Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Abandoning everything, only the Assassin Ji under the name of "National Martyr".

They came out of the darkness, half kneeling on the ground together.

to their immediate superiors.

"Welcome home, Commander Shaoyun."

Chapter 140 VI

Yan Ce raised his hand and said earnestly, "Hello, long time no see."

Yan Ce didn't know every assassin girl, but every assassin girl knew him.

All the "National Martyrs" raised their heads and showed such eyes, and the puppet-like assassin would take the initiative to greet people.

"Shao... Master Shaoyunling... We know your situation, so you don't need to pretend to know us. Since you have escaped from the 'National Memorial', we sincerely wish you well, but we are sorry for not being able to save you personally. Pity."

The Assassins lowered their heads, but their eyes became slightly complicated.

The eyes of the little puppet back then conveyed the signal of "please save me" all the time, but the chief assassin standing at the top has a human conscience. This conscience is wiped out bit by bit in the endless crimes, but no one can choose to redeem. Sinking in the dark but yearning for the light.

The puppet walking in the darkness tore off the puppeteer's thread.

Perhaps, this is the best result.

Yan Ce didn't speak, he didn't know how to explain.

He turned his head to look at the black-haired girl with a stiff expression in front of him, patted her on the head, and said with a smile, "Is there anyone else?"

"Xiao Guoguo, I was wrong, please forgive me."

Yu threw down his swords, hugged Yan Ce's thigh shamelessly, rubbed his face back and forth, tears gleaming in his eyes.

After the sound fell, teardrops hit the ground and soaked into the soil.

At the moment when Yan Ce was sentimental for the girl's integrity, the cuffs of Yu's tights after shedding her dark red long clothes were cut, the blood red color blended with the jet-black fabric, and hidden in the tight sleeves was a dagger as thin as cicada's wings.

It is not suitable to say that the dagger should be a blade. For the sake of concealment, the cast hilt was abandoned. The right hand grasped the blade, and the tip of the sword rested on the young man's jaw.

"I still won."

She raised her small face, blood drops fell into the air, and a bloodstain was drawn on her face.

"The Kingdom of Yan has no right to capture envoys from other countries, but wandering dead soldiers can. But what a surprise, the 'National Sorrow' born for the country is out of control, but as long as you are handed over to the father-in-law, I will be able to leave. Disgusting country."

Yu took a deep breath, looked around at the "National Martyr" assassins with 0 loyalty, and saw that they all pulled out their short daggers in a uniform manner, and made standard strike moves.

long silence.

She asked: "Why? I want to know why you disobeyed the order. My adoptive father gave me the right to use the 'National Memorial'. Why do you who inherit the 'National Memorial' betray?"

Miss Dai Yunling said indifferently: "Lord Yanxuan, no, he should be called the king now, and he will not let go of any valuable items. Master Yu, you should also know that he never thought of letting you leave the country of Yan , your step-brother died in battle, your step-mother gave it to another country as an apology, and your step-sister married a barbarian for a marriage. You know, he can be ruthless."

Miss Dai Yunling slowly approached the girl who seemed to be shedding tears of blood.

"Shao Yunling has served the country as an assassin for three years. As an assassin who assassinated the commander-in-chief's royal family, the time is long enough."

Assassin's career has always been quite short. Assassin girls do have to work several times longer than Yan Ce, but their efficiency is pitifully low. Once they succeed, they even have to lie in wait for one to two years. As for the assassin three years ago The puppet is completely crazy, even if it wants teeth, it will kill the mission target.

"Our group of 'national martyrs' are also tired, and it's time to retire. Youth is all swayed on the illusory future and inexplicable honor. Facing the land that gave birth to us, we should have no regrets."

The Assassin Girls seem to be trapped in a whole body, unable to see the way back.

"Prince Dan's will, we dare not forget. But are we loyal to the country, or the royal family? We are sneaking in the dark shadows, we are unknown people who die in other countries, no one will be surprised, no name, no identity, what we have learned It was arranged by someone else."

Miss Dai Yunling showed a wry smile, half kneeling in front of Yu, wiping away the girl's blood and tears.

She is a dispensable supporting role in the drama, the kind of small role that no one expects to live or die, similar to a small role in the thousands of troops,

"It's like a Nuo opera specially used to entertain people. Life and death are all arranged by the gods. I can't struggle. I want to have a family with younger brothers and sisters. I want to have a majestic father. Father I like to bask in the sun in the harvested crops, and I want to have a gentle mother who can explain the truth in plain language. Little opera actors like us who have no sense of existence in Nuo opera...you can also ask the gods above our heads -"

"We who bear the darkness can have redemption."

"Happiness for everyone that was agreed upon also exists!!!"

There was no expression on Yan Ce's face from the beginning to the end.

The utopia dreamed up by people born in troubled times is the last sustenance.

Listening to the special "National Sorrow" who followed him from Xianyang to Yan State, the inner monologue of the assassin Ji Ji who never dreamed of going to death with Yan Ce along the way.

The wisdom of a philosopher born without long years of honing, and the simple assassin whose mind is only about hacking and how to hack to death, it took her a long time to spit out what was in her head and what was in her mouth into words that people could understand.

Just pointless little characters...

Small characters should also have their own stories.

"A world without war exists."

Yan Ce replied in the most solemn tone.

"In the world within sight, I've seen..."

Yu Weiwei was startled, looked suspiciously at the young man who seemed to be talking nonsense, and said, "I haven't seen it before."

"I saw the Lin Huyue family plundering the border, burning, killing, and looting. I have been 13 years old since I was born, and I have seen the barbarians come to wreak havoc every midsummer. I have seen it [-] times. Those who have a backbone, join the army and bury their bones in the battlefield , spineless, huddled in a corner, worried about being swept away as a slave."

"I hate a country that requires constant sacrifice to survive."