The establishment of Hongtangtian did not add much joy to Qin Yuan's heart. Although Hongtangtian, who was homeless at this time, seemed to have nowhere to go, and seeking refuge with him should be the best choice, but Qin Yuan did not realize that Hongtangtian was homeless at this time.

After all, there are still more than forty ancient warriors left in Tianmen. For the small number of ancient warriors in Qinhuangmen, the lack of ancient warriors is a big hidden danger. After all, no matter how strong you are, you can't watch Hong Tiantang every day, right?

After thinking about this, Qin Yuan asked Qu Lunye to follow him with more than forty ancient warriors from Hongtianmen. He thought that with a seventh-level warrior beside him, these ancient warriors who were several levels behind him in strength would

Warriors should be honest.

Moreover, he also promoted Wu Chengye, who took the initiative to surrender. Although he looked like he was worried about his family and did not dare to die, his cleverness still made Qin Yuan fond of him. After all, under the guidance of this person, Emperor Qin

In fact, the sect has lost a lot of members. No matter how good Qin Yuan is in fighting, he will never be able to wipe out the entire Hongtian Clan in one fell swoop!

After cleaning up the bodies outside the north gate, Qin Yuan took Qu Lunye and others and rushed to the west gate without stopping. Although the west gate is now as peaceful as the bright moon, the newly discovered fighting scenes outside the city and the three new cemeteries also made the

Qin Yuan and others couldn't calm down. The west of the city faced Wuning County directly, which was Huang Shijie's territory. There was no reason why Qinhuang Gate should not be on guard against Huang Shijie.

Speaking of which, the biggest hidden danger to Qinhuangmen at this time should be Helan Rongle who was forced to retreat to the Governor's Mansion. After this man and his soldiers saw his wife's headless body, he became furious and planned to fight to the death with Qinhuangmen.

, if it weren't for the help of a few cronies around him, the first person Qin Yuan would kill tonight might be Helan Hui.

Although Helan Rongle did well in practicing the dual swords with Song Guojun, it was already the old emperor's calendar. Once Song Guojun died, all Helan Rongle's efforts in the past two months were in vain, and he was forced to practice dual swords.

Combining a pair of stones is already very energy-consuming, and even more so

Not to mention the difficult-to-control cultivation methods such as yin and yang dual cultivation, Helan Rongle almost forced his sick body to practice. Now that Song Guojong is dead, his efforts have been in vain. Such stimulation has caused Helan Rongle's already poor body to

Even more worrying.

This was also the reason why he was willing to wait until Song Qitian led his people south to make peace. Only by attacking from inside and outside could he win. This was also Helan Rongle's plan. However, the sudden invasion of strong wind and sand interrupted everything that Helan Rongle didn't know. The strong wind blew

People, Fengsha closed his eyes, no matter how persevering Helan Rongle was, he had to admit in the end that he had missed the best opportunity. It was not until Qin Yuan killed Song Qitian that Helan Rongle in the governor's mansion heard the news. At this time, he had completely

It’s over!

At this time, the Governor's Mansion was still shrouded in wind and sand. Although the force of the wind and sand was much smaller than before, the doors and windows were still closed tightly to prevent the sand from invading. The surroundings were surrounded by the crisp sound of wind and sand hitting the glass, which made me feel confused.

Helan Rongle was sitting in a wing, pouring wine alone.

A stroke of genius, the marriage with Hongtianmen, and the plan that prompted Song Guohong to lead his people were all in vain. In a state of confusion, Helan Rongle, who had never drank alcohol before, could not help but ask his subordinates to serve as his personal attendants.

He Lanshou went to the governor's office to ask for a few bottles of liquor to drown his sorrows.

Just when Helan Rongle was drinking to drown his sorrows and became slightly tipsy, a woman's voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"President Helan, please come with me?"

"Who are you?"

Helan Rongle frowned and looked at the beautiful figure that appeared outside the window. He stood up from the ground unsteadily. However, after two small glasses of strong wine, Helan Rongle was already feeling a little dizzy. The beautiful woman in front of him seemed to be like a child.

