I, living in the Qin Dynasty, never intended to advance.

Yang Lin's sadness was of course real, but it was not caused by Yang Chong. He was just sad that he had entered old age in the blink of an eye, but had spent most of his life in mediocrity, with no hope of restoring his country and no way forward. Although he was a descendant of the royal family, he could only make a living. In order to stay alive, he had to calculate all the time, and he was always worried about the sudden attack from the farmers.

"Hehe, get well soon, get well soon." Yang Chong said with a smile.

"You..." Yang Lin pointed at his eldest son, shook his head and laughed, thinking that Yang Chong was only eager to get married and that was why he complained that time was passing too slowly.

He had already inquired about the girl from the Wei family and knew that she was beautiful. It was reasonable for a young man like Yang Chong to be so impatient in front of such a girl.

After dinner, night slowly fell while we waited.

The room no longer smelled of dust because Yang Chong had been away for so long. Jiang Nu had cleaned it inside and out, and even hung out the bedding to dry. Yang Chong lay comfortably in the bedding that smelled of sunshine, and he was already in a trance.

Jiang Nu over there, after tidying up her little couch, did not get on it. Instead, she held the corner of her clothes and looked at Yang Chong with a reserved and expectant expression.

Yang Chong said during the day that he would check to see if she had grown up at night. Jiang Nu was still looking forward to growing up. In front of Yang Chong, she didn't want to be a child anymore.

Growing up, or more accurately growing taller, is a very important thing for Ms. Jiang at this time.

However, despite Jiang Nu's expectation, Yang Chong did not react at all. While waiting, Jiang Nu's depression gradually dissipated, and this depression was also felt by Yang Chong, who had become more and more sensitive to Qi due to his recent practice of the Nine Yin Scriptures.

"Ms. Jiang, what's wrong with you?" Yang Chong asked belatedly.

"Young master, you said you wanted to see if I have grown up at night." Miss Jiang looked at Yang Chong with a resentful look.

"This doesn't seem a good idea, right?" Bai Tian was just impulsive, how could Yang Chong really do such a beastly thing.

"Master, we clearly agreed on this." Jiang Nu was unhappy.

"Okay then." Since Miss Jiang said so, what else could Yang Chong say? He could only accept it. Besides, Miss Jiang was the one who took the initiative now, so she was the one who had the primary responsibility. He was just passive and only had to bear secondary responsibility.

"Then you take a look, young master." Jiang Nu then relaxed her brows and ran to Yang Chong with a joyful look on her face.

Looking at Jiang Nu who was so close to him, Yang Chong's gaze could not help but shift from Jiang Nu's delicate and quiet face to her body. Although she was only wearing a linen dress, she was already somewhat delicate. Although the newly opened flowers were not gorgeous, the buds also had their own charm. There was a graceful arc in the bud, although it was not big, but that slight arc could also capture people's hearts.

How could Yang Chong refuse Jiang Nu's invitation? His evil hand had already reached out to the little maid in front of him.

Miss Jiang looked at the hand that Yang Chong stretched out to her, feeling a little confused: Didn’t the young master want to see if I had grown up? Why didn’t he put his hand on top of my head, but in front of me?

What about Yang Chong? Before Yang Chong could answer Jiang Nu's question, his hand stopped. It was not Jiang Nu, nor his motherly love, who stopped him, but...

Looking behind Jiang Nu, Yang Chong's gaze froze. There, a person appeared in the dim light. Under the embellishment of the lights, she was beautiful and charming, with a playful look in her smile.

Yan Lingji, why is she here? Yang Chong withdrew his hand awkwardly. Once the evil that could be covered up with interest in private was exposed, its nature would only be evil.

Jiang Nu looked at Yang Chong in confusion as he withdrew his hand. Before she could ask any questions, she suddenly felt a numbness on the back of her neck and fell limply towards Yang Chong.

"We won't attack at night!" Yang Chong said speechlessly as he looked at Yan Lingji who knocked Jiang Nu unconscious with one move.

