The Return of the Assassin Biography

Every star is buried in the world of mortals.

Thoughts are myriad threads, just comb out a wisp of obsession and put it in my heart.

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Tianquan Chaotang

"Nowadays, the situation in the world is gradually stabilizing. It is urgent to strengthen the foundation of the country. The foundation of the country lies in the people's livelihood. The so-called prosperity of the people and the strength of the country. I heard that the glazed country is rich in porcelain. I don't know if I can open up business channels and let the two countries do business." The prime minister stood in the hall and said. A bunch of official words.

Some courtiers think this is a good proposal, only a few know it well!This is to use the convenience of trade to contact Zhiming, and the second is to stabilize the country.

"There is nothing wrong with this matter, but everything is difficult at the beginning. It is the first time to negotiate and negotiate with an envoy. You need to be cautious and think about everything before you can implement it. Let the prime minister arrange this matter!"

Zhiyan came down from the court hall, and the prime minister chased him all the way.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please stay."

"What else is there for the Prime Minister?"

"The old minister heard that Lord Murong brought back a child from the street and named him Zhuan Nian." They talked freely as they walked.

"There is such a thing. I brought it back a few days ago. I just found out the name. The prime minister is very well informed."

"What the old minister wants to say is how he, an orphan in the countryside, can take the surname of the royal family."

"He is a citizen of Tianquan, so why not follow my Tianquan surname, the prime minister will just turn a blind eye and close his eyes, and it will not do us any good to make trouble, let him play as Murong Liai does as he pleases! It's good to be safe."

"Your Majesty, this is the prestige of the royal family, how can you play around with him."

"This matter can be big or small. The prime minister should stop admonishing, let alone stir up the ministers' joint memorial. As long as it doesn't spread word of mouth, no one will care about it for a while."

The prime minister saw that it was useless to say more, so he withdrew.

The arrival of the obsession changed Murongli's life, and Murongli began to feel that life was fulfilling, and the old dreams were scattered in time like flowing clouds with the wind.

Murongli sat in the pavilion and looked at the scrolls, looked up at Xingnian from time to time, Xingnian was catching bugs in the flowers, looking for crickets, crawling forward from time to time, his chubby body was extremely cute, Murongli smiled unconsciously.

It's so quiet for the time

Murongli put down the scroll, grinded and spread the paper to paint, and carefully sketched on the rice paper with a brush in his hand, flowing clouds and flowing water, vivid colors and fragrances...

Quietly count the years passing by, looking forward to the time to condense into poems and paintings.

The fragrance of Yu Qiong lingered on his cloud temples and hairpins, and when he raised his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, he was full of elegance.

"Master, you are so beautiful! Are you a little fairy?" Zhinian stared at him for a long time from the other side of the flowers, and said such a ridiculous sentence.

Murongli recovered from his astonishment, and burst out laughing loudly: "No, Master is just an ordinary person."

"Grandpa said that there is a little fairy living in the moon palace, and what he described is what the master looks like now."

"Nian'er, come and see, you are the little fairy boy."

Holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, Zhuan Nian hopped over and sat down next to him.

"Wow, is this me? Master, you are amazing. You are the most powerful person in the world."

"Really? But to become the most powerful person in the sky, you have to lose a lot of things!"

"In that way, I have to be the most powerful person, so that I can get what I want most."

Murong Li's mind froze, as if he had just woken up from a dream, the belief that he still insisted on until now was slapped down by a child who doesn't understand the world affairs.

Some things are unwilling and have to be done.

Murongli looked at Dan Qing on the case, and his thoughts sank into it.

The obsessive body is in the snow-white Yuqiong flowers, the neat hair bun is tied on the top of the head with cloth strips, and scattered behind him, the black gauze cloud sleeves embrace a handful of blooming Yuqiong, the eyebrows are lowered, the corners of the mouth are raised, and the corners of the mouth are raised. If immersed in a phantom dream...

☆、Chapter 17 Moon Man Ting Fang

The moon is in the middle of the sky, bright and bright, and the clear light pouring down fills the entire night.

A black shadow passed through the back alley of Xiangxutai, leaped over the high wall, twisted the mechanism, opened the secret door and slipped in.

Murong Li, who was in a light sleep, heard a sound, and sat up suddenly: "Who?"

