[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

Yu Tianci couldn't understand the truth that there would be no safe eggs under the overturned nest.

His teacher, Shi Miyuan, was more benevolent than him. At first he only worshiped his teacher for the sake of repaying his kindness, but gradually he couldn't help himself.In troubled times, if something goes wrong with the teacher one day, then he will definitely be finished with him, so he obeyed the teacher's order to "poison" the first prince, and after he failed, he kept releasing the news of the other party's death. The opponent is small and weak.

But now...he didn't know how to express his current emotions in words. The sweat on his back gradually dried out, and his clothes were sticking to his skin. Running away, collaborating with the enemy and treason is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger or playing with fire and guns. If he doesn't find a way out by himself, he may be in trouble in the future.

Thoughts were going back and forth, but his face was full of anger and unbearable, Wo Kuotai was content with his intimidation, and only opened his mouth when he saw Yu Tianci like this, he slapped him: "Mr. Yu is serious? It's just a joke, Jin country can't be compared with your country."

That's right, the mere state of Jin can't compare to the vastness of the Song Dynasty, Yu Tianci lowered his eyes, but his face remained calm: "The third prince just joked."

"Good talk, good talk."

Tan Zhao looked at the harmonious and friendly exchange of letters between the two in his field of vision, and he knew that there should be someone behind Wo Kuotai. Who would let the third prince of Mongolia run errands?There is almost no need to guess, but Genghis Khan seems to have failed in history, right?

Wo Kuotai quickly left in a hurry, and Tan Zhao released Zhao Yun's acupuncture point after watching Yu Tianci send him out.Zhao Yun was not as excited as he was just now, but instead looked a bit sleepy. Looking at Mr. Yu who was walking back, he finally couldn't help but say, "Brother Emperor, power...is it really that important?"

His father left them when he was young, and his mother taught him to be an upright man since he was a child, because he is the biggest man in the family, so he worked hard to make himself reliable, but every time The first time he saw his younger brother acting like a baby in his mother's arms, he was very jealous.

Mr. Yu is a good person. When he comes home, he will chat with him, touch his head and tell him that there are some things that do not need to be brave, and the other party is also the first person to choose him between him and his younger brother.Perhaps in the eyes of many people, Mr. Yu is not a good person, but to him, Mr. Yu is a good person.

But now... Da Song is their home, how could he have the heart to give up his home for some power!

Really, it is true that the husky was only forced to shave: "Do you know why I let you come over later?"

"why?"

These eyes are the eyes of Emperor Song, but now they are full of confusion and doubt: "Because, you should grow up."

It seemed to be a sigh, but it also seemed to be teaching, Zhao Yun's eyes gradually became moist, and he almost shouted in a low voice: "But I don't want to grow up! Brother, you can't..."

"No, look at your feet, that's the way you should go." The lazy Tan Zhao absolutely refused this, and even brainwashed the young man: "And look, your Mr. Yu...doesn't You're as greedy as you can imagine."

He may not be a good person, but he is definitely not bad enough. Such a person is suitable to be a politician as a sharp knife in your hands, but the sharp knife has two sides, depending on how you use it.

Zhao Yun looked up, and saw that Mr. Yu, who had come back, was opening the letter before the case. The letter was sealed with wax oil in order to prevent people from being lazy in the middle, but Yu Tianci was in a restless mood and could not care about these things. The letter was opened, and the more he looked at it, the more ugly his face became. He almost restrained himself from burning the letter, but even so, his fists became tighter and tighter.

Because his vision was open, Tan Zhao could see exactly what was written on the letter. When he saw it at the end, he smiled, thinking that these people thought beautifully. Have you asked the people of Song Dynasty?

Zhao Yun turned to look at Tan Zhao, but Tan Zhao smiled slightly, picked up his plastic brother and flew out, the biting cool wind whizzed past his ears, it was unprecedentedly refreshing.

The camp was getting farther and farther behind, until it was engulfed by the giant beast of the night, Tan Zhao then put Zhao Yun down, resting against the rocks with some exhaustion, but obviously Zhao Yun didn't want to rest very much: "Brother, brother, just now Why don't we show up to instigate Mr. Yu, I feel that the possibility is very high!"

His face was so excited that even the darkness couldn't hide it.

"Hey, didn't I tell you?"

Zhao Yun blinked: "Say what?"

Tan Zhao raised his head leisurely and spoke softly, seeing the other party's miraculous face-changing skills with satisfaction: "Didn't I say that it was your Mr. Yu who poisoned me and ordered me to be shot?"

! ! !The amount of information is too much!

"If it weren't for your elder brother and my fate, you would have to stand on my grave and give me a discount right now."

In the cold wind, a transparent boy's heart burst.

