Qin Dynasty snare people

The dark clouds in the sky became thicker at some point, and the moonlight was almost completely blocked. Only some hazy moonlight slid down the gaps between the clouds.

"Huh~"

Gloomy winds rippled in the deep valley, swaying a suspension bridge continuously, emitting the sound of gold and iron, giving people a creepy feeling, like a ghost.

A group of people appeared on the edge of the cliff at some point. The man leading the group looked at the castle across the suspension bridge and couldn't help but comment: "It's really eerie. Can anyone live in this place?"

Naturally, this group of people was the gravedigger group headed by Luo Yan, and the person speaking was naturally Luo Yan, a talkative person.

After all, both Wei Zhuang and Tianze were bored. At this time, Luo Yan didn't speak, and the atmosphere was really frozen.

"I don't know if it's where people live. Anyway, the Blood-clothed Marquis is not a person~"

Yan Lingji appeared beside Luo Yan like an elf, with a smile on her beautiful and delicate cheeks, her thin lips moved slightly, and she commented softly.

Those tender eyes were filled with a touch of coldness.

She was obviously full of resentment towards the Blood-clothed Marquis. She remembered clearly what he said to her last time.

Girls always hold grudges.

"It's bottomless. It seems that the only way to get in is this suspension bridge."

Wei Zhuang ignored this lively couple, with a cold temperament. He looked around sharply, moved from the misty abyss to the castle, looked a little more solemn, and said slowly.

Snow Castle is similar to a small ancient castle, and the strange rocks around it are somewhat similar to bat wings, appearing at the intersection.

There are several tall soldier statues standing on both sides.

On it, the military flag with the Bat family emblem was flying in the wind, and the red chains were dangling, as if they were telling something.

Tianze looked around, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "This castle has only one entrance and exit. Once this road is blocked, it will become a dead place. If the Xueyi Hou specially arranges a trap."

The meaning of the words is self-evident.

Once the Bloody Marquis arranges all this, they will be caught in a trap.

You must be afraid of being imprisoned.

When Luo Yan heard this, he glanced at Tianze. It was not easy for Tianze's little head to think of all this.

If Tianze had had this kind of brain before, he would never have been imprisoned by Bai Yifei for more than ten years.

"Let the Wushuang Ghost and the Exorcist stay outside and be on guard. If there is an accident, let us know."

Luo Yan thought for a moment and said softly.

As for why Yan Lingji is not allowed outside, it is naturally because of her love for beauty. Even if she encounters an accident, she has to tie Yan Lingji to her side. Even if she dies, it is a worthy death, and she will not be buried with Wei Zhuang Tianze. Just thinking about it makes me uncomfortable.

"You stay."

Tianze was silent for a while, nodded, glanced at the Wushuang Ghost and the Exorcist, and said lightly.

"what about me?"

Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes moved slightly and she looked at Luo Yan curiously.

Luo Yan looked at Yan Lingji who suddenly looked brighter, smiled, and joked: "If there is no light inside, there will be a need for a torch."

"????"

Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes widened a bit, her expression changed in an instant, and she stared at Luo Yan fiercely.

If Tianze, Wei Zhuang and others weren't around now, Luo Yan even suspected that the Fire Girl would pounce on him and bite him.

The little wildcat can do this~

The more familiar you become, the less afraid you are of yourself.

"Let's go."

Luo Yan chuckled lightly, then led Wei Zhuang, Yan Lingji and others onto the suspension bridge. The skilled man boldly headed directly towards the Snow Clothes Castle.

You won’t know what’s inside until you get inside.

The only thing that is certain now is that there are no living people on guard around. It is extremely quiet, without the slightest breath of living people. It is like an open-air ancient tomb, waiting for Luo Yan to dig up.

The Exorcist Demon and Wushuang Ghost stood on both sides of the suspension bridge like two door gods, watching Luo Yan and his party gradually go deeper.

"Ding Dong~"

The exorcist's crutch with the bell gently tapped the ground. The sound of the bell was clear and sweet, and a formation with a green halo appeared all around. If there were people with better eyesight at this moment, they would find this so-called formation. Dharma is made up of corpse Gu.

The tail of the corpse Gu exudes a bright green halo and is crawling densely.

Soon the formation slowly disappeared.

The densely packed corpse Gu also disappeared, seeming to be hidden deep in the earth.

After doing all this, the exorcist leaned against a stone with his crutches in his arms.

"brush!"

Wushuang Ghost simply sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.

. . . . . . . . .

At the same time Luo Yan and others entered Snow Clothes Castle.

The entire Korean capital also began to have undercurrents due to the assassination of the Qin envoy.

The Fourth Young Master, Han Yu, got the news first than Han Wangan. His current status in South Korea was not just due to his identity. If he had no ability, he would have been eaten up without any bones.

"The envoy of the State of Qin was assassinated by Tianze."

Han Yu frowned, with a gloomy expression on his face. As he spoke, he lit the secret with an oil lamp.

The dark eyes reflected the burning of the secret letter, looking a little gloomy.

This matter is no small matter.

Of course, it's not big at all. What's important is Qin's next attitude.

If Qin takes a tough stance and refuses to even negotiate, South Korea will be in catastrophe.

These days, whoever has the bigger fist says what he says makes sense.

The era of paying attention to morality and credibility ended I don’t know how long ago.

"Father, are you in trouble?"

Han Qiancheng asked in a deep voice.

Han Yu shook his head slightly, his gloomy expression disappeared instantly, and said calmly: "Whether there will be trouble depends on the attitude of Qin State, but currently it seems that Ji Wuye will be in big trouble, Tianze has become South Korea's If a heart disease is not cured, it will lead to huge troubles, and now this trouble has happened to fall on Ji Wuye."

"Is the adoptive father going to help him?"

Han Qiancheng's eyes flashed, and he seemed to understand Han Yu's meaning, and asked softly.

"Helping him is also helping myself. Lao Jiu has been a little too busy recently. It's time to find something for him to do."

Han Yu had a smile on his lips, like a good brother who cares about his younger brother, and said in a leisurely manner.

Investigating the case is Sikou’s task.

Han Fei couldn't refuse.

In particular, this matter is also related to the diplomatic issues between Qin and South Korea. If it is not handled well, it will lead to a war.

When Han Qiancheng heard this, he nodded to express his understanding.

"Let's go, it's time to enter the palace."

Han Yu stood up slowly, straightened his clothes, and said calmly.

"yes!"

Han Qiancheng answered with his hands raised.

. . . . . . . . . .

the other side.

Han Fei walked out of Zilan Pavilion with a bitter look on his face. He looked up at the gloomy sky and sighed with a headache: "Brother Luo, you really give me problems."

At this time, if Han Fei still doesn't know what Luo Yan said is the good time, then he is not Han Fei.

However, Luo Yan obviously cannot be blamed for this matter.

Han Fei has no evidence, so he can't just rely on speculation to say that Luo Yan was involved, right?

The only thing that is certain now is that the murder suspect is Tianze. Other than that, there is no accomplice or evidence.

Han Fei, who was Conan of the Qin Dynasty, expressed his pain.

He had even guessed what Ji Wuye and others would look like next.

It's bound to be another quarrel.

You may even end up throwing the blame on yourself.

In the past few months since Han Fei returned to China, he has almost become a scapegoat.