The servant heard the sound and entered the room: "Master Murong, is there any problem?"

"It's all right! Back off!"

After the servant left the door, Murong Li got up and sat in front of the desks, and Mu Yan appeared from the dark and sat by the desks.

"Come here so late, is there anything else?"

"The prime minister's son will go to Liuli as an envoy in two days, and the king wants me to escort him there. It is inconvenient to meet with the king in these two days, so as not to make them suspicious. I will come and see, what is the king's order?"

"Right now, the power of Liuli is still in the hands of King Dui. The emperor's family will inevitably have royal disputes. Find a chance to give him a promise. If he protects Zhiming and returns to Quantian safely, as long as he needs it in the future, I, Murongli, will help him. .”

"Yes, but do you have anything else to bring?" About Zhiming.

Murongli got up and took a small square box from the cabinet and put it on the table: "Give this to King Dui, remember not to touch it yourself."

"Understood, and..."

"No, you go back first!"

"Yes"

……

Murongli stood by the waterside and sprinkled fish food, looked up at the flowers with his butt pouted obsessively, his mouth pursed into a half-smile.

"Nianer" he called

"Master, here is a nest of ants carrying food, it's very interesting." Zhuan Nian raised his head innocently.

"Have you finished copying all the books for today?"

"Master, can I copy later?"

"Wait a minute to practice martial arts."

"Oh." With some reluctance, he walked into the pavilion and practiced calligraphy on a few desks.

Since the obsession came, I added a few notes in the booth, Murongli walked into the booth and sat beside him, picked up the bamboo scroll and started reading.

"Master, these two characters are 'bright moon'."

Murongli glanced at it from the corner of his eye: "Yes, Nian'er is really smart."

"There is a place on the street called 'Mingyue Pavilion'. Grandpa often took me to work in the backyard there. I knew these two words before the master taught me."

"Mingyue Pavilion" Murong Li was thoughtful.

"Our king's name is also the bright moon." Zhuan Nian said, retracting his heart, and continued to write seriously.

……

"A Li! I'm coming!" Mo Lan ran in, almost bumping into the sword of obsession, and stopped suddenly.

"Hello, Mr. Mo." Zhuan Nian put away his sword, and greeted him with his hands folded.

"It scares me to death, is this a real sword? Ah Li, why did you give him such a dangerous weapon?" Mo Lan avoided his obsession with lingering fear, as if the sword could hurt him.

"Mo Lan is here!"

"A Li, today is the moon eve. I'm here to enjoy the moon with you. I've already sent someone to call the king."

"The king is busy with political affairs, it's better not to bother him."

Mo Lan couldn't help being annoyed: "A Li, how can you say that, such a good night is only once a year, why don't you spend it with the person you like."

"Lord Mo came because he likes my master?"

"Where are you going, kid."

"I like my master, I want to be with him."

Mo Lan had a black line on his face. It turns out that this is the so-called liking of obsession. The world of adults is really complicated.

"Mu Yan has gone to Liuli, otherwise why would I come here when I'm full." Mo Lan sat down on the steps in the pavilion with a little disappointment, tearing her sleeves with both hands: "Mu Yan spent the past few years with me. .”

"Master Mo, don't be sad, you still have me and my master?"

"Come in and sit in the pavilion, but you are a county magistrate, like a child."

"The king or the co-lord of the world?" Mo Lan returned to the pavilion with her mouth held back.

"I am the co-lord of the world, is it any problem?"

"Begging for perfection."

Facing Mo Lan's ridicule, Murongli had nothing to say.

"A Li, I was too serious just now, I want to admire it a little bit." Mo Lan acted like a baby to him pitifully.

"nothing"

"The king is coming!" Mo Lan got up to give way to the banquet.

"Is there something wrong with Ah Li calling me here?"

Murong Li was startled, but he didn't call him.

"You two are really boring. You have to have something to meet before you meet. You are like strangers. Today is Yuexi. I just want to have a meal with you."

"What's wrong with you?" Zhinian sat beside them, half understanding.

"We're fine." Mo Lan changed into a playful smile: "Your Majesty, would you like to bring Mengmeng over to play for Nian'er today?"

"What is Mengmeng?" Zhiyan didn't know what to say.

