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

As soon as he finished speaking, the man with the scar suddenly got up from the crowd, walked up to him and bowed his hands: "Is the young master an old man?"

"A place to live?" Han Dongli raised his eyebrows, "I'm from Yaoguang, and I came here to find my brother."

The scarred man let out a chuckle, folded his hands and looked at the stunning man in front of him who covered half his face, "I heard that you Yaoguang people are always honest with others, why do you see people with half the face, could it be the face under the veil, Can't see anyone?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone around laughed at the same time. Han Dongli pretended to be calm and smiled brightly. The snowy silk on his face was not impossible to pick off, but it was better to be out of the house than to do less. He and Yao Guang The ruler of the country is so similar, and Xi Su and Tianquan are at war again, if he accidentally bumps into His Majesty Tianquan, he will die.

He still wants to find a way to wear it back alive.

"The ugliness on the outside can be covered up, but the ugliness on the inside cannot be covered up."

The corners of Han Dongli's mouth curled into an arc that seemed to be there, and the men by the stove immediately jumped up when they heard the words, and one of the men who was particularly excited pointed to his nose and shouted: "The hair doesn't even grow. Qi's little bastard, if you have the ability, tell me again!"

Damn, you keep getting otitis media or something, water gets in your ears and ends up in your brain?

Just as Han Dongli was about to refute, he suddenly saw a wisp of green smoke rising from the man's head, and immediately understood what was going on.

Seeing that Han Dongli didn't talk to him, the man became even more annoyed. He put the knife on his shoulder, walked over and put his leg on the chair in front of Han Dongli, "I'm asking you a damn question."

Han Dongli twitched his eyes and pointed at the man's bottom.

"Brother, brother, the back of your clothes is on fire." A younger brother said in surprise.

The man had just realized that he jumped up clutching his buttocks all of a sudden, and the group of boys hurriedly took white rags and brooms and slapped his buttocks vigorously.

"You motherfucker, give me some light."

"Brother, don't use your strength to put out the fire."

"You....Ahaha....Be gentle with me...Ah, are you fucking avenging yourself...Hiss..."

A young man in white standing on the second floor of the inn saw this scene, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "This play is really wonderful."

The man in white was followed by two boys with double braids, one of them was serious and unsmiling, called Forsythia, and the other was small, delicate, lively, and called Miaoyin.

"My lord, it's getting late." Miaoyin reminded softly as she followed the white-clothed man with a five-string Jiaoweiqin in her hand. "We should be on our way."

The man in white shook his hands slightly, put down the cup in his hand, put away the Momei folding fan at his waist, threw two ounces of silver on the wooden table at will, got up and went down the staircase corridor.

At this time, Han Dongli also took advantage of the chaos to walk up the stairs. Because he walked too hurriedly, he accidentally rubbed against the shoulder of the young man in white.

"Are you all right, son?"

"No...it's fine."

The moment he met the eyes of the young man wearing half a silver mask, Han Dongli blinked his eyes. Through the mask, he seemed to be able to see a pair of familiar eyes.

"Brother Bai Zhi." He tentatively grabbed his sleeve, and took off the silk veil on his face.

The man in white turned his head, also took off half of the silver mask on his face, and said in surprise, "Xiao Li."

"I thought he wouldn't let you go, but I didn't expect Yu Xiao to be such a heartless person."

Bai Zhi shook his head, a strange emotion stained his face.

Seeing that Bai Zhi's expression was a little downcast, Han Dongli immediately untied the shawl on his body, walked over on his own, and put the shawl on his shoulders. "Brother Baizhi, what's on your mind?"

Bai Zhi patted his hand on his shoulder comfortingly, "I've been worrying about you these days, how are you doing at Xun Su, and why did Yu Xiao let you go all of a sudden? ?”

Looking at the face where the candlelight flickered, Han Dongli smiled: "The person he likes is actually not me at all. I stay there just to make things difficult for him."

Bai Zhi's face darkened, he felt his throat itch, and the smell of blood rushed upwards, he suddenly pushed Han Dongli away, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, a few drops of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, dripping onto his pure white skin. above the cuffs.

The thrust just now was too strong, and Han Dongli didn't have any defense against Bai Zhi. He staggered a few steps and fell backwards. What is it like?

"Brother Baizhi, what's wrong with you, do you want me to call the doctor?"

Han Dongli struggled to straighten up, without thinking too much, he hurriedly walked out of the house, but his sleeve robe was suddenly pulled. "Brother Baizhi?"

"Xiao Li, this is my old disease for many years. I asked the doctor of Witch Doctor Valley to see it before. The doctor said that this disease can be cured by extraordinary medicine. Besides, it's so late, it's too dangerous for you to go out alone."

The genius doctor said that heart disease needs to be healed by heart medicine. Some diseases are carried in life. Ordinary medicine can only temporarily suppress the toxicity in the body. If you want to cure the disease completely, you need to find the medicine primer.

But what is that medicine introduction?

Han Dongli was stunned for a moment, then sat cross-legged in front of him again, looking at him worriedly, "What should I do?"

"Xiao Li, would you like to drink with me?" After a moment of dullness, Bai Zhi suddenly smiled, went to the cabinet in the room, took out a wooden box from inside, and took out a jug of wine and two pencils from the wooden box. Silver teacup.

"No, brother Bai Zhi, how can you drink now?" Han Dongli frowned slightly, and wanted to snatch the wine, but the person in front of him dodged it lightly.

"Give it to me, if you don't give it to me, I'll smash all the wine you brought!"

The voice was not sharp, but there was a hint of undeniable refusal mixed in, and the eyes were so firm as a rock, very much like that person's appearance when he was fierce to him...

"Xiao Li, do you just want to watch your brother Bai Zhi suffer so much?"

Han Dongli was taken aback when he heard the words, this sudden sentence stunned him for a moment, before he could react, Bai Zhi had already lowered his hand to fill the wine glasses in front of the two of them.

"Xiao Li will drink a few glasses of wine with me, and after drinking..." Bai Zhi suddenly moved his face closer, "I'll be fine."

Han Dongli frowned, although he felt strange in his heart, but since Brother Baizhi said so, it's okay to have a drink with him.

The silver-painted cup in front of him was full of Yulu fine wine, Han Dongli picked up the wine and drank it quickly, his whole movement was as clean as flowing water.

After drinking that glass of wine, he subconsciously pursed his lower lip, suddenly became dizzy, and frowned unconsciously, "Brother Bai Zhi, is this wine so strong?"

"Boom-"

Where the candle was flickering, Bai Zhi smiled warmly, raised his eyes and looked at the person lying motionless on the ground indifferently, until he watched the person being tied up and dragged out of the room, his throat suddenly felt hot, a touch of bright red went smoothly The corners of the lips meander down.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Kepu came out again:

A Li is no longer a dog, no longer a dog, how could A Wei, who is a real mother, let our little A Li be a dog.

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