The only player in Daqin

Concubine Yan slowly squeezed the slender hand holding the wine bottle, and frowned, "If you want to win by surprise at this time, you have to avoid the real and make the false, divert the heavy defense of the Imperial Army, and then..." She said coldly, "Three armies win the commander!"

Han Ling nodded and shook his head again, "It is indeed a good strategy to win the commander of the three armies, but for Bai Yifei, I should have been poisoned by Mrs. To reverse the current situation, this "handsome" must not be me"

The purple goddess moved, remembering that Mei Sanniang waved her sickle to the outside of the hall to signal the imperial army to release arrows, Meidai frowned slightly, "You mean, Bai Yifei~'s target is here."

Han Ling nodded and stood up, took the wine bottle and glanced out the window. In the distance near Shuiyue Lane, a large number of guards holding arms and shields intersected with the soldiers of the White Armor Army. They were gradually led to both sides of the palace unintentionally, and a path was vacated in the twilight. , it is faintly visible that someone-shadow is moving.

As expected, Han Ling smiled lightly, "Sanniang, let the Imperial Armored Imperial Army guarding near the palace and your junior brothers not move with the army, and prepare a powerful crossbow to meet the enemy."

"Yes." When Mei Sanniang heard the words, she immediately left the hall.

Soon, I saw hundreds of black shadows moving around the side hall at the entrance of the palace, swarming towards the hall.

Han Ling smiled indifferently, and there was a sharp sound of breaking the air outside the palace. A large number of arrows fell like rain, shattering the tiles and breaking the wood, and continuously shot at the net killer who was moving near the palace gate. The wolf-toothed arrows of the Armored Forces are even more powerful than the refined crossbow arrows of the armor-piercing soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, and the wounded are hard to survive!

"what!"

In a hurry, someone was shot by an arrow. Accompanied by several shrill screams, a flash of light flashed in the twilight. Hundreds of trapped killers moved into the resistance room, and they couldn't stop sending the arrows flying, but it was difficult to get close to the palace for a while.

At this time, several pitch-black ice thorns suddenly swept away from the top of the palace gate, dissipating a frigid cold air. The roof of the main hall was smashed to pieces, and the rest of them shot incessantly.

Han Ling raised his eyebrows, and Bai Yifei shot.

Between the sound of horses' hooves, a figure with white hair and red clothes came riding from the ice thorns halfway up in the hall, pulling the reins and holding the sword, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked uncertainly at the wide open window in the hall.

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Han Ling looked at each other indifferently, shook the wine bottle with his hands behind him, and smiled slightly, "I remember there is a saying in the Book of Songs, called "How the night is, Ye Weiyang", the central person is all, the blood-clothed candidate is nicknamed "Weiyang". "Zi Shi rebelled, could it be that there is still the meaning of "the night is not over"?"

Bai Yifei stared at Han Ling with gloomy eyes, countless possibilities flashed in his heart, but he never expected that this King Han would stand here drinking and watching a play safe and sound!

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That's right, it's a play!This is a kind of calmness of the chess player who anticipates the enemy's opportunities.

Han Ling glanced at the dozens of snare killers not far from Bai Yifei, who gradually got rid of the arrow rain and moved closer to the palace, raised his eyebrows and continued to smile, "Unfortunately, this sentence from the Book of Songs seems to be a worthy minister. Poems advising kings to be diligent in their administration are somewhat ironic for the behavior of blood-robed waiting to choose good times and rebel at times.”

Bai Yifei squinted and looked at him coldly, and said, "Two ambitious people can never exist in one place, unless they have a common opponent, your strategy is indeed outstanding, but it's not enough to shock me so far, really To my surprise, you didn't get drunk with the poison of life, dream and death."

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"Oh?" Han Ling smiled slightly, looking at the net killer who had intersected with Mei Sanniang and the Imperial Guards, and said meaningfully, "I'm afraid there is more to your surprise than that."

Bai Yifei frowned tightly, stared at Han Ling, and suddenly realized that the aura of Withering Gu that he had seen in the past did not seem to be on him!If the Withered Gu has no Gu mother, it is difficult to get rid of it, how can there be no breath at this time.

