Infinite Sims

(Anti * Chapter, Anti * Chapter, Anti * Chapter)

(Anti * Chapter, Anti * Chapter, Anti * Chapter)

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Early the next morning.

Wan Jinghao packed his things and prepared to leave after today's morning.

For him who has died once, everything that seems peaceful and stable now is just a cloud.

And since the kindness owed to Huang Lanxi and others has been repaid, and the voice of the dead has rarely been heard these days, it is time to do your own thing.

"Wan Jinghao."

There was a knock on the door, and Huang Lanxi's voice came from outside.

Wan Jinghao's movement of packing his luggage stopped, he was silent for two breaths, and finally stepped forward and opened the door.

At this point, reason told him to reduce his relationship with Huang Lanxi.

But even though he is a dead person without any warmth, he can't even suppress his emotions. It's ridiculous to think about it.

"Is it because of my uncle that you came to see me so early?"

Wan Jinghao pretended to be smiling, looked at the beautiful, yet heroic, snow-white face in front of him, and said, "Don't worry, there will be no more accidents."

At this moment, her face seems to be paler than before.

I don't know if it's because of a few days of rest or because of my own delusion.

"..."

Huang Lanxi didn't reply to his words, she silently entered the door and closed the door with her backhand.

Feeling that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, Wan Jinghao's smile gradually faded.

"Jing Hao."

Huang Lanxi turned to look at him, struggling flashed across her face, but it was quickly filled with bitterness: "Can you teach the spell to control the dead?"

Wan Jinghao didn't expect him to ask such a question, but he replied patiently: "I have said before that this spell originated from an adventure and cannot be copied or taught, otherwise, how can there be only one Brother Jiang and I?"

He didn't tell the truth, but the end result was the same for both.

Huang Lanxi bit her lower lip blushing, and asked again, "Then, can you let go of your hatred for the barbarians?"

"What did you say?"

Wan Jinghao thought he heard it wrong, and looked at her beautiful eyes.

Huang Lanxi clenched her hands into fists, her short nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, she gritted her teeth and said again, "Can you let go of your hatred for the barbarians?"

"Put it down? Do you know what you're talking about? You..."

Wan Jinghao endured his anger and did not continue to speak.

His eyes that had no feeling at first seemed to have a layer of dryness. He tried to calm down and asked, "Did my uncle ask you to ask me?"

Huang Lanxi, who had shared his hatred with him and firmly supported him before yesterday, could not have suddenly changed.

That variable, thinking about it, is only her father who came back yesterday.

Huang Lanxi did not explain, but said: "Two days ago, Dazheng... the barbarian country sent a special envoy, expressing its willingness to sign an armistice agreement with Da Zhao, to return most of the occupied territories and population, and to form an offensive and defensive alliance with each other. The other side goes to war."

Wan Jinghao laughed: "So, they really believe it?"

"My father said that the underground wants to convey a word to you through him - if you can choose to teach that spell, you will be set up as a national teacher, a prime minister, with monstrous power, and will gather the entire land of Da Zhao, slaughter the barbarians."

Huang Lanxi, like a machine, said without emotion: "If you don't want to, as long as you agree to stop fighting the barbarians, you can also get the position of national teacher."

Wan Jinghao was expressionless: "Didn't you tell your uncle that I alone are enough to wipe out the barbarians?"

He felt like his heart was dying.

Not only is the rich and powerful more filthy than he saw a few days ago, but also because the people he trusts have become strangers.

Huang Lanxi smiled bitterly: "Yes, but he said he didn't want to have another dispute."

"What if I don't agree?" Wan Jinghao asked.

Huang Lanxi lowered her head and shook her head: "I don't know?"

Wan Jinghao closed his eyes: "Go out, I'll treat you as if you didn't say anything."

But then, what he heard was not the sound of opening and closing the door, but the sparse sound of clothes rubbing slightly.

open one's eyes.

What catches the eye is a snow-white body like suet and white jade, which is like a handed down calligraphy and painting, with a deep attraction.

"My dad said it."

Huang Lanxi put her small hand in front of her uneasily, and her two white and tender index fingers spun around each other: "As long as you can agree to one of the two, I will be yours from today on."

Wan Jinghao stepped forward, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on her, looking straight into her eyes: "I hope to hear your real thoughts."

