In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

Zilanxuan

In the bright and clean room, Ying Ziqing and Honglian appeared.

Ying Ziqing snapped his fingers, and Honglian regained her mobility. Without hesitation, she flicked two small knives from her sleeve and thrust them into his chest.

Ying Ziqing raised her hand and slapped Honglian across the face. The force was so great that she fell onto the bed, and the two small knives fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

Red Lotus's face was burning, and her eyes were filled with tears. Although she did not launch another attack, her gaze toward Ying Ziqing was filled with resentment.

A cold glint flashed in Ying Ziqing's eyes, and the originally calm internal energy within her body began to stir.

He stepped forward and grabbed Honglian's slender neck, saying indifferently and coldly:

"You think I, the commander, really wouldn't dare to kill you?"

"Come on, kill me. I'll never let you go, even if I die. At worst, I'll see my brother again down there..."

Looking at the fiercely independent Honglian, Ying Ziqing smiled coldly. He raised his hand and removed the mask from his face, revealing a cold and frivolous smile on his handsome face.

With a tearing sound

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An hour later,

With a flushed face, Honglian tightly wrapped her fair and delicate skin in the brocade quilt, staring blankly at Ying Ziqing.

Ying Ziqing finished dressing, glanced at Honglian, and said calmly:

"You want to kill me? You're not strong enough right now. Join the Bad People and work for me, and I'll give you the chance to assassinate me."

Honglian, who should have refused Ying Ziqing, inexplicably said:

"It's a word."

Ying Ziqing came out of the room. The reason he didn't kill Honglian earlier wasn't because he was soft-hearted, but because during their passionate encounter, he had already planted a mental anchor in Honglian's mind.

As time goes by, Honglian will become more and more obedient to Ying Ziqing until her emotional anchor completely disappears, and Honglian will become Ying Ziqing's person completely.

He should pay the price for his mistakes, and he has already given Honglian a chance.

Since she doesn't cherish it, then let her become like this vast country of South Korea, a caged bird in Ying Ziqing's cage.

——Dividing——Line——

A luxurious carriage traveled smoothly along the official road of Wei, with a rogue coachman wearing a bamboo hat diligently driving it.

Inside the carriage, Ying Ziqing had one arm around Ji Ruxue and the other holding a chess piece, playing against Zhang Liang.

Ji Ruxue, held in Ying Ziqing's arms, had her eyes slightly closed, whether she was resting or trying to hide the panic in her eyes was unknown.

With Ying Ziqing's decisive move of slaying the dragon, the game came to an end.

Ying Ziqing, with a relaxed smile on her face, said with a chuckle:

"Such rigid adherence will not work, Zifang. I should send you out to the battlefield to gain experience."

Zhang Liang lightly waved his feather fan and said leisurely:

“Liang is a civil official, and should seek victory through stability. It is Wei Zhuang’s responsibility to fight and defeat the enemy, so Liang will not contend with him.”

"You little rascal, trying to crack a joke for me," Ying Ziqing said with a laugh.

"Zifang, have you figured out a way to get the attention of the Wei royal family?"

"Liang already has a plan. He heard that the Crown Prince pretends to enjoy training mastiffs and often goes hunting in the outskirts of Daliang. Liang wants to use this to get in touch with the royal family."

"Then I await your good news. I have ordered the Bad Guys of the Liang branch to open a restaurant called Moying Pavilion. If needed, you may enter Moying Pavilion."

Zhang Liang felt inferior to Ying Ziqing's meticulous planning and foresight. Sometimes he thought he shared the same ideas as the commander-in-chief, only to find that the commander-in-chief had already planned ahead of him.

Inside Daliang City, Zhang Liang, wearing a human skin mask, quietly disappeared into the crowd.

The carriage carrying Ying Ziqing and Ji Ruxue arrived at an antique-style, elegantly decorated pavilion.

Above the plaque in front of the pavilion are three powerful characters: Ink Shadow Pavilion. Two women dressed in dark-colored robes stand in front of the gate.

Ying Ziqing and Ji Ruxue stepped down from the carriage, and a dark gold token flashed before the woman's eyes.

The woman paused for a moment, then spoke respectfully:

"Please come in, young master. The steward has been waiting for you in the top-tier private room for quite some time."

"Lead the way."

Led by the woman, Ying Ziqing arrived at a spacious and bright house.

Before the table in the house, a woman dressed in a black and white tight-fitting dress knelt, her full breasts almost bursting out, tightly wrapped. Her legs were kneeling on the floor, revealing her graceful hips.

The woman's face was covered by a black mask, obscuring the area above her eyes.

Her luscious red lips parted slightly, and her voice was melodious and beautiful:

"Shadow, Earthly Yin Star, from the Liang branch of the Bad Guys, pays respects to the Commander-in-Chief!"

Ying Ziqing nodded, sat down opposite Ying'er at the table, and accepted the wine cup offered by Ying'er with both hands.

After taking a small taste, Ying Ziqing spoke calmly:

"Report on the strength of the Bad People within the Great Liang."

"Yes, Commander. The Liang City branch of the Bad People currently has one person at the Earth level and eight hundred Bad People, all of whom are at the peak of the Acquired Realm. There is one branch and ten safe points behind it."

Ying Ziqing nodded. Although he had tens of thousands of Bad People under his command, when spread across the seven kingdoms, not many could be left in each city, and most of the Bad People were in prosperous or important towns.

It is already quite remarkable that there are eight hundred elite members of the Bad Guys in Daliang City.

Ying Ziqing looked at Ji Ruxue, who was standing to the side with her arms crossed.

“Ying’er, in this Daliang City, apart from me, all the Bad People are under the command of my maid Ji Ruxue.”

Ji Ruxue snorted, "I'm not a maid."

Ying'er turned her gaze to Ji Ruxue and said softly:

"Greetings, Sister Xue'er!"

Ji Ruxue nodded in acknowledgment to Ying'er, which was considered a response.

the other side,

Not far outside Daliang City,

Several figures riding tall horses rode through the mountains and fields. The leader was dressed in a brocade robe from Sichuan, with jade and precious stones of various shapes and colors hanging from his waist.

He held a long hemp rope in his hand, with a magnificent and handsome pure black mastiff encircled at one end.

He was the crown prince of Wei, Wei Jia, who was famous throughout the world for his skill in raising mastiffs and his love for dogs and horses.

Wei Jia looked somewhat annoyed. Today's hunt had yielded nothing, and his mastiffs were listless, which greatly troubled him.

At this moment, the mastiffs under his command suddenly barked wildly in one direction. Wei Jia thought there was a wild rabbit or something similar, so he loosened his grip on the hemp rope.

Wei Jia raised his whip and spurred his horse to catch up, wanting to find out what was going on.

However, when he arrived, he found a young man dressed in a white scholar's robe playing and frolicking with his ferocious mastiff.

This shocked Wei Jia, and out of curiosity, he immediately dismounted and walked towards the young man.

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