I'm still so majestic

There was an unpleasant smell of smoke in the air, Yan Ji clenched his hands tightly, his palms were moist.

He turned his head to look at the person standing by the dim light, and said lazily, "Fear? Just kidding, why do I have any fear, even if I die in the sea of ​​fire, I will go on the road with you, after all, I am not alone."

"It's really hard-talking."

Yun Muzhi approached with a lantern in his hand, and bent down: "I just like your stubborn and proud appearance now. You will look good when you are defeated like this."

Yan Ji smiled disdainfully: "Just like you did back then? It's really pretty."

Yun Muzhi paused, retracted the smile on his face little by little, and said in a calm voice, "Okay, very good, you really came back, it's ridiculous that I was cheated by you for so long, Da Qiqing and Di really really A person who is good at acting."

Yan Ji didn't bother to talk to him: "Don't blame others for being stupid."

"..."

Yunmu smiled instead of angry.

He squatted down slowly in front of Yanji, and the moment his eyes met, the corners of his mouth turned slightly tender: "Of course I won't blame you, after all, you will pay back twice as much as I have suffered... What's so strange about it?"

"Ah."

Yan Ji raised his head and smiled casually, his eyes full of undisguised disdain.

Yun Muzhi looked at him, and suddenly seemed to see that night when the soldiers approached the city, the wind was blowing all around, and the person who became his nightmare for many years after that was condescending and stabbing his chest with a sword. The eyes at that time were exactly the same as they are now.

So the deliberately faked smile on his face couldn't last anymore.

Seeing his face down, Yanji still felt that it wasn't enough, and smiled lazily: "You think it's bitter, but I think it's the happiest time, especially when you fell by the door in a mess and were killed by me." When you finish it with your own hands."

"You don't even know how beautiful the color of the blood is, and the cries around are even more pleasing to the ear."

Bang.

Accompanied by his words, the lamp in Yun Muzhi's hand exploded beside him in an instant, and the lamp oil was poured on the wet grass underneath, but there was no fire, only the unpleasant smell of smoke.

Yan Ji looked up and saw Yun Muzhi looking at him fiercely, his face distorted with anger.

He laughed even more happily, not caring about the broken lamp beside him, and then said: "I was loved by the people during my lifetime, and my name will go down in history after my death, but what about you? You were not a legitimate thing during your lifetime, but after your death... Heh."

Every word and every sentence stabs at the most difficult to heal wound in Chaoxin.

Yun Muzhi's eyes turned red, how could he not know what Yan Ji meant?In his life, he was criticized for murdering his brothers and seizing the throne during his lifetime. Countless people criticized him for being cold-blooded in ten years since he took the throne.

"That's a thing of the past, Yanji." He looked down sternly, looked down at the shards of the lamp on the ground, giggled, and touched Yanji's cheek with his fingers: "Sitting here in a mess now, It's you, don't worry, it won't take long, you will be like this oil lamp, torn to pieces and gradually buried completely."

He pressed his fingertips hard, leaving a glaring red mark wherever he passed.

Yan Ji didn't realize it, and sneered: "Is that right, it's up to you? You don't have an amazing and talented minister, and you don't have a brave and skilled general on the battlefield. Yun Muzhi, why are you?"

Yun Muzhi's subordinates unconsciously used force, their nails pierced into Yan Ji's skin, and the blood slowly flowed down his cheeks, but even so, Yan Ji still looked disdainful, and sarcastically said: "Or, Yun Muzhi, you have What?"

Listening to his words, Yun Muzhi only felt his blood surging.

What does he have?

He really has nothing.

His life was bumpy, he was belittled by others since he was a child, he endured humiliation for more than ten years, and finally ascended to the throne of God, but he was still criticized for being dishonest, no one cared about him during his life, and no one cared about him after his death.Now that he is reborn, he still has nothing.

But what about Yanji?

Born noble, everyone in the imperial city held him in their palms and pampered him. He was happy all his life. Later, he was honored and had Zhongliang by his side. Although things went so smoothly, there was still a chance to start again, and he was even more honorable than before. , and old friends are often by my side.

What's more, even though he is sitting in the dust now, his robe is stained with dust, he looks so noble.

How unfair?

These four words filled his mind and became a demon in his heart. Yun Muzhi couldn't bear it anymore, moved his fingers down and shrunk, and pinched Yanji's neck fiercely, with bloodthirsty hatred in his voice: "It's okay, you will soon There will be nothing left, Fu Zhihuai, He Ji, Xie Wenzhuo, the people you care about and the things you care about will all disappear, and then it will be you, it will be you!"

His fingers slowly retracted, and his arms were bruised.The feeling of being strangled and about to suffocate is not good. Yanji looked at Yun Muzhi, whose face became more distorted, and slowly approached Yanji: "Tell me, how should I let you die then? Do you think..."

Waiting for this time!

Just now he was powerless to let the person he pinched suddenly violently, with a flick of his wrist, he held the dagger in his sleeve in the palm of his hand, clamped Yun Muzhi's wrist expressionlessly, and the dagger neatly circled around the back of his neck.