Huang Lanxi bit her lower lip hard, her teeth cut through the skin, and a trace of salty blood flowed to the tip of her tongue.

She wanted to say that she didn't agree, but when she thought of her father's request and her mother's words before she died, she finally said something completely different from her heart: "I hope you can become a national teacher. "

She hoped that he would agree so that she and him could be together.

But at the same time, she didn't want him to agree, and she didn't want him to give up everything for herself.

Squeak!

The door was opened, and a cold wind poured in, but it was quickly closed again.

In the room, only Huang Lanxi was left, who had taken off all her clothes and was wearing a coat. At this moment, she couldn't control her emotions any longer, and slumped on the ground, crying silently.

Tears fell to the ground, splashing out one flower after another.

in the snow-covered streets.

The genius is bright, and there are already many hawkers and pedestrians.

Wan Jinghao walked aimlessly, like a walking corpse that lost his feelings.

He didn't know how he got out of the room, nor how he got out of the Sifu, let alone how he came to this street.

He just felt that the heart that existed in consciousness was dead.

"That's fine, so she won't be worth my miss."

Wan Jinghao laughed in a low voice, his body trembling with laughter, and he didn't even have any thoughts of leaving even when he had already come to the early morning when he agreed to go today.

Although Wan Jinghao did not come as promised.

But the early court proceeded smoothly, but no one would make a sound to establish the position of national teacher.

The meeting said only two things.

First, Huang Zeshu was washed away from his grievances, and not only was the official restored, but he also had to give some royal treasures.

Second, the armistice agreement with the barbarians was exposed for the first time, and it was stated that the initial sincerity of the barbarians had been received, and more than ten sons of the barbarians who were hostages had reached the city.

The latter has sparked a heated debate, with two views on whether to accept it or not.

However, under the deliberate guidance of Li Jiye, voices in support of the truce prevailed.

After the dynasty dispersed, the officials retreated.

The contented Huang Zeshu and the worried and doubtful Si Lao were also among them.

In addition to the eunuchs and guards, only Zhao Shou and Li Jiye were left in the hall.

"It seems that he doesn't want to be a national teacher anymore."

Zhao Shou, who was on the dragon chair, looked at Li Jiye, who was standing and bowing his head, with a bit of inconspicuous anger on his face.

"Those who don't use it will inevitably lead to disaster."

"Your Majesty's messenger brought back the preliminary armistice agreement as early as two hours ago. If Wan Jinghao starts a war with them at this time, then we will tear up the agreement unilaterally."

Li Jiye paused for a moment, and then said, "For this, we must get rid of Wan Jinghao first."

Zhao Shou was shocked and said in astonishment, "How can someone who looks like a monster like a ghost be able to handle it?"

He could not wait to kill Wan Jinghao, an unfaithful person, immediately, but the premise of all this was to give priority to his own safety.

If you act rashly, but fail to kill the opponent.

It is equivalent to provoking a killing star for himself, which is something he never wants to see.

The corners of Li Jiye's mouth twitched slightly: "I have a plan, I don't need to wait for me to make a move, and he can be left without a trace. Even if he fails, it has nothing to do with us."

"Oh, if Li Aiqing has any good strategies, let me know. If it succeeds, I will definitely not be stingy with rewards."

Zhao Shou also didn't care about his manners, his upper body leaned forward, and his eyes were fixed on Li Jiye.

If he could choose, he would naturally be reluctant to do anything to Wan Jinghao.

But since Wan Jinghao can't use it for himself, it will be a double-edged sword that will hinder Da Zhao's progress. It may be helpful in the early stage, but no one knows whether it will hurt himself in the later stage.

Not to mention, the signing of a truce now means that Da Zhao has passed the early stage.

Under such circumstances, the uncontrollable Wan Jinghao naturally became extremely unsightly.

At noon, the Sifu.

Si Lao looked at Wan Jinghao who was about to leave, thought for a while and said, "Since you already know that we are going to sign an armistice agreement with the barbarian country, you should also understand that their people will come soon, right?"

Wan Jinghao nodded, that's why he wanted to leave so soon.

In order to sign the official armistice agreement, the barbarian country will definitely send a few people with high status, and it is very likely that they will be one of the nine commanders of the nine banners.

This situation is undoubtedly a good opportunity to intercept them.

"After retreating today..."