"The king's domesticated dog." Murong Li rushed to mediate.

"Your Majesty, you can forget Mengmeng. What are you busy with all day? If you have time, come and see A Li. Isn't it just that you are A Li's courtier on the surface? A Li still treats you as he did back then. As the king, we are all one family. The master of the world is either you or him. I don’t know what you think. You seem to be a different person. You put on airs and have a cold face all day long, as if Ah Li owes you Like."

"Mo Lan" Murong Li stopped him.

"Nian'er, let's go see Mengmeng."

Seeing them torture each other, he can't vomit some words, and if he doesn't leave, he will lose his head.

Faced with his occasional anger and occasional joy, the two of them can still be at ease now. When did Mo Lan have this unparalleled status, but respect him for having a frank and innocent heart?

"Your Majesty, don't blame Mo Lan."

"No, Mo Lan is still a close friend." It's a bit awkward to host the banquet, I don't know what to do?

"Can your majesty play chess?"

"I'm not good at it, I'm afraid it will make Ah Li laugh."

Murongli set out the chessboard, and the two silently placed chess pieces on each other, but what they played was a psychological game.

The river boundary is three points wide, and the resourcefulness is deep

Chess is like an array, ideas are like pawns

A person's character and psychology can be seen through the chessboard.

Hearing the noise at the door, Murongli looked up and saw Mengmeng running towards him, throwing herself into his arms and rubbing against him.

"A Li, it still remembers you!" Mo Lan and Zhinian ran in panting.

"The spirit of things is also the heart." Murong Li touched Mengmeng's head and smiled slightly.

"Get out of the way, he is my master." Obsession also threw himself into his arms to compete with Mengmeng.

This picture is too inconsistent with his co-lord's identity.

As night fell, a game of chess was disrupted, so he had to give up.

"Let's go eat!" Murong Li said and stood up.

"A Li! Instead of going to the banquet hall, we will eat here."

"This is a few cases, not a dinner table."

"But the round moon can't be seen in the banquet hall, Ah Li saw the pleasant scenery inside, don't let down the beautiful scenery under the moon, send the meal quickly." Mo Lan ordered the servants not to allow them to refute.

A full moon was like a white jade plate, and the bright silver light poured down like a bright lamp.

Holding the banquet with Murongli at the same table, Mo Lan and Zhuan Nian together, there is no need to follow a whole set of dining procedures here, you can do whatever you want without following the rules.

drink to the fullest

cup by cup without words

This is undoubtedly a godsend Zen opportunity, which makes people less jealous and cherish each other.

The banquet is another ecstasy.

Sitting in the courtyard facing the moon and evening, Murongli began to drink alcohol, drinking cup after cup to fill his heart with sorrow, and his joy was in full swing.

When impromptu, holding Xiao Nongwu, the elegant red gauze and cloud sleeves circled in the courtyard.

Murongli jumped up suddenly, and took down the plaque of 'Xiangxu Terrace', the heavy plaque fell to the ground with Murongli, causing a pile of dust to rise.

The servant has long been fascinated by Murongli's martial arts posture, and the loud noise knocked him out of his wits, and when he regained his senses, he hurried to help Murongli, brought him to the pavilion, and moved the plaque in together. side.

Mu Rongli faced the plaque and started drinking again.

"Remember we have to bury a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine under the Yuqiong flower every year, won't you bury it with me this year, and won't you open the altar with me next year to taste it, you are so cruel to abandon me Go away by yourself."

"Come here, bring a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine."

Murongli walked to a flower pond where Yuqiong was planted, stretched out his hand and scraped the gravel with his five fingers.

The fingers began to ooze blood, and they were dripping with blood.

The servant looked terrified, but he didn't dare to go forward to disturb him.

Murongli put the wine jar into the pit and buried it in the soil together with his thoughts.

Murongli stood up and looked at the stars in the distant sky: "Are you sharing this month's beauty with me in a foreign land at this moment?"

Seeing him get up, the servant hurried over to look at his hands and helped him into the room.

……

This is undoubtedly a helpless thought in the world. I look at you silently, you miss him silently, but he is nowhere to be found.

I will meet more and the best people in the future, so what, people's hearts are preconceived.

People do not compete for years.

As the moon set and the stars sank, Xiang Xutai became quiet.

