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

Once successful, you will become an eternal soldier, and once you make mistakes in chess, you will lose all games.

If he made a wrong move when he attacked Yaoguang from the very beginning, then if he made a wrong move, he would make a wrong move, and he would be out of control ever since.

Xun Zhuli's army was forced to the Ruoshui River by an elite army of his Tianquan, and now the Tianquan Jingqi led by him Zhiming drove straight in from Yuheng Ancient Road, and surrounded the main city of Xunsu one after another, with the purpose of taking the tower The head of the superior.

Holding the tiger talisman in his hand, Zhi Ming looked at Yu Xiao who was seated in white on the tower, and a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You lost."

Yu Xiao looked at Zhi Ming under the tower from a distance. There were thousands of troops behind him. He was dressed in silver-white armor like a layer of clear light, and there was a bit of cold curse in his brows.

The lieutenant general beside him looked at him, and finally couldn't help saying: "Your Majesty, I live in the two major cities of Yuheng Ancient Road, and Jieshui City is occupied by Tianquan. The chances of our country turning the tide of the battle are basically hopeless. No, no! Let's surrender..."

"Surrender?" Yu Xiao suddenly laughed loudly, "I'm staying in the foundation of the ages, how can this Zhi Ming be able to make a decision."

Now that the battle is a foregone conclusion, Yu Xiao feels a little more calm like stagnant water in his heart.

"Then the king is determined to fight His Majesty Tian Quan to the end?" The deputy general took a deep look at Yu Xiao, and subconsciously grasped the unsheathed sword at his waist with his right hand. "But I am innocent. If we surrender, maybe the Holy One will be lenient to us..."

Yu Xiao lowered her head, and when she raised her head, her eyes were already burning brightly. "Open the city gate."

A breeze blew by, splashing the fragrant golden osmanthus all over the ground.

"My lord, I will definitely guard this eternal river and mountain."

Even if you can't keep it, the king will go to beg him.

The scarlet city gate was finally opened, and the white clothes walked around a tree of autumn osmanthus, he looked at Zhiming's eyes, those eyes were shining like watching prey.

He came to take his own life.

Zhi Ming immediately turned over from his mane, walked up to Yu Xiao, and stopped when he was only ten steps away.

"Zhi Ming, Ah Li once told me that there will be a battle between you and me." Yu Xiao stood quietly in front of the city gate for a while, and at the end, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips.

Zhi Ming was stunned for a while when he heard the word A Li, and was about to say something, when the man stopped talking, he instantly pulled out a long-bladed saber from his waist, and stabbed at the man's chest!

"Zhi Ming!" Murongli took a step forward, but Qi Zhikan clasped his left shoulder tightly with his hand.

"It's not the time yet." Qi Zhikan pulled Murongli back behind the tree, and put his helmeted arms against his shoulders, "Don't worry, with his swordsmanship, he won't lose."

An unprecedented sense of crisis spread from his chest to his heart. Murongli's eyes kept wandering between the two nervously. Both lose.

Zhiming's face changed suddenly, his eyes and hands flashed quickly, a strand of black hair was suddenly cut off by the sword, and then he pulled out the sword from his waist. On the ground, he hurriedly took a few steps back.

Yu Xiao glanced at him, then suddenly pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "After three days of farewell, I will definitely look at you with admiration."

Zhi Ming rolled his eyes at him, slightly moved his thin lips, but his eyes were still calm. "Do you think that I'm still that King Zhiming who just eats and waits to die?"

As soon as these words came out, when the dawn broke, the two cold swords exchanged again. Yu Xiao only felt a gust of sword wind brushing his cheeks, and frantically handled the sword in his hand. The man's attack was extremely irregular, and the two of them were forced to withdraw their moves one by one, and the other was like a fish in water.

After these several rounds of fighting, the two of them were sweating profusely, and it was already self-evident in their minds who would win.

Yu Xiao shook his head helplessly, sat cross-legged on the ground, Zhi Ming took advantage of the situation and put the sword on his neck, and said coldly: "You lost."

"Kill me, and you won't be able to get back your Ah Li."

Zhi Ming was at a loss for words for a moment, and his brows and eyes were suddenly stained with sadness, "I killed you, Ah Li is under the Nine Springs, so he should rest in peace."

I once promised him that I would give him happiness and protect him for the rest of his life. If he can't do all these, then he can only kill the person who harmed him and avenge him.

A Li, this is the king, the only one who can repay you.

"I said before, I didn't kill Ah Li." Yu Xiao looked at Zhi Ming whose expression suddenly changed, and didn't know how to speak, he thought for a long time before saying. "I just sent someone to send him out of the camp. As for why he was killed at the border of the camp, please forgive me for not being able to give you an answer."

