"What do you think of this person, Suzuki-kun?"

Yuan Wuyi turned his head slightly, but he was facing the kimono woman who was kneeling behind her with her head slightly lowered and kneeling!

After hearing this, the "woman" raised his head expressionlessly, but his eyes were staring at the head of the warrior who had just been cut off by Xuan Yin. "Lord, this person is too rude, why don't you let me kill him just now?"

The woman said, "The woman" turned out to be a pure male voice. "She" raised her hand and took off the beautiful and vivid human skin mask on her face, revealing a face that belonged to the boy. It was the general Suzuki Hayato under Yuanwuyi. But there was a sense of hostility surrounding his beautiful eyebrows, which made people dare not look directly at him.

"Kill him?" Yuan Wuyi smiled and shook his head, "What's the benefit of killing him now?"

"But, the lord agreed to Dongqi's prince..."

"Did I agree?" Yuan Wuyi patted his shoulder and stood up, "I obviously just agreed to introduce Master Guixin to him."

Is there any difference? Suzuki Hayato was about to ask a question, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He suddenly realized: the condition for the lord to form an alliance with the prince is to kill King Chen, but he pushed the responsibility of killing to Guixin. It would be fine if it succeeds, but if it fails, what can the prince do to the lord?

However, the alliance with King Chen pointed the finger at Goguryeo.

He knew that Goguryeo was just a cover, and the lord's real intention was to go to Dongqi!

Therefore, no matter which side wins the battle between the prince and the prince, the original meaning is the winner, but the benefits obtained from it are different in size.

He suddenly realized, "So that's it. There will be one injury when two tigers fight each other. The lord wants to sit in the mountain and watch the tiger fight so that he can reap the benefits of the fisherman!"

Yuan Wuyi nodded in approval, but his brow did not let go because of this, "Suzuki, how do you think King Chen compares with the prince?"

Prince, Hayato Suzuki frowned. The prince gave him a too vicious look and was a ruthless character who was very difficult to meet.

And for King Chen.

As a samurai who has mastered the fast sword to the extreme, Suzuki Hayato had to admit that the sword of Khengyin was very fast.

Even better than yourself.

He is a person with an extremely strong competitive spirit, and Xuan Yin's performance has made him list him as his opponent.

Such a competitive spirit kept his back straight forever, "As the lord said, King Chen is indeed an opponent worthy of all his efforts."

Yuan Wuyi nodded, but he had some other thoughts in his heart. Although he had no intention of participating in Dongqi's battle for the throne, he needed someone he could trust to stay in Yanjing and always pay attention to Xuan Yin's movements for himself.

He looked at his confidant general, a boy who had become a nightmare for all Japanese warriors, although he was only sixteen years old.

"Suzuki Jun, this time I asked you to be a maid to get close to King Chen, in order to keep you in Yanjing, and then wait for an opportunity to approach him and become his confidant."

Hayato Suzuki looked firmly at the person in front of him, his teacher, who was also the one he vowed to be loyal to, "Yes!"

Yuan Wuyi nodded with satisfaction, and he remembered something again, "Suzuki, how about your hidden disease that relapses once a month?"

This hidden disease seems to have occurred since he was born, but since he met his lord, he has improved much better with his help, but it will occur once a day a month.

Satoshi Suzuki said, "Thank you for your concern. This disease is not serious and will not affect your plan."

Yuan Wuyi ordered: "Remember to take medicine on time every month, and go to Huizi when there is no medicine. Oh, she is called Yue Ji now."

Suzuki Hayato performed a standard samurai ceremony, "Yes!"

Yuan Wuyi nodded, but he looked a little tired after relief. He said in a mute voice, "You should think about how to get close to him first. A person who is so powerful with martial arts alone will not be able to reach his current position. This Chen Wang is very dangerous."

After saying that, he seemed a little tired, and his spine, which had been straightening, leaned on the back of the seat with fatigue.

