Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 847
Wu Minzhi clutched his forehead and collapsed in the front hall of Li's residence, rolling all over the floor.

Li Youdao stared at his hand with a pale face, with an expression of disbelief.

Why didn't you hold back your temper?Or is it that the bastard in front of him really deserves a beating, and it is said that the queen has nothing to do with him.

Thinking that he accidentally injured the queen's nephew, Li Youdao couldn't help becoming more panicked.

He knew the queen's methods, and he also knew that the queen had always been indifferent to the so-called aristocratic family. Back then, the eldest grandson Wuji Quan was in power, but he was still pushed down by the couple of the Tian family.

In Li Youdao's mind, the Queen's weight was obviously much more important than Li Qinzai's. He had the guts to offend Li Qinzai, but he never had the guts to offend the Queen, even the families behind him dared not.

In fact, the elites of the aristocratic family are a very calm type of people. The elite education they have received since childhood involves many aspects, and assessing the situation must be the most important part.

It has become the instinctive intuition of the children of the aristocratic family to be able to determine whether the other party is offending or not at the first sight, and the intuition is rarely wrong.

Li Youdao felt that he could offend Li Qinzai, but he couldn't offend Wu Minzhi, because to offend Wu Minzhi was to offend the queen, and the entire Li family in Zhao County didn't have that kind of skill.

Wu Minzhi's face was covered with blood, Li Youdao was also in a hurry, he hurriedly ordered his servants to bring water, and asked the enshrined doctor in the mansion to treat Wu Minzhi's wounds.

Wu Minzhi was still rolling all over the floor, screaming and screaming, and the screams attracted many servants in the mansion to gather in the corridor to watch from afar.

Today must be the most unlucky day for the Li Mansion, like welcoming a plague god into the door out of nowhere.

Li Youdao held back his anger, squatted in front of Wu Minzhi, and sighed: "Brother Wu Xian, I was agitated just now, and I missed it, please forgive me, it is better to get rid of the enemy, and I will prepare a generous gift for the younger brother to apologize. What about the loss below?"

Wu Minzhi let go of his voice and shouted sharply: "Li Youdao is going to kill me again!"

The voice was so miserable that Li Youdao took two steps back in fright, raised his hands to show that he was innocent and had no intention of killing him at all.

Wu Minzhi's screams suddenly stopped, and he looked at Li Youdao with blood on his face, and asked in a normal tone, "Can your daughter marry me?"

Li Youdao was furious: "Of course not!"

"Help, Li Youdao killed someone! Don't kill me, don't kill me!" Wu Minzhi got up quickly and ran towards the gate of the house with blood on his face.

Li Youdao stared blankly at Wu Minzhi's running away, with puzzlement and anger in his eyes.

It's normal, people who deal with mad critics for the first time have this kind of virtue. On this point, Li Qinzai and Li Youdao actually have a lot in common.

Seeing Wu Minzhi rushing out of the mansion, Li Youdao suddenly remembered the blood on his face and the so-called "Li Youdao killed someone" in his mouth.

Li Youdao's heart skipped a beat suddenly, he secretly thought it was not good.

At this moment, Wu Minzhi's appearance is too real, if he is really rushed to the street, Li Youdao's crotch will be filled with yellow mud, it will be shit or shit.

So Li Youdao didn't care about his face, he ran after Wu Minzhi.

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Outside the gate of Li Youdao's mansion, Tang Ji, who had been sitting under the shade of a tree, enjoyed a farce.

First, he saw Wu Minzhi running out in a panic with blood on his face, and then he saw Li Youdao chasing him out angrily, followed by a group of servants from the Li family.

A look of surprise flashed in Tang Ji's Gujing Bubo's eyes, this situation was really unexpected, he didn't expect Wu Minzhi to sneak in, let alone Li Youdao chased him out of the door.

Although it was an accident, it did not affect Tang Ji's action plan.

After sitting in the shade of a tree and waiting for a while, Tang Ji got up and walked slowly towards the west side of the wall of Li Mansion.

The terrain has already been surveyed, and Tang Ji knew that this section of the wall was a loophole for Li's family to patrol. After standing under the wall and looking around, Tang Ji flew up, put his hands firmly on the top of the wall, and slowly He poked his head out and quickly glanced inside the wall.

The wind and waves inside the wall were calm, Tang Ji no longer hesitated, using force with both hands, his body neatly turned into the wall with skill.

After landing, Tang Ji lay in a dark corner of a rockery, breathing slowly, like a leopard locked on its prey, silently and calmly waiting to launch a fatal blow to the prey.

The time was very long, Tang Ji was not in a hurry at all, and he didn't show any signs of impatience. He even enjoyed the excitement and loneliness a little bit at the moment.

Tang Ji crawled behind the rockery, his body was mixed with the thick fallen leaves, and even his breathing seemed to be still. If someone hadn't deliberately walked up to Tang Ji and bent down to examine it carefully, he wouldn't have noticed that there was still a ghost lurking here. people.

It was evening now, and the sun was about to set.

A golden setting sun spread in the unfamiliar courtyard, and the rockery beside the courtyard wall seemed to be covered with an auspicious golden light.

Tang Ji turned his head with the slightest movement, his numb eyes faced the setting sun in the sky.

That round of sunset, which was praised by countless poets, had no charm for Tang Ji.

There is no poetry in his eyes, only thick blood.

After his family broke up and his family died, he has completely lost the ability to appreciate the wind, flowers, snow and moon in the world.

If possible, he even wants to destroy everything in the world, including himself.

During his exile in Qiannan, he lived and slept in the open, killed bandits in barren places, snatched leftovers from beggars' bowls, slept in cemeteries, and competed with gods and Bodhisattvas for offerings.

His superb skills are not some peerless martial arts cheats picked up by falling off a cliff, but the lessons he has learned from fighting people to survive all these years.

Every cut is a story of failure and fluke, and every scar is his effort to survive.

His skills were summed up by himself in the fight with countless bandits and powerful warriors.

Before that, he was a good son of Pianpianzhuoshi, who didn't know what the darkness in the world was. After his family was destroyed, he had already melted into the darkness, and used his life to gamble and try in exchange for his current superb skills.

Such a person would not care how beautiful the setting sun is, the scenery in the world is no longer worthy of his state of mind.

After a long time, night fell.

Lanterns were set up inside and outside Li's mansion. The rockery where Tang Ji was lying on his stomach should belong to a relatively remote corner of the backyard. No one hung lanterns here, but it happened to be convenient for Tang Ji to do things.

Outside the courtyard, teams of patrolling troupes passed by. Tang Ji half-closed his eyes, silently counting the time interval of each troupe's patrolling.

After waiting for another half an hour, Tang Ji finally got his grip. He opened his eyes suddenly, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

Tonight was the first time he did something for someone else. This person didn't seem to be a good person, but there was nothing he could do. This person was kind to him.

Outside the wall, two clappers were knocked, Tang Ji suddenly got up from the thick fallen leaves, and then quietly sneaked out of the courtyard arch.

(End of this chapter)