[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

Chapter 1

The rain was falling, falling all over the sky, falling to pieces between gold and iron horses.

Under the closed city tower of the Zhumen, the red robes are on the ground, and they have lost the fierceness of the past. The red clothes have already been soaked by the rain, and the hearts of the people in the red clothes have also been soaked.

Murongli stood quietly in the rain, between the sky and the earth, all alone.

Zhiming also stood quietly in the rain, rode his horse and wielded his sword, clad in strong and sharp, with thousands of troops behind him.

This was probably the only battle in Murongli's career that was expected but not calculated.The covenant between Yaoguang and Tianquan has long been in jeopardy amid repeated misunderstandings.Between him and Zhiming, the thread that used to be closely connected in the dark will be broken today...

When the Tianquan army was about to approach the city, he was in a panic because he wet the painting that Zhiming had given him in the past, but when he heard Zhiming's name from Fang Ye's mouth, he suddenly smiled. The person with the most serious heart, Now want his life.

"Do you really think that you and I can meet each other on the battlefield?"

This sentence is to ask Zhiming, but also to ask yourself.

Murongli now knows the answer. The last arrangement he can make is to let Fang Ye lie in ambush on the tower. The people of Yaoguang have already suffered a war at the hands of his father, and it has only been a few years. They must not do it again. .

He will not let Zhi Ming approach this city.

However, he can't hurt Zhiming, he can't do it when he meets Zhiming on the battlefield.

Therefore, he was going to meet him, alone, in front of Yaoguang's gate, to meet his thousands of troops.

The blush in the distance was so miserable in the rain, why did he come alone?What is calculating in those indifferent eyes?Is it a trace of unbearable that inadvertently flows out when you are waiting for yourself to relax?

Zhi Ming's hand holding the sword was unconsciously clenched, and the person in the distance, even though he was wearing Yaoguang's royal robe, still reminded him of how he was when he first met.

The night was just right, and the bright candles in the hall of Mo Mansion were flickering. His face was cold and youthful, and he couldn't take his eyes away after looking at him for thousands of years.

He used to always wait for him to come back, ecstatic, and he often wondered when Ah Li would welcome him home with a smile.

Now he is waiting for him in front of the door, unexpectedly the army is approaching the city, and so on.

The ancients didn't find the east of Luocheng, but today's people still face the wind of falling flowers.

Times have changed, and he and his A Li have grown up.

He didn't even wear military uniform...

War is not a child's play, Zhiming knew that he could not retreat, Murongli sent someone to assassinate him, but Luo Min blocked the knife for him, and again, Ziyu died for him, Tai Tuo died for him, the power of heaven The soldiers suffered a lot from the war for him...

In Murongli's heart, he has his father, his glory, and the whole world!

As for him, there was only one Murongli in his heart, which is really ridiculous.

"Kings."

Luo Min at the side called him softly.

Zhi Ming came back to his senses, tightened the reins in his hand, and the imperial horse walked towards Murong Li.

"Your Majesty, no!"

"It's okay." Zhi Ming didn't turn his head, he still walked forward slowly, but raised his hand to signal Luo Min not to worry.

The horseshoe left a string of footprints on the mud, the familiar face in each other's eyes was getting closer and closer, but Murongli could only feel the heart of that person getting farther and farther away, no matter what he said or did, it seemed so In vain.

Zhiming doesn't want his compensation, he doesn't want his flattery, he is no longer needed.

"This king knows that Lord Murong has always been good at planning the situation and guessing people's hearts, but Lord Murong doesn't think that you alone can resist this king's thousands of troops, right?"

Zhi Ming in front of him was condescending, his armor was cold, and his tone of banter without any emotion was actually cooler than today's raindrops.

Murongli's eyes never left him from the beginning to the end, he looked up at the person in front of him, and said softly, "Master Zhiming, the matter of Kaiyang was a misunderstanding, and the documents were not delivered in time, which caused Lord Lu to be humiliated. Thoroughly investigate this matter, and I will definitely give Tianquan and give you an explanation."

Zhi Ming didn't say a word, just looked into Murongli's eyes, these eyes were beautiful, he liked them very much, Zeng always wanted to penetrate the calmness in those eyes, and see what was engraved on the heart of this person in front of him .

"Zhi Ming." Murong Li called him.

"Master Murong is finished?" Zhi Ming heard the words, withdrew his thoughts, and responded indifferently.