Yun Muzhi sneered in his heart, but he didn't panic. Everyone knew that Da Qiqing and the emperor were sick. Even the last time his own martial arts were not very good, and his physical strength was almost exhausted after being locked up here for a few days. Can he win him who has practiced martial arts since childhood?

He immediately turned around with his backhand and made a sharp hook.

But he was shocked to find that Yan Ji was imprisoned tightly all over his body, and he still couldn't break free no matter what he had learned. He couldn't help being shocked, and in shock, he heard a laugh beside his ear, and the cold dagger was stuck to the dagger.

"Feng Shui turns round, doesn't it taste good, huh?" Yan Ji smiled half-smile, and without any hesitation, drew a line on Yun Muzhi's cheek: "If you dare to break my face with your nails, I will give it back to you now."

Seeing Yun Muzhi's unwillingness, he said again: "Don't try, you can't escape."

What he has now is what he obtained from the war and blood donation when he personally conquered the Nine Kingdoms. It is not comparable to what Yun Muzhi learned from Miyagi's teaching.

"Kill me, you won't be able to get out of this room by yourself."

Yan Ji smiled lightly, and patted his face with a dagger: "So, tell me to send a letter to Xie Wenzhuo, and when he arrives, I will let you go."

Yun Muzhi sneered: "Let him come, wouldn't I be asking for my own death."

"I won't let you die so easily. It's more fulfilling for me to defeat you in a decisive battle."

"Heh." Yun Muzhi looked at his trembling wrist: "You are at the end of your strength now, and you won't last long. You can't keep me trapped."

"But I can finish you off before I get stuck."

Yan Ji exerted force with his wrist, and blood stains immediately appeared on Yun Muzhi's neck: "It's not a loss to me to have you on my left and right, but ah, Yun Muzhi, do you dare to die now?"

Yun Muzhi was taken aback.

"I'm dead. There is Xie Wenzhuo in the court, and Heji in the border. When the prince grows up, he will still be able to stand tall for a hundred years. And once you die, Chi Fang will lose even the last bit of resistance. Yun Muzhi , are you willing to die?"

"..."

Yan Ji smiled: "With you and Chi Fang's countless subjects buried with him, I'm not at a loss after all the calculations, right?"

This sentence was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back. Yun Muzhi lowered his head, his expression was gloomy, and he remained silent for a long time, finally squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Okay, I promise you."

"That's right." Yan Ji smiled, and did not let go of his hands. He listened to his order, stopped talking, and waited for Xie Wenzhuo.

Xie Wenzhuo came very quickly, within half an hour, the small black room was surrounded by people.

Usually they are Xie Wenzhuo's people, half of them are Yun Muzhi's people.

Xie Wenzhuo walked into the small dark room alone, and when he saw Yan Ji, he was relieved first, his brows furrowed again after touching the blood on his cheek, and he walked forward with a blank expression, Yan Ji was confident, and slowly stood up to Xie Wen burn around.

He smiled: "I am not a person who breaks the promise, Yun Muzhi, we will fight in the future, we will wait and see."

Yun Muzhi looked at him deeply, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

"When I come back from victory, I will set off the best fireworks to celebrate the event. I remember you said that you like standing on the top of Daqi to watch fireworks the most, right? Don't worry, when that happens, I will hang your head high on Daqi The tallest tower in Qibian Pass, let you see with your own eyes the prosperity of my Great Qi."

"And the weapon to cut off your head is the dagger you gave me on my birthday, how about that?"

What he said was so ugly, but Yun Muzhi didn't get angry, turned his head and gave him a cold look, turned around and walked outside, and only said something in a deep voice when he finally went out.

"Chifang Tower, I will also reserve a place for you."

After all, he raised his foot and strode out the door.

Really improved.

Yan Ji didn't feel angry, saw him go, turned his head with a smile, and the moment he met Xie Wenzhuo's eyes, he suddenly felt that no matter how fierce Yun Muzhi's eyes were, he couldn't compare to Taifu Xie's intrusion.

He swallowed: "Wen Qing..."

The tone is also a little flattering.

Normally, Xie Wenzhuo would have already doted on him and rubbed his hair with a smile, but this time he still looked expressionless: "You promised to take care of yourself, but you made a mistake."

Yan Ji was wronged, and took a peek at him: "Now this...isn't it time to go out?"

Xie Wenzhuo glanced lightly.

Yan Ji immediately took back the words: "Don't be angry, this thing happened suddenly, I really wasn't prepared, so I can only do this, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a sigh in his ear.

Xie Wenzhuo gently held him in his arms: "I'm actually blaming myself."

Yan Ji couldn't understand what he meant, shook his head, and hugged him back: "It's all Yun Muzhi's fault."

When he opened his mouth, he didn't intend to give Xie Wenzhuo a chance to continue to blame himself. He spoke softly, and then revealed the matter, and returned to Miyagi with Xie Wenzhuo.Xie Wenzhuo kept the news well. No one knew that he had been trapped in other places for several days. He only said that the expedition was delayed for a few days. During these days, everything has been prepared.

On the twelfth day of the fourth lunar month, war songs were set up in the capital, and the emperor marched in person.

On the fifteenth day of the same month, Yun Muzhi, the king of Daqi, hung up the invitation card.

This life-and-death battle that lasted almost three years is finally coming to an end.