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

The sound of the horse's hooves moved from far to near, and every time the horse's hooves stepped on the wet mud, a piece was sunken, leaving a shallow hoof-shaped footprint.

The carriage gradually became clear from the early morning mist, and sitting in the middle of the sedan chair was Han Dongli in casual clothes.

Han Dongli took out the jade cold whistle from his bosom. The whistle was exquisitely crafted, and the jade-shaped whistle showed matte lines. Han Dongli put it by his mouth. won't blow.

"Sure enough, he and I are still different." He lowered his head and smiled coldly, with a hint of bitterness in his voice.

Lifting the curtain of the carriage, Han Dongli threw the jade handle out of the window.

"Be quick, deal with these corpses for me."

The sword-browed man in military uniform let out a roar, and several pawns followed up step by step, raising their legs and arms one by one, half-dragging and half-dragging them into the prepared sacks, and then handing them over to the frontline porters who collected the corpses.

Most of those porters were captives from other countries, or those in the army who had reached a certain age and could not fight on the front line. They threw them into mass graves in the back mountain one by one.

The soldiers passing by were afraid that they would be infected with bad luck, so they either took a detour, or hid one by one as if they were hiding from the epidemic.

Seeing one dying soldier after another being scrawled and buried in this way, Zhi Ming felt a twinge of pain in his eyes.

These soldiers are all hot-blooded men with strong power, but because of his obsessive selfish desires, he attacked Xu Su, causing them to become souls of the sword one after another. Is this what he wants to see?

"Why can't these people be treated again? Are you frontline medical officers just waiting to die?"

Regardless of his current status, Zhi Ming pulled a medical officer who hurried past him with a medical kit, and said angrily.

"Why do you, a cook, manage so much? The battle on the front line is urgent, and there is not enough medicine in the army. Isn't it a waste to use it for these half-dead people?"

The medical officer pushed Zhiming away, tightly guarded the medicine box, and turned to leave.

"The medicines in your medicine box are all precious medicinal materials sent from the Western Regions. I don't know how many soldiers with the right to heaven can be saved. As a medical officer personally appointed by the Holy Majesty, for your own selfish desires, you actually treat human life like nothing. You Is this still worthy of being my Tianquan medical officer?"

The medical officer's eyes widened instantly when he heard the words, and after he understood what he said, he became anxious, pointed at Zhi Ming and said tremblingly: "Where did the yellow-mouthed kid dare to talk nonsense here? I am personally appointed by the Holy Spirit." Medical officer, to slander me is to slander the Holy One!"

Zhi Ming frowned, slandering the Holy One? !This person must have too much breath!

"You said that you are a medical officer personally appointed by the Holy Majesty, so have you never met the Holy Majesty?" Zhi Ming grabbed his skirt and yelled indignantly.

The expression on the medical officer's face froze, he took half a step back, and the medicine box on his shoulder slipped to the ground in an instant. "You, what do you mean by that?"

"Everyone in the army knows that the current Holy Master Zhiming disappeared at the border of Tianxuan. There are even rumors in the army that the old nobleman of Tianxuan murdered him. However, all of this is just your wild guesses without evidence."

The medical officer opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"Because, I am your current saint...well."

Before Zhi Ming finished speaking, Tang Guang suddenly stuffed a meat bun into his mouth, "This is my brother, there is a problem here, as soon as he sees people, he likes to call himself the Holy One, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I disturbed everyone gone."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately pulled him towards the back kitchen.

Seeing this, the medical officer hurriedly removed the medical box from the ground, patted the dust on it, and left in a dejected manner.

Tang Guang saw this scene from the broken window in the back kitchen, he was relieved, and then reached out to help him take out the meat bun in his mouth.

"Hey, what are you doing, I'm saving people's lives!" Zhi Ming was extremely angrily about to go to the medical officer to argue, but he had just walked a few steps, but the sleeve robe was pulled.

"Brother, do you want to save A Li, or do you want to save them?"

"I..." Zhi Ming hesitated to speak, he turned his head and looked sideways at the group of porters who were in a hurry, a faint pain slid out of the corner of his eyes.

They face the dead all day long, their faces are full of dimples, and the dead skin on their hands has grown and fallen off so many layers. They live in a daze all day long, like a wooden man.

In the past, he was just the young king in Yuzhao Mountain who ate and waited to die and didn't care about world affairs. Unexpectedly, he was bewitched by one person and involved in the disputes of this troubled world. In the end, he was instigated by others. It is no longer possible to come back.

He has failed the world, and he has failed even more.

"Brother, I know that you are kind and kind to the common people, but don't forget our big plan, okay?" Tang Guang persuaded in a low voice, took out the jade cold Xiao with hot stamped characters from his bosom, and handed it to Zhi Ming stepped forward, "A Li, he is still waiting for you."

As night fell, the carriage slowly stopped in front of a post station.

"My brother Bai Zhi, is he in this inn?" Han Dongli got out of the car with some doubts. Every dormitory in this inn was brightly lit. People in Juntian had the habit of going to bed with lights. Looking at the momentum, There are quite a lot of travelers staying in this inn.

"I've already done what the lord told me. As for whether or not Mr. Bai is in this inn, it's not a subordinate's job."

As soon as the coachman finished speaking, he patted the horse's belly with his hands, immediately turned the carriage around, and galloped away towards the road it came from.

Han Dongli watched the carriage get farther and farther away in the night, Su Er lowered his head and smiled, "I thought you would kill me, Yu Xiao."

After all, the wooden door of the inn was pushed open, and an old woman with white hair on her temples came in, leaning on a wooden crutch, "Do you want to stay in the inn, my lord?"

There were a few guests in the main hall of the inn, drinking tea around the fire. From what they were talking about, Han Dongli could probably deduce that their identities were woodcutters who cut wood for a living in this area. There was a pair of axes tied to it, and one of them had a long scar on his face, which looked a little hideous from a distance.

The scarred man's gaze had been fixed on Han Dongli since the moment he stepped into the store. When Han Dongli walked up to him, the two of them suddenly looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a bit subtle.

Han Dongli took out a handful of broken silver from his pocket, and patted it on the table at the front desk, "I want to ask you about someone."

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Here's the Copes:

A Li set two jade cold Xiao, one "Li Ren" and one "Yan Zhi"

"Liren" was brought by Ah Li when he was sent to heaven, and the song he played was "Ode to Liren"

"Yanzhi" was brought by A Li when he was on an envoy, and the song he played was "Jinghong"

The jade Lengxiao that Ah Li threw away in this chapter is "Yanzhi". In short, these two jade Lengxiao are the products of Zhili and Xiaoli, the two major CPs. Assassin fans, do you like "Zhili" or What about "Xiaoli"?

PS: Zhili is about to meet, and it is still in planning.

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