Murong Li's expression paused, his fingers suddenly clenched the corner of his clothes, and finally let go, he turned his eyes away from Zhi Ming, and smiled lightly, "Oh...you don't believe it, you don't believe a single word."

Zhi Ming turned his eyes away, the sharp sound of metal rubbing against each other pierced the extremely suppressed air, the cold sharp edge lifted Murong Li's jaw, forcing him to look at the sword's owner.

Murongli didn't run away, and looked at Zhiming fixedly.

Zhi Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Murongli, the sharp blade in his hand approached Murongli's throat with imperceptible force.

"Since Lord Murong is willing to be captured without a fight, why didn't he order the city gate to be opened earlier?"

Swish!A strong gust of wind came straight at Zhiming, Zhiming grasped the reins tightly and hung most of his body out of the horse, only to narrowly avoid it.

"Heh... okay, okay, Lord Murong is really good at planning!"

Murong Li didn't expect that the soldiers on the tower would suddenly shoot arrows, and before he could react, Zhi Ming raised his sword and called out, "Siege the city!"

That Fang Luo Min and several generals got the order to order their respective army formations to be unified and rushed to the gate of the city...

Above the Yaoguang King City, the Yaoguang soldiers who saw this scene also became agitated. They instinctively wanted to defend, but they didn't get the king's order. They looked at Fang Ye and then at Murongli under the tower, at a loss as to what to do.

"Zhi Ming!" Murong Li stepped forward to hold Zhi Ming's horse, and said eagerly, "Zhi Ming, don't hurt the people of Yaoguang!"

Zhi Ming sneered, "Does Lord Murong think that you and I are still allowed to bargain here at this moment?" He leaned over and grabbed Murong Li's lapel, and brought him close to him, his eyes met, as if he wanted to see into the bottom of that man's heart, " Or, Lord Murong can use the sword in your hand to stab me again?"

After finishing speaking, Zhi Ming let go of Murong Li and rode his horse to leave.

Murongli glanced at the army, at the gate of the city, at the ancient Lingxiao who once sang for Zhiming, and finally fixed his eyes on Zhiming...

Clap, the sound of the jade flute falling to the ground, was surprisingly clear amidst the sound of thousands of troops fighting.

Before Zhi Ming had time to react, the sword in his hand was suddenly pushed forward by a force, and then the feeling of the sharp edge piercing through the flesh was transmitted from the tip of the sword along the blade to Zhi Ming's hand, and from his hand, it pierced into his flesh. bottom of my heart.

Murongli held Zhiming's sword blade in one hand, and pierced into his heart. He touched the ground with one knee, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, fixedly looked at Zhiming, and said in a trembling voice, "Zhiming , Murongli begs you to spare the people of Yaoguang."

"Stop!" Zhi Ming looked at Murong Li and said in a daze.

Fighting is still going on up and down the city wall!

"Stop this king!"

Zhi Ming raised his sword, raised his arm and shouted, the Tian Quan Army finally heard Wang Ling, Ye Ye also saw Murong Li above the city wall, he was stunned for a moment in disbelief, before stopping the soldiers who were still firing guns.

When the two armies clash, they can still stop in the midst of a scuffle. It is not easy to count, and it is even rarer.

But today's Zhiming is no longer the Zhiming of the past. Under the king's order, no one dares to resist.

Luo Min also took the rein and stopped not far away.

"Alright, what a Murong Li."

"Your Majesty..." Murong Li called out in a low voice, blood flowed out like a spring, soaking the red clothes even more bleakly, Zhi Ming's sword was pulled out too fast, it really hurt.

The two confronted each other for a long time, Zhi Ming suddenly got off his horse and leaned over to Murongli's side, "This king once blocked the sharp knife to save you, you blocked the sharp knife today just for your people."

Murongli wanted to speak, but he pulled the wound, and his breathing became stagnant.

In the blink of an eye, Zhi Ming had already stood up, turned his back on him, and said in a low voice, "Yaoguang has been under the authority of heaven from now on. Luo Min led a team of people to follow the king into the city, and the rest were stationed three miles away." At the end, he added One sentence, "Anyone who enters the city is not allowed to disturb the people, and those who violate the order will be dealt with by military law!"

Hearing this, Murong Li heaved a sigh of relief, and passed out as soon as he relaxed.

Zhi Ming turned his head and looked at Murongli who was lying on the ground, the hand holding the sword twisted his veins.