In front of Helan Rongle.

That graceful figure and cold eyes seemed to remind Helan Rongle of his wife who had just died tragically. Helan Rongle, who was trembling all over, opened the door excitedly and saw the face of a beauty who was equally handsome but with a completely different style.

"Who are you?"

Helan Rongle screamed, most of the alcohol on his body disappeared, and he looked at the woman in front of him in horror. The woman had an oval face, a long chin, beautiful facial features, and long hair. Except for the clothes she wore, she did not seem to be from the Central Plains, and the rest of her features were not.

She had a certain charm of oriental women, but it was a pity that those eyes were full of desire, which made Helan Rongle not like it very much.

"The little girl's name is Qing'er. She is a maid in this mansion. My wife wants to discuss something important with you. I wonder if President Helan is interested?"

The woman in black kimono slung her sword across her body, placed her hands on her lower abdomen, and saluted in a low voice. Helan Rongle curled his lips, suddenly pulled out the folding fan from his waist, threw it open with a "pop" sound, and looked at

Looking at the woman in front of him, he gently pulled the shaft of the folding fan in his hand, and a row of sharp blades appeared on Helan Rongle's folding fan.

Shaking the folding fan covered with sharp blades in his hand, Helan Rongle placed the sharp blade in front of Qing'er's cheek, glanced at the short knife at Qing'er's waist, and sneered:

"Although I have drunk some wine, my mind is still sober. You are definitely not a maid from the governor's office, let alone a member of China. You are wearing a black kimono, and you must be from Japan. I heard that you are where you are.

I'm the best at cheating, sneaking around, and sneaking in under disguise, but you're here to assassinate me?"

"President Helan's eyes are indeed very good!"

Qing'er smiled slightly, took off her plain white dress, revealing the black kimono underneath, held the waist knife in her hand, and said warmly:

"We are the Japanese warrior group invited by the assassin this time to help him get rid of the dissidents around him. Now that the Qinhuangmen has publicly announced that it will occupy Guyuan City as a stronghold, our assassin is very unhappy.

I hope that I can use the power of President Helan to get rid of Qin Yuan. Of course, if the president is worried about Qin Yuan's revenge and endures the hatred of killing his wife, the little girl can only go back and report to the assassin, Helan

It’s already over!”

"What did you say?"

Hearing the words "Helan Club is over", Helan Rongle suddenly had veins popping out. Holding a folding fan in his hand, he stared at Qing'er in front of him. His eyes were bloodshot, and his already thin body looked even more elite and twisted.

Looking at Qing'er in front of him with an expression, he murmured:

"Will Helan be doomed? Will Helan be a fool? I am not the dandy in Helan Rongyue's mouth, let alone the king of subjugation in the eyes of my uncle. I, Helan Rongle, want to revitalize the Helan Society, and I, Helan Rongle, want to make

Helan will be passed down from generation to generation, whether Helan will be finished, whether Helan will be finished!"

Saying this, Helan Rongle suddenly grabbed Qing'er's clothes in front of him, pulled her and pressed her forehead against Qing'er's head, and said through gritted teeth:

"Go, take me to meet Lord Assassin. This Guyuan City is the territory of our Helan Society. When will it be the Qinhuangmen's turn to make the decision?"

"OK!"

Qing'er smiled slightly, a sneer flashed across her cherry lips covered with red lipstick. She turned around, reached out to hold Helan Rongle's hand, and moved forward silently. After a while, the door of a small room opened, and an oil lamp appeared.

Appeared in front of Helan Rongle.

The oil lamp burned silently, and an unpleasant smell of lamp oil filled Helan Rongle's mouth and nose, but Helan Rongle didn't care. He staggered into the room, looked at Li Pingju who was sitting in the center of the room, and fell to his knees directly.

, said respectfully to Li Ping:

"I have heard that Young Master Li came to my Guyuan City to take up a post, and he used the pretext of entering the customs to practice. I have never met him in person. Now that I see you again, the sun is setting and the breath is dying. Thank you for not being disgusted by me, but you can still assassinate the messenger in front of me.

