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Chapter three hundred and seventy seventh

 When the film host saw Liu Mingzhi who was about to stand up and help him, he waved his hand with difficulty, raised the wine glass again and endured the discomfort in his body to drink the remaining wine in the glass.

After finishing the glass of wine, the film owner breathed heavily several times. His withered fingers tightly grasped the table top of the low table, and the backs of his hands had turned white to the point of being completely bloodless.

"However...but apart from these two points, there is also the last straw that breaks the horse's back. Even if I am unwilling, I am unable to resist."

Liu Mingzhi held up the wine glass and looked at the film owner for a moment. After confirming that he was not seriously ill for the time being, he raised his head and poured the wine into his throat to show his sincerity.

How could he not drink the wine from his half-confidant friend? Young Master Liu put down his wine glass and looked at the film host while raising the jar to pour the wine.

"Please give me some advice."

"Your Majesty is too humble, how can I dare to teach you?

The last straw that breaks my old horse is time."

"Years? What do you mean?"

"Is this word difficult for you, Prince, to understand?"

Liu Mingzhi was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise in his eyes. He seemed to understand the profound meaning of the movie host's words. He reached out to pick up the wine glass and signaled to the movie host to drink it down in one gulp.

"I am so vulgar that I asked my elders for advice based on simple words. I shall punish myself with a drink.

What the seniors said is, how ruthless the years are!

Looking at the world, time flies by, some people are like the sun rising in the east, some people are like the sun, and some people are sinking. These things are always so unsatisfactory!"

"Is there any reason for self-punishment when drinking with a close friend? I should offer you a drink. The prince drinks first as a token of respect. I drink afterward as a token of respect. Then...cough...cough...a toast to the prince."

Before Liu Mingzhi could say anything, the film host raised his glass and drank the wine. Seeing this, Mr. Liu pursed his lips a few times, sighed silently, and with a complicated look, he raised the wine jar and filled it up again.

Wine glass.

With trembling arms, the film owner placed the wine on the table where dust, wine, and blood were intertwined. He took a deep breath and straightened up his slightly rickety body.

"The prince is right, time is the most ruthless.

If I were as old as the prince this year, how could I make such a choice?

At present, none of the phoenixes, dragons, and grandsons have any talent. Although I am unwilling to accept it, I have nothing to do. However, there are talented people from generation to generation. In the future, the Li family may not be like a dragon lurking in the abyss or a tiger roaring in the valley.

However, the emperor is merciless and the earth is merciless. His old age and youth are gone and he is already an old man with gray hair.

For a person like me who is about to die, it is already powerless to wait for the Li royal family to have a hidden dragon to go to sea. This kind of unwillingness is the real unwillingness!"

Hearing the sad words of the film owner, Liu Mingzhi couldn't help but feel sour in his heart.

Facing this old man who always wanted to overthrow his country, help his old master, and restore the previous dynasty, instead of feeling a trace of anger, he was filled with infinite admiration.

That's probably what they say: "Dedicate yourself to the best of your ability and then die!"

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough... I... I will give you another drink, the prince."

Liu Mingzhi's expression tightened, and after hesitating for a long time, he reached out and took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

"Senior, although this Life and Creation Pill has no real effect of bringing the dead back to life, it is also a holy medicine for healing. I sincerely admire you as a person, so just take this pill.

At this time, we should seize the time to heal our wounds, it’s not too late!”

The film owner casually glanced at the porcelain bottle on the table with his dim eyes, then withdrew his gaze without any nostalgia, directly raised the glass to Young Master Liu, gestured to it, and sent it under the ragged cloak.

"Ahem...ahem...ahem...ahem..."

After a glass of wine fell into his stomach, the film owner trembled like a sieve of chaff and coughed a few times before trying to stabilize his body.

Liu Mingzhi looked at the film host hesitantly for a moment, then raised the wine glass in front of him with trembling arms.

While Mr. Liu was drinking, the film owner slowly took out a bamboo tube from his sleeve and gently pulled it towards the sky. After a loud noise, a gorgeous flower bloomed under the smoky blue sky.

Liu Mingzhi's expression condensed, he raised his head and glanced at the flowers under the blue sky, and hurriedly stared at the film owner, wanting to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

Is the movie owner going to call all the spy agents to help out?

Liu Xuan, who was standing behind her eldest brother, also saw the gorgeous flowers in the sky. She hurriedly reached out and touched the bamboo tube in her arms, staring at Young Master Liu's back with bright eyes, waiting for the signal from her eldest brother.

In a place where Liu Dashao's brother and sister could not see, dozens of spy men and horses who were fighting desperately with Liu Dashao's party subconsciously glanced at the gorgeous flowers in the sky.

When the light of the fireworks disappeared from the sky, all the spy men and horses smiled sadly, and suddenly put away their weapons under the opponent's fierce killing move and chose to give up resistance.

In an instant, muffled sounds could be heard one after another around the pines and cypress trees in the southeast direction of the main mausoleum.

At the same time, the film owner coughed a few times again with sad eyes, and the wine glass in his hand quietly slipped from his fingertips to the ground, rolled on the ground a few times, and then lay in the dust without any movement.

"Senior...senior? You?"

