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

A full moon is in the sky, and the moonlight shines on the cold Jiaoweiqin. The falling red outside the window inadvertently floats into the house and falls on the strings.

"I have learned a lot tonight. As a mere man, the Lord Yaoguang has such a good appearance. It's no wonder that Zhiming Emperor will never forget it."

In the haze, Han Dongli only felt a chuckle coming from above his head, and he frowned, the dull pain in his chest seemed to cut his skin like a knife, and even raised his eyelids, which was normal in the eyes of others, he was tossing his head thin sweat.

However, when he raised his eyes, what he could see was a pair of snow-white cloud root boots with elegant Suzhou embroidery patterns embroidered on the boots.

Although he couldn't see the man's face, he could clearly feel the aristocratic aura emanating from this man, which was different from the rustic aura emanating from the rough woodcutters in the inn.

The man squatted down and slowly stretched out his knuckle-knuckle hand.

Let that cold hand caress his cheek like a spirit snake, those hands are icy cold, with large and small sword calluses on the palm, the feeling of touching his face is like polishing his own skin with sandpaper. Feeling good, Han Dongli hummed subconsciously, trying to avoid it, but after struggling for a long time, he found that it was all in vain.

"If you don't die, how can I get this world?" The mysterious man whispered, his eyes still calm.

Han Dongli could hear clearly this time, the voice of that man was about 20 years old, the voice was thick and deep, with a trailing tremolo of male hormones, the accent didn't look like an old man, let alone Yaoguang people.

"You... who are you?"

"It's okay to tell you." As soon as the mysterious man said this, he immediately clasped Han Dongli's jaw with his left hand, and forced his gaze into his eyes with such force that it seemed to be embedded in flesh and blood, "You ruin my future , kill my best friend, kill my love, you are my enemy!"

My biggest wish in this life is to kill you.

A red pill was forcibly poured down his throat, and the mysterious man reached out and raised his jaw, forcing him to swallow it.

i... i don't want to...

I haven't done it....

i am not him....

The corners of the lips twitched slightly, echoing in the throat, but no sound came out.

All the strength in his body was lost in an instant, as if countless ants were gnawing at his nerves all over his body, Han Dongli bowed sideways on the ground, covering his chest with his hands, panting continuously.

"Open your eyes and look at me."

Han Dongli's eyes were forcibly opened by the man with his hands, but the fog in front of him seemed to be unable to dissipate. The cold moonlight shot at the focal point of his pupils like a reflective prism, and the depths of the pupils suddenly grew. Make a white dot.

"Looking at your current appearance, if the Zhiming King who treats you like his life sees him, he will definitely want to skin me and tear me apart with his own hands, then hang me upside down with a rope for three days and three nights, and bleed to death. But... ..." The mysterious man moved his face closer and smiled playfully. "Even if he intended, he would never know that I killed you."

regard me as my life...

Could it be that he wanted to accuse Yu Xiao of killing him, causing the two sides to fight, and then he reaped the benefits?

He was the one who insisted on leaving the place, but he never thought that this departure would harm so many innocent people...

Han Dongli's eyes were slightly red, and a fishy sweetness surged up his throat.

The mysterious man straightened up suddenly, put his hands behind his back, and stood still for a while.

The full moonlight was mixed with a few scattered stars, which sprinkled a layer of silver on his hair, and the corners of his eyes were moist, which was also clear and hard to hide.

"Come on."

In the distance, a few jackdaws flew swiftly across the mountains and forests. Han Dongli closed his eyes calmly. He has been wandering in this world for several months. These few months are already a great gift to him from the heavens. If someone forcibly takes his life , then, come on.

A strong woodcutter came over, squinted his triangular eyes, and glanced disdainfully at the motionless man lying on the ground.

"I didn't expect that we would meet so soon. I wanted to taste your taste before you die. Maybe I can ask my lord to give you another way to die. But our lord is not happy." The woodcutter After the husband finished speaking, the long scar on his face became even more ferocious.

There was a sharp pain in the back of the waist, and the man's sharp and square buckskin boots kicked his spinal cord mercilessly. Han Dongli groaned in pain, and the veins in his hands bulged.

"Shenhu." The mysterious man urged impatiently.

"Puff-"

The slightly cold liquid enveloped the body in an instant, the white light in the eyes instantly turned into a black gossamer, and the breathing suddenly stagnated, as if a hand was tightly pinching his neck, and his mind was like being enlightened.The mysterious man before sinking into the lake had already untied himself, and the original purpose was so... ruthless.

The most tormenting thing is not the physical pain, but that something is wearing down one's will little by little, but one can't do anything about it.

The dull pain in the chest can no longer be felt, and the blood flowing between the blood vessels seems to be slowly coagulating.

On his neck, black cracks like withered manjusawa had already spread, gradually extending from the neck to the jaw, and finally reaching his slashed jaw.

"A...Ming."

Until the last moment of my life, I think about you.

I have never regretted, like you.

Han Dongli suddenly raised his eyes, those eyes were as pure as clear water without any impurities, like the stars imprinted on the top of his head.

When the person playing the qin was not paying attention, the strings of the qin broke at the sound.

"My lord, that boy has been settled now, you promise me a small amount of money..." The scarred man smiled slyly and rubbed his fingers. Anyone with a discerning eye could see what his intention was.

"That's natural." The mysterious man sneered, squinted his eyes, and suddenly pulled out a long sword glowing with silver light from behind. The scarred man backed away in shock, and a flash of silver light flashed, and the man's head had been blocked. The neck was cut off.

Blood sprayed all over the place.

"No one has ever known my true identity." A sneer froze on the mysterious man's lips, and a trace of cruelty slipped from the corner of his eyes. "Never."

Putting the sword back into its sheath, the mysterious man kicked the head into the bottom of the lake, watching the clear water of the lake instantly stained red with blood, from the beginning to the end, there was a narrow smile on his lips.

"My lord." At this moment, a man suddenly came over, cupped his fists and bowed respectfully to the mysterious man. "The Tianquan army is already on the verge of the city of Qisu, and now is the time for us to act."

The mysterious man nodded, "You did a good job." After saying this, the two stepped on the branches and flew away together.

Under the moon, a black shadow flashed behind the tree.

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