Zhi Yan stood quietly by the window, not moving for a long time, afraid that even a sigh would disturb the dream.

Go back to the banquet and sit down before a few tables, and write quickly: the moon and the evening are full of fragrance, which is a dream in the world

☆、Chapter 18 Firework Displacement

Zhiyan grabbed the medicine bottle on the table, got up and went out, and met Mo Lan on the way to Xiangxu Terrace.

"Your Majesty is going to see Ah Li! I'm going too."

"Does the princess have nothing to do every day, always so free?"

"Your Majesty, don't make fun of me, I really can't sit in that official chair."

"If I'm in my position and don't seek a job, if my Tianquan is as derelict as you are, it won't decline."

"Your Majesty." Mo Lan pouted cutely.

"You are not in the fief every day, so you have to find a talented person to manage Jiacheng County for you."

"What the king said is true." Mo Lan walked sideways and said to him: "The king would not say these things to me seriously before, but now the king is acting like a king, and he is starting to worry about the country. You are a citizen! Also, the king used to be called by Mo Lan Molan, but now he is more polite, he feels like a different person, and he is serious."

"After experiencing so many things, people always have to grow."

While they were talking, they had already walked to Xiangxu Terrace, and they saw the tablet tablet placed in the pavilion at a glance.

"Who took down this plaque?" Mo Lan asked the attendant sharply.

"Returning to the county, it is the Lord Murong."

"Ah Li, what do you want to do again!" Sitting in the pavilion, Mo Lan motioned for the attendant to put the porcelain pot on the table.

"Your Majesty, this is hangover soup, drink some."

Mo Lan made a gesture to serve him, but was held down by the banquet executive: "Don't drink."

"The king is here." Murong Li walked in.

"Ah Li is here to drink the soup! I specially ordered someone to make it!" He made a bowl and handed it to Murong Li.

"Why did Ah Li take down this plaque?" Zhi Yan asked, he didn't really want to know why this plaque was taken down, but just found a topic to talk about.

"Yesterday, I was impressed by watching the moon, and suddenly I wanted to change my name."

"Whatever name Ah Li wants to change, just change it, as long as Ah Li is happy, what does Ah Li want to change?"

"Sitting in this waterside pavilion every day, accompanied by the bright moon at the top of the stage, let's call it Mingyue Tower!" Murong Li picked up the bowl to drink the soup, his fingers were black and blue, and the cut had scabbed over.

"You can call it whatever you want, then I'll go find a piece of good wood for Ah Li." Mo Lan took his bowl: "What's wrong with Ah Li's hand, let me see."

"It's okay." Murong Li avoided it, "You don't need to look for it, this one is pretty good, just engrave it on the back."

Holding the medicine bottle tightly in Zhiyan's hand, he got up: "You guys are chatting, I'll go to court first."

"My lord, let's go!" Murongli watched Zhiyan leave, sometimes he would be in a daze, as if Zhiming had been here...

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On the sixth day of September, the sky was dark and shrouded in morning mist.

Zhiyan was dressed in armor, and held up the military parade on the school grounds. These days, Zhiyan has been exchanging the letters sent by Luo Min, but the journey is far away and it is impossible to track them. It is time to give them a fatal blow.

The well-dressed elite soldiers lined up out of the city, and the stone road gave out the echo of orderly steps, which was exciting and majestic, and the dust was flying where the iron hooves stepped.

Zhi Yan and Mu Yan sat on the horses, watching his soldiers leave the city from the towering city gate.

"A Li, A Li..." Mo Lan ran in staggeringly: "A Li, the king sent troops to attack Kaiyang today, Ah Li should hurry up and write a letter to Yaoguang, and ask Yaoguang to support him." , okay, Ah Li."

Murong Li was sitting in the pavilion in the courtyard carving a plaque, seemingly calm and calm, but under the calm surface, there were turbulent waves in his heart, and the carving knife in his hand seemed to be carved on his heart.

"Mo Lan, sit down." Murongli continued to carve the plaque, his tone calm.

"A Li, Mu Yan just came back from Liuli, and he went to Kaiyang before I saw him."

"This plaque is only short of the last knife carving, Mo Lan, you think it's okay." Murong Li blew off the sawdust on it.