"I don't need your answer, and I don't believe any of your words."

Yu Xiao shook his head as if resigned to his fate, and looked at the depths of the pear tree not far away, as if a crimson robe was passing by, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a slight surprise flashed in his eyes. "A Li..."

"I still want to trick me." Seeing that Yuxiao straightened up slowly, his sword gradually followed his neck and raised slightly, Zhiming smiled sinisterly, and slowly raised his sword, only to see a crimson robe passing by, Zhang Spread your arms to block in front of him, "Zhi Ming, don't kill him!"

Plain white petals fluttered from the air and landed on the man's shoulders.

Falling flowers are intentional, their eyes are facing each other, and the flowing water is ruthless.

He is all the colors in this world.

Zhi Ming's hand holding the sword fell to the ground with a bang, and his body trembled slightly. The next moment, Murong Li felt his shoulders were tightly held by a warm embrace, as if they were going to be rubbed into his blood.

Zhi Ming's heart jumped violently, feeling the warmth of his palm and the thumping of his heartbeat, he buried his face into Murongli's neck.

Only then does he feel that he owns him.

"A Li..."

Ah Li.

Murong Li grabbed his sleeve, looked at the face on the top of his head that was close at hand, his throat slipped a bit, unexpectedly, when he saw that person again, this feeling was so far away.

"Zhiming, long time no see..."

"A Li, long time no see..."

He thought about meeting A Li again several times, and it turned out that everything was not a dream.

He is still there and will never leave him.

Zhiming's face looked like he was about to cry, he grabbed his hand with both hands, and clasped the man's thin knuckles tightly, "My Ah Li, this king really misses you."

"You have a sword callus on your hand. It seems that you really haven't been eating and waiting to die all these years..."

"This king has been practicing swordsmanship hard these years. If Ah Li is willing, how about Ah Li playing "Li Ren Diao" for me?"

Murong Li was silent for a moment, then raised his head suddenly, and said solemnly: "The Liren Tune is played for those who are far away. Now that Ah Li is able to reunite with the king...with His Majesty, Ah Li only hopes that His Majesty can work hard to establish a The real Great Heavenly Prosperity."

A slight astonishment flashed in Zhi Ming's eyes, but his subordinates held Murong Li even tighter, "Where is Ah Li going, isn't Ah Li willing to work with this king to build a prosperous world?"

"Zhi Ming." Murong Li frowned, "You hurt me."

Zhi Ming quickly let go of his hand when he heard the words, but felt that it was inappropriate, so he hugged him gently again, and whispered nervously in his ear: "Wherever Ah Li is going, this king will go."

Murong Li shyly lowered his head and smiled, his ears turned red, "They are all the masters of Zhongyuan, and they are still like a child."

"Does Ah Li like this king?" Zhi Ming's fiery eyes never left him from the beginning to the end, and after staring at him for a long time, Zhi Ming said again: "If Ah Li likes it, then I will follow Ben Will the king go back to Tianquan Palace?"

"I..."

Swish—a gust of wind from the top of the city tower rushed towards Zhiming, the delay in the blink of an eye, and the sound of arrows piercing flesh and blood spread from the ears to the bottom of my heart, and in just a moment, the man's chest once again bloomed with a coquettish flower of hell , the crimson blood even soaked his crimson robe.

"Ali!"

Zhiming's pupils were startled suddenly, and his brows and eyes were instantly stained with sadness. Just as he was about to turn around and kill the archer on the tower, the hand of the man in his arms suddenly tugged at him.

Zhi Ming hurriedly took his hand and put his hand in his warm palm, "A Li, what do you want to say, my king listens."

Murongli raised his hand with difficulty, and wiped his tears, "Your Majesty, the scenery on the frontier, the beauty of the grassland, what I want, from the beginning to the end....is just you."

Zhi Ming felt that in his life, he might never be able to escape the words "Mu, Rong, Li".

He is more important than his own life.

"Actually, this king also has something to say to you, Ah Li...in fact, this king has always wanted to..."

There was a sudden thump in the crook of his arm, and there were tears in Zhiming's eyes. The only clear tears he shed during this time were all for that person. The blood flowing slowly in his body seemed to freeze at that moment.

The author has something to say:

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Because Jinjiang took away the cover of Jiaowei, I would like to ask all the readers here, can you see the cover of the article in the collection column?

After the big abuse, there is big sweetness, emmm doesn't want to abuse Zhili anymore, the rest is basically Zhili's daily life, let the two of them adjust the oil first, and talk about things later.

The bug is my fault, and it's my fault if I didn't fill in the bug. I hope readers don't feel disgusted~ Jiaowei will fill it in slowly.

Finally, please accept the article as a collection, readers and adults ~ there are still comments

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