Poor little guy.

Chapter 23: Endless Uses

"It's winter now and I'm freezing. Can you bear to let me suffer outside from the wind and snow?" Yan Lingji acted aggrieved. God knows why this woman who can catch fire is afraid of the cold.

"So what?" Yang Chong said expressionlessly.

Yan Lingji was standing so pretty in front of Yang Chong, but he felt no emotion at all. Just kidding, a girl like Yan Lingji, although not very smart, is the best at playing. When you think you are very close to her, she will give you a surprise out of the blue.

Yang Chong knew very well that for a woman like Yan Lingji, there was no difference between near and far unless the distance between you and her reached a negative number.

"I haven't slept in bed for a long, long time." Yan Lingji said pitifully, and then without waiting for Yang Chong to react, she lay down next to Yang Chong.

Yan Lingji was very beautiful when she was standing, but she seemed even more attractive when she was lying down. Her eyes were sparkling and seemed to contain passion that could melt people. Her two breasts, spread out while she was lying flat, were as soft as water and as alluring as fire. Her legs, which were entangled together intentionally or unintentionally, seemed to be sending out an invitation that was hard to refuse.

"It's so late, can you please stop torturing me like this?" Yang Chong struggled to turn his gaze away from Yan Lingji, picked up Jiang Nu and walked towards the small couch that belonged to her.

"If you don't want to be tormented, then you can torment me!" Yan Lingji turned sideways, supported her chin with her hand, and looked at Yang Chong with interest as he carefully put Jiang Nu back on the small couch. Although her words were tempting, they were also a test.

"Forget it, I still want to live well, and my wife doesn't want me to." Yang Chong covered Jiang Nu with a blanket, looked at the small couch in front of him, and gave up the idea of ​​squeezing with Jiang Nu tonight, because it was too small and there was no room for two people to lie down. Ling Ji straightened her waist and jumped up from the bed, then sat cross-legged with a gossipy look. As a former killer, she was very sensitive to intelligence.

"Your wife is the female assassin from Weijia Village?" Yan was proficient in illusion and it was easy for her to get the information she wanted from the villagers of Xiliu Village.

"Don't you know everything?" With no bed in front or behind him, Yang Chong could only walk to the table nearby and sit down.

"Do you like your killer wife very much?" Yan Lingji became more and more curious.

"To be more precise, I like her very much." Hearing this, Yang Chong's mind couldn't help but emerge with that delicate but cold face. She didn't have the enchanting beauty of Yan Lingji, but only a deep and silent abyss that swallowed up all life.

"Like it very much?" Yan Lingji was surprised. That's not what Yang Chong said before.

"You will understand it in the future. Maybe you will meet each other soon. Then..." Yang Chong said with a smile. The collision between Yan Lingji and Jing Wei would probably be very interesting. Of course, the premise is that he can live well and enjoy such a scene.

"It's so annoying to be so mysterious." Yan Lingji snorted to express her dissatisfaction.

"She is not you. You only flirt but don't give. But my killer wife is different. Although she doesn't flirt, she really gives. Besides, you haven't slept in the bed for a long time. It's late now, go to bed quickly!" Yang Chong urged.

"You are such a shameless man, but you really care about me. It's just that something seems wrong." Yan Lingji's eyes were wide open, and she didn't look sleepy at all.

"What's wrong?" Yang Chong asked.

"You are urging me to go to bed. Are you planning to do something after I fall asleep?" Yan Lingji said vigilantly, but her vigilance was so false. It was more like some kind of meaningful invitation than a warning.

"Although it's cold now, I don't want to play with fire." Yang Chong explained solemnly.

"Actually, it's not impossible to play with fire." While Yan Lingji was speaking, a little fire man had already appeared in her palm. On her slender hand, she was dragging the little fire man, through which her figure could be vaguely seen.

But Yang Chong had no mood to appreciate her. Yan Lingji was only concerned with setting fires and never cared about putting them out. Besides, a few words of exchange could be considered a joke, but chattering without knowing the purpose was just bootlicking.

