The fate of the bright moon in Qin Dynasty

, now he and he only want the years to be peaceful and stable in this world... Occasional torture... is also due.

The fragrant woody flowers blooming in the yard are as white as jade, with a delicate fragrance, just like in the past.

moody

Yan Lu was a little sad, not because he was in a pure bad mood, he was kind and compassionate since he was a child, even when he saw a bug die, he would feel sad for a while.

But... this time is different, distressed, these two words flashed in his mind.

However, didn't he feel sorry for him in Little Sage's Village?

He felt sorry for his uncle who was getting old, but he couldn't live in peace in his old age;

He felt sorry for his senior brother who ran around and dealt with the affairs of the village every day;

He felt sorry for Zifang, who was still harboring national hatred and family hatred at such a young age;

They were obviously his closest relatives, and he felt distressed countless times.

But this time, it came slowly, slowly, painfully, and long.

He is a man who will not be as reserved as a woman... Pretentious... He can feel the throbbing in his heart, the moment Zhao Gao hugged him.

Yan Lu looked at Zhao Gao who was lying on the couch at this time. He was injured and his upper body was bare. The brown-red hair that had been hidden in the top hat was scattered behind his back, making his originally fair skin more transparent.

Because the wound was on the back, Zhao Gao, who was lying on his stomach, only showed his side face, and Yan Lu sat beside him and observed carefully.

His eyes are long and narrow, his nose bridge is high, his lips are red and thin, his skin is morbidly pale, his body is thin but not thin. From the scars on his back and chest, it can be seen that he is not a man to provoke.

Yan Lu suddenly thought of the wound he treated for Zhao Gao when he rescued him back then. He remembered that it was on his chest, but judging from Zhao Gao's current posture, he would not be able to see it until he woke up from a coma.

He stood up, pushed back the soft tulle, got out of the sedan chair, and got down again.

At this time, they had stopped and were resting in a forest, surrounded by killer guards in a circle, and the innermost layer was the Six Swords Slaves.

All six of them knew about the movement of Yan Lu, but none of them moved, their eyes were still closed, as if they were resting.

Yan Lu walked up to the most experienced Duan Shui and asked

"Senior Duan Shui, did you find out the identity of the attacker?"

Duan Shui didn't turn his body to face Yan Lu, but stretched out his left hand to stroke the beard hanging on his chest, and muttered:

"My lord has made a lot of enemies since he mastered the net, and the assassin doesn't have any special marks on him, but he knows your identity, Mr. Yan, which means... the organization behind him is also very capable of collecting intelligence, and there are only a few in the world with that strength. Well, the old man believes that Mr. Yan should know it well."

Yan Lu frowned, thought for a while, stared at the water for a long time, then bowed to the water, thanked him, and returned to the sedan chair.

But Duan Shui looked stable and calm at the moment, but he didn't know that he was greatly relieved.

He has never met a person like Yan Lu, even though he is blind and he is still an elder, but facing Yan Lu always has a feeling of being seen through, so... When Yan Lu asked him just now, his whole body All tense.

However, fortunately, Yan Lu seems to have believed it. In fact, what he said was not all false, but it was not all true either.

He has lived in this world for so long, and dealt with so many vicious people, he knows that it is difficult to make people believe in one thing.

So it must be true and false, false and true, who knows how much is true and how much is true?

But... Yan Lu is really not easy to deceive, the gaze just now was about to materialize.

He didn't quite understand why the lord had just told him not to tell Mr. Yan the real identity of the assassin.But since it was ordered by an adult, he only needs to do it perfectly.

Assassin...unidentified...intelligence organization...

Yan Lu secretly thought about these key words, indeed, there are quite a few people who want to move Zhao Gao, but there are not many people in the world who have the guts to be unfavorable to Zhao Gao.

After all, he is one of Yingzheng's subordinates. Although he is not directly under Yingzheng's orders like the shadow guards, but... Luowang is not easy to mess with, even if it is quicksand, in terms of numbers, reputation, ruthlessness, and intelligence In terms of competition, almost all of them lost to Luo Wang.

However, quicksand also takes a short time to create. If you give it a little more time, it may be able to compete with Luowang.

But now it is absolutely impossible. There are not many people who are powerful in quicksand, but Luowang has very strict level control. There are four levels of heaven, earth, black and yellow, and masters such as Lin can describe it like this.

So if it's impossible to be the assassin of Quicksand, then... Could it be Li Si?

He could see that Zhao Gao and Li Si were not in the same heart at all, and Li Si was afraid of Zhao Gao, but...they also served the same master, Li Si would not do such a stupid act of assassination.

So... could it be... the Yin Yang family?

No, it shouldn't be possible. The Yin-Yang family should use spells if they want to assassinate. He checked the material on the arrow, and there was no magic or spells.

