Make pirates into a game, sand sculpture players are crazy

Everything related to Han Fei flashed before Han Fei's eyes like a troupe performing on stage.

The whole process takes less than 1 minutes.

Han Fei's life has come to an end in that mirror.

The red-gold light of the bronze mirror dimmed and gradually disappeared...

Han Fei picked up the jug and poured wine into his mouth.

Zi Nu stepped forward and knelt down beside him.

Han Fei glanced at her and joked.

"Why, are you going to grab my flagon..."

Zi Nu shook her head with a smile, and gently put her hand on the jug in Han Fei's arms.

"I'll continue for you."

Zi Nu took the flagon and left.

Zi Nu and Wei Zhuang naturally didn't know what Han Fei saw in the bronze mirror.

The limitation of the bronze mirror is that only the owner of the printed blood can see his whole life.

But seeing Han Fei, who was usually fooling around and smiling happily, was so downcast.

Presumably, his future is one of regret and unwillingness to coexist.

Wei Zhuang didn't want to predict what his future would be like for the time being.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous... I thought that I could save South Korea, and I could make South Korea occupy 99% of the world."

"I never thought it would be like this, it's extremely ridiculous."

Han Fei's chest seemed to be pressed by a huge boulder. After being hoisted up, the boulder seemed to be thrown from the sky, smashing his ambitions, longings, and blood into his flesh and blood...

"Then what's your plan now...to stay in Korea, or to go to Qin and serve King Qin?"

Han Fei didn't know how to choose for a while.

South Korea has its own relatives, or to put it bluntly, South Korea has its own sister, Honglian.

There is also the forthcoming Quicksand organization.

The rest doesn't really matter.

As long as South Korea gets rid of the biggest moth, Ji Wuye and his like, clarifies the laws, and rectifies the atmosphere, it can still operate.

As for his father, he didn't want to take that position and leave it to his elder brother?
……

It was knowing his future direction that caused all his plans to be broken up.

It doesn't matter if I die, but I don't want Honglian to become the last Chilian because of me.

Han Fei actually felt a little headache at this moment, and felt that the nerves in his head were about to be crushed.

"Brother Shaoyang, Han Fei is very grateful for your help today. I will definitely repay you in the future."

"It's just that my brain doesn't seem to be able to accept this series of news so smoothly all of a sudden."

"I need time to make arrangements for my life again. Brother Shaoyang please give me some time."

Han Fei told Shaoyang solemnly.

Maybe I still can't let go of my own country.

Isn't it good to follow the first emperor Yingzheng Ma De? Why do you have to stay in this big-ass Korea?
Shaoyang wanted to say something more, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

"What about you, Brother Wei Zhuang, do you still want to know what your future is like?"

He looked at Wei Zhuang's silent look with his head down, and he had an answer in his mind.

"Then, Shaoyang will take his leave."

Shaoyang stood up and straightened his robes.

"Brother Shaoyang, where are you going? Why don't we stay in my other courtyard, and we can enjoy wine as a song and go out at night with candles."

Han Fei got up drunk.

Holding his forehead with one hand, he shook his head.

"Ninth Young Master, think carefully about what I said. If you want to protect the Taoyuan in your heart, you must have the power to destroy the coveted prying eyes."

As soon as he spoke, Shaoyang disappeared.

Han Fei turned to smile and sat down on the mat.

"What did I ask just now..."

Wei Zhuang and Han Fei had already remembered Shaoyang's words in their hearts.

……Dividing line……

Qin State.

A certain official road in the upper court.

"Sure enough, it is dozens of times more majestic than the Forbidden City at that time."

Wang Qichong has arrived outside the Qin Palace according to the map instructions given by his portable space.

Maybe it's because I don't have a good sense of direction, and I don't know which official road I'm on after searching for a long time.

(Mr. Wang, you have been to this place half an hour ago...)
(Mr. Wang, quickly find a high ground and show the brothers what the palace of our first emperor looks like...)
(Add [-] points for the upstairs, Mr. Wang, you have to be careful, if you are caught, you will be castrated, and we will be called princes in the future...)
(Laughing!!! You are so smart on the third floor...)
Wang Qichong knew that he was a road idiot, and he didn't have to worry about where to go when he was in Longguo.

When you get here, you have to take it easy everywhere.

Turning on the live broadcast, I just want netizens to help me see which way is right.

result……

What a bunch of powerful wrenches...

These roads all look similar, but there is a difference between this alley and that alley.

How do I know how long I've been around here...

Wang Qi rushed to check the time on the game watch.

It's already eleven o'clock, and it's been three hours in a daze

……

According to ancient times, this time is Sishi, and the ministers should go down no matter how bad they are...

Does Ying Zheng not eat...

This alley, and then through that alley...

Wang Qichong started walking along the map again.

Suddenly, in front of him, there was a carriage driving towards him.

"stop!"

I am... running away?

still is……

Wang Qichong did not leave.

The carriage is getting closer and closer. Judging from the specifications and shape of the carriage, it should be a certain prince or minister.

It should be Lu Buwei.

come well.

Wang Qi hooked the corner of his mouth.

"Bold! Who are you?!"

The voice of the eunuch driving the car was shrill and piercing. This sentence alone is even more dizzying than the disco music in that disco...

Wang Qichong didn't speak.

He looked at the clown indifferently.

"Ask you something!! Come here!"

"Little Shunzi."

The people in the carriage spoke.

Sure enough, this little Shunzi stopped barking immediately.

The ears are finally quiet...

The person in the carriage lifted the curtain, and it looked like a high-ranking official.

He became interested in Wang Qi Chong, and a large part of it was because of his disorganized clothes.

The people in the carriage were probably over fifty years old, but they were still full of energy.

Xiao Shunzi opened the car curtain for him, and then hurriedly knelt on the ground respectfully, for fear of being a step too late.

The man stepped on Xiao Shunzi's back and got out of the carriage.

"Bold, you actually don't kneel when you see an adult?!"

Xiao Shunzi yelled at Wang Qi.

"Lu Buwei?"

Wang Qi leaned against the wall and said in an extremely relaxed manner.

The surrounding soldiers immediately drew their swords and aimed at Wang Qichong.

"Master Xiangguo, such a vulgar and rude barbarian, I will go up for you and teach him a lesson."

"Wait a minute,"

Lu Buwei is a rogue-eyed, scheming man, but he also cherishes his talent.

Therefore, although he psychologically resists these people who are rude to him.

He was a businessman in his early years, and he knew that if he could endure a moment of anger and recruit a talent for his own use, it would not be a loss-making business.

What is more valuable than gold these days?

That is the wise counselor!