After veteran Si retired, he passed by several generals by chance, and what they said at that time, he added: "If the news is true, there will be at least three banners with nearly 200,000 elites from the south. The Youlan Canyon, 20 kilometers away, passes by, and according to the distance, they should set up camp in the Thousand Tree Needle Forest outside the Youlan Canyon tonight.”

"Xie Fuzi."

Wan Jinghao knew that this kind of news was very important, and immediately thanked him.

After saying goodbye to Elder Si, he wore disguised ordinary clothes and quickly left from the South City Gate.

After half a day of bumps, he finally passed through the narrow and curved Youlan Canyon and came to the Thousand Tree Needle Forest not far outside.

After that, take advantage of the time before night.

Wan Jinghao found thirty-one corpses nearby, ready to wait until night to turn them into corpses, so that they could snowball a large piece of flesh off the barbarians who came tonight.

But when night comes.

Not to mention barbarians, I haven't even seen a few animals.

Even if I climbed to a nearby high point and looked around, I didn't get anything.

After a night.

Wan Jinghao couldn't hold back his breath.

He suspected that the news was fake, and that no barbarian army would pass by here. As for whether the Master deliberately deceived himself, or whether someone let him hear the fake news and tell him, it was unknown.

"That is?!"

When Wan Jinghao was thinking about the conspiracy of the people behind the fake news, he saw a cloud of smoke rising into the sky in the direction of the northern Yancheng of the imperial city.

That is the signal for help that can only be ignited when faced with a crisis.

"The people behind the scenes want to lure me away, and then take Beiyan City together?"

Wan Jinghao's face turned cold, and he rushed into the canyon channel without thinking.

He could not care about other people, but only Lao Si, who was so kind to him, could not stand by.

And there's... someone who hasn't been forgotten.

The passage of Youlan Canyon is long and narrow, but this is the shortest path.

The rest, whether walking up the mountain or going around on both sides, will take more than twice as long as the passage.

wow——

Run lightly, step on the snow without a trace.

Wan Jinghao quickly entered the middle of the canyon, but as soon as he passed a corner, he felt that the light and shadow in front of him were wrong.

When I looked up, I saw a large black net falling from above, and the target was actually myself, who was moving at a high speed.

"Telling me to leave is just an appearance, the real purpose is to prepare to kill me too?"

Knowing that he could not dodge, Wan Jinghao quickly drew out his sword from his waist, and the sharp blade slashed towards the black net that had fallen above his head.

The expected piercing of the black net did not appear.

With a spark and a few steel-like collisions, Wan Jinghao was enveloped in a black net.

The black mesh material is not unusual, but made of special metal.

Not only is it difficult to cut off, but once it falls, it quickly shrinks inward, making Wan Jinghao unable to break free in a short period of time.

This dark net is obviously a special tool specially used to deal with him.

"Success!"

"Be careful, this person is inhuman and cannot be killed by ordinary means!"

On the surrounding mountain walls, among the snowdrifts on both sides, dozens of men in snow-white stealth suits jumped out in the blink of an eye, and charged at Wan Jinghao with weapons in hand.

From their almost penetrating sharpness, it can be seen that everyone has a master cultivation base, and it is definitely not the beginning stage.

"There are dozens of masters, and there are many barbarians among them. Are you Duo Chi'er?!"

Wan Jinghao found that he could not break free from the black net in a short time, so he simply gave up the defense, relying on his almost immortal body, the long sword stabbed out of the grid.

That's it, regret doesn't help.

The only thing he can do is to try his best to get out of this predicament.

A fight.

Wan Jinghao successfully killed several people, and even in this desperate situation, he was promoted to the realm of the master.

But in the end, he was trapped by the first mover, and he faced dozens of enemies whose single force was stronger than himself. .

immediately.

Wan Jinghao's body except for his head was chopped into a puddle of mud.

And the few enemies he killed, because of the relationship during the day, the speed of transforming the corpse was extremely slow. Before they were completed, they were chopped off by the surrounding enemies and divided into dozens of blocks of different sizes.

"I'm such a piece of shit..."

Wan Jinghao laughed self-deprecatingly, and his consciousness gradually became trance.

Brother Jiang has only been sleeping for a few days, and he has fallen to this point. It's ridiculous that he wanted to take revenge on his own before.

The body was too divided, and all the energy in the body was used to repair the body. He soon fell into a coma and lost all perception of the outside world due to the lack of replenishment.

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