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

The feathers falling slowly are like snow, and the crimson figure is peerless and independent in the snowy sky. The beauty he has been waiting for for a long time is standing under the tree of feathers. The petals whirled and flew down, and then landed on his snow-white skirt, as if melting into his body quickly.

Murongli turned around, and he was dressed in scarlet clothes, with a faint smile on his alluring face, and his beautiful black eyes were like tearing jewels.

The moment he was hugged by Zhi Ming, Murongli felt that he, who had been like a rootless duckweed for more than 20 years, finally had a destination and a home.

He blinked, smiled faintly, and the wind brushed his temples: "A Li, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Zhiming." Murongli called softly, "Why are you wearing a red dress today?"

The person hugging him flaunted his red clothes, leaned over his head, nibbled on his ear, and smiled evilly: "Don't you know, Ah Li, that when the wedding ceremony is held among the people, both men and women will wear red clothes?"

Murongli's cheeks were suddenly stained with a trace of crimson.

"I'm not a woman, you can go to whoever you like." Murongli poked him with his elbow, Zhiming felt the pain, covered his chest, frowned and cried out in pain, Murongli quickly put down the Yuqiong hydrangea in his hand Hua, "Where did I hit you just now?"

"A Li hit my heart." Zhi Ming smiled evilly, took his hand on his heart, and pretended not to know anything, and stole a sweet scent from his lips.

"Fool." Murong Li turned around and laughed muffledly, the laughter was pleasant to the ear, like a breeze blowing through his heart, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Zhi Ming, who was so dazed and bluffing, was the person he was most familiar with, he closed his eyes and laughed in a low voice.

Trace the shape of Murongli's lips with his fingers at a close distance, Ah Li's lips are beautiful, he leaned over and gently sucked them in his mouth, blocking all his unspoken words.

Ah Li's lips were also soft and sweet.

Under the Yuqiong tree, fallen flowers were flying, a pair of Bi people clasped their hands, and the scarlet figure quietly folded here.

In the palace full of extravagant scenery, the figure of the jade man playing the flute is no longer seen. The jade man is holding Xiao Suying alone, and also touches the hem of his plain gauze clothes. Yu Xiao sits quietly on the steps, takes a deep breath, and the thoughts in her mind are spinning a thousand times , I feel that all this seems like a dream.

In his left hand he holds a lotus lantern made of pure gold.

"Your Highness, Yaoguang holds a lantern festival every year. I remember that when I was a child, I saw a lotus lantern made of pure gold. My father said that there was only one lantern in Yaoguang."

At that time, the young man's face was green and handsome, and the immaturity between his brows could not be faded away.

"A Li's lotus lantern, I brought it back for you."

Thinking of this, the corners of his lips moved up, softening the contours of his entire face.

Yu Xiao slowly caressed the tables and chairs in the Qiongyang Palace, and the frowns and smiles of that person who used to be here kept flashing in his mind, and he was hurting himself when he heard the door of the Qiongyang Palace being slowly opened.

"Bold, didn't this king say he wanted to be alone!"

"Your Majesty, it's a good thing, a good thing!" This was the first time that the servant saw Yu Xiao's furious look, his spine went cold, and he forced himself to laugh along with him.

Yu Xiao's brows did not relax in the slightest: "What a good thing, tell me... tell me and listen to me?"

The waiter bent down, and filled out a fast-paced letter: "Return to Your Majesty, the criminal Zhong Kunyi has already been punished!"

Almost immediately after hearing the news, Yu Xiao suddenly took a few steps back and sat down on the dragon bed.

After closing her eyes and trying her best to calm down for a long time, Yu Xiao finally drew up an order for the guilty minister Zhong Kunyi to bury his bones in Tianshu, set up a clothes tomb, and record his life in the annals of Juntian history.

Yu Xiao cherishes talent, and also wants a counselor who can plan the world for him. Zhong Kunyi has the talent of a general, if he can use it, he will surely open up a prosperous world for Jun Tian and benefit the people of the world, but it is a pity that if the world loses Without Murongli and Zhong Kunyi, the two talents of governing the country, and the small border country watching covetously, it is feared that the foundation of Juntian will be unstable...

However, all of this is not what Yu Xiao is most worried about.

Yu Xiao closed the letter, a faint pain slipped through his eyes, "Did he reveal the formula for the antidote before he died?"

"By the way, is this what you're talking about?" The waiter spread out his palms, and there was a white porcelain vase. Yu Xiao took the vase, and immediately ordered someone to deliver it to Murongli and the others.

"Master Bai Zhi gave this to His Majesty before he left, and he even left a note for His Majesty."

