Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

The last few times Zhao Yuannu came here, he almost never brought his sword with him.

But this time, she also took her sword.

Just when Zhao Ji thought that Zhao Yuannu had accepted her master's order this time and came to take his life.

However, Zhao Yuannu suddenly placed the sword in his hand on the coffee table.

Turning sideways, he came behind Zhao Ji and kept picking up the straw that Zhao Ji had rolled everywhere on the stone bed again.

While Zhao Yuannu was doing this, he kept saying to Zhao Ji who was still behind him:

"Tell me, what is your choice?"

"Do you want to cooperate with my master and fulfill my master's lifelong ambition?"

"Or do you want to die here from now on, and let my master find a replacement with respect, and wait until you sit on the throne and issue the edict?"

At this moment, Zhao Ji was standing next to the coffee table, looking at Zhao Yuannu who was still bending down and arranging the stone bed.

In my heart, I really have mixed feelings.

At this moment, he really wanted to hold that beauty in his arms and say some tender words.

But right now, it's really not a good opportunity.

At this moment, the look on Zhao Ji's face was really embarrassing.

He really didn't want to do it, but due to the twists and turns of fate, he had to do it.

Otherwise, your life will be lost.

When Zhao Ji couldn't help but lament the impermanence of life, the corner of his eye fell on the sword placed on the coffee table.

At this moment, Zhao Yuannu was unguarded against him, still facing him, arranging the hay on the stone bed.

What if I could hold that sword in my hand at this time, hold that beauty hostage, and ask her to take me away from here?

Can this dilemma be solved?

At this time, Zhao Ji's left hand was shaking a little.

Just about to reach out and hold the sword placed on the coffee table.

But somehow, he shrank back.

Somehow, Zhao Ji didn't want to do that at this moment.

At this time, Zhao Ji stared blankly at the beauty less than two meters away from him.

Looking at it, I couldn't help but feel sad in my heart.

I only want to use all my methods against such evil people.

If he were to suddenly attack his family, how would he be any different from that beast?

Tiger poison does not even eat its seeds.

What about humans?

Somehow, Zhao Ji suddenly felt an unbearable sting in his throat.

After a while, the corners of his eyes suddenly turned red.

For some reason, he felt really tired all over his body right now.

Unable to help himself, he leaned against the door and slowly sat on the ground.

He raised his head, and an extremely complicated expression appeared on his face.

As for Zhao Yuannu, he spent nearly two-quarters of an hour tidying up the straw before neatly stacking it on the stone bed.

After doing this, he slowly turned around.

But she saw Zhao Ji sitting at the door of the cell with a look of decadence on his face.

At this moment, he was leaning on that place, sitting silently.

No words, no expression on his face.

I don't know how long it took.

Zhao Ji just sighed leisurely:

"Yuan Nu, take me to meet your master."

"I have something to say to her."

Zhao Yuannu slowly came to Zhao Ji, and then squatted down.

In his eyes, he said with a touch of warmth:

"Are you really going?"

Zhao Ji did not reply immediately, but slowly stood up from the ground.

Then he turned around and walked out of the cell:

"Usually, when people are in danger, they have only two choices:"

"The first is to retreat in defeat."

"The second is to face difficulties head on."

"Although I am an official in the Song Dynasty, I am also the number one sword holder in the military."

"In this case, when facing many powerful enemies, I will never have the thought of being a deserter."

"Whether it's defeating the enemy head-on or falling on the way to charge."

"These are all the obsessions and beliefs of that identity."

"If today, under the repeated hardships of fate, I have lost those things."

"Then after this, how can I protect the people close to me from the wind and rain?"

"How can you lead such a large country and steer a long voyage?"

At this moment, Zhao Yuannu followed Zhao Ji in a daze, listening to those words.

Although he didn't speak, there was a huge contrast in his heart with his expression and expression at this moment.

Are these really the words that the dirty brat from before could say?

It's obvious that the bad guy was so lewd, shameless, and dissolute before this.

But why at this moment, do you show such calmness and heroism, without fear of life and death?

When such two extreme personalities suddenly converge in one person.

So is he really the Zhao Ji from before?

Zhao Yuannu and Zhao Ji walked forward for more than half a quarter of an hour before they arrived at a stone room.

This stone room occupies a quite spacious area.

It was more than twenty or thirty times larger than the cell that Zhao Ji originally stayed in.

In the stone room, all kinds of household items are available.

And in the center of the hall, there was a beautiful young woman in a purple robe, sitting there very leisurely.

But I saw that woman, with a slender figure and fair skin.

The delicate look on her face is very charming.

Especially those eyes of hers, looking left and right, could always arouse others and make them feel full of desire.

At this moment, the more Zhao Ji looked at the woman, the more joyful he became in his eyes.

Just as he was about to take the initiative to answer the question, he suddenly felt a pain in his back.

Zhao Ji was puzzled, so he turned around to see who had pinched him.

But he saw Zhao Yuannu's eyes full of disgust:

"My master is right there, why don't you go and see him quickly?"

"If I'm late to greet you, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave this room today."

After Zhao Ji heard this, the expression on his face suddenly froze.

Because he never expected just now that the woman sitting in the middle of the hall was actually the terrifying master that Zhao Yuannu said was a psychopathic master.

Zhao Ji's face looked slightly embarrassed.

After hesitating for a while, he quickly walked forward and said with a slight courtesy:

"It turns out that this is Miss Yuannu's master. That's disrespectful."

Song Hongyan's eyelids were slightly raised, and the look on her face was slightly cold:

"But I don't know if you, this kid, come here this time to ask me to die, or do you want to cooperate with me?"

Zhao Ji smiled:

"There are few people in this world who are not afraid of death."

"But I don't know if senior agrees with this young man's point of view?"