"A Li, the world is so big, how many people trust you, do you still want to watch them leave you one by one?"

Murong Li shook his hand, a few drops of blood dripped on the plaque.

"Where is the army?"

"I received Mu Yan's letter early in the morning, and the army was suddenly reorganized this morning. Since I came here, it must be time to leave the city now."

"Mo Lan, hang up this plaque, and then go and lock Luo Min up, don't let him die, I'll go over and have a look." Murong Li grabbed the sword that was obsessively placed on the case, and walked out of Xiangxu Terrace quickly .

"Okay! Ah Li, hurry up, hurry up." Mo Lan looked back and saw the blood on the plaque, and was taken aback, but compared to the blood on the battlefield, these few drops are nothing, he hurriedly got up and ran to Luo Min's mansion .

Zhiban didn't tell him about it, presumably because he didn't want him to know that he sent troops to attack Kaiyang, and didn't want him to be involved. Luckily, Mu Yan told him, otherwise how would he know that the fire outside was on when he was sitting in this deep courtyard? Flames of war.

Murong Li quickly walked up the tower, a long bright red cloak covered several steps, winding all the way up the tower, he stood above the gate of the city, watching the troops slowly leaving the city.

Having settled down for so long, and wanting to focus on the war again, I feel a little dazed. Even if the odds are good, swords have no eyes, and life is impermanent. If there is any mistake between the banquet and Mu Yan, this is the last time he will meet them, and he will say goodbye Not at all, the people around him have always changed their faces over the years, and he was suddenly a little scared.

"Your Majesty, let's go!" Mu Yan saw that the army had almost left the city, so they could go on their way.

After the banquet, he turned his horse's head and left slowly with the army.

Not easily, he glanced back at his Tianquan Wangcheng, and just looking back, he saw a smear of red on the city wall, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and under the dark sky, it looked dazzling, and it hurt his eyes.

Looking at their backs going away, thinking carefully about the gains and losses in the past, this sense of disillusionment made him extremely depressed and scared.

Murong Li suddenly turned around and ran down the tower, snatched a soldier's pony, jumped on the horse's back, and galloped away, with the long cloak floating behind him, shining brightly...

"Your Majesty, Lord Murong is here."

Hearing Mu Yan's words, Zhiyan turned around and saw Murong Lili in a red suit running towards him on a horse. He didn't want him to join in, but he still couldn't avoid him.

Murong Li came to their side and said calmly: "Let's go!"

The three of them smiled at each other and rode forward.

After marching for several days, they finally arrived outside Kaiyang City, where they camped ten miles away, forming an ambush on all sides, defending but not attacking.

"Little Kaiyang, there is nothing to fear, it will be leveled in a short time, in order to lure the snake out of the hole, you have to draw it slowly, the camp is rough and damp, Ah Li, go to Tianshu first, and then ask Ah Li for help if necessary."

Murongli was silent for a while and replied: "Alright!"

He was not afraid of corpses lying all over the field, but he just didn't want to see this bloody scene again. Zhong Kunyi was definitely in the territory of Tianshu, and he went to Tianshu to make arrangements early in case of emergency.

Attacking the city first attacks the mind. Tianquan soldiers camp two miles away from Kaiyang City every day. From time to time, they attack the gate of the city with a strong force. Facing Tianquan approaching day by day, Kaiyang City and its dangers are hanging by a thread. Zuo Yi has no return. Damn, I already thought that Zhong Kunyi would not come, he is not a fool, now everyone knows that Murong Li is looking for him, he is in danger, so he can take care of Kai Yang.

"Your Majesty, the people who left the city from Kaiyang dispersed and went northward. After crossing the Jin River, it seems that Zhong Kunyi is hiding in the Chilei Mountain. It's just that once they cross the river, our people can't track the direction."

"Don't wait any longer, it will be enough to flatten Chilei Mountain. Attack the city before sunset, and ask all the generals to come and discuss." The banquet executive ordered the generals who came to report the news.

"Yes."

The shadow of the sun slanted to the west, and the setting sun burned the sky like fire.

Tianquan's army broke through the city gate in no time, swords were on the verge of breaking out, the sound of swords and swords clashing, and the sound of fighting and mourning were like thunder, and the whole royal city was filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke.