**

Outside the city of Khwarazmo, the bitter cold was all over the sky. Huang Rong watched from afar as the Mongolian army escorted the captives back in a row. These people were supposed to be slaughtered, but it was her brother Jing who asked for permission with the only request. Khan spared their lives.Khan agreed, but Brother Jing's promised termination of the engagement was not fulfilled.

She suddenly remembered what Tan Zhao said - he has not been honest with you from the beginning, how can he be expected to treat you wholeheartedly in the future!

Yes, what does these people have to do with her? She was the one who came up with the scheme, and she didn't want to destroy the city. She was full of grievances, and suddenly wanted to go back to Peach Blossom Island.

But thinking this way in her heart, she walked into the Mongolian camp honestly.Seeing Guo Jing, she was overjoyed, but before she was overjoyed for a long time, a girl ran out diagonally. Her skin was a healthy wheat color, she was not very beautiful, but her temperament was very clear. Is the same joy as her, only to hear:

"Guo Jing, Guo Jing, I knew you were the best!"

She thought to herself that she is the one who is so powerful, but brother Jing will not be able to come up with such a plan even if he thinks about it for 800 years, hum!

But Guo Jing just scratched his head and looked around, obviously looking for something.

Oh, Tan Zhao, who was in the crowd watching the fun, couldn't help but blow his whistle. Look at this love triangle: "I said Yun'er, have you seen your rival in love?"

Zhao Yun immediately exploded: "What rivals in love, they all say they don't like that stinky girl!"

"Okay, okay, I don't like it."

Fuck, I really want to hit someone!If he hadn't been unable to beat this person, he would have...

System: Take a look at the host. He said he was going to ask Guo Jing for Wu Mu's suicide note. Now, you're just watching people for fun. You don't want to make progress!

[I'm happy, I'm happy, but I didn't expect Wu Mu's suicide note to be in Guo Jing's hands, is he the son of luck? ]

……

It was a long silence. Tan Zhao swore that he was really just saying it casually, but the attitude of the system... Thinking carefully, it is horrifying. It turns out that he is the son of luck. No wonder this silly boy is loved by the Mongolian princess and the daughter of a gangster. I like it, this is properly the configuration of the protagonist, I didn't run away!

System: Host, you have changed!

[Thank you for the compliment! :)]

This is not to praise you!The system was so angry that it almost shut down and hibernated.

Huang Rong was with the idiot. The idiot has sharp eyes. When he saw Tan Zhao smirking at her, his face was overjoyed. He didn't even eat anything. He pulled the corner of Huang Rong's clothes and said, "Brother, Good-looking big brother!"

It's also a very realistic description, Huang Rong regained consciousness in an instant, followed the silly girl's line of sight, and she was even more unhappy when she saw the two people who were haunted by ghosts.

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Yun was probably teased too much by Tan Zhao, and now he was as quiet as a chicken, so it was Tan Zhao who said, "I'm here to find something."

"what?"

"Has anyone ever told you that girls don't ask questions?"

Huang Rong immediately shook her head, very calmly: "No."

"...Well, I'm afraid you also know that it's Wu Mu's suicide note."

Huang Rong immediately looked wary. Wu Mu's suicide note was brought out by her and Brother Jing from the forbidden area of ​​Tiezhang Mountain. No one except her and Brother Jing knew, "How do you know?"

"If you want others to be unaware, you have to do nothing about it yourself. Brother Jing is not surrounded by close friends, so it's inconvenient to talk here, let's find a place to talk."

Huang Rong turned around and glanced at the young man who was leaving after laughing with the Mongolian princess, and nodded silently.

Looking at it this time, it seems to be more hurt than last time.

The four men in Mongolian soldier attire disappeared into the barracks. No one found them, and no one saw them. Time is gone.

After walking to a deserted place, Huang Rong finally said, "What's going on? If you don't confess, I won't give you Wu Mu's suicide note."

Tan Zhaoyi wondered, "Wu Mu's suicide note is in your hand?"

"Hmph, this girl has a photographic memory since she was a child, and she will remember everything she has seen."

I thought I could take a peek at it: "No, I must have the original copy."

"Why?" She had studied that book before, and it didn't have anything to do with it.

Tan Zhao nodded slightly: "Because I can't let Wu Mu's suicide note fall into the hands of the Mongols."

Huang Rong subconsciously retorted: "Brother Jing is not a Mongolian!"

"But he is the golden sword son-in-law of Mongolia. The Khan already knows that he has Wumu's suicide note in his hand. If he obeys, then he is a Mongolian. If he resists, then he and his mother may both More bad luck than good luck."

Tan Zhao didn't mind talking about many things more seriously.

Huang Rong couldn't understand: "What do you mean by that?"

But Tan Zhao replied: "What do you think?" Many times, people who are not of my race must have different hearts. This sentence is applicable in many cases.