The shadow master's arms seemed to be boneless pressing on the table. He shivered and supported his body and slowly stood up. He slightly turned his head and glanced at Wen Renzheng, who was not far away with a heavy expression, and walked towards the main mausoleum with difficulty.

The direction passed slowly.

After the Shadow Master stood up, what caught Young Master Liu's eyes was a pool of eye-catching bright red blood where the Shadow Master was kneeling just now. It was already clear where this pool of blood came from.

Liu Mingzhi swallowed, threw away the wine glass in his hand, stood up and chased the film owner.

"Senior, this... junior will help you."

The film owner broke free from Young Master Liu's hands that were holding his arms. The slightly leaking lips under his cloak raised a sad smile with difficulty. He turned his head and glanced in the direction of the main mausoleum, and his eyes became extremely determined.

Taking a deep breath, the Shadow Master dragged the Yan Fei Dao in his hand and stumbled towards the main mausoleum.

It was only a moment's journey half a day ago, and the shadow master walked in a daze for about a stick of incense before stumbling to the outside of the Broken Dragon Stone of the main mausoleum.

Falling weakly outside the entrance of the main mausoleum, the film owner supported his body with both hands and bowed gently to the entrance of the mausoleum several times.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty."

Liu Mingzhi, who was following him, hurried over to meet him and squatted beside the film owner with complicated eyes.

"Senior, what do you want to say? But it doesn't matter."

"Your Majesty, after entering the capital and the capital a few months ago, the spy brothers who knew the whereabouts of the prince were all married people, so they easily let the prince know their whereabouts. I

Command them to do it intentionally.

Months ago, I had ordered them to disband on the spot and no longer be spy brothers. I also made them swear a strong oath to God that they would not be enemies of the prince for the rest of their lives.

I hope that the prince, for the sake of... ahem... for the sake of Ruizong's face and my thin face, will not embarrass them any more.

Although they are spies, they are just following orders. There are many things that they often have no control over. I beg you, Your Majesty, not to embarrass them.

In addition, the other brothers also dispersed on the spot in Hanzhou and retired to the mountains and forests. Today, I came to the imperial mausoleum to attend the appointment...ahem...the only people who attended the appointment were the old man and his sixty-two living and dead brothers.

The whereabouts of those brothers are recorded in those books. As long as they do not cause trouble and bring trouble to the world, I also beg you, Your Majesty, to spare their lives.

Your Majesty, I beg you."

Liu Mingzhi looked at the film owner who turned around and was about to bow to him, and hurriedly squatted down to help him up. Looking at the film owner whose gloomy eyes were full of expectation, Liu Mingzhi hesitated for a long time and nodded heavily.

"Junior... no... I promise. In the name of the Emperor, I promise my seniors that as long as the former spy agents no longer cause trouble, I will never touch a hair of their hair.

I can also promise my seniors that as long as the former spy agents are willing to serve me, I am willing to ask all the heroes to help me as a corporal.

If this statement is false, I will be struck dead by five thunderbolts, and I will not be able to rest in peace for a hundred years."

"Ahem...I...Thank you so much, Your Majesty. May you live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years."

Liu Mingzhi was about to offer words of comfort when feeble voices interrupted his thoughts.

"Big...brother!"

"Brother!"

"Brother!"

"..."

"Master."

"Master."

"..."

"Lord"

Liu Mingzhi and Shadow Master both turned around and looked behind them. They saw dozens of spy secret agents, some walking independently, some supporting each other, and some being carried towards the entrance of the main mausoleum by several spy secret agents.

Slowly coming from the direction.

And they were either seriously injured and trying to hold on for a breath, or they were already dying and were being carried by their brothers with no life left.

With a quick glance, you can see how miserable he is!

Behind them were dozens of masters belonging to Mr. Liu's side. At this moment, they were walking silently behind them with complicated expressions and vacant eyes.

Dozens of spy agents stopped in front of the film master and saluted him one after another.

"We see your Lord."

The shadow owner looked at the four great Dharma Kings of Wind, Thunder, Rain and Lightning, the eleven Shadow Protectors, the leaders of various ministries, and a group of brothers who had long since lost their vitality. He turned around and kowtowed to them with painful eyes.

"Brothers, Li Kan is sorry for you.

If there is... hiccup... if there is an afterlife, Li Kan is willing to work like a bull to repay the deep friendship of all brothers."

"We don't dare. It's a blessing for a man to pledge his life to the country. How dare we accept the Lord's gift?

We can be loyal to our country, die in a worthy place, and die without regrets or regrets."

"Brothers, come quickly to pay homage to the late Emperor Ruizong."

After listening to the shadow master's words, the still-breathing spies lifted up their dead brother who was parked outside Li Zheng's mausoleum, and knelt on the ground with a roar.

"I, my ministers, wish to see your Majesty the Emperor, long live, long live, long live."

"I, my ministers, wish to see your Majesty the Emperor, long live, long live, long live."

"I, my ministers, wish to see your Majesty the Emperor, long live, long live, long live."

"Brother, my younger brother has already paid tribute to the late emperor. We, our brothers, will be with you in life and death. Today we will go on the road together. The road to hell will not be too lonely.

Today, our fate as brothers has ended. We will be brothers again in the next life. Li Xuan is loyal to the country and has taken the first step."


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