My harem is on fire

It's not the father, but the king, and his heart is clearly revealed.

Yongli was calm and composed, but Liang Ming's thin lips were slightly pursed, a little restless.Liang Ming couldn't let something go wrong at this time, Yong Li responded lightly, and walked straight ahead, just enough to block Liang Ming's line of sight.

Looking at his thin and weak back, Liang Ming felt hatred in his heart.

Why does everything belong to Liang Zhenhu, why does he even want to take his son's wife by force!

Monarchs and ministers, father and son, etiquette and laws, why are they all gone in the six states!

Fortunately, Liang Ming took a deep breath, a little intolerance can lead to chaos, this is the truth he has engraved in his heart until now.

Yongli could sense the sight behind him and guess what Liang Ming was thinking. He was somewhat deliberate, so that he could deepen Liang Ming's hatred for the absurdity of the six states, and make him even more disgusted with the messy etiquette and law of the place where he lived. Six states are good.

A leader like King Liang who only enjoys himself is doomed to decline.

Only the king who has the world in his heart and sympathizes with the common people can truly rule all directions.

Yong Li went straight to Liang Zhenhu, no one searched him, no one was vigilant, no one even regarded him as a person.King Liang stared straight at her, as if she was not Liang Ming's concubine, but a beautiful thing, who could be begged for profanity.

People from the Yan clan do not have the dignity of a human being in the six states.

Yongli lowered his eyes, lowered his eyebrows and bowed pleasingly: "My king, Sheng'an." The voice was low and clear, like a clear spring, which is the rarest and rarest water source in the six states.

Liang Zhenhu was in a good mood: "What's your name?"

Yongli said Yan Junyue's name.

Liang Zhenhu: "From now on, let's call her Yue'er!"

Yongli responded lightly.

Seeing that he is so obedient, Liang Zhenhu feels that he is more and more lovely, and his desire to be strong is even heavier, but Yongli will not do anything deliberately. This kind of man enjoys a process of taking the initiative and taking the initiative. If he gets close, he will feel suspicious.

Even if Liang Zhenhu wasn't as thoughtful as Liang Ming, he was still the prince of the six states and the leader of the Torch Clan, so he still had some innate sense of danger.

What Yongli has to do is to disintegrate his consciousness and strike when he is not prepared!

Regarding the assassination, Yongli did not act recklessly.In fact, it is best to wait for the difficulty to come. When the time comes, the two of them will cooperate with each other, and there is a [-]% chance of winning.But people cannons don't wait for anyone, they have been delayed by Liang Ming for two days, presumably Liang Zhenhu has already re-connected people cannons, just waiting for the witchcraft to be completed.

Unable to wait for a temporary stall, Yongli could only go by himself.

Even if he acted on his own, he was [-]% to [-]% sure. Firstly, his status and lack of internal energy would definitely make Liang Zhenhu take it lightly; secondly, he knew where Liang Zhenhu's weakness was. Yue, with this magical bone blade, has a better chance of winning!

Yes, Yongli dared to assassinate Liang Zhenhu in a state where his meridians were completely destroyed, because he knew his weakness.

Dayong and Liuzhou have been fighting for nearly half a year, and they have accumulated enough first-hand information on each other's generals.Especially on Dayong's side, Liang Zhenhu was very troubled from the very first battle. This man's foreign skills are very good. Standing there alone, he is invulnerable, like a wall of iron and steel.

He can even block the elite soldiers on the battlefield, how will Yongli assassinate him?

That's intelligence.

All exercises must have the gate of life.

How many soldiers did Dayong die before he could deduce Liang Zhenhu's fate, but unfortunately, the six states surrendered, and they lost the chance to kill Liang Zhenhu.

Now Yongli has a chance, and he is very clear about Liang Zhenhu's destiny.

Not the head, not the throat, not the chest, not the belly.

It's his right wrist.

On the battlefield, Liang Zhenhu can be naked without even wearing light armor, and directly use his body to block weapons, but only his wrists have iron guards.

That doesn't mean his fate is on the wrist, but it's a direction.Afterwards, many Dayong soldiers directly attacked his wrist, but he dodged them all - if this place is also invulnerable, why do we need to dodge?

There are many capable people in Dayong's army who have profound martial arts attainments. They combined countless foreign martial arts and analyzed the many fights with Liang Zhenhu, and they can basically judge that his life is in the wrist, and it is the right hand!

Yongli was very close to Liang Zhenhu at this time, he lowered his eyes pretending to be timid, and his eyes just fell on his right wrist.

The six states are about to enter winter, Liang Zhenhu is still shirtless in order to show his majesty, showing his strong muscles. Around his waist is a thin leather belt, and the trousers are also a very common fabric. The sharp-eyed Yongli can easily Identifying them is no rarity.

Only his wrists wore two black iron bracelets.

This wristband is simple in style, and there are no carved patterns, it looks like it is worn casually, showing its brave embellishment.

But Yongli has seen it many times, almost every portrait of Liang Zhenhu has this wrist ring.

He has been wearing it on and off the battlefield, and at such private banquets.

If it's useless, then it's a ghost.

Yongli's only worry is whether he can pierce through the black iron wristband with the bone blade in his sleeve because he has no inner strength!

He doesn't doubt that the bone blade cuts iron like mud, especially this kind of straight piercing, the angle is straight, and the sharp blade hits the hard surface, which makes it easier to pierce. trouble.

At that time, he was shot to death by Liang Zhenhu, and Yan Junyue and Liang Ming could not escape death, not to mention the innocent people who might be turned into human cannons and Dayong's 30 soldiers!

He is not worried about the safety of the Great Yong Dynasty, because Shen Junzhao is there.

No...he was also worried, he was worried that his Zhaojun would go with him...