The frown became tighter and tighter, and Bai Yifei suddenly felt a flame in his heart, thinking of a begonia-like figure, no wonder he wasn't poisoned!No wonder he knows his plans every time!

It turned out that he had never neutralized the Withered Gu at all, but instead took the opportunity to counteract the tide banshee. Since the beginning, he himself has been in the game set up by this King Han.

Bai Yifei's eyes were cold and cold, and a cold light gradually appeared in his narrowed eyes.

At this time, a sound of wind suddenly sounded not far from the hall. A young killer with two rapiers lightly flashed past Mei Sanniang's offensive. On the wooden eaves of the hall, he attacked Han Ling like a ghost. Several net killers followed.

Mei Sanniang frowned and shouted in a low voice, "Young Master, be careful!"

Han Ling indifferently glanced at the two rapiers that were attacking. The swords were light and fast, slamming sideways like ghosts. sword.

With a flick of the finger, the twins behind him turned around, the chain blade flew, and the swords of the two rapiers were locked immediately. It landed on the wooden eaves of the temple pavilion, and pulled the thin chain from left to right to lock the trapped killer in place.

Before the net killer could make a move, a flame hairpin swirled and drove them all back. A phantom in an orange-black flame skirt jumped out after the twins and landed in the hall. On the top, the slender fingers are lightly wrapped around the red hairpin, and the flame above is burning.

Yan Lingji, Bai Yifei's eyes became more gloomy, and he stared at Han Ling tightly. It seemed that things including Tian Ze had far exceeded his expectations from the beginning!

Bai Yifei took a deep look at Han Ling, and the Purple Girl and Concubine Yan who were still sitting in the banquet behind him. The mysterious Lu Xiaofeng still didn't know where he was. It seemed that the chances of winning were already slim today. To win!

At this point, the situation has to be shot!

Bai Yifei's eyes froze, and two ink-colored ice thorns quickly extended, sweeping towards Han Ling.

Han Ling smiled slightly, and the air of Longyou rushed out from behind him, turning into a golden crow in a blink of an eye, with iron claws like hooks, and a blue hot flame attached to it, dispelling the cold air, and easily shattered the ice. spine.

Before he could catch a breath, Golden Crow swirled in the air and rushed towards Bai Yifei unabated.

In the blink of an eye, there was a crisp sound, like ice shattering, Bai Yifei and the white horse under the seat turned into shattered ice crystals, wrapped in some broken reins and blood, and Bai Yifei's figure faintly flashed through the ice crystals in the sky.

Han Ling's expression changed, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a white-haired and red-clothed figure moving a few times on the ice crystal (Qian Hao), quickly escaping Longyou Jinwu's pursuit, and flew straight towards him, like a red shadow. A flash, fast and sharp.

But if you have a deep enough martial arts foundation, you can see that this huge momentum is just a false trick of temptation.

The attack was a few feet in front of Han Ling, and he could even clearly see the lines on the red sheathed sword, and the gloomy and fleeting vigilance in Bai Yifei's eyes. The other party seemed to be wary of Lu Xiaofeng who might appear beside him at any time. .

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The corner of Han Ling's mouth slowly hooked, and the wine bottle in his hand was lifted up.

Bai Yifei frowned, his life seemed to be on the line, but there was still no trace of fear on Han Ling's face, and there was even a leisurely smile on the corner of his mouth.

Is it because he doesn't know martial arts and thinks that Lu Xiaofeng, who hasn't appeared yet, is enough to block the false move at this near-kill distance, or is he trying to retreat the enemy falsely? The red scabbard of the sword shook, and it came out of the scabbard.

Find out what kind of situation it is!

Bai Yifei soon saw that Han Ling's drinking indifferently turned into a toast at some point, with the mouth of the glass facing outwards, and the wine inside had condensed into mysterious ice, which just stopped the sword.

A sharp cold air came out of the sword and hit the mysterious ice in the cup. The sound of "dang" was like a symphony of gold and iron, and it disappeared in an instant.

Bai Yifei's pupils suddenly shrank like needles, "You!"

Han Ling chuckled lightly with his hands behind his back, and suddenly there was no wind on his jacket.