The streets connected to the gate of Wangcheng were littered with corpses, Kaiyang was defeated, so he had to surrender, Zuoyi killed himself and died on the city wall.

The setting sun is like blood, and the dusk is everywhere.

Murongli arrived at Tianshu's Jiuyuan Prefecture King City in four days to join Geng Chen, and he used messengers to deliver military information every day.

The military reports came over and over again, and the people coming and going almost broke through his threshold. Murongli had never been panicked, fidgeting, pacing up and down the house like this moment, he was more exhausted than when he was on the battlefield, but everything was not his fault. In control.

A soldier from the "Military News" rushed in: "Due to the sudden flood, only the king and a small army crossed the river, less than a thousand people, and one hundred thousand troops were blocked and could not cross the river. The king asked Tianshu for reinforcements." , Wang Shang has gone to find Zhong Kunyi's hiding place, and will leave marks along the way."

"Geng Chen, Qing Tianshu's troops, immediately send troops to the southwest of Chilei Mountain." Murong Li said and walked towards the door.

"Prince Murong, please stay, the king ordered that the lord not be allowed to go."

"Just say one more word, and I'll kill you immediately." Murong Li said harshly, and left with his sleeves thrown.

These days are always cloudy and cloudy, and now it's drizzling outside again, Murong Li jumped on his horse and ran out of the city, several personal guards arranged by Geng Chen followed him closely.

After two days of non-stop travel, I finally arrived at Chilei Mountain.

The sky was cloudy and rainy from time to time, and the dusk was heavy, Murongli couldn't resist the persuasion of his followers, so he found a dry place to rest, eat some dry food, and let the horses graze and rest.

Thunder and lightning intersected, the sound of thunder rumbled, Murong Li woke up suddenly, looked at his exhausted followers, they were sleeping soundly, the sky was already pale, and the morning cold hit people.

Murong Li got on his horse and ran into the woods.

It has been four or five days since the banquet entered Jinhe, whether it will be ambushed by Zhong Kunyi, I hope Tianshu's army can arrive in time, I hope everything is still in time.

The author has something to say: "A Li, don't ask the county magistrate to call me from now on!"

"why"

"My official title is the princess, or you want the king to seal it!"

"Oh, is that right? During this period of time, Sunlight was thinking about Zhiming, but he didn't pay attention to it. Isn't the county owner very nice and easy to pronounce, why don't you like it?"

"You have lowered my status."

"Then you can call me the Lord of the World from now on, Ah Li, Ah Li's, my status is even lower."

"Ah Li... I was wrong, if you want to call the county magistrate, just call him!"

"Since Mo Lan doesn't like it, then I'll look back and change all the previous chapters that called you county lord into princess lord."

"Thank you, Ali!"

"Why is it still called Ah Li!"

"Ah Li, Ah Li, Ah Li..."

☆、Chapter 19 Enchanting Bloom

In addition to going out to inquire about Zhong Kunyi's hiding place, they have no food and grass, and they have to find food to fill their stomachs by themselves. As long as they are sure of the location, it is actually easy to find. His tens of thousands of troops are not just hidden, they are all called backers The mountains rely on the water to eat the water, and after three days of searching at the banquet, they found their trails and farming.

However, he has no army now, so he has to retreat to the vicinity of Jinhe River and find a cave for shelter, just waiting for the arrival of Tianshu reinforcements.

Zhong Kunyi knew that Kaiyang City had been breached, and the Tianquan army was marching towards him. Zhiming led a part of the army to cross the Jin River. God helped him. The flood blocked most of the army on the other side of the river. He had to hurry When Tianshu's reinforcements arrived, they captured Tianquan's army, but they couldn't find Tianquan's army for a few days.

Murongli found the severed branches at the foot of the mountain, all pointing in one direction, he ran in this direction for an hour, then suddenly tightened the reins, the horse was frightened and nearly fell him off.

That should be the direction where Zhong Kunyi lives. There are not enough people to hold the banquet, so he must be waiting for his reinforcements. He turned his horse and started running back. The banquet is either in the cave or under the cliff , must be far away from Zhongkun's hiding place.

