Ye Li nodded and said, "That's good, you should spend more time on these people. Don't be careful. You are not those large-scale ordinary troops, so you don't have to participate in the battle on the front battlefield. Do you understand?"

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I am not understanding, we are not weaker than ordinary soldiers." It is indeed a very frustrating thing to learn a good skill but not be able to charge on the battlefield. Does the princess just hope they use it as spies to find out the news? Thinking of this, Qin Feng thought a little depressedly. Ye Li raised her eyebrows and said lightly: "You are indeed not weaker than ordinary soldiers. They are even many times stronger than them. But... if you fifty people get into the army, can you take one hundred?" Qin Feng was speechless, and there was no eyebrow in the chaos, and it was not as easy to determine the strength and weakness in the competition on the school field. Sometimes luck is equally important, and you are a strong person when you are alive.

No matter how high your martial arts are and how quick you are, you will become like a hedgehog when you shoot arrows. Ye Li looked at him and said, "You can't take one for a hundred, but training each of you costs a hundred times that of ordinary soldiers. Therefore, the battlefield you have to face is different from them. Maybe there is no magnificent waves of the front battlefield, but it will inevitably be even more shocking. Small-scale and high-intensity battles are what you have to do. I said earlier that tracking and lurking, reconnaissance behind enemy lines, hostage rescue, harassment and destruction, stealing intelligence, kidnapping and assassination, etc., you must do whatever ordinary soldiers cannot do. These are what you have to do, understand?"

Qin Feng pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "I understand."

"It's good to understand. After returning to Beijing this time, I will hand over the training methods and subjects to you. This time you are fully responsible. My requirement is that within five years, the number of Qilin people will reach 1,000."

Qin Feng was overjoyed. Although all his subordinates were elites, only fifty people seemed a little shabby. Qin Feng imagined that he was leading an elite team of thousands of people, and he felt that it was definitely not much worse than leading a thousand troops. He quickly said loudly: "Sir, obey the order and ensure that the task is completed!"

"Very good, step down."

After repelling Qin Feng and Lin Han, Mo Xiuyao looked at Ye Li with a smile and said, "I understand why Ali looks down on the secret guards of the Ding King's Mansion. Compared with Ali's people, the secret guards are far inferior. I am now starting to look forward to the day when the team Ali said will be in full." Ye Li glanced at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I have never looked down on the secret guards." Many people in the secret guards have extraordinary abilities. At most, she just thinks that using people like Ding King's Mansion is a waste of talent. Mo Xiuyao lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment: "Since Ali intends to expand the number of Qilin people, after returning to Beijing, let all the secret guards participate in the special training of Qilin. In the future, the secret guard system of the Ding King's Mansion will be abolished."

"Is this good?" Ye Li was also a little worried about Mo Xiuyao's quick decision. He especially remembered a sarcastic secret guard commander. Knowing Mo Xiuyao's decision, Mo Hua probably had her heart.

Mo Xiuyao smiled and played with her hair, saying, "What's wrong with it? Since there is a more advantageous method, why not use it?" Ye Li said, "Aren't the secret guards specially used to protect the master of the Ding Prince's Mansion?" Mo Xiuyao said, "Didn't you also say that there is also a guard in the Qilin mission? And this time they went to Beirong and they did a good job." It's really good. The people trained by Ye Li can fight and kill, speak well, act and pretend to be stupid, and they can disguise themselves and make a fool of themselves. Ye Li looked at him speechlessly, and it turned out that this was the idea.

"Your Majesty is really good at calculating." Ye Li glanced at him angrily. This look seemed to Mo Xiuyao as charming as a charming coquettish look. He moved his hand and pulled her into his arms and leaned over and kissed her.

With his lips and tongue tangled, Ye Li was almost breathless when he was kissed. Mo Xiuyao's big palms around made her sweet and delicate Yan Ranxia's body soft. Since Beirong came back, there have been many changes compared to Mo Xiuyao before. Since Ye Li was in a happy mood, he occasionally couldn't stand these changes. "Um... Bastard Mo Xiuyao, you... will you die if you don't feel estrus?" Mo Xiuyao smiled softly, and his slightly cold lips swam along her slender neck, spewing a slight warm breath, which made Ye Li's face even red. Bastard Mo Xiuyao! Ye Li's clear eyes and light mountains, raised his hand and wanted to hit him. Mo Xiuyao seemed to have expected that she would have this trick. He raised his hand and took the raised hand and held it in his hand and gently rubbed it, "A Li, don't you feel heartbroken if you hurt me?"

Ye Li rolled her eyes, raised her head and touched Mo Xiuyao's forehead. Mo Xiuyao looked at her and raised her eyebrows to express her confusion. Ye Li said lightly, "I don't have a fever, I just dream in broad daylight." Mo Xiuyao heard this, stunned on Ye Li's shoulder and laughed. After a while, he raised his head and said softly: "Ali is so cruel. Even if Ali doesn't feel sorry for me, she will worry that Ali's hands will hurt." Ye Li was powerless and was very uncomfortable with Mo Xiuyao's sudden slut. In the past, Mo Xiuyao would occasionally joke with her, saying what a lady is the husband, but after returning this time, Mo Xiuyao obviously became more interested in sticking her to her side. Sitting in Mo Xiuyao's arms, Ye Li asked softly: "Xiuyao, what's wrong with you?" Mo Xiuyao was stunned and smiled, "What's wrong with you? Does Ali hate being a husband?"

Ye Li looked at him with a quiet look, and the smile on Mo Xiuyao's face gradually faded. He hugged her in his arms again, took a deep breath before saying, "A Li, I'm a little scared..."

Ye Li's heart trembled. Although Mo Xiuyao always showed gentleness, Ye Li knew very well how proud he was. If he hadn't really been unable to bear it, he would not show his fragility in front of anyone. No, even if he really could not bear it, he would not show it in front of outsiders anymore.

"What's wrong?"

"When I heard the bloody battle in the Ding King's Mansion in Beirong... When I knew you had to deal with Mo Jingqi and those greedy powerful people, and still lead troops to fight, I regret... I regret..." I regret why I promised Mo Jingqi to go to Beirong. He insisted that Mo Jingqi would never dare to force him. Even... I regret why I didn't kill those people long ago. Every time when he remembered that he might lose her, the fear and murderous intent burst out in his heart made people want to destroy everything and things that he could see, "A Li... Fortunately you are fine..."
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