Yu Xiao was stunned, and opened the note with trembling hands. The handwriting was cut into gold and broken jade, and it was full of young Fang Gang, but the content was cold and heart-warming, and there was no trace of old love.

Only eight short words.

The country is safe and the country is long.

He still failed him after all.

"The debt of this life is to be paid in this life, my lord, I have come to plead guilty to you."

As soon as Zhong Kunyi said this, the saber came out of its sheath like a broken shadow, and Qi Zhikan immediately stood in front of Jian Bin: "Your Majesty, no matter what, I will protect you."

Jian Bin moved his lips, and before he had time to say anything, Zhong Kunyi suddenly stepped back a few steps, looking up to the sky and laughing.

"Your Majesty, hahahahahahaha, Your Majesty... Your Majesty, Tianshu Shengshi, I'm afraid you won't be able to do what you wish..."

He glanced to the south dimly, and the warm light of the setting sun cast down on his brows and eyes softly. He seemed to see the sound of Tianshu Kingdom's palace, the courtiers lined up, and the sound of Tianshu's people lying on the ground sounded in his ears. It seemed as if he could see the person he was thinking about day and night, sitting on the supreme dragon chair, with a lonely expression on his face.

Zhong Kunyi boasted that everyone in the world failed him, but he only failed one person.

If it hadn't been for the reunion in the Tianshu Academy back then, he might have already become a handful of unknown loess underground in Tianshu. No one in Juntian would know who he is, Zhong Kunyi, let alone have the opportunity to borrow Murong Li With his hand, he disturbed Juntian, disturbed the four kingdoms of Tianquan, Tianshu, Tianji, Tianxuan, and the three of them, Murongli and Yuxiao.

He used to think that he and Meng Zhang were just monarchs and ministers, but it was not until his death that he realized that he and Meng Zhang were not just monarchs and ministers, they were also friends, bosom friends, and more... lovers.

"Zhongqing." Meng Zhang's voice fell into his ears, with the tranquility of a young man, even his heart was at peace.

Turns out, that's what he wanted.

He resolutely raised his sword.

"Mr. Zhong, what are you doing!"

"Zhong Kunyi, quickly put down the sword!"

The sword light flashed, and the blood rushed to the sky.

"Ali."

"Ok?"

"Sit up."

"……don't want."

Zhi Ming turned sideways, lightly pressed Murongli's head with both hands, stared at him and looked at himself, and got closer: "A Li, this is beyond your control."

Murongli raised his chin and kicked him hard: "If it hurts me later, I won't have dinner tonight."

Hearing such eloquent "ruthless words", Zhi Ming did not dare to be as unrestrained as he was this morning, and his movements became a little softer.

"It's so light, didn't you eat in the morning?" Murongli straightened his clothes, looked at Zhiming and half-blamely asked.

Zhi Ming got down from him and looked at him aggrieved: "I hurt you last night, I haven't eaten for a whole day, so please, Ah Li, don't let your husband starve to death, okay?"

"Cough...that's not your fault. If you want to eat, you can start a fire and cook by yourself."

Half an hour later, Murong Li was pinned tightly on the bed by Zhi Ming, struggling hard.

"I've said it all, if you want to cook, you do it yourself! It used to be a fried kitchen, but now it's not only a fried kitchen, but also put soy sauce into vinegar and salt into sugar! I really can't take it anymore!" Murong Li gritted his teeth, hating Said iron not steel.

"I didn't expect A Li to be so cute when he got angry." Zhi Ming still had a naughty smile on his face, holding him tightly and not letting go: "I haven't cooked since I was a child." , Ah Li, teach me."

"Don't teach! It's been three years since we fried the kitchen together last time, and you haven't learned how to cook, what a fool!"

Seeing that pair of black ink pupils that were close at hand suddenly flashed a trace of pain, Murongli was a little puzzled, and stopped struggling: "Zhi Ming, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm sorry... that time, I really didn't want to meet you in battle."

Murongli immediately realized that he was talking about the confrontation under the gate of Yaoguang Tianquan three years ago, the smile on his face gradually faded, and his expression was also stained with sadness: "I never thought of being with you Fighting against each other, I thought you would believe me."

So that day, he only wore a thin red dress and stood quietly in the rain.

He bet with his life to force him to believe him, even if only this time.

Zhi Ming pursed his lips and remained silent.

"I killed the master."

"I killed Ziyu."

"I have also put you in danger many times."

"A Li!" Zhi Ming interrupted him sternly, "I can't blame you for all of this! The blame can only be blamed in this chaotic world. We are deluded by others and can't help ourselves."