Zhong Kunyi searched every inch of the mountain until he came near the Rujin River, and soon found a cave on the cliff of the Rujin River!Then he lit a firework and put it in the air. The firework was not raised high and the noise was not loud. It was used to gather the soldiers scattered around. He was not afraid of being heard by the Tianshu reinforcements. It will take five days to get here, and the Tianshu reinforcements must be thousands of miles away.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Kunyi had always been meticulous in his thoughts, but because of this careless negligence, he was lost forever.

When Murongli heard the signal, he turned his horse's head and rushed up the cliff, and the Tianshu reinforcements who had just arrived at the foot of the mountain also rushed towards the cliff.

Zhiyan received the military report and learned that they were birds in Zhong Kunyi's cage, unable to fly. They left the cave and saw Zhong Kunyi's army surrounded them on three sides, impenetrable.

The banquet and the soldiers retreated to the edge of the cliff, in a dilemma.

"King Zhiming, do we still need to fight?" The surrounding soldiers stepped aside, and Zhong Kunyi rode in with a smug smile on his face.

There was the sound of horseshoes behind them, and everyone looked back, only to see Murongli in red, running through the desolate forest, running towards here, single-handedly.

"It's just right, it's just what I want." He only wants them to die now.

"Let him go, this king spares your life." Zhiyan came out and looked at him.

"King Zhiming is negotiating with me? This is really ridiculous. If I say you kill him, I will let you go. Can you agree! You two are my fish and meat now, and I want him Murong Li death, what can you do to me." Zhong Kunyi gritted his teeth, now only the two of them die can make him happy.

"My Tianquan and Tianshu elite soldiers are right behind you, and I can tear tens of thousands of your soldiers into pieces in an instant." Zhiban could only focus on them and let Murongli join him.

"So what, I can tear you both to shreds before they get here."

"If you think about it this way, this is the hatred between us, so why not let us have a decisive battle."

Zhong Kunyi laughed out loud: "It's ridiculous that you dare to say such a thing. Do you know what I have been doing all these years when you have been flirtatious, practicing martial arts day and night."

"This is your prejudice against this king, why, don't you dare?"

"Why don't you dare, I've been hiding all these years just for today." Zhong Kunyi jumped off the horse and drew his sword.

Thousands of sword shadows collided and made a pleasant sound. Zhong Wangyi showed his sharpness, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and the coldness pierced his bones.

Murong Li had already arrived, the soldiers made a way for him to come in, he walked to Tianquan soldiers, got off his horse and stood behind him to watch the two fight.

After dozens of moves, Zhong Kunyi didn't have any advantage, and gradually realized that something was wrong. Zhiming has a solid foundation, a steady gait, and a strong wrist. He may have practiced martial arts for more than ten years. Fortunately, even if he couldn't kill Zhiming himself, there were still tens of thousands of soldiers behind him. As long as he gave an order, these few of them would never leave alive.

During the banquet, he saw the mountains and forests in the distance, his soldiers from Tianquan lined up neatly, and the reinforcements from Tianshu in the distance, this discovery made him feel relieved, and his brows relaxed.

"Are you going to accept the surrender?" Zhiyan beat and talked to him, just now there was no way out, and in a blink of an eye, the chance of victory was in his hands. The speed of this change really caught him off guard.

"Today, either you die or I die." Zhong Kunyi angrily made ruthless moves frequently, and was forced to a dead end.

"You found out that my Tianquan soldiers had not crossed the Jin River, so you are so arrogant just now. Do you know that the Tianquan soldiers have crossed the river now, and the Tianshu reinforcements have arrived." Zhiyan and Zhong Kunyi circled , Let go of the heart that was raised just now, this fight has turned into his entertainment.

Murong Li got on his horse, walked in front of Zhong Kunyi's soldiers, and made a powerful promise with the momentum of the king: "Look behind you, you have no way out, put down your weapons, and accept the surrender immediately. I will pardon you and not die. "

Zhong Kunyi's troops looked back one after another, only to see Tianquan and Tianshu's soldiers all over the mountains and plains, and there was no space left.Someone was so frightened that he dropped the weapon on the ground, making a "dang" and "dang" sound. When it fell, all the soldiers put down their weapons.

The cheers of victory filled the entire mountain forest, startling a morning heron sheltering from the rain.