So... who would it be?

Just as Yan Lu was contemplating, a voice suddenly came from the sedan chair

"People... Come, people..."

Yan Lu got on the sedan chair in a little haste, and saw that the person lying on the couch had opened his eyes, Yan Lu walked up to him, and asked softly

"How is it? Do you feel uncomfortable now? Do you want to eat something?"

Zhao Gao seemed to be shocked suddenly, then turned his head and said in a hoarse voice

"Don't bother Mr. Yan."

Yan Lu smiled

"Master Zhao is now my savior, so I naturally have to serve Master Zhao wholeheartedly."

Zhao Gao still did not turn his head, but continued to say

"I'm just a slave, how can I take care of the second head of the little sage Xianzhuang, besides, I'm just repaying the kindness of the past, and now we owe nothing to each other."

Yan Lu just smiled and didn't speak when he heard that, suddenly Zhao Gao turned his head, Yan Lu leaned forward and kissed him.

This kiss was not very intense, very gentle, but it was enough to make Zhao Gao's wound open again.

Zhao Gao felt a little confused.

Yan Lu began to work as a doctor without complaint again, helping him apply medicine and bandages, while Zhao Gao was lying on his stomach and being fed the rice porridge that had been warmed for a long time by Yan Lu.

Originally, there was no rice porridge in the deep mountains and old forests, but it is said that the killer of Luo Wang specially caught a peasant woman from a village within a hundred miles to make it for Zhao Gao to drink.

Even Yan Lu has to admit that this kind of heart is really sincere. It seems that Zhao Gao is really good at controlling people.

After eating, Yan Lu began to help Zhao Gao wipe his body.

Zhao Gao had already heard Luo Wang's report on the assassin's identity when Yan Lu was away.

He himself thought about the assassination of many people of identities, but he did not expect that it was actually sent by the Confucianism.

Naturally it wasn't Xiaoshengxianzhuang, but other sects. He didn't expect that a group of rotten scholars would have the ability to know the information about Yan Lu's imprisonment and Yan Lu's identity.According to Luo Wang's investigation, he seems to be inextricably related to Mr. Li.

And the Confucianists... wanted to assassinate Yan Lu in order not to let him get Zhao Guo's treasure.

It really is, a benevolent gentleman, a noble man, Zhao Gao really admires him.

However, Zhao Gao didn't want Yan Lu to know about this result, so he couldn't let him know.

While thinking this way, he looked at Yan Lu in front of him.

The relationship between him and Yan Lu was like a hunter and a prey at the beginning. He always thought that he was a hunter, but just now he suddenly discovered that he had been "captured" by the prey.

He didn't want to accept it, admit it, or say it, even though both of them had tacitly agreed.

He admits that he is dishonest and dishonest. He is a villain, and a despicable person. People like them... The most important thing to stay away from is feelings.

He suddenly remembered that Luo Wang had monitored Wei Zhuang's words and deeds when he was invading the Mo family.

The sword, the most important thing to stay away from is emotion

As for the murder weapon... the most important thing to stay away from is emotion...

Regarding Yan Lu's kiss, even if he claimed to be "a plan", he was also stunned, this was... the first time Yan Lu was willing.

It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this.Could it be that Yan Lu wanted to agree with his body for saving his life?

Heh, the last thing Zhao Gao deserves is a promise of his own body.

Yan Lu looked at Zhao Gao who was so calm and indifferent at this moment, and there was a strange brilliance in his eyes.

The six sword slaves on the side were silent, just looking around to check the situation around them.

Confidence

Zhao Gao didn't say anything, just lowered his head, Yan Lu could only see his curved and white chin and some brown-red hair around his ears.

Suddenly, Zhao Gao seemed to be searching for something, took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out a black pill in it, handed it to Yan Lu, and beckoned him to take it.

Yan Lu was a little surprised and hesitant, but he still reached out and took it and swallowed it in one gulp.

Zhao Gao's long and narrow silver-gray eyes revealed a hint of surprise, but more of joy.

Just look at Zhao Gao who seems to be asking Yan Lu casually.

"You... just ate it so directly?...Are you... not afraid that what I gave you is □□?"

The tone was just the usual, lazy and mocking.

Yan Lu replied very honestly.

"I know you won't poison me to death, because I'm still useful to you, and..."

Before Yan Lu could finish speaking, the face of Zhao Gao beside him was already slightly gloomy, and Yan Lufu smiled softly and said

"And... I trust you, you won't harm me."

There was an unspeakable firmness in his tone, although he spoke softly, but there was something inexplicably reassuring in it.

At this moment, Zhao Gao's dark energy dissipated slightly, he still didn't look at Yan Lu, but he still explained slowly

"This is the antidote to Yasudan, and soon, you