Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The faint irritability and depression came from nowhere in my heart, as if what I did would be useless, and the depressive feeling brought about by this illusion accumulated in my heart, forming an indelible haze.

Immediately, she turned her gaze back to everything she was about to face, no longer escaping.

"Shut up the admonishing minister."

……

this day.

Several letters of credence from King Qin were issued.

The flames of war are ignited again. Compared with the laughter of the Qin State, the remaining kings and families can no longer laugh. The sword hangs on the head, and the blood is approaching. The most bleak award will be awarded to the Wei State that is about to declare war. It was awarded to the Qi State, which was shrunk in it, and the most water-stroke award was undoubtedly given to the Chu State, which had different regimes.

But for the common people who are struggling to survive in troubled times, the flames of war have nothing to do with them. Sergeants will not kill civilians. Sitting, resting at sunset, the vicissitudes of life, no one can see, mixed in the bustling crowd, drifting away at the end of death, buried in the land of the hometown one day, a lifetime is enough.

What is different from usual is the horseshoe sound from far to near, and then from near to far.

It is the direction towards the outside of Hangu.

The sound of horseshoes passing by, and the astonishing flying shadows flashed away.

After running for [-] miles, pedestrians see each other.

Yan Ce wanted to go back quickly, solve the troubles left by Shaoyun Ling, and find out the truth about the princess by the way, so he resolutely chose to ride a horse instead of a slow carriage.

"Shaoyun Ling, the 'National Martyrs' are hungry..."

Ms. Dai Yunling, who was forced to accompany her, and the four "National Death" assassins, Ji, spent the rest of the night as guides for Yan Ce, leading him the way. Her handsome and delicate silhouette was vaguely tired, and she also felt hungry after not eating all night.

Although there are many years of assassin training beyond ordinary people, the assassin girls rub their clothes in the laundry room during the day. After being "cared for" by Miss Lingshi, their workload has increased five times. For three meals, they simply had a meal when they finished their work, so they didn't want to save too much money. Under the desperate state of low salary and high workload, Assassin Ji finally persisted until the "spring" after Gongzi Ce's rescue.

Lord Shaoyunling is back, and he praised Shaoyunling.

You have come to redeem your loyal dog...

But the spring is not comfortable yet, so I just let it go across the summer and autumn, rushing to the winter solstice and never looking back.

Yan Ce asked, "Want to eat meat?"

What does the meat taste like?

It must be better than thick wild vegetable soup.

These five top assassins with lofty status in the assassin world swallowed their saliva, almost writing their greed on their faces. Now if there are boys who can throw two pieces of braised pork on the ground, they will be child brides, mistresses for cheating, and mistresses. , Xiao Si, midwife...the whole set can be picked up.

The spiritual needs and material needs of the national martyrs have been reduced to below that of ordinary people, and there is almost no need. Those who stutter can happily put on a rope for others to grind. It took five years to train an assassin, but it took less than fifty days to destroy an assassin.

Yan Ce reined in the reins awkwardly, threw away the burden, and said, "Eat something first, don't starve. When we arrive in Yan Kingdom, follow me to hack my Uncle Wang to death."

"Okay, less... hey hey hey!!!"

Hacked to death the current king of Yan, former king Shu Yanxuan.

Miss Dai Yunling unwrapped the package, and before she could taste it, she was so frightened by the second half of Yan Ce's sentence that she nearly passed out. The four little Guoshang were so hungry that they had no time to abide by the assassin's beliefs, so they smelled the smell of meat and moved to the side of the bacon. , like a cute little milk cat nibbling on jerky, with a contented smile on his face.

"why?"

"Do justice for the heavens!" Yan Ce said seriously.

Do a tortoise for the sky!

The princes and nobles who were buried under Yan Ce's dagger didn't know how many people there were. If there was a great sage who would do justice for the heavens, he would definitely take Shaoyun Ling away first.What's more, it's not the turn of the "National Martyrs" who have been sneaking in the dark all year round.

Shaoyunling was also a "National Martyr" before inheriting this title. The last order of Prince Dan was to assassinate Yingzheng, so in theory they can follow the principle of mission first, and the order of the successor of the right to use can be ignore.

"That lord is now the king of Yan, and it's not romantic for an assassin to break into the palace. Why don't we go back and ambush King Qin, Shaoyun Ling."

Ms. Dai Yunling tried hard to persuade Yan Ce. On the side, the four little Guoshang did not express any opinions at all. They did not stick to their mission as much as Ms. Dai Yunling, and their speed of thought progress was slower than that of the strongest assassin. Correspondingly, their positions and rights In the "National Memorial" organization, it is lower than the strongest.

From this we can see that their political awareness is slightly lower.

If you give meat, you are a father, if you have milk, you are a mother. If you have meat, you can get pregnant.

"Spit out the meat, give it back to me."

"..."

That year, late autumn.

Under the afterglow of the long wind, an indifferent puppet.

Pick up a fallen leaf and be in a daze.

How did the person who was so cold and distressed suddenly become the kind of bold and unscrupulous, and what happened during this period.

Looking at Miss Dai Yunling who said "You are really Shaoyun Ling", Yan Ce went into the sea...ah, no, he got off the horse, and passed four little Guoshang with expressions of enjoyment, and the four little ones almost rushed to Yan Ce Tail wagging.

"I clean up the past of Shaoyun Ling Yan Ce, so I'm going to destroy the Yan Kingdom and hack Yan Xuan to death."

"The subordinates can't understand...Even if you want to clear up the dark past, you don't have to choose to drag us into suicide assassination."

Ms. Dai Yunling looked at a group of newly promoted Guoshang cubs whose political awareness was so low that the instructor cried to death, and sighed: "You just want to kill the royal family. You can sneak into the royal court one by one like in the past and wait for the opportunity."

Yan Ce led the docile steed, made some supplies at the post station, and said, "Isn't the romance of an assassin just like a man's passion for fighting? Stabbing in the back is not just revenge."

That's a ghostly assassin romance, a ghost with revenge and justice!And isn't it the swordsman Shaoyun Ling once despised who was fighting head-on?Don't you hate that kind of roughness the most!

Miss Dai Yunling was dumbfounded, and almost choked to death with this remark.