Chapter 335 Live in the same quilt and die in the same hole
"Cao Lang..."
Zhao Qingyang panicked and hurriedly ran towards Cao Li.
But he was fighting against Su Kou. In Daxuan City, because people like Yan Youqin, Wu Jinghai, and Shenxiu Jiangyan were too dazzling, and Su Kou often stayed in Tianshe Mansion to develop poisons, so he became ignored by everyone.
Strong.
The strength of Su Kou, who was both a pharmacist and a poison master, could not be underestimated. A silver snake came out like lightning and bit Zhao Qingyang's arm.
Zhao Qingyang turned his head and glanced at his arm. The poisonous spirit's awakening was extremely strong, and his body had begun to feel numb, but he still ran towards Cao Li regardless.
The poison spread and one leg lost consciousness. Zhao Qingyang stumbled and fell to the ground.
Zhao Qingyang has a face that would make any woman feel inferior to him. When he saw Cao Li fall down, his face was covered with tears. I felt pity for him like a pear blossom with rain.
After this fall, Zhao Qingyang tried several times but failed to fight. He simply crawled on the ground with both hands and dragged his body stubbornly in the direction of Cao Lili, the direction he had been looking forward to all his life.
Cao Li was hit by a sword in the chest. Although he was an enlightened person, such an injury could still be fatal.
Seventy-eight percent of the strength in his body was removed from the wound. After seeing Zhao Qingyang, he moved his body regardless of his injury.
Cao Li's eyes turned gray, everything began to blur in his eyes, and the short distance seemed as long as a lifetime.
Finally, the two hands held each other and I felt my lover's breath. Perhaps life and death no longer mattered.
"I said that I would make you the supreme king in the world. I'm sorry, I broke my promise..." Cao Li's voice was weak and his face was pale.
And Zhao Qingyang leaned on him with tears streaming down his face, stroking Cao Li's bleeding chest with one hand.
"I don't blame you, I don't blame you, I will never blame you..."
"Becoming an emperor is the greatest expectation of the tycoons and old gentlemen. It is my inability to live up to their cultivation and teachings."
"Actually, I haven't been happy since I came to Daxuan City. Do you still remember the first time we met?" Zhao Qingyang struggled to show a smile on his bloodless face.
"When you were sent to Thousand Machines City, you were only three years old."
Cao Li lowered his head with difficulty and saw that the child who was hiding behind him had finally grown up. He was a well-off man and had a look that was jealous of everyone.
"My mother was just a concubine. My childhood memories are all about my mother competing with other concubines for favor. She was surrounded by palace maids and eunuchs since she was a child.
Later I was put on a carriage to Mo Mansion, although I didn't know what a proton was at that time.
The palace attendants who accompanied me told me that when I go to Qianji City, no matter who I meet, I must be respectful, learn how to serve tea and pour water, learn to observe people’s emotions, and learn to be patient when being bullied, because if I am disliked by others, I will die!
But the master is very tolerant, and the master craftsmen are very simple, not as scary as they said. Not only did the brothers not bully me, but they often made some gadgets to make me happy.
Later, Mr. Juzi asked you to take care of me. When I entered the mud mountain for the first time, you carried me on your back through the muddy road that was less than 100 meters long.
From then on, every time I walked that stretch of dirt road, I would make up various excuses, ranging from foot pain to fear of getting my shoes dirty. In short, I just wanted to rely on you.
Perhaps God favored me and gave me all the money he owed me, allowing me to walk on this dirt road of less than 100 meters for more than 20 years.
So much so that when I think about it now, most of my memories lie on your back.
I have never forgotten that you, who have protected me from wind and rain since childhood, are only one year older than me!"
Zhao Qingyang burst into tears as he spoke, but Cao Lili did not respond.
"My brothers and sisters all laugh at me and say that I am your little follower. Master Juzi also laughs at me and says that I am a little tail that can't be shaken off. But I just want to always follow you and follow every step."
"It was you who brought me to Mud Mountain, and I have never left anywhere since then."
The two relied on each other, and the brief warmth was worth a thousand words, until Cao Lili's body became cold.
The scribes in the Qing capital were not as noble as the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism who claimed to be orthodox, and they were more sensual in their eroticism. They pursued all the beauty in the world, the beauty of mountains, the beauty of water, the beauty of people, and the beauty of nature, and used this in their paintings and articles.
There are more articles through the ages that have moved the world.
Although his stance was different, Jiang Yan was still touched.
"Zuko, antidote"
"What?"
"antidote"
Su Kou also sighed and took out a porcelain vase from his arms, but Zhao Qingyang shook his head and did not accept it.
"No need, we live in the same quilt and die in the same hole. That's fine. Although it's too short-lived, who can have no regrets?"
Even an enlightened person could not withstand the poisonous nature of Su Kou's snake spirit, and Zhao Qingyang refused the antidote. Jiang Yan looked at the pair of fateful mandarin ducks with some regret.
"If they were in Qingdu, they would be celebrities sought after by everyone."
Bao Yinzhi stood there dumbfounded. It was difficult for a strong man in Wangxian Realm to stand still. He didn't know why it was like this.
"Oh God...Oh God...Why are you teasing our Mo Mansion!"
His vision went dark and blood spurted out of his mouth. Bao Yinzhi was so sad that he fell down and passed out.
Among the four princes of Emperor Tianzuo, Zhao Pingcheng's death is still a mystery. Zhao Zongchang died at the hands of Zhao Qingyang, and Zhao Qingyang died by poison. So far, Zhao Suixian has become the only survivor, and naturally the only winner.
Even Zhao Suixian himself did not expect that the dispute between the Wen Mansion and the Confucian Mansion would prevent him from getting strong support, and he gradually fell away from the center of competition. However, the world is full of surprises, and after some changes, he was pushed to the center again.
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It seemed certain that Zhao Suixian would become the new emperor of Daxuan, but no one from the Shifang Juewu Realm and the Forbidden Army came forward to pay homage, nor did they untie the Shifang Juewu Realm.
"Now that the throne has been decided, why don't you pay homage to the new Emperor Daxuan?"
Jiang Yan's voice spread throughout the palace, but no one was moved.
"Zhao Suixian killed his brother and his brother. He is guilty of an unforgivable crime. Capture him!"
"promise!"
After hearing the sound, both Jiang Yan and Zhao Suixian looked in the direction of the sound with bewildered expressions in their eyes.
A tall man wearing a dragon robe and a crown walked out like stars over the moon. Next to him were Zhao Rang and some eunuchs from the Huangmen Department.
Everything is full of drama, from being confident of victory to falling into a greater crisis, but only in this short period of time.
The terrifying Shifang Juewu Realm was once again in motion, and its power was even more terrifying than before. The forbidden troops also regrouped and surrounded them.
Jiang Yan had just had a fierce fight, and he still had too much energy left. Fortunately, Su Kou was there.
Su Kou is a poison master. In such a large-scale battle, the role he can play alone is extremely terrifying.