A Million Survival Laws of the Savior

The room was very quiet, there was no sound, not even candlelight, only the cool moonlight.

Darkness came rushing towards us.

It was quiet inside, and the silence was terrifying. There was no sound, not even the sound of breathing, only the sound of liquid dripping echoed again and again. Tick...tick...tick...the smell of blood followed. The door was opened, and it diffused out. Standing in front of the door, it was like facing a huge monster with its bloody mouth wide open. There was only the smell of blood, the sound of dripping liquid and darkness.

Tick, tick, tick...

The red liquid dripped from the fingertips, along Zhang Yi's hanging arms, staining his white long coat and bench red, and the bluestone jade floor was already bright red.

His face was even older and wrinkled, like an old man who had slept peacefully.

Only this time, he no longer has breath, and he really will never wake up again.

Bai Jue's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat. He looked in front of him in disbelief, his pupils shrank sharply, and his calm state of mind was completely shaken. She, who was full of joy for catching the assassin just a moment ago, At this moment, the heart was completely intertwined with anger and sorrow, and the cold and terrifying killing intent spread to every cell in an instant.

Angry, but also sad.

"Zhang Yi... is dead?"

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Silent all night.

Bai Jue sat alone in the hall for a whole night, closed his eyes and thought, and said nothing.

The Assassins got them all, maybe three waves came, but there was a fourth wave.

Zhang Yi's death made everyone in Confucianism feel extremely unlucky.

On Confucius's birthday, the guests were assassinated. If it spreads, it will be even more difficult to preserve the little face of Confucianism.

When the sky was getting dark, Yan Hui walked into the room.

"The teacher hasn't woken up yet... what are you going to do?" Yan Hui didn't want to make this matter public, and it would be better if everyone rotted in their stomachs. I can ask Bai Jue what he thinks.

"Zhang Yi's death is my responsibility, and I cannot shirk the responsibility... I have nothing to do with Confucianism, and I bear it on my shoulders." Bai Jue opened his eyes, and after a night, negative emotions were also absorbed by the soul spar, his state of mind It has calmed down, but the Void Familiars in the spar kept shouting that it was so hot...

"You don't need to blame yourself too much, the murderer is not you..."

"I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me." Bai Jue shook his head: "Similarly, since Zhang Yi knew that someone was going to assassinate him and asked for my help, but I failed to protect him completely, it was because of my incompetence." ...What's more, if I hadn't invited him to travel all over the Five Kingdoms, he wouldn't have been targeted..."

"The assassins have been caught, can they be used as witnesses for clarification?"

"They are not dead soldiers... If you fail, take them away, just kill them, why don't you just stay here and do coolies." Bai Jue sighed: "The kings of other countries should have no intention of letting them go, regardless of success or failure. no."

"What do you plan to do next?" Yan Hui asked, "Bring Zhang Yi back to Qin?"

"Yeah." Bai Jue nodded, he got up and cupped his hands and said, "I want to leave Xun Qing and Meng Ke to be taken care of by senior brother...it's not safe to bring them along."

"We will take good care of my junior sister. You don't have to worry about her safety if Miss Xun stays here." Yan Hui nodded in agreement, he opened his mouth and paused: "Actually, I don't even want you to go back to Qin, you take Zhang Yi with you." When the corpse returns to Qin State, Qin Jun will suspect whether it was you who did it no matter what."

"If that's the case, I still have to go." Bai Jue clenched his fists: "I understand, this is a scheming... The other party is deliberately delaying the time difference with me, and the other party specially arranged for Zhang Yi to go here, just to frame him Put the blame on me, if I don't rush back to Qin today, the consequences will be disastrous... I really don't want the plan I've laid out for so long to become someone else's wedding dress, and I don't want Zhang Yi to die in vain."

"Are you leaving now?"

"I'm leaving now. I don't have time to say goodbye to the teacher. I hope Senior Brother Yan will apologize for me."

"I will... but I'm afraid that Confucian disciples will be scolded, and the teacher will not know how to be furious when he finds out."

Bai Jue forced a smile.

He lifted Zhang Yi's coffin, stepped on the ground with his toes, and flew away like a flying sword straight into the sky, causing smoke and dust several meters high to rise in the hall.

Yan Hui stared at Bai Jue's back, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart, he always felt that after this farewell, there might not be a chance to meet again next time.

"Let's go."

The old voice echoed.

Yan Hui looked back and hurriedly lowered his head: "Teacher, are you awake?"

"I woke up a long time ago. It was so noisy last night. How can I sleep peacefully?" Kong Zhongni's old eyes were full of wisdom: "It's the first time someone has been assassinated in my academy in so many years."

"The disciple is incompetent."

"It has nothing to do with you, it's just their choice." Confucius whispered: "The holy way is ruthless, and the death of one person is just the beginning...Yan Hui, the countries that have maintained stability for a hundred years are about to change... Pass me Password, all Confucian disciples are not allowed to leave the country of Lu, and tell the scholars not to go to the country of Qin, only one can be retained, even if they can't help, at least they can't add to the chaos..."

At this time, a Confucian disciple rushed over in a hurry.

"Teacher, brother, it's not good!"

"What's the matter, so flustered?"

"Run away, run away...someone ran away." The Confucian disciple hurriedly said.

"The assassin ran away?"

"No, no, it's Junior Sister and Miss Xun. I haven't seen them so early in the morning, so I don't know where they went."

"This..." Yan Hui flicked his sleeves: "What's the matter, the junior brother is in such a critical situation, every second counts, they walk on the ground, and they don't know how long it will take to reach Qin, isn't this adding to the chaos!" Immediately, Yan Hui turned to Confucius. He cupped his hands: "Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely bring back Junior Sister and Miss Xun!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and hurried out of the academy.

Remembering that he had agreed to Bai Jue's request just now, Yan Hui's face became more solemn, and he led a dozen Confucian disciples to find someone along the official road.

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