Seeing Yuan Foyi slowly closing his eyes, Suzuki Hayato also quietly retreated.

At this time, the sun outside the house had set, and only the afterglow was left covering the earth. Shirato Suzuki leaned against the big tree and seemed to be thinking about the original meaning. His face was hidden in the shadow of the big tree, and it was not real.

The tired birds returned to their nests, and a group of flying birds flew over Suzuki Hayato's head with their wings. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand, and several silver lights flew out from his sleeves, swirling straight into the sky, emitting dazzling light in the setting sun.

A few shrill birds cries crossed the sky, and the leading birds that had just flew past were already falling straight towards the ground like kites with broken strings. The remaining big birds in the sky kept chirping and hovering in the sky, and never left for a long time.

This is the hidden weapon that Suzuki Hayato has been hiding in his sleeve just now. When he was about to shoot it out at Xuan Yin, he was stopped by Yuanmuyi, causing the murderous aura to be condensed in his heart. Only then did he use these unlucky ashes to dissolve the hostility in his heart.

After using this move, Suzuki Hayato obviously became much more relaxed. When he thought of the task ordered by his lord, he stuck out his tongue and gently licked his upper lip.

King Chen, next time you fight against Guixin, you have to save your life.

Because I will take your life!

The main street of Yanjing is on the most prosperous area.

At this time, Yue Luo was walking on the way back to Luoyue Tower with two new bodyguards.

The two brothers, with exactly the same faces, were holding swords in their chests, guarding around the moon set. The group was walking on the street like this, to be honest, it was indeed a bit eye-catching.

In fact, she originally wanted to go out alone, but these two people had to follow anything they said. Yue Luo was so entangled that she lost her temper and could only take these two overly competent bodyguards out.

But now, she regrets it.

Not to mention how eye-catching they have been along the way, the gaze they received along the way has already made her unable to digest it.

Just as she was holding her forehead, she suddenly felt that her sleeve seemed to be pulled by someone. When she looked back, she saw that it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, dressed in a torn manner, and her face was dirty, and she only looked at her pitifully with her big eyes.

"Miss, have you ever seen a little boy who is so tall, round, white, and very beautiful?"

While she gestured vividly, she looked at her with hopeful eyes. Yue Luo was about to shake her head regretfully, but suddenly remembered the special habit that Yuyan told her that day.

It’s not her fault for being sensitive, she just knows that there will be no such many coincidences in this world.

Yue Luo pulled her to the side of the road and began to strike indirectly, "How old is the little boy you asked about?"

"My brother was only twelve years old last month." The little girl replied honestly.

"Where did you come from? What are your parents doing when you come to Beijing?"

Maybe it was because Yue Luo's temperament was quiet and approachable, or maybe it was because the first time I saw such a fairy-like sister, the girl said it all without reservation.

"My brother and I fled from Xuzhou. My father and mother starved to death on the way. My brother and I were lost outside Yanjing City. While I was begging for food, I met a kind-hearted aunt. She told me that a group of boys were locked up in a family and had been sent to the capital. I hadn't eaten for many days. I was so hungry."

The girl burst into tears at the end of her speech. Yue Luo had a vague guess in her heart that the girl's younger brother was very likely to be sent to Tong Jia's mansion, and the family she mentioned was very likely to be the "next home" that "supply" to Tong Jialian.

Yue Luo looked at the girl, hesitating in her heart whether to tell her the truth, but the truth was too cruel after all.

She seemed to see her former self through the girl's clear eyes. Such hatred is not something a little girl can afford. She doesn't want this little girl to be driven by hatred to slowly become her current self.

Yue Luo smiled softly at the girl, "Little girl, can I take you to have something delicious?"

The little girl looked at her in a daze, nodded again. Yue Luo rubbed her messy hair and smiled, "Good boy."

She mocked herself that she still had a little talent for trafficking in children, so she took the little girl back to Luoyue Tower.

But she was always depressed and uncomfortable. Is this heavy case finally about to begin?

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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