tamper with the divine decree and continue to pay exorbitant taxes and enslave the people.

"By the way, tell the Chao Banshee that the group of women selected by King Han will pick me a few delicate-looking and slim ones and send them to the house for me."

Mo Crow was very shameful of his behavior, but he still insisted on carrying out the order.

"If it's okay, you can quit, I still have to accompany my beauties to drink and play chess..."