Han Fei, one of the seven sons of the pre-Qin period, was a master of the Legalists in the Warring States Period. He was also a student of Xun Qing like Li Si. He was knowledgeable, capable, superhuman, and quick-witted. He wrote many famous works, which left valuable ideological assets for later generations.

Of course, Han Fei is not as famous as his later generations, and this world is "Nine Songs of Heaven" rather than official history, and there are many differences.

Although Han Fei is currently famous in the circle of powerful people in the Seven Kingdoms because of his articles, after all, he is just the Ninth Prince who has just finished his study tour and returned to South Korea, and has no power or money.

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It's late at night.

A full moon hangs high, and the moonlight shines like frost and snow, sprinkling on the long street, adding a few different charms to this long street full of ancient charm.

It is already midnight, and the entire Xinzheng City is peaceful and quiet. Except for the soldiers patrolling the city, everyone seems to have fallen asleep.

If there are still bright lights, there is probably only the red and pink rafted place of "Zi Lanxuan".

"Zi Lan Xuan" has always been a good place to go, with fine wine, beauty, food, and beautiful scenery... All the pleasures in the mortal world are available, and all are missing. Extremely see, smell, listen, taste, and touch the five flavors. If you have enough money, this place will be a paradise on earth.

A young man with a lantern was shaking out of Zilan Xuan.

The young man has thick eyebrows, deep and somewhat blurred peach blossom eyes, three-dimensional facial features, and a handsome man. In addition, his gorgeous clothes and outstanding temperament, he can tell at a glance that he is a romantic figure among the princes and nobles.

Perhaps after drinking some wine, the little song in the young man's mouth had already run away, walking slightly drunk, and his steps were also messy. He looked up at the cold moon in the sky, and a smile could not help but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After returning from studying abroad, I found that the powerful officials in this country were all frivolous people.

My father is incompetent and incompetent. In peacetime, he may still be a successful king. But now that the seven countries are competing for power, if they don’t pay attention, they will be in danger of the country being destroyed and the family being destroyed.

The entire South Korea is shrouded in a deep layer of night, blocking all the light and future.

He was nostalgic for this place of storm all day long, and finally found a hole that could tear open the night.

Ghost soldiers borrowed the way!!

Zi didn't say that he was a strange power and a mess of gods. Although he advocated the Legalists, his mentor was a Confucian master. He still knew this.

There are no ghosts and gods in the world, only the mediocre people disturb them.

He did not believe in the so-called "ghost soldiers borrowed the way". He knew that behind the disappearance of the 100,000 military pay, there was a big hand that was controlling everything.

He took over the case from Prime Minister Zhang Kaidi, and once the case is solved, Zhang Kaidi will recommend him to the position of Si Kou in front of his father.

At that time, we will have a certain ability to cure this corrupt South Korea.

However, this "ghost soldiers borrowed the way" case involves the biggest cancer in South Korea. If he was only alone, he would be caught in the vortex for a moment, even if he had the identity of the Ninth Prince, he might be crushed to pieces.

Fortunately, he has found a partner.

The grandson of Zhang Kaidi, the prime minister, was gentle, elegant, free and unruly, and was also extremely smart.

The master of "Zi Lan Xuan", Zi Nu, has a strong martial arts skills and possesses Zi Lan Xuan, a place of romance and moon, and can collect important information from South Korea and even the six countries.

The last one is the descendant of Guigu, a disciple of Zongheng, and Weizhuang. This man is very skilled in martial arts, which also gives him an unfathomable feeling.

If there are these three people helping each other, they will have the ability to play with that secret big hand.

As I thought about it, I couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

With a "bang", Han Fei burst into tears immediately and rubbed his forehead, saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Without a response, I looked up and couldn't help but laugh. It turned out to be a wooden pillar.

Just as he was about to continue walking forward, he couldn't help but feel a chill from the soles of his feet, which shot straight into the sky, causing goose bumps all over his body.

On the originally quiet and empty long street, countless gloomy smog suddenly appeared, spreading and ghostly aura.

The drunkenness in Han Fei's eyes immediately scattered and empty, but he saw the distorted changes of the haze, and ghosts appeared out of thin air. The ghosts were scattered all over, their eyes were exposed, their swords were held, and their bodies were illusory, between reality and falsehood, as if they were evil ghosts rushing out of the Nine Nether Purgatory.

"Could this be the ghost soldier?"

If he were ordinary people, he would have been shattered at this time and even became unconscious. Han Fei was not afraid at all, but instead widened his eyes, wanting to see what the mystery was.

call out!

While Han Fei was staring, he saw an arrow flying towards him, which was astonishingly fast and pressed against his cheek. The strong wind hangs, and his face hurts. Finally, a "snatch" sound shot on the previous wooden pillar, and the arrow still trembles.

A ghost shadow floating in the air flashed out of thin air and suddenly appeared in front of Han Fei. The two swords in his hand flashed, and a sharp sword light passed under the moonlight, with a powerful evil spirit.

Han Fei had never practiced martial arts at all, and with the rush of alcohol, he could not dodge and looked at the sword slashing towards his head.

At this moment, a chain snake soft sword was wrapped around the ghost's arm. When the chain snake soft sword was pulled, the ghost immediately flew out.

At the same time, a purple figure appeared in front of Han Fei like a terrifying geese.

Han Fei saw the person's face clearly and smiled and said, "I knew Miss Zi would definitely come to save me."

The person who came was graceful and beautiful. If he was not Zi Nu, the owner of Zi Lanxuan, who else could he be?

The purple girl snorted lightly and said, "You're going to lose your life, you can still laugh."

