Chapter two hundred and ninety seventh immortals are addicted to drugs
"What are you looking at?"
"Follow me, and you will know." Zhao Yuan turned around and strode forward.
"I will go with you if you ask me to?" Master Ruolin showed a strange expression on her face. She really couldn't understand why this guy who was facing death threats didn't panic at all and acted in an orderly manner.
"Since you say that I kill innocent people indiscriminately, it means that you are not a bad person. A good person who kills people must first convince himself that he cannot be above the moral law, let alone massacre dissenters based on his own likes and dislikes."
"I know that you are jealous that I have got in touch with the power of that bullshit ancient god, so you want to kill me and eradicate the roots, so as not to replace me with time. I, Zhao Yuan, have a humble body and it is not a pity to die, but I will never let you do this.
You are a person who talks about benevolence and morality, but is full of male thieves and female prostitutes. You get an advantage and still behave. Even if you die, your hypocrisy will be exposed." Zhao Yuan Dayi said solemnly.
"Giggle, giggle...Okay, I will give you a chance today to see how you can clear yourself of the crime of killing innocent people!" Master Ruolin laughed angrily, letting out a burst of laughter like silver bells, under the quiet night sky,
It's mind-blowing.
"Let's wait and see!" Zhao Yuan quickened his pace, with a proud smile on his lips. This woman was indeed as legendary as she was, compassionate, yet arrogant.
Soon, the two of them arrived at a dilapidated village.
Under the night, the village was eerily quiet, and there was not even a dog.
Zhao Yuan walked along the village and knocked on the door. When he was at the fifth house, there was a commotion inside the house, but no one opened the door.
"I am Zhao Yuan, the man who killed Shanyu, the assassin of the Qin Empire. If you have any questions, please open the door!" Zhao Yuan said loudly.
"It's Zhao Yuan..."
"It's really Zhao Yuan, open the door quickly, open the door quickly!"
Amidst a rustling sound, an oil lamp was lit in the room and the door opened.
A trembling old man stood at the door. Behind him, there was a child of about seven years old, clutching the old man's shirt tightly. He looked at Zhao Yuan with a pair of big eyes, full of admiration.
Although the old man looked haggard, he was still very enthusiastic. He made tea for Master Zhao Yuan and Ruolin, and fumbled for an egg and peanuts to entertain them.
"Why is there almost no one in front of me?" Zhao Yuan pushed a cup of tea in front of Master Ruolin, raised the cup towards the old man, and took a sip to show respect. Master Ruolin also followed Zhao Yuan's example and gently
Take a sip.
"They... they were all killed by the Slave Rangers..." The old man burst into tears.
"Why did the Slave Rangers kill them?" Zhao Yuan continued to ask.
"They plundered our pigs, sheep, food, and... they also... raped women... If the villagers resisted, they were killed by them..." The old man clenched his fists with a look of resentment on his face.
"Where are your family members?" Zhao Yuan looked blank.
"They...they...were all killed by the assassins' rangers..." The old man was already sobbing.
"Okay, I just came to ask, thank you for your hospitality."
Zhao Yuan stood up, took out a thick stack of imperial coins and placed it on the table. He turned around and pushed out the door expressionlessly, followed by Master Ruolin.
"Zhao Yuan, thank you!" The old man chased him to the door.
"Why are you thanking me?" Zhao Yuan turned around.
"If it weren't for you, Blackwater City would have fallen, and the Slave Cavalry would have entered the Qin Dynasty... They... they are all beasts..." The old man suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, kowtowing to Zhao Yuan.
"Yeah, I understand!"
Zhao Yuan did not pick up the old man on the ground, turned around and left in a large stride, disappearing into the darkness.
Neither of them spoke, and they walked quickly along the official road in the dark. When they arrived at the next village, Zhao Yuan randomly knocked on the door and gave his name. A farmhouse opened the door.
This is a large family.
The door just opened, and there was already a large area of people kneeling inside the door.
Zhao Yuan didn't say too much. He just took a sip of tea, asked some questions straight to the point, and left immediately.
After knocking on several farmhouses one after another, Zhao Yuan just took a polite sip of tea, asked some questions and then left, leaving behind a thick stack of imperial coins.
From beginning to end, Master Ruolin remained silent.
When the two of them arrived at a remote place, Master Ruolin finally spoke.
"That's enough." Master Ruolin stopped Zhao Yuan from moving forward.
"What, do you understand?" Zhao Yuan said calmly.
"What do you want to explain?" Master Ruolin stared at Zhao Yuan coldly, murderous intent surging in those deep blue eyes.
"Compared with your slave cavalry, we Daqin soldiers are so kind! Even when we faced bows and arrows, we did not kill unarmed herdsmen and children. But what about your slave soldiers? What they faced were the people of Daqin. They
There were no bows and arrows, no swords, but they were killed by your rangers, and they even raped women. Have you ever heard that our Da Qin soldiers raped slave women?"
"No!"
"I don't want to explain anything. I just tell you that we have done a good enough job. We try not to harm ordinary herders, women and children. What we burn is only strategic materials. If you want to use this excuse to kill me,
Then, you cannot live up to your own conscience!" Zhao Yuan was upright.
"I don't need an excuse, I just want to kill you!" Master Ruolin sneered.
"Women are women after all. If you can't reason with them, you will act recklessly. Look at you like this. You look like a respected master. I think you are no different from the prostitutes in our Baihua Building." Zhao Yuan looked regretful.
looked at Master Ruolin.
"You...ah...you...what did you do to me? Why am I dizzy?" Master Ruolin sneered and suddenly touched her forehead with a look of shock on her face.
"You really think I'm so kind to give you tea! You really think I'm a fool for persuading a woman with such whims!" Zhao Yuan laughed.
"You poisoned me!" Master Ruolin looked coldly. At this moment, she remembered that every time Zhao Yuan drank tea, she would help him put the cup in front of him.
"No, no, it's not poison, it's 'gods falling'. Not to mention you, even gods will fall if they touch it, haha...ah..."
"Go to hell!" Master Ruolin shouted violently, and suddenly swung her long jade arms towards Zhao Yuan.
Even though Zhao Yuan was on guard, Master Ruolin was furious and knocked him away with a blow, his body flying out like a projectile.
Master Ruolin is the king of assassins and witches. He is recognized as the number one master of assassins in the grassland. He was famous hundreds of years ago and is on the same level as General Changkong of the Qin Empire.
Master, this angry blow with all your strength is so ferocious.
Zhao Yuan felt as if he was in a stormy sea, and a vast and boundless ancient divine power surged directly into him.
"ah……"
Zhao Yuan, who was shot out like a projectile, let out a shrill scream and fell hundreds of feet away.
Seeing Zhao Yuan fall to the ground, Master Ruolin snorted coldly, and walked slowly and quickly to Zhao Yuan, stopped in the air, looked down at the struggling Zhao Yuan on the ground, and saw that the young man's clothes were completely torn.
, is already dying, and it seems that he will not survive.
"Do you think that drug can confuse me? Do you really think that I don't know your tricks? I just want to see what tricks you want to play." Master Ruolin said calmly.