Thinking of this, Yongli only felt a moment of fear, followed by a belief so strong that even he himself felt terrible.

Must live, must kill Liang Zhenhu.

For all.

What's more, his Ah Zhao!

Yongli's heart was overwhelmed, but his face remained unchanged.At this time, his excellent psychological quality is undoubtedly leaking out - when he was young, he had to support the huge Qin family, when he was young, he had to shoulder the entire country, and at the age of sixteen he had seen life and death on the battlefield - at this moment, even if he Without internal strength, the hand is also very steady.

Only success, only success.

He can!

After killing Liang Zhenhu, he can return to Shoujing and return to Shen Zhaojun's side.

With this name on his lips, his handsome face appeared in his mind, Yongli was like a god, his chest was full of courage and fearlessness!

Liang Zhenhu never took his eyes off him: "Can you drink?"

Yongli seemed a little nervous.

Liang Zhenhu had already pushed him a glass of wine: "Drink it."

Yong Li bit his lower lip.

Liang Zhenhu laughed loudly: "I heard that you have learned some Yong knowledge? Do you know that there is a saying that the elders can't refuse."

Yongli sneered in his heart, and thought: You are also considered a fucking elder.

"This..." Yongli murmured.

Liang Zhenhu's eyes were hot, like a jackal stalking its prey: "Drink it."

Yongli was frightened, so he could only take the wine glass tremblingly. With this movement, his red sleeves fell down, revealing his snow-white wrists, which made Liang Zhenhu's eyes even hotter.

Seeing this, Liang Ming felt as if a huge rock had blocked his chest, making him unable to breathe.

Liang Zhenhu didn't care about his appearance, he only urged Yongli to drink cup by cup.

Liuzhou wine is strong, drinking like this, a strong man can put it down, not to mention the delicate beauty of the Yan clan.

Liang Zhenhu just wanted to get her drunk.

Yongli's cheeks were flushed, his beautiful black eyes were gradually out of focus, and the end of his eyes stained with alcohol became more and more charming. Not to mention Liang Zhenhu, everyone present couldn't move their eyes away.

Such a stunner is truly rare!

Seeing that the beauty was drunk, Liang Zhenhu felt an itch in his chest: "What do you think of this wine?"

Yongli's voice smelled of alcohol: "Wang..."

A single word, like a young cat's paw, makes people's ears itchy and their hearts tremble.

Liang Zhenhu couldn't hold back, he grabbed his waist and pulled him closer.

Yongli's feet swayed, panicked.

Liang Zhenhu only felt that the waist in his hands was thin but not thin, and he could feel the smooth lines through his clothes, which was more intoxicating than the most mellow fine wine.

The beauty is in her arms, so delicate.

Look at her hibiscus flour, black eyebrows and lips full of mellow wine fragrance...

Liang Zhenhu, who was not drunk after a thousand cups, was in a trance.

If you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk, but the drunken beauty in front of him made him lose his mind.

Is Yong Li drunk?

Really drunk.

So what if you're drunk, it's just killing someone, you don't need to be sober.

Yongli smiled sweetly, and his voice was as soft as honey: "My lord, your hands are so painful."

Liang Zhenhu had been confused by him for a long time, knowing that his wrist was the key point, he deliberately stretched out his wrist to tease her: "You delicate and weak little guy, I am really afraid of breaking you."

Fortunately, Yong Li was drunk, otherwise the bone blade would have pierced his mouth first, so as not to be disgusted to death.

Yongli made an effort to wake himself up, looked at his wrist and said, "It's because the king's wristband is too hard."

This soft and waxy voice made Liang Zhenhu ecstatic, but his vigilance was deep in his bones, he never took off his wristband even when he fell asleep, and he will never take it off now.

Yongli didn't want him to take it off, but just wanted to confirm it again.

If it wasn't something crucial, with Liang Zhenhu's current state, he wouldn't hold on to it.

He didn't pick it, but Yongli heaved a sigh of relief.

Liang Zhenhu had long thought of her snow-white wrist, but now he pulled it out and looked at it, and felt that it was as delicate and smooth as suet, which formed an extremely sharp contrast with his own thick and thick wrist.

Liang Zhenhu was fascinated by it, and held her wrist.

Yongli smiled and said, "It hurts."

Liang Zhenhu: "!"

Just when he was about to hug the beauty in front of him horizontally, a silver light flashed slightly.

Liang Zhenhu keenly sensed the danger, but Yongli was still smiling at him, his beautiful black eyes were as gentle as water, his snow-white skin was the softest milk jelly, and his curved red lips were like the sweetest berries, which made people feel happy. think……

boom!Metal clatter!

Puff!The sharp blade pierces the flesh!

Liang Zhenhu's eyes widened, he slowly lowered his head, and looked at his wrist in disbelief.

Blood flowed profusely, his internal energy was vented wildly, and the severe pain destroyed his sanity.

"You..." Liang Zhenhu was furious: "You bitch..."

Before he finished speaking, Yongli pulled out the bone blade and stabbed it straight into his throat.

The gate of life was broken, and the foreigner's kung fu of invulnerability to swords and guns was all lost. Yongli had a sharp weapon like a bone blade in his hand, and it was easy to pierce his throat.

Yongli is not familiar with murder.

But he knows that everything should be done neatly, and troubles will happen if you delay.

His snow-white face was splashed with blood, and his black eyes were dull and dull, but his thoughts were calm and his movements were nimble. After making another knife in Liang Zhenhu's heart, Yong Li took advantage of everyone's dumbfounded, and cut through it. Dressed in cumbersome red clothes, he was able to escape from the tent dexterously.

When passing Liang Ming, Yongli glanced at him.

Liang Ming: "You..." are a man!