Chapter 0110 Shameless
The most terrifying thing about an enemy in the dark is that he is in a dark corner. You don’t know when he will approach you, nor do you know what tricks he will use against you.
But this kind of enemy is like a mouse, running around at night, biting everything in your house, stealing your remaining food, and being as powerful as a prince of the night. But once someone comes, opens the door, and lets the light of the oil lamp illuminate the entire room, the mouse will scream in fear and quickly flee along the corner. …
Han Qing might be a little more powerful than Lao Shu, but he never shows up and chooses to hang out with the Qingfeng Sect. If you think about it carefully, you will understand why.
He doesn't just like to stay in the dark, he has to stay in the dark. When he has ambition but no strength, he must lie dormant and wait for the opportunity in his heart. This is the so-called keeping a low profile. He likes to use means to manipulate people's hearts, but not everyone can be manipulated by him. The little emperor is protected by Sun Renluan. If Han Qing tries to brainwash the little emperor, Sun Renluan will decisively kill him the next hour after he does so. This uncle of the emperor is not a good person.
Qu Yunmie was even less willing to accept his tricks. He hated everything that required thinking, and he only liked to speak with his fists. …
Neither of the two top power holders could be bewitched by Han Qing, so he had to settle for the second best and find a place that suits him better and slowly accumulate capital.
When Xiao Rong first learned that Han Qing was most likely Han Liangru, he was almost scared to death. But once he calmed down, he suddenly realized that Han Qing was not that scary.
After putting himself in Han Qing's shoes, Xiao Rong discovered that Han Qing was nothing but a villain who was fanning the flames everywhere. As the Qingfeng Sect was too special, he had to come to the Xianbei Palace in person and continue to carry out his plan at the risk of being killed by the Xianbei people or discovered by the Zhenbei Army. He had no one to use, so he could only use himself.
This is not the shrewd Han Liangru who has come to He Tingzhi's side, but the younger version of Han Qing who has repeatedly made suggestions but failed.
When his name spreads across the country, when his portrait is posted in every place where the Zhenbei Army has set foot, I wonder if he can still maintain his current calm and composed attitude. Everyone knows that he is the great protector of the Qingfeng Sect. Will any force dare to recruit him in the future?
As for whether Han Qing would become even more cruel after finding out, Xiao Rong was not worried. He even came up with the idea of digging up the graves of other people's parents, so what else could he not do?
Having said that, there is one thing Xiao Rong is still a little worried about.
After all, he came from the future. After watching many martial arts films, Xiao Rong was not sure whether there was any disguise technique in this world. So one morning, Xiao Rong put a breastplate weighing more than ten kilograms on Qu Yunmie's body, and Qu Yunmie lowered his head to find the ropes on both sides and tied them tightly.
Xiao Rong asked: "My king, have you heard of the art of disguise?"
Qu Yunmie paused in tying the rope. He was not sure how to answer. If he said he had never heard of it, would Xiao Rong think he was ignorant?
When he was struggling with this question, Xiao Rong looked at his reaction and nodded in understanding: "It seems that you haven't heard of it."
Qu Yunmie: “…”
Finding that he didn't need to hold it down anymore, Xiao Rong immediately let go and turned to ask Dongfang Jin, who was holding the shoulder armor, "What about General Dongfang? Have you heard of him?"
Dongfang Jin blinked: "What is the art of disguise?"
Xiao Rong: "It means that through some means, just like makeup, one can change one's face into another face, a man into a woman, a woman into an old man, and an old man into a child."
Dongfang Jin was stunned: "There is such a magical skill?!"
He looked at Xiao Rong in shock: "Mr. Xiao, can you?"
Xiao Rong: “…………”
He... really can.
But the prerequisite is that you can come up with a set of professional-level cosmetics. …
Xiao Rong felt embarrassed and stood on the other side awkwardly. He waited until Qu Yunmie put on his armor before he escorted him out of the tent.
They were already outside Shuofang City, the place they arrived at midnight yesterday. Qu Yunmie ordered the soldiers to rest for half a day and not to regroup until after dawn.
Shuofang City is not as majestic as Shengle City. Xiao Rong can even see how many archers are deployed on the city wall. To be honest, it is far inferior to Shengle.
When they arrived at the gate of the military camp, the personal soldiers beside them had already led Qu Yunmie's horse over. Because the battlefield this time was outside the military camp, Xiao Rong didn't need to follow.
Qu Yunmie held the reins, then turned back and said to Xiao Rong, "I'm leaving."
Xiao Rong smiled at him: "I wish the king a triumphant return."
Qu Yunmie: "A triumphant return without any injury."
Xiao Rong: “…”
It turns out that he hasn't forgotten about asking for a gift.
In a blink of an eye, Qu Yunmie had mounted his horse and left. This was the kind of person he was, like a hurricane, coming in domineeringly and leaving swiftly, without any dragging of feet, and not caring about the mood of the people he left behind.
Xiao Rong watched him leave until he could no longer see his figure. Then he turned around, but before he could take a step, he stopped in shock.
Yu Shaoxie was standing just one step behind him. He also looked in the direction where Qu Yunmie left, and then sighed quietly: "Rong'er, I understand you."
Xiao Rong: "...What do you know about me?"
Yu Shaoxie sighed again: "When I sent Cheng'er off to the battlefield yesterday, I felt the same as you. I was proud of him, but also worried about him. As a brother and a subject, it is a life of worry."
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