Infinite Sims

Early the next morning.

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

For him who had already died once, everything that seemed peaceful and stable now was just a cloud.

And now that the kindness owed to Huang Lanxi and others has been repaid, and the voices of dead souls have been rarely 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 paused while packing his luggage, then fell silent for two breaths, and finally stepped forward to open the door.

Now that the matter has come to this point, his rationality tells him to spend less time with Huang Lanxi.

But even though I am a dead person without any warmth, I can't even suppress such emotions, it's ridiculous to think about it.

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

Wan Jinghao forced a smile on his face, 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 seemed to be paler than before.

I don't know if it's because of recuperation for a few days, or my own illusion.

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Huang Lanxi didn't reply to his words, she walked in silently and closed the door behind her backhand.

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

"Jing Hao."

Huang Lanxi turned around to look at him, her face flashed with struggle, but was soon 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 still replied patiently: "I have said before that this spell originated from an adventure, and it cannot be copied or taught. Otherwise, through the ages, how could there be only Brother Jiang and I?"

He didn't tell the truth, but the end result of both is the same.

Huang Lanxi bit her lower lip until it was bright red, and asked again: "Then, can you let go of your... hatred towards the barbarians?"

"What did you say?"

Wan Jinghao thought he had heard wrong, and fixedly looked into her beautiful eyes.

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

"Let go? Do you know what you're talking about? You..."

Wan Jinghao suppressed his anger and did not continue talking.

There seemed to be a layer of dryness in the eyes that were originally insensitive. He tried his best to calm down and asked, "Did uncle ask you to ask me?"

Huang Lanxi, who was still fighting with him and firmly supporting him before yesterday, could not have such a sudden change.

Thinking about it, the only variable is her father who came back yesterday.

Huang Lanxi didn't explain, but said: "Two days ago, Dazheng... the barbarian country sent a special envoy, expressing their willingness to sign an armistice agreement with Dazhao, return most of the occupied territory and population, and form an offensive and defensive alliance with each other, and never fight against Zhao. The opponent is at war."

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

"My father said, the underground would like 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, more powerful than a prime minister, and will gather the entire land of Zhao, Slaughter all the barbarians."

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

Wan Jinghao was expressionless: "Didn't you tell Uncle that I alone would be enough to wipe out the barbarians?"

He felt his heart was dying.

Not only was the rich and powerful far dirtier than what he had seen a few days ago, but also because the people he trusted had become strangers.

Huang Lanxi smiled wryly: "I said it, but he said he didn't want to start another dispute."

"What if I disagree?" 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 just pretend you haven't said anything."

But then, what he heard was not the sound of opening and closing the door, but the sound of clothes being slightly rubbed apart.

open one's eyes.

What catches the eye is a snow-white body like suet white jade, just like a master's calligraphy and painting handed down from generation to generation, with a deep attraction.

"My dad said it."

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

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

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

She really wanted to say that she didn't agree, but when she thought of her father's request and her mother's words of listening to her father 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.

creak!

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

In the room, only Huang Lanxi, who had taken off all her clothes and was wearing a coat, was left. At this moment, she could no longer control her emotions, and she collapsed on the ground, crying silently.

Tears fell on the ground, splashing flowers one after another.

In the snow-covered streets.

When the genius was bright, there were already many hawkers and pedestrians.

Wan Jinghao walked aimlessly, like a walking dead who lost his emotions.

He didn't know how he got out of the room, he didn't know how he got out of the Sifu, and he didn't know how he came to this street.

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

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

Wan Jinghao laughed in a low voice, his body trembling constantly, even though it was the morning time when he agreed to go today, he didn't have any intention of leaving.

Although Wan Jinghao did not come as promised.

But the early court was still going smoothly, but no one would make a sound to set up the position of national teacher.

The court only said two things.

One is that Huang Zeshu's grievances were washed away, not only was he reinstated as an official, but he was also given several royal treasures.

The second is that 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 a dozen noble sons of the barbarians who were taken as hostages had arrived in the city.

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

But under Li Jiye's deliberate guidance, voices supporting the truce became mainstream.

After the dynasty was dispersed, all the officials withdrew.

The proud Huang Zeshu and the worried and doubtful Si Lao are also among them.

Apart from the eunuchs and guards, only Zhao Shou and Li Jiye remained 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 below, with a bit of inconspicuous anger on his face.

"If you don't use it, you will invite disaster."

"His Majesty's envoy brought back the preliminary truce agreement two hours ago. If Wan Jinghao starts a war with them at this time, then we will unilaterally tear up the agreement."

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

Zhao Shou's heart was shocked, and he said in astonishment: "How can you deal with those people who look like monsters and ghosts?"