Knowing that the general situation is over, Zhong Kunyi fought fiercely with Zhiyan with the heart of death, and entangled Zhiyan to the top of the cliff in an instant, preferring to be hit by the sword instead of dodging Zhiyan's sword. No matter which direction he came from, he couldn't avoid it.

The decisive victory is often in an instant.

The soldiers were all cheering, as if they were no longer afraid of Zhong Kunyi, they had only seen King Zhiming's strength today, and they admired him even more.

Murongli turned his head and saw that Zhiyan was forced to the top of the cliff, and immediately ran over. The soldiers followed his figure, and saw that the moment Zhiyan fell off the cliff, Murongli threw out his long belt to wrap Zhiyan Pulling upwards, Zhi Yan's fallen body fell heavily on the edge of the cliff.

When Zhiyan came back to his senses, he saw a flash of bright red in front of his eyes, and Murongli fell down with inertia.

"Ah Li..." Zhi Yan crawled on the edge of the cliff and stretched out his hand to grab it. His heart-piercing cry echoed in the ethereal valley for a long time.

Murong Li's parted skirt looked like a blooming red lotus.

Enchanting bloom.

The author has something to say: How many times will Ah Li die?Why is Ah Li dead in dozens of novels written by the same person?

☆、Chapter 20

The mournful shouts resounded through the entire mountain, stirring the soul, and the mountains and valleys echoed.

Mu Yan, who had just crossed the river, rushed to the edge of the cliff on his horse, pulled the rein hard, and jumped off before the horse stopped, and ran over to grab Zhi Yan who was about to jump down.

"Your Majesty, you have to go down there. It's too high." Fortunately, he has quick eyesight and quick hands. Otherwise, no matter how good the light kung fu is, he may not survive the jump. In fact, everyone knows that falling from here will undoubtedly kill them. They all have a glimmer of vision and never mention it.

With his eyes, Mu Yan signaled the soldiers around him to come over and watch the banquet. He sat on the horse and searched the crowd with sharp eyes. He tightened the reins, and the horse trotted back and forth in pain.

General Lu Yi, the left general of Tianquan, was about ten meters away, and was rushing towards Yatou, but there were so many soldiers, forming a human wall.

"General Lu." Mu Yan raised his voice a little, fearing that General Lu Yi, who was caught in the crowd, would not be able to hear him.

"The last general is here." The soldier heard the sound and immediately moved out of the way.

"Immediately return the entire army to Tianquan, all return, and set off immediately."

"Yes" Lu Yi, who ran forward, retreated immediately, put on his horse and galloped quickly through the passage made by the crowd, the left and right vanguards followed behind, and then a horn sounded, Tianquan soldiers heard it, dressed up and stood there waiting They formed a formation to follow the horses, and then trotted down the mountain.

Geng Chen came over on horseback, so much so that he knew what happened just now.

"Master Geng, immediately send two thousand elite soldiers from Tianshu to the cliff to look for the king."

"Yes"

"Send people to Kaiyang to take care of the aftermath. Kaiyang will be managed and controlled by Tianshu for the time being to prevent regeneration accidents. The king will make a decision after returning to the palace."

"Yes"

"All the soldiers following Zhong Kunyi are escorted back to the King City of Jiuyuan Prefecture, and Tianshu will take over. Master Geng will go and arrange it immediately!"

"Yes" Geng Chen flicked the reins and quickly walked out of the crowd.

"Leave ten people here, go to the logistics to get some clothes and food for the king, gather at the bottom of the cliff, and the rest will go back to Tianquan." Mu Yan turned and instructed the soldiers on the cliff.

The crowd gradually receded down the mountain, only a few soldiers on the cliff and Zhi Ban and Mu Yan who were kneeling on the ground.

Mu Yan got up to hold the banquet: "Your Majesty, let's go."

The host got up from the banquet and was supported by Mu Yan on the horse. The soldiers who came down the mountain made a way, and they were all silent.

It was also falling off the cliff, and what remained in the eyes of the soldiers seemed to be only Murong Li's figure in red clothes fluttering away when he jumped towards the top of the cliff, and Zhiyan's hoarse cry.And Zhong Kunyi seems to have never appeared before. It is very strange to think about it. Some people are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people suddenly, and some people are like the clouds in the past, and they are gone.

When it was empty, it began to drizzle again, waiting for the soldiers of Tianquan Tianshu to evacuate