Colleagues of Zhang Liang [comprehensive] Mu Liangqing

So he snorted coldly, "I will avenge myself."

After speaking, his thin figure flashed, and he raised his sword and stabbed.

thump——

The sharp weapons crossed and collided, and the gap between the blades was airtight, sparking sporadic sparks.

Seeing that the strength of the two was at a stalemate, the spears of the surrounding soldiers rushed up one after another, stabbing at Zhang Liang's waist and feet.Zhang Liang caught a glimpse of the spear's light, drew his sword back and leaped into the air. When he landed, he just touched the top of a soldier's head. Then he saw the direction of Ying Zheng, and moved his sword.

That set of "Blue Blood Heart", a sword technique taught to him by Cang Lingzi in Cangshan, but not used for more than ten years, finally saw the light of day again.

At that time, he was naive, always asking Cang Lingzi questions about good and evil, which made the teacher who only knew how to play swords have two heads.

Later he understood, how can there be good and evil in the world?The only thing that can go on in a contest with black and white is clear.

Since Han Fei's death, he has been defeated again and again. Although he has done nothing wrong, he has lived a miserable life.Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated.

Simply, let's learn from his brother Han.

I would rather die than surrender to the tyranny of Qin.

This is the only life left and right, and he doesn't plan to escape.

The wind was getting stronger, rolling up the sand on the ground, and the vision suddenly turned yellow.

The power of Bixue Danxin remained the same as before, and the soldiers surrounding Yingzheng fell to the ground one after another before they could see Zhang Liang's moves clearly.

"Escort—"

Zhang Liang spared no effort to attack, and the imperial guards gradually panicked. Fortunately, the troops from the rear rushed forward vigorously, and stabilized the situation again.

But outnumbered, tigers are outnumbered by wolves.

This set of swordsmanship consumes a lot of internal energy, it's fine against a hundred people, but with two hundred and three hundred people coming in like a flood, it's a bit strenuous.

At first Zhang Liang was still able to gain the upper hand, but as time went on, his physical strength was lacking, and he gradually lost the wind when dealing with the oncoming spears.

Standing behind several rows of soldiers, Ying Zheng ordered with a heavy eyebrow, "Catch alive."

Zhang Liang gritted his teeth at this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he kept staring at Ying Zheng, ignoring the archer behind him pulling his bow to the full moon.As long as he kills this person, he will die fearlessly.

Benedict!

When he was only one step away from the aloof emperor, a pistol crossed his knee, and the attack was stopped.Seeing the opportunity, Ying Zheng's eyes went blank, and he exerted force with his sword-holding arm.

Chi———

Piercing the upper three inches of his chest, the acupuncture points here will not kill people, but it breaks the transportation path of internal energy, and can no longer carry out the ultimate move.

There was a fishy sweetness in Zhang Liang's throat, and a mouthful of blood was about to burst out of his throat. He swallowed it with force, but he was hit by another arrow in his right arm, and he couldn't lift it up anymore. Stabbed at Yingzheng.

Do you still insist on it even now?

A trace of astonishment flashed across Junwang's calm face, he drew his sword, took a step forward, and hit his chest with a palm.

The thin figure rolled down from the roof of the car, crashed the car with a bang, and fell to the ground again.

The sword was thrown out, and the east wind suddenly picked up, and it was about to obliterate the body in the sand.Blood flowed in a gurgle, staining the cyan clothes red.He struggled to move, stood up on the ground, and straightened his back tremblingly in front of a dozen spears.

"Yingzheng, even if I die today, there will be tens of thousands of successors who will take your head. How about your high crouching dragon couch? What about being famous all over the world? Ever since you killed wise men and sages, you have been enemies of all schools of thought. Sooner or later you will be decapitated, and Qin will perish sooner or later!"

The word "death" is a taboo in Yingzheng's ears. He is looking for the medicine of immortality, and this sentence of "dead body" undoubtedly irritates him.

Before thinking about capturing Zhang Liang alive and finding out the real culprit behind the scenes, now he lost his patience and didn't intend to keep him alive.

So Jianmei raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Kill it."

Zhang Liang finally relaxed his whole body, without any expression of fear, took a deep breath, and smiled after a long time: "...Thank you."

That clank of pride, that paranoid descendant of the South Korean Xiangguo who plunged into a dead end, just like this, with his arms behind his back, his head held high, standing straight in front of hundreds of soldiers and horses.

"call----"

The wind and sand suddenly rose, setting off a yellow curtain.Everyone subconsciously turned their heads and closed their eyes to avoid the flying sand and dust from intruding into their eyeballs.

Otherwise, when you open your eyes again.

The astonishingly daring assassin, as well as the Xuanyuan sword stuck on the ground, had disappeared.

Anger flashed across Ying Zheng's eyes—waving his hand to summon the guard leader and send someone to track him down.

"Unexpectedly...someone will take revenge for Han Fei?"

Recalling the Xuanyuan Sword in Zhang Liang's hand, Ying Zheng pondered.

He thought that no one in Korea would care about Han Fei.

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People in the depths of the trough have no sense of survival.

After Han Fei's death, and even after the demise of South Korea, Zhang Liang was still alive. Although he did nothing, he was still alive.

It wasn't until the assassination failed that he was truly defeated, leaving nothing behind.Just like a hedgehog, the thorns protecting it have been pulled out one by one, leaving only wounds full of scars and blood.

The sound of galloping horseshoes lingered in the ears for two days, and finally stopped quietly.Zhang Liang kept his eyes open, but those two-way bright eyes, like the eyes that melted into the stars, had been eclipsed.

