Legend of the Assassin

Murongli slowly moved in front of Zhiming, with the despair on his face when the country was subjugated, but it was a little more indifferent: "Is the Lord Zhiming satisfied? I am already alone, my brother died under your sword , My enemy has been killed by me. I have no need to live."

He raised the Yan Zhi, intending to kill himself, but Zhiming pushed it away with his sword, and the Yan Zhi flew out and stuck on the ground.

"Ah Li, let's do this, if you and I go back to Tianquan, I will keep you safe." Zhi Ming knew what he said at this time, and Murong Li would not believe it. He finally realized that he didn't trust him back then. When Murong left, he felt lonely and uncomfortable.

It was rare for Murongli to raise his head to look at Zhiming, and smiled bitterly: "It's good that the Lord Zhiming is happy, but, can I bury my younger brother first?"

"Yun. You, never said that he is your younger brother." Zhi Ming felt a little helpless, he didn't understand what Murong Li was hiding from himself.

"Master Zhiming was joking. You never believed that I did not kill Taifu and Ziyu, but why should I completely trust you and believe that you will protect me and Xiao Zhao? One heart for one heart, If you don't give it, I won't return it."

Murongli turned around, fell to the ground dressed in red, and left staggeringly, leaving Zhi Ming alone with his back.Fang Ye and Geng Chen carried Zhong Kunyi, while Murong Li supported Murong Zhao by himself.

In Murong Zhao's heart, Murong Li is God!

There are two more spiritual seats in the Yaoguang ancestral hall, and Zhong Kunyi entered the ancestral hall in the name of Murong Zhao's confidant.On the Yao Mountain behind the ancestral hall, the Yaoguang nobles of the past dynasties are buried. Now only Murongli is alive in the world.

There is another lonely grave on Yaoshan Mountain.

According to the previous agreement, Murong Li buried Murong Zhao and Zhong Kunyi together.He sent Fang Ye and Geng Chen away, and drank in front of the grave. He claimed that he would never get drunk after a thousand cups.

"It's not that you don't get drunk, it's that you can't get drunk. Losing your mind is the biggest mistake for a counselor. Xiao Zhao, I haven't drunk with you for a long time."

"Xiao Zhao, why are you alone? Even Zhi Ming, he can't trust me like you do. No matter what I do, you are always by my side. Now I feel a lot lonely. "

"Actually, you are not alone, Zhong Kunyi will accompany you, you reincarnate well, don't be rivals in the next life, let's be together well."

"Xiao Zhao..."

Murong Li was speechless, he threw away the empty wine bottle in his hand, with a slightly drunken expression.When he got up, he was a little unsteady, with a tight pain in his chest, and violently vomited blood, which sprinkled all over the grave.

When he fell down, Zhi Ming ran out from behind the tree and ran towards Murong Li, full of panic and heartache.He also asked the dark guard to invite the doctor.

"A Li, A Li?"

In his dream, Murongli heard tender calls, but he didn't want to wake up, because in the dream there was A Xu, Xiao Zhao, and Yao Guang.

"Brother Wang, why are you sleeping here?"

Murong Li slowly opened his eyes, the glare of the light made him a little uncomfortable.Murong Zhao stretched out his hand to help him block part of the light, and only retracted after he got used to it.

"Brother Wang, is it too late to approve the memorial a few days ago? Even if you are the king of Yaoguang now, you should pay attention to your body."

Murong Zhao babbled, Murong Li was a little dazed.

Seeing that his brother Wang didn't respond, Murong Zhao shook his head: "Brother Wang, why have you been in a trance today?"