Although licking Yan Lingji is not a shameful thing, Yang Chong is now under a sword hanging over his head and has no time to care about these things.

It was not convenient for him to practice during the day, so how could he be willing to waste time at night?

Looking at Yang Chong who was immersed in the state of cultivation, Yan Lingji pursed her lips lightly, clenched her palm, and the flame man disappeared in her palm: He is also a weirdo, he is still a child! But, he seems to know me very well, is it just my illusion? It shouldn't be, is there anyone in this world who really understands me? Maybe there is, but it can't be him, we just met!

Don't lie to me, otherwise I will be sad, and the consequences of my sadness will be very serious.

Yan Lingji looked at Yang Chong thoughtfully. She followed Yang Chong back, on the one hand because Yang Chong actually saved her, and on the other hand because the deal Yang Chong proposed was one she could not refuse. Of course, there was another, very small reason. She did not hate Yang Chong that much. Things like liking each other are often unreasonable and come from intuition.

"Is this freedom? But freedom is so lonely!" Yan Lingji lay on the bed that belonged to Yang Chong, staring blankly at the curtain. Her hands subconsciously stretched upwards, as if she wanted to grab the curtain, but how could she grab it?

This world is too big for her, so big that she doesn’t know where to place herself.

"But for now, it's not bad, let's just leave it like this." Yan Lingji muttered to herself and closed her eyes. There were many beds, but there was no bed on which she could sleep peacefully. Yang Chong's bed could barely be used.

In two shallow breaths, Yang Chong had completely fallen into a state of cultivation. Before, he had used the trick of using the death energy to cultivate the Nine Yin White Bone Claw. Now, what he needed to cultivate was the general principles. After all, only when the Nine Yin true energy became stronger, could his body accommodate more death energy and make the Nine Yin White Bone Claw more powerful.

You know, although the Nine Yin White Bone Claw is not weak, it may not be useful against a top-tier killer. What's more, Luo Wang has more than just one top-tier killer.

While practicing the Nine Yin General Principles, Yang Chong only felt a wisp of pure true energy flowing through his Dantian meridians. It was an indescribable feeling. Wherever the true energy flowed, the meridians that had been damaged by the death energy were slowly repaired. The chaotic and restless death energy diffused in the Dantian meridians seemed to have found a backbone, and its circulation became less frantic and more rhythmic.

The Nine Yin Principles have endless uses.

Chapter 24 The wind started at the end of Qingping

In this dark night, under the endless starry sky, some people are sleeping soundly, some are practicing, and some are burning with anger in fear.

"Investigate, we must find out who rescued that evil woman." In the icy cave where there was no longer a trace of warmth, Captain Zhang looked at the broken crystal cage and the water on the ground that had not yet completely dried up. His hair and beard were standing on end, and his eyes were scanning the many soldiers who were his prey.

"Captain, we have found the missing brothers." After a moment of silence, several soldiers came hurriedly from outside, carrying several charred bodies in their hands.

"Fire? Was it really that evil woman who did it?" Captain Zhang felt a chill in his heart when he saw the miserable state of his personal soldiers.

When the Kingdom of Han sent a large army to conquer the Baiyue, he was already a colonel. In that war, he made many contributions, but because he had no one above him, he remained a colonel for so many years and had never been promoted.

It was then that he realized that as a military commander, military merit was certainly a capital for promotion, but if there was no one above him, everything would be in vain. So, at the end of the war, he did something that now seemed very bold to him. In the chaos, he captured a witch, hid the girl secretly, and imprisoned her in this cave.

Now seven years have passed and the time for harvest has almost come, but the girl who has grown into a young girl has been rescued, and his years of plan has come to nothing.

And this is not the most troublesome thing. The more troublesome thing is that the witch was rescued. Who rescued her? Could it be the remnants of Baiyue? Thinking of the various strange methods of those Baiyue people, Captain Zhang felt a chill in his heart.