"I can't help myself." Murongli said every word, closed his eyes, and leaned against Zhiming's chest, "Then why did you trust me again later?"

"A Li asked me to kiss, and I'll tell you." Zhi Ming smiled brightly, put his arms around him, and was about to kiss him.

"Zhi Ming, I haven't agreed to let you kiss me yet!" Whether in the past or now, Murong Li can't bear Zhi Ming's way of speaking with confidence.

"Well, let me tell you first, Ah Li will have to let me kiss you a few more times."

Murong Li: "..."

"Well...Actually, when I just saw you standing alone...I regretted it. I was thinking in my heart that I should have calmed down and talked with Ah Li, but since I brought 30 days When Quan Dajun came, I had no way out. I was thinking at the time how to excuse you, so I made another three-day agreement with you. I hope you can find out the truth as soon as possible during this period and pay me back. , can be regarded as returning the truth to the people of Tianquan..." Unfortunately, Ah Li failed to do it, and even died in front of him. Although he was rescued and reappeared before his eyes, he admitted his mistake and told another Well for so long, so long.

Thinking of the scene that was so vivid in the calendar, it pierced deeply into his heart like a sharp arrow plucking out the heart, making him never forget it again.

"Zhi Ming." Murong Li cupped his face, and said in a warm voice, "You persuaded me to forget it, but why are you feeling sad all by yourself now? Would you like to smile more like before? I like to see you smile."

It's a pity that they are not the same people they used to be. Murongli knows that Zhi Ming is too reluctant to say what he said, even he can't do it.

The silent time passed silently, Zhi Ming nodded, and when he raised his head again, there was a faint smile on his lips.

"A Li asked me to smile, so I smiled more." Zhi Ming's voice was full of mature magnetism, mixed with a little bit of concern and tenderness, coupled with his smiling face, it actually made Murong Li soft. a body.

"Ah Li can't bear it anymore, so I'll satisfy you as a husband, okay?" Zhi Ming put his arms around Murong Li, and seemed to be unable to hold back and kissed him vigorously.

Dense kisses fell on that person, and the sound of water gushing out and low moans one after another kept coming out of the room.

A charming room.

Half a month later, Qiongyang Palace.

Yu Xiao looked down and said, "A Li, do you really want to give up the world and go with that guy?"

Murong Li nodded without thinking, and said: "I once abandoned him for the sake of the world, causing him to lose his most cherished teacher and best friend. Now that the situation in the world has been settled, there may still be people who will cause trouble. I am very relieved to leave the world in His Majesty's hands."

Yu Xiao paused for a moment, then laughed at himself: "Are you so relieved of me that you can trust me to give the whole Juntian to me?"

"At least you are more suitable to be Juntian's co-lord than that king who only eats and waits to die."

Yu Xiao was startled, remembering Ah Li's resolute turning around that day, such piercing words... the expression on his face began to be lonely.

"Alright, alright, alright, alright! Are you two done chatting?" Zhi Ming listened to the two of them talking, and felt his ears were blocked. Why did A Li poke him in front of so many people? Short, don't give him any face.

"A Li, before I leave, can I give you a hug?"

"No, no!" Zhi Ming stood in front of Murongli, turned around and hugged him as if swearing his sovereignty, "Ah Li, only I can hug him!"

Yu Xiao raised his hand in the air in embarrassment, he shook his head slightly, and still smiled, "Then, Ah Li, remember to take good care of yourself." Don't let that guy drag you down.

Zhi Ming frowned and muttered, "I will take care of A Li."

... A person who can't even cook can take care of others, so let's take care of himself.

Murongli and Yuxiao said in their hearts at the same time.

Juntian is a grand scene, with tens of thousands of palaces and palaces.

"Compared to sitting in that supreme position and living a long and lonely life, I would rather be with the love in my heart." After Zhi Ming finished speaking, he kissed Murong Li's exquisite eyebrows and eyes.

Murongli was brought into his arms by him, and he responded with the most gentle kiss ever.

They had been waiting for each other for too long, Murongli thought that he would be alone for the rest of his life, looking for a long way to return home, but he never thought about it, in fact, that person has been waiting here for him.

I would rather give up the supreme throne, but hold hands with him and watch the prosperity of this world.

There is such a person, he is such a cruel and ruthless person in his bones, but he is infinitely tolerant to himself, humbles him, spoils him and loves him, makes him pity him, and hands over the position of the real dragon emperor to others. regret……

"Zhiming, I like you."

"What, I can't hear you, Ah Li say it again."

"……Fool."

(End of the article)

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