A Million Survival Laws of the Savior

But then the black-robed man sat back again, took out a fruit basket from under the table and started peeling oranges: "Actually, I really don't care if you answer or not, I just want to test whether my guess is correct or not. That’s right, right now there is someone who blatantly arranges for assassins to attack and kill people in Chang’an City, and there is no one other than Lord Zhen Guo, the princes and palaces will not do such a stupid thing.”

"Nowadays, the dispute over the throne is imminent. The first emperor hides in the Zulong Pavilion and pretends to live forever, so naturally he doesn't care about it... I'm just curious, why would he treat a good citizen who is harmless to ghosts and animals? With this kind of deadly action, even if you take off the boy's head, it will be of no use to you, or is it just trying to anger the princes and palaces? No, it doesn't make sense, and there is no benefit in fighting head-on."

Cold sweat oozes from Seventeen's forehead. He is an assassin and is only responsible for carrying out tasks. However, as a great innate warrior and a high-ranking member of the assassin organization, he naturally has his own source of information, which can be guessed within a few words. Transparent.

"About what to do after taking the head, you should be clear. This is what I'm curious about now. Most likely, it's still a hole dug for the princes and palaces." The black-robed man had already eaten an orange while speaking: "You can say, You don’t have to say it, it’s good for you now, but you’re going to be in trouble now.”

"Benefits?" Seventeen sneered: "You spared my life, should I still be grateful to you?"

"No, think about it from a distance. Now you abandon the darkness and turn to the light. After the fall of Lord Zhen Guo, you can still live a happy life. You don't even need to be a secret assassin. You can stand in the sun openly and serve as a general. The name will last forever, and the name will be left in the history." The black-robed man followed the lead and said: "This is what the Duke of Zhen can't give you, what is the value of your existence in his eyes, don't you have a bit of b in your heart?"

Assassin Seventeen's heart skipped a beat... the words sounded right.

He is an assassin, and the meaning of being bred is to act in the dark. No matter how high his cultivation is, he is always a chess piece, at most an expensive chess piece. It is impossible to escape from the darkness and go to the light. The value of existence can only be obtained when killing people. reflect.

But if you betray Duke Zhen...

He was entangled: "What are the benefits of being close?"

The man in black threw an orange over: "You can eat an orange."

"..." Shi Qi's expression suddenly distorted: "Are you kidding me?"

"That's right, I'm not only teasing you, but also threatening you." The black-robed man smiled mischievously: "You are still my enemy, and kindness to the enemy is cruelty to myself... The problem now is , do you want to eat oranges, or do you want to be stabbed?"

"...You don't even know how terrifying the Zhen Guo Mansion is." Seventeen clenched his fists: "Even if I surrender, I will not be trusted if I fail the mission now, and I will even be excluded from this mission for a time." In addition, anyone is just a pawn in his eyes, and they can be abandoned if they lose the meaning of existence! The former Zhen Guogong has made thorough preparations, if the current emperor is not the first emperor, they would have launched the robbery long ago."

"Duke Zhen has calculated all the plans completely, and there is absolutely no possibility of failure. I am only one of the steps, and it is not a crucial step. I don't know the whole picture of the plan, but the arrow has to be launched."

"You want to persuade me to surrender, no, but I want to persuade you. This turmoil will end when it breaks out. You can't protect so many people, and the palaces of princes and palaces will be cleared... hurry up now There is still time to leave Chang'an City, and the farther you can go, the better with the people around you."

After finishing speaking in one breath, the man said coldly: "So, I won't say anything. If you want to kill me, kill me. It's better than a life of never-ending fugitive after betraying Duke Zhen.

The movement of the man in black to peel the oranges slowed down, and he pondered: "In a word, everything is according to the plan? The plan works? I didn't expect Yang Guang to be so majestic in the eyes of you gangsters... It's a pity , he is destined to be a loser."

"Loser?" Shi Qi was about to sneer, but noticed the extremely calm gaze under the black robe.

"Because he ran into me unfortunately." He took off the hood of his black robe, revealing a face full of darkness, his smile gradually darkened, making all men dare not look at him: "I have appointed her As the Emperor, no one in this world can disobey my decision."

"Now, tremble!"