While they were talking, seven or eight ghosts, holding two swords, had already come to kill them.

These ghost swordsmanship are good and not too clever, but their figures are erratic, between the real and the real, and with a large number, it is a bit tricky.

The purple girl was not in a hurry at all and danced the chain snake soft sword. The chain snake soft sword immediately rotated like a top, resisting all the ghost's attacks.

Although she had to consider Han Fei who knew nothing about martial arts at all, Zi Nu was still at ease. Her posture was graceful and graceful, floating like a floating cloud, but it was full of bizarre charm, which made people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

"Brother Nine knows that Miss Zi will come to save you, do you know I will come?"

A string of silver bells sounded, but a girl in a pink dress came over, holding a long sword in her hand, which was eccentric but full of nobility.

"Honglian, why are you here?"

Han Fei widened his eyes, but he was even more surprised than seeing the ghost soldiers. He shook his head again and shouted quickly: "No, Honglian, leave here quickly."

He didn't know Honglian's three-legged cat kung fu, so he could only bully this weak scholar who knew how to do martial arts.

Staying here will cause trouble.

"Hmph, Brother Ninth, you don't look down on others." Princess Honglian snorted, then smiled sweetly, with a hint of pride in her beautiful smile: "Master said, "You should treat me with admiration for three days, so you should take a look at me."

After the words fell, Princess Honglian's feet slid a little, and her graceful figure whirled half apart in the air. With a "clang", the long sword was unsheathed and had already stabbed it with a sword.

This sword did not have a sharp murderous intent. The stern sword light gave people a beautiful artistic conception, like the smile at the corner of a beautiful woman's mouth and the brilliant sea of ​​flowers in spring.

As the sword stabbed out, the ghost who was facing the sword was stunned. When he reacted again, the tip of the sword was only a short distance from the eyebrows.

The ghost was busy lifting his sword to block it, but it was too late.

With a "swish", the sword tip pierced into the ghost shadow. The ghost shadow roared into the sky, and suddenly turned into a ball of black mist, spreading, but leaving behind several black feathers.

"A man should treat him with admiration for three days after leaving. Although he doesn't know who your master is, he is quite right."

Han Fei's mouth twitched, and his coquettish sister suddenly became a martial arts master, which was really shocking. He suddenly shuddered and murmured to himself: "Don't let her know. I'll use the necklace she gave me to exchange for wine, otherwise it would be miserable."

After these days of practice, Honglian's martial arts has gone up several levels, and has sharp ears and eyes. He can see extremely far and small things, and can also hear extremely weak and faint sounds.

Her beautiful eyes looked over, stomped her feet, and said coquettishly: "Okay, so you took my necklace to exchange for wine. Han Fei, wait, I will definitely twist your ears off later."

Han Fei covered his head with a look of despair: "It's over, it's over, it's over."

Zi Nu no longer wanted to see the two brothers and sisters playing tricks, and shouted to Honglian opposite: "Princess, hurry up and take action with me to solve these weird things." She could solve them alone, but she was a little troublesome.

Princess Honglian stuck out her tongue playfully, her face blushed a little, and said, "I only learned one move, and after using this move, I didn't have much strength."

Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief, while Zi Nu frowned slightly.

"But I have another move." Princess Honglian patted her chest. Although she was young, she was already convex and surging, causing a surge of waves. She said proudly: "And my move is very powerful, so it must be effective."

"What?"

"Master! Come and save the duck!" Princess Honglian shouted in a coquettish voice. It didn't look like a life-saving person, but it was a bit like a classic line from a kid wearing a hat in a certain anime in later generations: "Go, Pikachu."

After shouting this, Princess Honglian looked around vigilantly, then covered her forehead with her hands, like a frightened little rabbit.

Then, Princess Honglian felt a flash in front of her, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of her. The man quickly stretched out his hands, pinched her fat cheeks, and pulled them left and right, making her face a little red, and then she was fine.

Princess Honglian's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and the mist was misty. She said aggrievedly: "Master, you used to be bounced on your forehead, why are you cheating this time?" Every time you make him angry or do something wrong, he will be in a head-breaking situation, but this time she doesn't play according to the rules.

Xia Yunmo smiled and said, "Actually, it's comfortable to pinch your face. Also, it's midnight now, don't yell, as it will affect others' rest."

"I know, I know."

Xia Yunmo then turned around and looked at the few ethereal and blurry ghost shadows, his eyes filled with divine thoughts, as if he had the ability to break through all mysteries.

After a moment, he took a breath slightly, and then suddenly vomited. A flying sand and stones were whimpering, and the dust on the ground even rolled up and swept with the wind.

At the same time, several invisible wind blades cut towards one of the ghosts.

The ghost fire in the ghost's eyes twitched, revealing humanized emotions. It was hard to say whether it was fear, timidity or something else. The ghost's hands danced into a gorgeous ball of light, trying to block the wind blade.

But there was a crisp sound from the jingling sound, and several gaps appeared in the long sword. Then it suddenly broke into two pieces, while the remaining two wind blades were accurately cut into the ghost's body.

The ghost shadow roared like a roar, shrill and terrifying, captivating the soul, and then it filled with black air, turning into more than ten crows and flying all over the sky.

As this ghost shadow dissipated, other ghost shadows quickly collapsed and dispersed invisible.

"Wait a minute."

Xia Yunmo looked up at the dozen crows. The dozen crows that were pitch black into the night were actually circling in the air with great spirituality and did not dare to fly away.

There was even more red blood, which kept dripping from the crow.

"I let you go twice, don't you even say anything to thank you?"
To be continued...