Qin Dynasty snare people

The night is charming, and the salamanders under the moonlight are even more charming.

She looked indescribably beautiful in a plain skirt, her skin was better than snow, and her graceful body curves were infinitely beautiful. Her cold eyes reflected Luo Yan's figure, her thin lips moved slightly, and she looked at Luo Yan with some confusion, and asked : "Why should we tell him our identity?"

From Jing Salamander's point of view, exposure of identity means trouble.

Luo Wang's attitude towards traitors is to fight until death.

"I need his trust, basic trust, otherwise some things will be difficult to deal with later. Secondly, our identities cannot be concealed forever, and the person I am waiting for should be arriving soon, and I won't be able to hide it even if I want to. .”

Luo Yan's eyes flickered, looking at the waning moon in the sky, and said softly.

"Who are you waiting for?"

There was even more confusion in Jing Salaman's eyes, as if he couldn't understand.

"Well, a person who may change your destiny and mine. Of course, there will be great risks involved, but this path is the most suitable for us at the moment."

Luo Yan looked at Jing Salamander and chuckled.

As long as he can get help from Ying Zheng, some things will no longer be troublesome.

Jing salamander was silent. She couldn't understand Luo Yan's mysterious words. Since he didn't want to go into details, she naturally wouldn't ask. She hugged Xiao Yan'er in her arms and said softly: "There's no time." It’s early, do you want to stay tonight?”

"kindness!"

Luo Yan looked at Jing Salamander and nodded.

"I'll make your bed."

Jing Salamander said softly, and then walked away into the distance.

"I'm sleeping on the floor again~"

When Luo Yan heard this, he reached out and picked up the Frightened Salamander Sword and followed him. At the same time, he did not forget to say miserably that he had never forgotten the Frightened Salamander's bed.

Longing for a close fight.

"You can sleep on the bed."

Jing salamander looked at Luo Yan, blinked his beautiful eyes, and said softly.

"together?"

Luo Yan said with a smile.

"You want to practice sword practice?"

Jing salamander looked at Luo Yan with cold eyes and asked.

I want to practice shooting.

Luo Yan muttered in his heart, but smiled on his face, shook his head and said, "I won't practice anymore. I'm not in the mood lately."

"Is there any news from the Mo family giant?"

Jing Salamander was silent for a while and asked.

"God knows where the old man died."

When Luo Yan heard this, he sighed and said softly, he felt that the powerful Mo family would not deceive him.

Even if you can't help it, at least come and tell him.

However, it is better to ask for help than to ask for help from yourself. No matter what, you have to be prepared on your own side just in case.

"It'll be fine."

Jing salamander looked at Luo Yan and comforted him softly.

Luo Yan looked at the sudden softness between his brows and lost his mind for a moment.

Mom, I'm in love again~

. . . . . . . . .

Just when Luo Yan fell in love.

On the other side, the Prince's Mansion.

The South Korean prince is currently extremely safe and his limbs are intact, but he has been severely frightened. He is lying limply on the ground. His trousers are soaked and exudes a foul smell.

This is no longer scared to pee, but incontinence.

It was really unbearable for the dignified prince of a country to be frightened into such a state by some Baiyue assassins.

If Luo Yan were here right now, he would probably be quite speechless.

The prince of South Korea was lying on the ground, groveling and begging Tianze in front of him for mercy. The group of people in front of him were really terrifying in his eyes, like ghosts. Not to mention the eight-foot tall man before, they were invulnerable and powerful. It is infinitely large and ferocious in appearance.

Then another monster appeared that could control corpses.

The leader who finally appeared was even more terrifying. Dark evil energy was exuding around his body, and the space seemed to be distorted, like an evil ghost crawling out of the abyss.

After one glance, the prince was so frightened that he trembled all over and couldn't control himself.

"Spare your life, spare your life, I will give you whatever you want!!"

The prince kept kowtowing and begging Tianze for mercy. As for the mess and unbearable condition beneath him, he could no longer care about it.

He doesn't want to die.

When you die, there is nothing.

He is the crown prince of South Korea. From now on, all of South Korea will belong to him. As long as he can survive, he will have everything.

If Luo Yan had followed and seen this scene, he would probably praise the prince for being a talented person. After all, with his status as a prince, he would kowtow to others and beg for mercy in order to save his life. This is not something ordinary people can do. For example, it is impossible for Han Yu and Han Fei to do such a thing.

Even if you die, you can't do this.

Maybe someone will say.

It is easy to kneel down but difficult to stand up.

But in Luo Yan's view, kneeling down was equally difficult.

Of course, for the Korean prince, this problem is not a problem. The more times he kneels, he will get used to it. This thing can only be done once or countless times.

"Is this the crown prince of South Korea? How ridiculous~"

Tianze, who had arrived late, slowly walked out and looked at the Korean prince in front of him. A trace of sadness and sarcasm flashed across his scaly face inexplicably, and he sneered.

The prince kneeling on the ground in front of him begging for mercy is the prince of South Korea.

He is the heir to Korea, one of the enemies that once destroyed his country.

In terms of status, he was once the prince of Baiyue, and he was on the same level as the Korean prince. But he had nothing, but the other country still existed!

It's even a giant to him.

But the Korean prince in front of him has this kind of virtue.

Tianze felt ridicule, endless ridicule, sadness for himself, and an indescribable aggrievedness.

He wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

There is only endless anger in my heart, but I can't let it out, I can only hold it in my heart.

"I am, I am, spare your life, sir, spare your life, as long as you spare my life, I will give you whatever you want. I can't give it to you. I will ask my father to give it to you, as long as you don't hurt me."

The prince knelt on the ground, dragged the stolen goods all over the ground and came to Tianze, begging for mercy.

"Take him down, don't let him escape."

Tianze ignored the Korean prince in front of him and said in a cold voice to the exorcist beside him.

On the one hand, he came here for revenge, and on the other hand, he also wanted to see what the crown prince of South Korea looked like.

After all, he was once the prince of Baiyue, but he became a prisoner. He also wanted the prince of this country to have a taste of this.

But when he saw the virtue of the Korean prince.

Tianze no longer has any interest in him.

Tianze has no interest in stepping on a piece of shit, even if it is shit produced by a country, because it will dirty his shoes. He has his own pride.

"Ding Dong~"

As Tianze finished speaking, the crutch in the exorcist's hand shook slightly, and the bell hanging on it made a crisp sound. Then the corpses around him began to move, dragging the frightened Korean prince away towards the distance. .

"Huh~"

Tianze took a deep breath, his revenge had just begun.