Assassin's Biographies

, you guard Xiangxu Terrace well, Ah Li will come back later. "

The palace man quickly said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, we will definitely take care of Xiang Xu Terrace, and when Master Murong comes back, there will be absolutely no dissatisfaction."

"Hmm... Ah Li's trip will probably take a little longer, but you can't slack off. If he doesn't go well when he comes back, I won't spare you!"

"Yes."

Yaoguang Kingdom. Old Capital

Murongli has been on the road for a long time, even he can't tell how many days he walked.He was too lazy to remember, and he didn't want to think too clearly.

Once you know it too clearly, you can't help but think about how long you have left Tianquan Kingdom and how long you have been away from that person.

Those vague emotional ups and downs cannot be avoided.

But this can't exist, so don't think about it, so you can concentrate when you are on the road.

His first destination this time is not a place to stay, but the old home country that he misses so much.

Yaoguang.

During the Four Nations Alliance, Murongli had come back.That night, he changed from his red clothes to the plain white robes of the past, knelt under the palace wall, and kowtowed from a distance.

Facing the ruins of a city, facing thousands of dead souls, and facing the desolate moonlight.

Said softly but solemnly, Murong Li is back.

And tonight, he was standing here again, with the same city wall, the same moonlight, and the same old man.

Only by looking at Yao Guang can he completely immerse himself in deep-seated hatred, and use this indifferent hatred to separate himself from all the warmth in the world, watching countries quarreling with each other with cold eyes, and then calculating gains and losses indifferently.

In the treacherous situation, when I occasionally think of Murong Li back then, it seems like a lifetime away.

If someone from the old days could see him and see what he looks like now, I don't know if he would dare to admit it.

This time I came back in a hurry, and I couldn't prepare the sacrifice.Murongli thought for a while, pulled out the Yanzhi sword from the flute, knelt down on the ground, bowed to the Yaoguang King City, and then drew a stroke on his hand.

The sword light flashed coldly, and the blood dripped down, melting into the homeland in an instant, leaving only a little scar.

With my flesh and blood, I swear to the moon.

The hatred of subjugation is endless.

Murongli stroked Yan Zhijian lightly, and the blood on his hand disappeared in an instant.He put the sword into the flute indifferently, bowed to the city wall again, and stood up holding the flute.

The moonlight was like water, pouring down on Murongli's black cloak, occasionally revealing the corners of a red dress.

Since the subjugation of the country, he has changed his habit of dressing plainly.The youthful time that was once ignorant of the world has already disappeared with the redness of the country that day.The more afraid he was to think of the blood-stained scene, the more Murongli wanted to wear a red dress and watch him all the time.

Just like on the day when the country was subjugated, my plain white clothes were stained with undried blood on the steps, and I walked by step by step, and there were ghosts of Yaoguang under my feet.

I can only use this method to inflict endless pain on myself, so as to temper a cold heart.

Murongli took the long flute in his hand, looked at it carefully, finally put it to his lips, and played a piece.

After playing this song, he will go to Nanling to find Yaoguang's old department, the General Qi that A Xu mentioned.

When I come back again, I hope that I can be upright and step into the royal city in the name of Yao Guang's descendants.

Only in this way, if I owe this life to A Xu, can I be regarded as living up to it.

The sound of the flute is long and far away, floating in the ruins of the ancient city, the grass and trees are rustling, the moon is shining brightly, and the breeze is blowing, sending a sad sound into the wall, as if it has been played with an old song.

At the end of the song, Murongli quietly put away the jade flute, and said softly to the void: "When the Yu Qiong flowers bloom in the coming year, I will definitely ask Tianxuan to repay my glory at the price of the whole country."

He took out a dagger from his sleeve, and compared it with his flute by the moonlight, with a smile as cold as the sky, "Ling Guang, you must have missed this Yunzang dagger for a long time."

There was a sword cry from Gu Lingxiao, and the dagger also emitted a faint light, which seemed to echo it.

What Murong Li held in his hand was the dagger that the monarch of Tianxuan Kingdom had been searching for for a long time, and which Qiu Zhen used to assassinate Emperor Qikun - Yunzang.

Fu Rong Yu Mang

Kingdom of Heaven. Junhou Mansion

"Your Majesty," Mo Lan greeted him, ran a few steps to the carriage, and looked at Zhi Ming in surprise, "Why are you here? Don't ask anyone to tell you in advance, I should prepare myself."

Zhi Ming waved his hand: "No, let's talk first."

Mo Lan nodded, asked someone to take the carriage to the side, and followed Zhi Ming into the door.

Mo Lan had nothing to do today, so she just played the piano in her room by herself.After Zhiming entered the room, he saw the qin on the ground, stopped Mo Lan from moving the qin away, and sat down beside the qin.

Green smoke curls up from the incense burner on the side, exuding a faint scent of grass and trees.Zhiming stared at the incense burner intently, and suddenly said softly: "This smells very good."