If it is a head-on confrontation, the remnants of the Baiyue people who had long since perished are of course nothing. Under the powerful bows and crossbows, tough armor and sharp blades, no matter how weird you are, you will not be able to escape death. But if you act as a killer and do something secret, the methods of the Baiyue people will be hard to guard against.

Especially since the Baiyue witch was the one wanted by the higher-ups, and he had hidden her away secretly, it was not difficult to imagine what would be the outcome for him once the higher-ups knew about it.

Captain Zhang, who had no way out, became more and more frightened the more he thought about it. He didn't know his superior very well, but the little he knew was terrifying enough. For a moment, his anger ignited by fear became even stronger. He hated himself for being so careless. The harvest season was about to come, but the man escaped. Thinking of the revenge and punishment from above that might come at any time, he trembled with fear.

"Sir, that evil woman was born with strange signs. As long as we investigate, we will be able to find her. It is extremely difficult for someone like her to hide her tracks." A man dressed as a scholar said to Captain Zhang.

"Don't act rashly." Captain Zhang's heart moved, but he immediately rejected the other party's suggestion. Now, compared to the revenge from the witch, he was more afraid of the accountability from his superiors.

Whether it was General Ji or Marquis Xueyi, killing him would be no more troublesome than crushing an ant. He could not let these two know that he had secretly hidden a Baiyue witch.

"Let's go. We have never been here before." Captain Zhang made up his mind after a little thought. This was the only way for now.

"Yes."

Under the starlight, a group of more than a hundred armored soldiers quickly moved through the mountains and forests, heading towards Yangdi City. They hid their tracks and erased any traces they left behind, as if they had never been there.

But is that possible?

Of course not.

Because now there are two pairs of eyes watching them from above.

"This captain seems to have many secrets." In the cold wind, a young man was playing with a white bird feather between his fingers, saying calmly with a hint of amusement.

The night did not block his sight, and the cold wind did not blow away his style. He was wearing a single garment dotted with white feathers, had a slender and powerful body, and a delicate pretty face. Such a person should have been a young master of a noble family, but the cold light that flashed from time to time in his warm eyes told the world that he was by no means a gentle boy.

"Everyone has their own secrets, it's just that Captain Zhang has a very wild heart." Next to the young man in white was a young man in black. He had a thin and long face, but was quite handsome, and his handsomeness was even more eerie and evil.

"So should we report to our superiors?" asked the young man in white.

"We just need to do our own thing. As for using our brains, that is not what we should do." said the young man in black.

"We are just tools?" The young man in white raised his eyebrows, and had some opinions about the words of his friend who was both his teacher and friend.

"Yes, we are just tools. When tools like us have our own ideas, they will be close to death." said the young man in black.

"Really? Although we will bring death wherever we go, death is just something in our hands. I don't believe that death will come to me." The young man in white said confidently.

"You!" The young man in black shook his head and smiled. Facing the young man's innocence, there was no need to say much. Time would teach them the principles of survival.

"As long as we are fast enough." The young man in white smiled faintly. This is probably what it means to be full of vigor and vitality.

Of course, he had the confidence to do so. He had played those powerful people in South Korea in the palm of his hand time and time again. Seeing those high-ranking officials who were usually high and mighty behave in such an ugly manner before their death, and even be worse than ordinary people, it was difficult for him to have any awe for this world.

"No matter how fast we run, we can't escape the night above our heads!" said the young man in black.

"Why should we run away? Isn't it our best decoration?" The young man in white pointed to the sky, which was dotted with stars and pitch black.

"Let's go. Those farmers have been very active recently. Who knows what their intentions are." said the young man in black.

"Farmers? They can run rampant on both sides of the Huai River, but if they want to do the same in Korea, I will let them know that the night sky of Korea can only belong to us." said the young man in white.

He is Bai Feng, the top killer of the most powerful killer organization in South Korea, and the dark sword in the hands of General Ji Wuye, the strongest general in South Korea for a hundred years.