The only player in Daqin

Han Ling smiled, clapped the folding fan in his hand, looked at the blue water, and said leisurely, "Since it's called Qijue, it's the eyes and ears of the Seven Kingdoms, and the waves that will be shocked in the future will not only be in Xinzheng."

The old man Tang Qi nodded slowly and thoughtfully, and said seriously, "Young master has a long-term vision and plans for a rainy day. You should really care about this."

Fushou thought for a while, and said in a deep voice, "I just want to set eyes and ears in other countries, but there are two major difficulties. One is manpower. There are many disciples of Qijuetang in South Korea, and their eyeliner can be spread all over the capital Xinzheng, but if you look at the seven countries, they will It's just a drop in the bucket"

"The second is strength. The disciples in the hall are indeed first-class in inquiring about information, but there is a major drawback, that is, there are few outstanding strengths, some places are difficult to mix in, and some people can't follow."

Han Ling smiled slightly and said, "These two major difficulties are ultimately due to the lack of manpower, and it is best to have some capable manpower."

"In a chaotic world, human life is like grass, and the most important thing is people. Whether it is a talented person in the rivers and lakes, or a prisoner of death in various countries, it is inevitable for Qijuetang to absorb a large number of these people if it wants to grow bigger."

The old man Tang Qi frowned slightly, and hesitantly said, "But if a large number of people are recruited, it is inevitable that spies from other forces will be mixed in. Even if you don't give the son a secret intelligence method, it will be a big disaster."

Han Ling smiled mysteriously and said, "Although the spies don't write their identities on their faces, they can't escape my eyes. When they recruit a certain number of people, just let me take a look. I have a way to distinguish these people."

Tang Qi's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile, "Young Master really can do what ordinary people can't. If you can exclude spies, the only thing that can be considered is that these people are mixed, how to control them?"

Han Ling smiled slightly and said, "So, I have prepared two helpers for you, they should have already arrived."

As soon as the words fell, the two figures fell lightly like feathers on the bridge from above the alley and pavilion, Yan Lingji lightly folded her arms and glanced at...  

The two were dressed in black and the other in white, with a few feathers inlaid on their shoulders, it was Mo Ya and Bai Feng.

Mo Ya cupped his hands and bowed his head slightly, "Young Master, Barren Mountain has been selected."

Han Ling nodded and said with a smile, "Black Crow has served as the Hundred Birds Commander for many years in the dark, and he knows very well how the General's Mansion trains Hundred Bird Killers. As long as these recruited people find a secret place to hone them, then they will be able to handle it. one use"

The old man Tang Qi said sternly, "It's foolproof. With your son's secret intelligence method, it will be the Six Kings Palace in the future. I believe it will not be able to escape the eyes and ears of Qijuetang. I will definitely not let the son down."

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After a while, the old man Tang Qi took someone to leave, and the bridge became quiet again for 2.4 hours. The blue waves below were flickering, and the moonlight was shining on it. Gradually, you could see the dark stones and silver carp in the clear water.

Han Ling looked back and chuckled, "Let's go back too"

Yan Lingji pursed her lips and said "yes"

The two walked over the tortuous wooden bridge and turned back on the original road. There was no longer a single light in the houses on both sides of the street.

Although it is much better than the slums in the West City, it is not as rich as the East City. Except for the occasional sight of three or two soldiers patrolling the night in the city, no one will be still on the street at this hour.

Han Ling suddenly frowned slightly, pulled Yan Lingji to a stop, and hid in the alley. .

One hundred and fifty-four chapters of heaven and earth must be killed [second more]

At the entrance of the alley, I saw three figures flashed by and disappeared, and landed in a corner of the house in the market, lurking in the dark.

Judging from his refined behavior, it was exactly the same. It should be a killer trained by a certain force, but for some reason, he had to pick a few ordinary soldiers who were patrolling the night.

Soon, a few White Armored soldiers who were patrolling the night passed by the house with lanterns, and the three assassins lurking in the dark suddenly shot with the gesture of the leader. The movements were swift and neat.

The heavy object fell to the ground, and the three killers quickly began to take off the soldiers' clothes and put on them, changing their faces.

Han Ling's heart moved, looking at the leader with pale beard and hair, the information of the appraisal technique appeared in front of him quickly.

Name: Lu Goujian (level 78, old, all attributes reduced)

Identity: Net Killer

Abilities: Sword stabbing, Lightweight, Breathing

属性：力量67（原为69），敏捷73（原为76），体质60（原为66），魅力65（原为70）

Note: Luo Net, an organization of killers in the Qin Dynasty, known as the Net of Heaven and Earth, is pervasive, and the killers have spread all over the seven countries.

Luo Wang, Han Ling raised his eyebrows slightly and let out a chuckle. It really was the killer sent by Qin. He came really fast, but only sending a first-class killer here would be too contempt for Korea, or maybe there are other accomplices. .

Thoughts flashed in the flash of lightning, he gestured to Yan Lingji, and then he shrank to an inch, and in a flash, he was in front of the old killer named Lu Goujian, and the infuriating energy of the folding fan in his hand was like a lightning flash.

Lu Goujian suddenly saw a figure, his eyes were frightened, the short sword quickly blocked, and he was about to retreat, but suddenly he felt the cold coming, and the short sword in his hand was covered with a layer of mysterious ice. Lost in color, I only had time to exclaim, "You...!"

Xuan Bing suddenly froze it, Han Ling smiled lightly, and retracted the folding fan.

At this time, there was a muffled hum from above the street and house, and the heavy object fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, and the phantom of the phosphorous fire fell lightly beside him, and the pink lips lightly blew out the flames that lingered around the fingertips.

Han Ling looked at the two first-class snare killers who were powerless lying on the ground, chuckled, slowly squatted down, and took out two Veritaserum Pills. These two killers had mediocre internal strength and should be able to gain something. , folded his chin a little, flexed his fingers and flicked the pill into the mouths of the two snare killers in front of him, and gave them a sip of alcohol.

A moment later, the faces of the two arrested killers suddenly became red and hot, their pupils gradually dilated, and they fell into a drowsiness.

Han Ling asked casually, "What is your mission?"

"Assassination of King Han"

"Stealing the Eight Swords of the King of Yue and the Secret Treasure of Fire Rain"

Han Ling Meifeng picked up the Eight Swords of the King of Yue and the Secret Treasure of Fire Rain, but he didn't expect to learn an unexpected answer from the second snare killer. To say that he knew that turning his soul and destroying his soul was in his hands, he was still thinking about it. After all, after thinking about it, only the dead eunuch Zhao Gao met in Qianlongtang Yibao.

After thinking about it, he continued to ask, "How many people did you send to participate in this matter this time?"

"Seven people... Heaven kills the earth, all of them exist"

Han Ling rubbed his chin, and there is absolutely nothing left of it. That is to say, there are still celestial-level snare killers hiding in this Xinzheng. Judging from this first-class killer called Lu Goujian, the heavens The strength of the word-level killer is definitely not weak, maybe he is quite famous.

His eyes played with taste, "The last question, who is this Heavenly Killer?"

"Black and white... Xuan Jian"