He also wished he could kill Wan Jinghao, a disloyal person, immediately, but the premise of all this was to put his own safety first.

If he did it rashly, he failed 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 curled up slightly: "I have a plan. I don't need to wait for me to make a move, so that his body will be gone. Even if he fails, it has nothing to do with us."

"Oh, if Li Aiqing has a good plan, just tell me, if it succeeds, I will definitely not be stingy with rewards."

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

If he could choose, he would naturally not want 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 help in the early stage, but no one knows if it will hurt himself in the later stage.

Not to mention, now that the truce is signed, it is equivalent to that Da Zhao has passed the early stage.

Under such circumstances, the uncontrollable Wan Jinghao naturally became an eyesore.

At noon, 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 a formal armistice agreement, the barbarian country will definitely send several people of high status, and most likely they will be one of the nine capitals in the Nine Banners.

This situation is undoubtedly a good opportunity to intercept them.

"After retreating to court today"

After retreating from the court, the old general Si happened to pass by several generals, and he said what they said at that time, and said: "If the news is true, at least three of the nine barbarian banners will have nearly 200,000 elite soldiers from the south. The Youlan Canyon is 20 kilometers away, and based on the distance, they should camp in the Thousand Tree Needle Forest outside the Youlan Canyon tonight."

"Master Xie."

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

After bidding farewell to Si Lao, he quickly left through the south city gate in disguised ordinary clothes.

After half a day of tossing around, he finally passed through the long and narrow Youlan Canyon, and came to the Thousand Needles Forest not far outside.

After that, while there is still some time before the night.

Wan Jinghao found thirty-one skeletons nearby, large and small, and prepared to turn them into dead bodies at night, so that he could snowball off a large piece of flesh from the barbarians who came tonight.

But when night falls.

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

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

After one night.

Wan Jinghao was a little impatient.

He suspected that the news was false, and there would be no barbarian troops passing by here. As for whether the master deliberately deceived himself, or someone let him hear the false news and pass it on to him, he didn't know.

"That is?!"

When Wan Jinghao was thinking about the conspiracy of the people behind the dissemination of the fake news, he saw a line of smoke rising into the sky from the north Yancheng direction of the imperial city.

That is the signal for help that will only be ignited when facing a crisis.

"Is the person behind the scenes trying to lure me away, and then cooperate inside and outside to capture Beiyan City?"

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

He doesn't care about other people, but he can't just sit idly by, the boss who treats him as much as a mountain.

Then there is someone who has not yet forgotten.

The passage in Youlan Canyon is long and winding, but this is already the shortest path.

For the rest, whether it is going up the mountain or going around, it will take more than twice as long as the passage.

Wow——

Running lightly, stepping on the snow without a trace.

Wan Jinghao quickly entered the middle of the canyon, but just after turning a corner, he felt that the light and shadow in front of him were not right.

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

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

Knowing that he couldn't dodge, Wan Jinghao quickly pulled out the sword from his waist, and slashed at the black net that had fallen above his head with the sharp blade.

The expected piercing of the black net did not appear.

Accompanied by a burst of sparks and a few clashes like steel, Wan Jinghao was caught 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 it also quickly shrinks inward once it falls, making it impossible for Wan Jinghao to break free in a short time.

This black net is obviously a special tool specially designed to deal with him.

"Successful!"

"Be careful, this person looks like a human being, and cannot be killed by ordinary means!"

On the surrounding mountain walls, dozens of men in snow-white stealth suits jumped out of the snowdrifts on both sides, and rushed towards Wan Jinghao with weapons in their hands.

From their almost penetrating sharpness, it can be seen that everyone has a master cultivation level, and they are definitely not beginners.

"There are dozens of masters, and there are quite a few barbarians among them. How ruthless are you guys?!"

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

Things have come to this point, regret does not play any role.

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 was even promoted to the state of Grandmaster in this desperate situation.

But in the end, he was trapped first, and faced dozens of enemies who were stronger than himself. He had just broken through the master before he had time to show his power, his hands and feet were cut off, and his head was separated from his body.

immediately.

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

As for the few enemies killed by him, because of the daytime, the speed of transforming the living corpses was extremely slow, before they were completed, they were chopped off by the surrounding enemies, and they were divided into dozens of pieces of different sizes.

"I'm such a piece of shit."

Wan Jinghao smiled self-deprecatingly, and gradually lost consciousness.

Brother Jiang has only been asleep for a few days, and he has fallen to this point. It is ridiculous that he wanted to take revenge alone before.

His body was divided into pieces, and all the energy in his body was used to repair his body. He soon fell into a comatose state due to lack of replenishment, and lost all perception of the outside world.