[Zhili] Biography of the Assassin: The Dragon Has No Regrets

Tianshu County Zhongju.

Under the eaves outside the mottled courtyard gate, a leather lantern with Zhong characters swayed slightly.

In the study, Zhong Kunyi was writing with a pen very seriously by the lamp, with his saber on the short side.Luo Min relaxed his hands and feet, and used a thin iron pick to light up the candle.

In an instant, the hall was full of candlelight.

Zhong Kunyi heard the movement, looked up to see that the person was Luo Min, and said with a smile, "It's so late, why are you still awake?"

"Isn't Master not going to bed yet?" Luo Min nodded slightly and bowed to Zhong Kunyi: "Did Luo Min disturb Master?"

"Do you know about the fact that King Tianquan was taken into the army?" Zhong Kunyi didn't answer Luo Min's words, but asked instead.

Luo Min trembled slightly when he heard the words, and hurriedly said, "How could Master know about this?"

"Luo Min, you and I are a teacher and apprentice. Some things, before you do them, the teacher has already expected the results." Zhong Kunyi leisurely put the ink-stained brush holder back into the inkstone , sighed softly: "Luo Min, do you know what the consequences of doing this are?"

Luo Min is naturally a person who can read words and expressions, and when he saw Master's face, he knew that something was wrong. "Master's words..."

"The world is in chaos, ten miles away, Juntian fell into disintegration again, and even Tianshu is not immune to this disaster." Zhong Kunyi's face was slightly cold, and he drafted a letter and handed it to Luo Min, and said coldly: "Will you This letter of recommendation is given to General Tianquan who is currently stationed in Xunsu. His teacher is one of Juntian's four sons. That vulgar person will naturally betray your face. You must first find Zhiming before that Murongli. "

"That way, you will be able to be reused in Tianquan, and your career path will be brighter and more open."

At that time, it will be time for the master's plan to come true.

"Master, but isn't Murong Li..." already dead?

What Luo Min said in return was Zhong Kunyi's more lengthy silence.

I saw Zhong Kunyi brought a pair of U-shaped scissors with sharp blades, cut off the wick of the candle lamp in front of him, looked at the face where the candle flame flashed by, and said with a smile to himself: "He is still alive."

Yu Xiao's black eyes flickered like lacquer, but there was a dead silence in the palace room where the lights were always on and the black mantle was pierced with gold.

It was still cold, and the stove in the house was billowing green smoke, Yu Xiao just looked at him with a shocked face, and the corners of his eyes were slightly wet.

"A Li, you, don't make such jokes, okay?" Yu Xiao said, restraining her trembling hand, and put it on Han Dongli's shoulder.

Just now, Ah Li's thin lips were pursed lightly, his eyebrows were slightly frown, and the corners of his lips were slightly parted into a slit.

"Yuxiao, I'm not Murongli." The person you like, let alone me.

No, it won't be like this, he is obviously A Li, those eyes, those eyebrows, that demeanor and movement, every frown and smile are all a secret hidden deep in his heart, he will not admit his mistake, definitely not.

"Since that day, when you said that to me in the Imperial Garden, I have wanted to tell you about it." Han Dongli suddenly lowered his head, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips, "Yu Xiao, Do you believe that there are ghosts and gods in the world?"

Yu Xiao stood there steadfastly, her face became more gloomy.He didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but since Ah Li's resurrection, he believed it more and more. The funeral scene of Ah Li's coffin was well known, although it was horrifying, it was expected. He also went, he had personally tested Ah Li's heart despite Zhiming's objection, and there was no ups and downs at all. If he really wasn't Ah Li, then who is standing in front of him now?

"I'm from the future, and my name is Han Dongli."

There was no room for him to think about it, such absurd and impermanent words came out of those thin lips naturally, and the person who said it didn't show any anxiety on his face.

"Wei, come." Yu Xiao fixed a glance at him, his eyes were deep, his knuckles were tightly clenched in his sleeves.

"I've been thinking these days, how did I get here, maybe it's all my destiny."

Yaoguang is Lizhen more than 2000 years later, and all this is God's will. He can't blame Tang Ming, and he can't blame anyone.

He had already consulted ancient books before his trip. Lizhen was originally an extremely weird town, especially the thousand-year-old pear flower in Lizhen. Every year, people would be sucked into it for no reason. Tang Ming drove there on purpose. , that is... Let him disappear without a sound.

"But I don't want to accept such a fateful arrangement." Han Dongli's tired eyes suddenly became tinged with ruthlessness, "I am proud by nature, maybe the original intention of God's arrangement was for me to live instead of Murongli, but I am Han Dongli, I don't want to become anyone, and I don't want to be anyone's shadow, the better you treat me, the more guilty I feel, because I stole all of this, and it's all wrong. It belongs to me, because everything I own now belongs to Mu Rongli!"

Although Han Dongli's words were improvised, he seemed to have said them thousands of times with a certain degree of relaxation. He understood what he was going to face after he finished speaking. So he's betting.

He is using his experience of getting along with him for so many days to bet that he will let him go instead of...

As soon as Han Dongli finished speaking, he saw the person in front of him raised his left palm and paused in the air for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head and sighed softly, but he didn't put it down after all.

"If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

Han Dongli raised his jaw slightly, and looked in astonishment at the sadness and timidity in the handsome face that was so close at hand.

Seeing that Han Dongli's face turned pale with shock, Yu Xiao shook his head, and when he met those phoenix eyes, his eyes trembled slightly, feeling a little nervous.

"You, let's go." Han Dongli was in a daze for a moment when he heard the words, Yu Xiao smiled bitterly, his eyes were like sharp black iron daggers, as if they were about to be engraved in Shen Shen's history, "Before this king changes his mind, you let's go."

"Until the golden age of Juntian arrives, this king will wait for you."

Han Dongli was slightly shocked when he turned around.

Above the tens of thousands of palaces and the lights of thousands of houses, there is a huge full moon. The dull ancient bells in the temple ring from the top of the mountain, lingering in the mountains, as if echoing this sentence.

Ah Li, until the golden age of Juntian arrives, this king will wait for you.

Waiting for you to come back to me.

The prosperous world will never lose.

It seems that someone with a special status once said this to himself.

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