He half-opened his eyelids, his eyes were dull, looking at the wine jug lying in the slanting light on the wooden bench beside the bed.Trembling raised his hand to reach it, but it was still a few inches away. No matter how hard he stretched out his hand, he still couldn't reach it.

The bandaged, slender fingers were a little thicker than usual, the only part of his body that survived.All other places spread from the heart, and the apoptosis fell apart.

Ximen Yan opened the door and saw this scene. The seriously injured and dying person actually tried his best to touch the flagon on the stool.He couldn't help being angry, rushed forward, and slapped him hard.

Snapped!

The sharp voice pierced the quiet air in the room. Zhang Liang was stunned by the beating, and lost his mind for a while. After a while, he regained his composure, said nothing, and paranoidly raised his hand to reach for it.

"If this continues, we will see whether you die first or Ying Zheng dies first!"

Ximen Yan threw the jug directly and hit the far wall.

boom!

The lid of the pot was smashed open, and Qiong Niang flowed out.

"Is this what you're capable of?" Ximen Yan grabbed his collar and lifted him up, "But if Han Fei dies, you will become a living dead?"

Zhang Liang was imprisoned by him and couldn't move. He twisted his neck and stared at the drained wine, with a tear in his eye.

It was the first time he showed emotion these days.

Ximen's tired heart finally eased, and his emotions, even if they are negative, at least prove that he is still alive.

Zhang Liang suddenly exerted his strength and struggled like crazy, trying to pick up the jug.

The jug belongs to Brother Han, the ground is so icy and cold, how can you let it lie there?

Naturally, Ximen Yan refused to let him go, forcing him to speak, forcing this almost dead man to speak.

"Wow!"

He meowed like a kitten, very pitiful.

Simon was disgusted.

"Ugh——"

The voice was a little higher than before, and more sad.

Ximen Yan still did not let go, looked down at him, and said in a low voice, "Say, what are you going to do, or I will lock you up forever."

The fragrant liquid seeped into the cracks in the floor, and a jug full of wine was drained in an instant, leaving only deep marks on the wooden boards.The jug was lying alone on the ground, and the crack in the jug pierced into Zhang Liang's heart.

"Ugh-"

"Say!"

"Ah, ah!" Zhang Liang, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth, "Juttle, I want a jug..."

With this begging, Ximen finally let go.Zhang Liang stumbled and ran over, picked it up from the ground, and held it in his arms cautiously.The water stain on the cheek greedily stuck to the floor, seemed to be the face of a lover.

After this series of violent actions, the wound has been split open, and red blood seeps out of the thick bandage, staining a piece of clothing.

Ximen hated seeing this scene, and was rather annoyed by Fang Cai's recklessness, walked over, gently embraced him, and muttered:

"I want to do what I want with you..."

What to do, Zhang Liang's eyes will not be only despair, what to do, the once lively Young Master Pianpian can come back to life.

Ximen thought about it for a long time, and finally had a flash of inspiration, and drove to Songhai.

In Songhai lived a world-renowned sage——Xun Kuang.

Han Fei's teacher.

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Ximen Yan bought a dilapidated carriage so that it would not attract attention.When driving close to Xun Kuang's residence, it happened that Li Si was visiting in front of the door.

The doorman saw the carriage from afar, so he asked them to stop, motioned to Lord Xiangguo to come forward, and asked Ximen Yan to drive the carriage aside, and then came to the door later to ask if there was any greeting card.

Like Han Fei, Li Si was a student of Xun Kuang.Back then Master Xun was famous all over the world, and the threshold for apprenticeship was stepped down countless times, but only these two students were accepted.

It is a pity that Han Fei died young.Fortunately, Li Si was promoted in one step and became the prime minister of Qin, which made Xun Kuang's face quite bright.

And even though Li Si is cruel, he always remembers his teacher's kindness.Even though he was already a high-ranking prime minister, he still came to visit his mentor and knocked on the door himself.

It seems that he is a talented and talented person.

The door made of green bamboo creaked open, old but elegant.

The doorman walked out of the door and bowed to Li Si. Everyone thought they would be polite, and then greeted him respectfully.

Unexpectedly, the door boy said something shocking: "The master said that he only had one disciple named Han Fei, who is no longer alive."

boom--

As soon as the doorman's words came out, the ground seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt.

Even Ximen Yan, who had been holding a wooden face, was really surprised.

After all, polite words are polite, and official face is always face.

Xun Kuang, in his seventies, had always disdained these bluffing moves.

Facts have proved that he knows exactly how Han Fei was persecuted and why his status in Qin State changed suddenly.

But Li Si had never had such a closed door.The guards at the side got angry and scolded Xun Kuang for being bold and ignorant of good and bad.Li Si graciously stopped him, bowed his hands to the closed bamboo door, and left with a wave of his sleeves.

Coming in a mighty way, and walking in a mighty way, the horseshoes burst out, raising the dust on the ground three feet high.Outsiders saw this kind of battle and thought it was the prime minister patrolling, but they didn't know it was the disciples returning home.

After the troops were far away, Ximen Yan drove the car to the main entrance, intending to call Zhang Liang to get off.Before turning around, the people in the car had opened the curtain and came out.

Zhang Liang, who was so skinny, went straight to the bamboo gate, knelt down, and put his forehead on the ground, "Hall Zhang Liang first, and ask to see Master Xun."

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There will be a character in the next chapter, guess who it is (not Xun Kuang)