Mo Lan smiled: "This is tribute incense, and there are many in the Shang Palace, but you are not willing to use it, so you are not familiar with it." After thinking about it, he said: "But when Murong plays chess, he often burns this kind of incense."

Zhi Ming was taken aback, and that vermilion figure couldn't help reappearing in his mind.

The figure is straight but thin, and she always likes to wear bright colors, but no matter what time she is, there is a sense of indifference.

"No wonder this king feels familiar." Zhi Ming raised his hand and stroked the strings a few times, and then sat upside down habitually, "Mo Lan, this king is here to tell you today that Ah Li is gone."

Mo Lan didn't understand for a while, and when the words went around in his mind, they suddenly exploded like a thunderbolt, which made him almost unable to maintain his sitting posture: "Murong left? Where did he go? When will you be back?"

Zhi Ming lowered his eyes, and the green smoke in the incense burner directly separated a blurred barrier in front of him, so when Mo Lan looked at him, he felt unclear.

"Let's go, he's going to sleep," Zhi Ming answered Mo Lan's questions one by one, "I don't know when I'll be back."

Mo Lan stopped immediately, not knowing what to say.

He thought for a while and asked cautiously: "Then... the king wants to send someone to find him and come back?"

Zhi Ming shook his head, put his hands on the incense burner, seemed to be very curious, and left some fragrance on his sleeve to smell.

Seeing him shaking his head, Mo Lan guessed what he was thinking, and said again: "Why don't I go find it myself?"

"No need," Zhi Ming put down his sleeves and looked at Mo Lan, "I came here today to ask you to do something else."

Mo Lan couldn't help being stunned.According to Zhiming's usual style, Murong is gone, finding him is naturally the most important thing, what else can be more important than this?

But he still responded: "What does the king need this humble minister for?"

Zhi Ming picked up the incense spoon on the side and fiddled with the stove again, after pondering for a moment, he said: "You write a letter to your two elder brothers, asking them to come back from outside the pass."

Mo Lan was really shocked now.

In the early years, old General Mo resigned after he guarded the mountain pass and returned to the court. Zhiming gave him an excellent fief and the title of Marquis, and then gave General Mo's three sons official positions.

Mo Lan made a pact with Zhiming, and got the position of county lord and stayed in the court, while his two older brothers were both made generals and led troops to guard the border.

The Taifu proposed more than once to call back the two generals Mo so that they could train well.But because Zhiming hated wars and chaos, he didn't want to get involved in the incidents of seizing the world, and he didn't want to have such incidents in front of him, so he never paid attention to the idea of ​​the Taifu.

Mo Lan tentatively asked: "Your Majesty, are you serious about what you said?"

Zhi Ming nodded: "Anyway, the Tai Tuo definitely has no objection, he is eager for the king to do this, you can just write a letter, and the king will talk to him after seeing the Tai Tuo."

Mo Lan hesitated for a while, but did not immediately agree.

He is keenly aware that today's Zhiming is somewhat different from the past.

This strange feeling made him feel surprised, and Zhi Ming's move to recall his brother made him surprised, but also slightly excited.

"The king called back Weichen's elder brother, do you have any orders?"

Zhiming heard the words, and replied without any concealment: "Let them come back to train soldiers. The descendants of General Mo will definitely be able to make a difference in this world. Not only your two elder brothers, you also want to go."

Mo Lan: "...The humble minister is going too?"

Zhi Ming: "You are also the son of old General Mo. Are you obsessed with silk and bamboo all day? This king has already thought about it. Your two elder brothers and you will each lead an army, a total of three parties."

The monarch and general of the Tianji Kingdom have been martyred, the country without a master, and the dragons without a leader; It also stimulated Ling Guang, who had been ignoring political affairs; while Xun Su grew stronger day by day, gradually becoming a threat and revealing his ambition.

The changes in the world's situation gradually showed some signs, and Zhi Ming recalled the two young generals for training at this time.

Mo Lan raised her head suddenly: "Is Your Majesty going to fight for the world?"

Zhiming fiddled with the spices for a moment, then acted nonchalantly: "Tianquan is rich in resources and products, this king is not short of money or people, can't we fight?"

Mo Lan said with joy on her face: "Of course the king can fight. If the Taifu finds out about this, he will be very happy. I will write a letter to my brother immediately."

He has been by Zhiming's side all the time, although he often takes Zhiming to do some fun things, but as the son of old General Mo, how can he not have a gap in his heart?

It's just seeing the monarch has no intention of doing this, so he swallowed his words of persuasion.Now that Zhiming has offered to fight, he is of course delighted.

"Well," Zhi Ming put down the incense spoon and clapped his hands, "Okay, that's why I'm here today, now I'm done talking, I'm leaving."

Mo Lan hurriedly got up to see him off.Zhi Ming waved his hand casually, let him stay in the house, and left the house by himself.

This incident shocked Mo Lan so much that he forgot to ask