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

At the junction of bang and drum, the sky suddenly broke.

When the sky was slightly bright, there was the sound of soldiers being ordered outside the battlefield. Seeing the corpses piled up like a mountain, Zhi Ming stood up, raised the sword he was carrying with him, and wanted to go outside the tent.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Tang Guang quickly grabbed his arm and asked anxiously.

"Let go of me." Zhi Ming shook off the man's arm, held the tiger amulet in the palm of his hand, a cruel arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I want to fight that Yuxiao to the death."

"Xiao Li won't die!"

Zhi Ming's eyes suddenly turned to Tang Guang who was at the side, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly sneered, "King Tianxuan, what you want to express to me is that he has gone back to your dynasty again, isn't it?"

"That's not what I mean, what I mean is..." Tang Guang looked at Zhi Ming in front of him, was shocked by the coldness in his eyes, hesitated for a while but didn't know how to speak.

"You want to say that Ah Li happened on the border of Xunsu, not by the bloody sword of King Xunsu himself. If you use this reason to capture Xunsu, it would be inappropriate, right?"

Tang Guang nodded frequently when he heard the words, but inadvertently glanced at the reddish eye sockets of the man, and the angular and sad look between the brows and eyes, he was a little dazed.

Seeing this, Zhiming's throat choked up, and the corner of his mouth turned cold, "You and I decree that if there is anyone in the army who disturbs the morale of the army, the end will be the same as that of General Wei who hangs under the tower of Tianquan City."

Kill without mercy.

When Zhi Ming entered the battlefield with his sword in hand, he didn't notice the magenta figure standing in the depths of the bamboo forest not far away.

As the white robe approached, the man in white walked up to him and brushed off the two scattered pear blossoms on his shoulders casually, "After all, he can afford the world for you."

Murong Li froze slightly, turned around to look at that person, a look of disappointment flashed across his eyes, he turned his head to look at the Yan branch Chang Xiao in his hand, and sighed softly: "The trivial matters in this world are so complicated, I just want to live in seclusion among the clouds and mountains, but among the common people, there is still one person in my heart that I can't let go..."

"He loves you so much, you are really willing to..." Now that you have made a decision, why not let it go.

"But he failed me after all!"

"That's all." Qi Zhikan shook his head, looking at the grand scene covered by banners and flags in the distance, "If Zhiming insists on attacking the city at this time, civil strife will inevitably occur among the people in the city. , will never take the lives of the people in this city and the lives of the heavenly soldiers as bargaining chips."

The implication is self-evident: Murongli, it's time for you to see him.

Half a month ago, Qi Zhikan, who was wearing a coir hat, was fishing by the lake on the Yuheng Ancient Road. He occasionally heard the almost inaudible sound of gunfire by the lake.

Qi Zhikan just took a few steps towards the source of the sound, and then turned back.

"Help me... save me..."

The sound of "□□" sounded again, and the breath became weaker and weaker. Qi Zhikan was slightly stunned, and walked quickly towards the source of the sound. In the shallows was a frail man in red.

The jet-black hair has been scattered, and it was a little knotted by the lake water. The wet black hair stuck to the ears and chest. I don't care about the lively fish, saving people is the most important thing.

As soon as he got back to the firewood house, Qi Zhikan immediately lit the charcoal in the room to cope with the cold in winter, and boiled a bowl of ginger soup on the stove. Just as he was about to feed the ginger soup to the man in red, he saw the man Suddenly he stood up from the bed with force, his eyes full of horror.

"You, you're awake." Qi Zhikan brought the bowl of ginger soup in front of the man in red, and when he saw his face clearly, his arms trembled slightly, and the ginger soup was thrown all over the floor in an instant without holding it firmly.

"It's not hot, is it?" Han Dongli was stunned, and suddenly pulled out his hand, "Oh, look at you, a big man, why are you so stupid, your hands are red!"

"Murongli, what are you pretending to be?"

Han Dongli raised his head slightly, looked at the stunned look on the man's face in white, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his chapped lower lip, "You, do you want to say that you know me?"

Qi Zhikan looked at the reaction of the man in red, with disgust on his brows, "My wood house is remote and simple, and I can't accommodate people with such noble status as the young master. If the young master rests for a while, if he can walk normally, he can go to bed as soon as possible before dark." Get out of my firewood house."

Saying that, the man in white flicked his sleeves and pushed the door away.

"Qi Zhikan!"

"It seems that Lord Murong is not suffering from amnesia. The frown just now can be seen as a symptom of amnesia. Even the current holy man who is thinking about you may not be able to see a little bit of falsehood. It seems that the folk rumors The Lord Murong has nine orifices in his heart, and when Qi saw it today, he was really convinced." Qi Zhikan turned around, shook his head and looked at the man in red, his words were full of sarcasm.

The man in red with a tired expression but still unable to hide his stunning face was the one who ruined his homeland and indirectly caused the death of his beloved. People don't deserve anyone's pity at all.

"You, are you finished?" The man in red turned his head, his thin dry lips parted and closed slightly, "I want to tell you a story. In the story, there are two male protagonists who love each other and promise to accompany each other for the rest of their lives. , but in that dynasty, it was natural for men to fall in love, so one party finally couldn't bear the pressure from the outside world and betrayed the other..."

"The person who was betrayed by the one he loves is called Han Dongli. He has already died in the depths of the pear blossom forest. From then on, I will be called Murongli."

There was a faint cold light between the deep pupils of the king sitting upright in the city of Xunsu.Hearing Taishi Ling's mouth spitting, he felt a sharp pain in his forehead.

"Why did Ah Li have an accident at the border where I lived, shouldn't you escort him back to Yaoguang County?" Yu Xiao Junyi frowned, his eyes were full of anxiety and regret.

He absolutely shouldn't have sent Ah Li to that kind of place, where the power of heaven is provoking every day, and border wars are frequent, if it wasn't for Xun Su who can't be leaderless in the near future, he can't wait to go back to Yaoguang with him.

He can't even protect the one he loves so much, what kind of man is he? Don't want this throne!

However, the only thing he worries about is the thousands of people who live here. He is the king of the place. Even if he doesn't care about his own life, he must take care of their lives. Thousands of flesh are turned into thousands of people just because of his own selfish desires. Thousand dead souls, he can't afford such a crime.

"If Ah Li really died on the border where I live, this king is willing to use me to live in a country and be buried with him."

He will ask Na Zhiming, he can give his own country with both hands, as long as that person does not slaughter the people in his city, and does not kill the people of his country, then he is willing to be buried with Ah Li.

"Your Majesty, what time is it, and you are still worrying about the safety of the dead man!" That Taishi Ling beat his chest and feet with snot and tears, saying that he would rather support his elder brother, who had the heart of a tiger and wolf in his heart. Yuxiu is the king of the palace, and he is unwilling to support Yuxiao who is a king who is indulging in love day by day even though he has the talent of an emperor.

This is the fate of the old man!

That Tai Shiling looked at Yu Xiao helplessly, shook his head, at this moment, a thin soldier suddenly staggered into the hall, prostrated himself at Yu Xiao's feet, "Your Majesty, the Tianquan army has arrived at the city! "

The author has something to say:

In order to write the husband and wife in white, Awei specially went to make up an assassin 1

By the way, my little angels, do you like Jian Qi or Qi Jian, it's so hard to choose...

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