Bai Jue lifted off the black robe, revealing a body of muscular muscles, which was not his previous figure at all. The muscle lines outlined by the black leather were incomparably plump, full of breathtaking power, and the flickering steel thorn collar made people feel ashamed. It is difficult for people to look directly at it, and the muscles of the upper body are exposed just right, but the bare fruit is not erotic, and has a strange beauty of power. This is the power of philosophy ♂!

"FA♂Q!"

Bai Jue unconsciously uttered the standard battle cry of van's philosophical battle suit, and the stern and slightly magical accent instantly summoned the raging philosophical male soul, the dark wrestling emperor's spirit van Possession!

At that moment, Bai Jue inexplicably comprehended a variety of incomparably powerful wrestling skills against men, each of which could cause critical blows and multiple injuries. At this time, he was so dazzling that no man could resist it. Bow your head, bow your head and surrender!

A large number of memories that did not belong to him flooded into his mind - the new Nippori under the setting sun, the flame-burning locker room, the frozen air-conditioned room, the steam-erupting parking room, the sound of blood-boiling gasps, the loud buttocks, chicken In the tough confrontation, the most is the flesh of the brothers sweating in the sun, and the philosophical wrestling that bets on will, attack, chastity and faith!

——Spicy eyes ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Bai Jue covered his eyes, as if his eyes were blind, and his whole brain was trembling. He had never heard of it, which would cause memory fragments to flow backward!Hastily!The memory is so deep that I can't forget those scenes at all!

Although Shi Qi couldn't bear to look directly at him, his dignity as a great innate martial artist still made him look up: "This torture suit is new, but I won't give in."

Bai Jue closed his eyes, afraid of blood and tears, he took a deep breath: "You are wrong, no one will not bow their heads in front of the emperor of the dark wrestling world! You have no idea what you are facing. Understand the greatness of philosophy!"

Every time he uttered a word, he felt that his heart was bleeding, but he said it out of his honesty. The van-like war spirit roared in his body, and the uncontrollable chaos played a role.

"Now, feel the power of philosophy!"

"Bow down before the emperor of the dark wrestling world!"

"The deep deep dark fantasy!"

Bai Jue closed his eyes in pain, he could almost predict what would happen next.

It doesn't matter, just leave the torture to a war spirit like Van. After he finishes wrestling together, this guy will probably do anything.

The price is... I am afraid that this great innate warrior will be spoiled... Hiss... Maybe this guy will be educated to become the first ♂ philosopher ♂ in history?

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Just half an hour later, Bai Jue released the philosopher status in the van-like suit, left the unlucky child who had been thrown unconscious and left.

The majestic innate warrior actually cried like a child...

Before he fainted, he explained everything he could recruit. Although it was only a part of the plan, Bai Jue could basically guess what Yang Guang was doing.

Last night, the previous martial arts leader was found tragically dead in the guest room, without any movement, and his death was very strange.

There is only one wound on the whole body, and this wound will also kill him. There is a weapon stuck in the heart. Ou Yezi's hand.

So before Ou Yezi's house, a large number of people from all walks of life gathered in front of Ou Yezi's house, and even two young ministers of Dali Temple went there, hoping to find out from Ou Yezi who the owner of the sword was.

——There is no doubt that this sword is used to blame the stain on the princes and palaces.

Ou Yezi naturally knew who the owner of this sword was. When the prince Li Yuan was still alive, he was a collector of weapons. When his three children were born, according to the tradition of a family of generals, he specially asked Ou Yezi to create three swords for his children. Li Jiancheng held a famous sword, Li Xiuning held a long spear, and Li Shiming held a Dingtang knife.

Bai Jue saw the Dingtang sword with his own eyes, and Li Shiming almost carried it with him; while Li Xiuning's spear was hung with the military flag of the princes' mansions, which had been placed in the barracks for a long time; and Li Jiancheng's sword was broken by Attila's arrow , and then buried with him in the tomb.

That famous sword is undoubtedly in the collection of the palace of princes, even if Ou Yezi doesn't say anything, as long as some "knowledgeable person" secretly releases the news that he has seen this sword, and then stammers and says "the palace of princes", Once the story is passed on, and the three of them become tigers, then this group of non-thinking Jianghu people will come to the door and ask the princes and palaces for an explanation.

In fact, this time is the time when the leader of the martial arts alliance will change. If one dies, just choose another one. I wrote a suicide note, roughly meaning——