Happy New Year, good luck in the Year of the Tiger (with Chapter 227 attached)

The latest update was too late. I was not energetic during the day and became energetic in the early morning, but I was afraid that the sound would affect the rest of my family and neighbors. I felt that the more I wrote it, the more I became, the more I wasted it.

For example, Chapter 227, I forgot to modify it when I fell asleep.

When I woke up, I felt that the chapter was not satisfied with it. The progress was faster than the assembly line, so I was about to think of a good turn and rewrite it. In addition, I was busy during the Chinese New Year, so I delayed it until now.

Resumes normal updates tomorrow.

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Chapter 227: Fire

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"ugly!"

Huang Lanxi, who was located in the private room, looked at Duo Chier who was talking to his servant diagonally opposite, and could not help but feel disgust and hatred in her eyes.

If evaluated from appearance.

Duo Chier is not ugly, and there is even a kind of exotic beauty.

But for Huang Lanxi, the other person's appearance, mind, every move, and expression are full of ugliness and hideousness.

Whenever she saw such a murderer who killed Wan Jinghao and slaughtered millions of people from the Great Zhao, she was still alive, and she did not feel regret at all, and pretended to be romantic and wanted to pursue herself, she couldn't help but feel nauseous.

In fact, she couldn't help but vomit in a remote place because she said a few words to the other party several times.

If possible, she even wanted to vomit it out in person.

But she can't. She has more important things to do. She can't let the other party see it before. Her attitude towards him is so disgusting that she can't relieve it.

"In less than a month, he will lead his troops out of the city and go north of the Long River."

"Before this, I must find an opportunity to kill him, for my father, for Da Zhao, and for... Jing Hao."

A trace of sadness appeared in Huang Lanxi's eyes, but soon became calmer and had no feelings.

Duochier pays great attention to her own safety.

He was always surrounded by several master-level warriors.

Before finding the right opportunity to take action, you cannot reveal any flaws, otherwise just a trace of murderous intent may be noticed by the guards, resulting in the failure of the assassination.

"Miss."

A maid walked into the outside and saluted her respectfully and said, "Do you think you are going back now, or staying here for a while?"

In order to prevent Huang Lanxi from feeling lonely, the few personal maids Duo Chier matched her were all from Da Zhao.

But they were not native to the Great Zhao people, but the Great Zhao people born and raised in the Barbarian Kingdom. They were even more loyal to the Barbarian Kingdom than the Barbarians.

It can be said that it is called service, but it is actually surveillance.

“…”

After scanning Duo Chier diagonally opposite, Huang Lanxi found that he was about to leave, so the maid came to ask, so she nodded.

Walk out of the restaurant and get on the carriage.

The middle of the way, Duo Chier spoke a few words, and she replied a few words without kissing her.

"Miss, can you set off?"

The two maids in the car looked at Huang Lanxi and waited for her orders.

Huang Lanxi shook her head without saying anything, opened the curtain and looked into the distance, and pedestrians and traffic flowed into her eyes.

Under the pure and flawless snowflakes, there are hawkers, grooms, wealthy businessmen, and minor officials...

The same identity shows two expressions due to different races.

One is a noble, arrogant and domineering barbarian, and the other is a cautious and insensitive Da Zhao people.

——If our people of Zhao are ruled by foreign races, the Central Plains will be turned upside down.

——For a long time, the confidence accumulated by our people of Great Zhao for thousands of years will be exhausted, and the thought of blooming flowers will be castrated.

——If we cannot break the deadlock within a hundred years, even if one day our people, Zhao people, re-take control of the Central Plains, we will no longer be us, but will become a group of cowards who punch and kick in the inner world and kowtow to the outside world.

In a vague way, Huang Lanxi seemed to hear her father's voice.

When she stayed here due to accidents and was about to fall into the hands of a barbarian, the reason why she did not choose to commit suicide was not only because of the poison that could be self-destructive at any time in her mouth, and the death of Wan Jinghao, but more because of these words

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"Wait a little longer and you can go down."

"Dad, please forgive my daughter for being unfilial, but if you can pursue Jing Hao, your daughter will not regret it."

Huang Lanxi blinked her eyes and held back her tears.

Just as she was about to put down the curtain, she noticed a familiar figure flashing in the distance, and her movements suddenly stopped.

"Jinghao..."

Huang Lanxi held her breath and looked over again.

But I found that the man was just a little similar to Wan Jinghao. In fact, he was older and had many differences in appearance, not to mention that there was a hunchbacked old man who seemed to be his father next to him.

The two old and the young quickly left the street corner.

"I'm also confused, how can the dead be resurrected?"

Huang Lanxi put down the curtains, smiled bitterly silently, and then said "leave" to the maid.

As two luxurious horse-drawn carriages left one after another, most of the soldiers guards stationed outside the restaurant also left, and the streets suddenly became much wider.

After half a stick of incense, the old and the young came back.

The young man looked at the corner where the carriage disappeared and did not look away for a long time.

"If you see it, leave. If you continue, you will cause suspicion."

The old man saw a guard looking at this place in the distance, so he patted the young man on the arm, and then the two left the bustling street together.

The two of them went further and further, and in the end they could no longer see anyone other than them.

They are Jiang Ren and Wan Jinghao.

"Some things have to be experienced before the heart becomes stronger."

Seeing that Wan Jinghao was unconservative, Jiang Ren thought to himself.

He can actually understand his appearance. After all, no woman who has convicted her life will probably not be much better in the mansion of her greatest enemy.

"Why do I feel that I always like to think of some spiritual chicken soup-like summary now?"

Jiang Ren quickly threw away the chills in his mind and calmed down.

After Lin'an City, more than a month has passed.

Looking back on that day and night, I occasionally feel a little regretful. If I had not been arrested for carelessness, I had to do it in advance. The person with the highest status in my hands would never be just a small son of the governor.

If you stay for a few more days and collect some information, you may be able to catch a big fish.

Moreover, after sufficient preparation, you can make full use of the time of one night, and the number of barbarians you kill can be at least twice as many.

Unfortunately, this world cannot be started again, and regret is useless.

However, because of this, it took several days to hear news about Huang Lanxi in a small town.

I don't know if it's luck or something.

Anyway, seeing Wan Jinghao looking lost, Jiang Ren suggested to pass through the town and barbarian army in the middle and rush straight to the Snow City where Huang Lanxi was.

In this way, we rush all the way.

In the last few days, he even joined a caravan in disguise and thus sneaked into Snow City.

"Relax out if you have emotions, or wait until you can vent tonight."

Jiang Ren patted Wan Jinghao on the shoulder and whispered: "I've prepared for a few nights, just wait a few more hours."

"Thank you, Brother Jiang, I won't do anything random."

Wan Jinghao raised his hand and patted his cheek. Although he didn't feel anything, his mood calmed down and said, "Brother Jiang, I'll ask you tonight."

Jiang Ren nodded: "Don't worry."
To be continued...