The adults and the little ones are so frightened that they still hope to be able to lead the horses and saddles for the adults, and they are tired from running around!"

"Hahaha, everyone says that President Helan is a cold-faced scholar, but now that I see him, it's completely different!"

Li Pingju laughed loudly and looked at the blushing Helan Rongle in front of him. The smile on his face was filled with the confidence of a superior. Naturally, Helan Rongle, who was now trapped in Qinglong Valley, did not dare to show off like before. He just laughed twice and raised his head.

Looking at Li Pingju, he said:

"I don't know if Lord Assassin summoned me late at night, what advice can you give me?"

"Actually, I don't have much advice. I just want to get close to Mr. Helan. After all, Guyuan City is no longer the original Guyuan City. No matter how deep the grudge between you and me is, can it still be worth the domineering Qinhuangmen? But

He is just a military general, why do you dare to act so arbitrarily? In Guyuan City, I, the assassin, am still alive!"

Li Pingju smiled indifferently, looked at Helan Rongle in front of him, picked up a goose-yellow porcelain bottle from the black wooden table in front of him, then took out two exquisite small porcelain cups from the saucer next to him, and then put these two exquisite

He placed the small porcelain cup in front of Helan Rongle and himself. He gently poured out the rice wine from the goose-yellow porcelain bottle, then smiled at Helan Rongle and said:

"Do you know? This wine is native to Japan. It has been delivered to you and me all the way. Today I am lucky enough to have a drink with President Helan. It is considered fate!"

"Helan doesn't dare!"

Picking up the small porcelain cup in front of him, Helan Rongle lowered his eyes slightly, with a trace of sadness in his eyes. Now he has to live under someone else's roof, taste this cup of wine, and talk freely with the humble people in his eyes in the past!

"I wonder what President Helan's plans will be in the future? I heard that the Hongtianmen collapsed in the north of the city. It has been surrendered by Qin Yuan and is now being taken to the west of the city to station. I guess the Qinglong Valley is already extremely empty now, right?"

Li Pingju smiled indifferently and said leisurely while holding the porcelain cup in his hand. Helan Rongle in front of him was stunned when he heard this and suddenly exclaimed:

"Ah? This... what do you mean by what the assassin is saying?"

Helan Rongle's eyes widened and he put the porcelain cup in his hand. A cold feeling shot out from his back. If something bad happened to Qinglong Valley again, he would really become a lost dog!

"Well..."

Li Pingju looked at Helan Rongle in front of him, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and nodded slightly to Qing'er beside him. The latter hurriedly stepped forward, closed the door, then bowed back to Helan Rongle's side, and placed a secret letter.

On top of the small ones.

"Let's see, if my guard chief Yue Lu hadn't intercepted this letter, I would still have been kept in the dark by Zu Binghui. It turns out that everything was planned by that guy. You, me, and my sister-in-law,

They are all chess pieces in Zu Binghui’s eyes!”

"ah?"

Helan Rongle screamed, panicked, picked up the secret letter in front of him, and then nervously opened the secret letter in front of him, then took out the white silk satin inside, looked at the handwriting written in fly-headed small letters on it, and suddenly felt his body

He was shocked and looked at the secret letter in front of him with trembling. In this envelope, there was a complete plan to capture Qinglong Valley tonight and destroy the Helan Society. The plan was so detailed and the content was so sensational that Helan Rongle felt like the world was spinning and he was dizzy!

"This guy is so cruel!"

Helan Rongle shouted, suddenly stood up from his position, bowed to Li Pingju in front of him and said:

"Thank you so much for the rescue, Lord Assassin. I will go back to the north to make arrangements. The third watch tonight is when his Zu Binghui died. I, Helan Rongle, swear that from now on I will definitely serve Lord Assassin. I only hope that I, Helan Hui, can

Restore the glory and see the legacy again!"

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

Li Pingju smiled and nodded, looking at Helan Rongle's face full of anger, he smiled calmly, waved, and asked Qing'er beside him to open the door. Helan Rongle did not refuse, walked out of the room in two hurried steps, and walked to the wing to call in person.
Chapter completed!