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Chapter 644: Bamboo Sea Flute

A long breath of turbid air was exhaled, and the flush on Li Zhi's face gradually faded. He opened his mouth and a mouthful of black blood as thick as ink sprayed out, hitting a rock by the stream, and actually knocking the stone out of a big hole. He slowly absorbed the air like a dantian, and the disordered aura in his body finally returned to calm.

"Master, are you getting better?" Bian Liang asked worriedly.

"It's not much better. When I left Yongdu, I fought with Deng Pu, and now I fought with He Renmao again." Li Zhi said: "Although they all defeated them, I also suffered heavy injuries. After all, they are all at the level of a master, so where is their strength!"

"They are all relying on Li Shuai, you won't do anything to them, so they dare to come up and provoke them." Bian Liang said angrily: "If they really let go of their hands and fight fairly, how can they still have their lives?"

Li Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly: "Where is the true fairness in this world? You have heard what Deng Fang said before. Over the past few decades, I have been fair to them. Over the past few decades, the Deng family has emerged in many talents and their strength has grown steadily. However, Bian family has been immersed in luxury and wealth, and their foundation is almost hollowed out by wine, sex and wealth. Bian Liang, you can figure it out yourself. How many Bian family children have truly become a climate in the past few decades? Deng Fang said that there are more than 100 Deng family children who died in the border in the past twenty years, which makes me feel ashamed. Do you know?"

Bian Liang blushed and his head lowered.

"Deng Pu came out of Yong to fight me to vent his anger," Li Zhi sighed. "How can Bian's true strength still compete with Deng's, and how can he come up with such a despicable plan? He actually wants to assassinate Min Ruoxi? It's really whimsical. Even if He Rentu is not following Min Ruoxi, can you assassinate her?"

"We did it wrong."

"I'm very disappointed when I don't look for reasons from myself and think of ways, but I just want to weaken my opponent's strength." Li Zhi shook his head disappointedly and said, "Deng Fang said today, how many days can I hold on to Daqin? In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. If this continues, when I die, you will not be Deng's opponents after all."

"The general will live a long life for a long time, and he will definitely live a hundred years." Bian Liang said.

Li Zhi sneered: "Then I have protected you Bian for decades? This is the last time. If you are still the same, it would be better to let Deng swallow you. There is no banquet that will last, and there will be no prosperous dynasty. If Deng is in power, maybe it will be another atmosphere."

After hearing Li Zhi's words, Bian Liang was stunned.

"The tail of this matter is not so easy to deal with. No matter where the Deng family or the Ming Dynasty, there is still a lot of things to be done. No matter what, this time, whether it is the royal family or the Bian family, it will eventually cause heavy bleeding. Whether it is to appease the Ming Dynasty or the Deng family, this is a price that must be paid."

"Yes, the Grand Marshal!" Bian Liang said with his head down.

"It's getting dawn. Take a break and hurry up." Li Zhi waved his hand, lying across the stream, closed his eyes, and ignored Bian Liang.

Sitting cross-legged beside Li Zhi, Bian Liang could not sleep. He thought about it several times, turned Li Zhi's words over and over, chewing them again and again, and couldn't figure out whether what Li Zhi said was true or false.

In a daze, it seemed that just as he had just fallen asleep, but Li Zhi's slight coughing sound came from his ears. He opened his eyes in panic, but saw that Li Zhi was already scooping water and washing his face. Seeing him awake, Li Zhi said, "Wash your face, there is dry food in the bag. Take a few bites and we'll go on the road."

"Yes, Shuai Li!" Bian Liang did not dare to say much, washed his face randomly, and took a big cake from the bag. Before he could finish eating, he saw that Li Zhi had already packed up and set off on his way, so he could only lift the bag and follow closely.

Half an hour later, Li Zhi looked at a mountain that stretched across the distance, "Climbing over Rouyun Peak, you will be considered to be out of the control of the border army."

"Yes, Li Shuai, this Rouyun Peak is famous for its bamboo, and has the world-famous view of the bamboo sea." Bian Liangdao.

"This time I don't have a chance to appreciate it." Li Zhi shook his head, "It's a great river and mountain, Bian Liang, if you are not careful, we lose this great river and mountain. Deng's family is strong, and Bian's family will not catch up. One day, Qin will lose the stable checks and balances of power, and civil strife will inevitably arise. If civil strife is together, how can the mountains and rivers be protected?"

"I remember everything the Grand Marshal said." Bian Liang whispered.

"I hope you can remember it." Li Zhi said: "Otherwise, one day you will disappear in Qin State. You will sail against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. Don't think that standing on the side of the emperor will last forever. When you can no longer help the emperor, what else do you need to exist?"

While speaking, the two of them had already reached the top of the peak and were between the bamboo sea. In front of them, there were almost no other things except the clear green bamboos. Even the bamboo leaves covering the sky and the sun on their heads almost covered the sky. Occasionally, the morning sun shone through the gaps of the bamboo leaves, forming colorful halos.

There are both bamboos with a thickness of bowl and golden bamboo with a thin thumb. At a glance, you can tell that dozens of bamboos grow in this bamboo sea. The wind blows the bamboo roars, and the sunlight appears and disappears as the bamboo leaves rise and fall. On the treetops, birds chirp, a state of detail and tranquility.

It seemed that due to the influence of this tranquility, the two of them stopped talking and deliberately took it lighter, for fear that the atmosphere would be destroyed.

A melodious sound of bamboo flute sounded in the forest, and the sound of flute was circling, in line with the birds in the forest, with the mountain wind, and with the sound of bamboo leaves shaking. It seemed that the sound of flute itself was part of this bamboo sea.

As the sound of the flute, Li Zhi's foot steps were gradually condensed in the air. This step was delayed, and his face showed a bitter look. He looked deep in the bamboo sea. After a while, the foot fell gently.

There was no sign of people, only the sound of the flute was heard. Li Zhi seemed to be unaffected. The birds between the bamboo shoots were still singing happily, and the bamboo shoots were also shaking with the wind. The sunlight could still shine in from the bamboo leaves that were moved away by the wind at any time. However, Bian Liang's expression changed drastically, his whole body skeletons skeletons, his knees bent slightly, his arms bent elbows upward, as if he was trying his best to resist something.

Li Zhi roared to the sky, and the roar sounded across the bamboo sea, breaking through the bamboo tips, frightening the birds. The sound of the flute suddenly reached the highest point, but it stopped abruptly, and stopped at the same time as Li Zhi's roar.

Bian Liangru was granted a general amnesty and turned pale. He staggered and almost fell to the ground. In just a moment, he was sweating heavily.

After taking a breath, a man slowly walked out of the bamboo forest in front of him, with his body in green clothes and a green belt in his hair, holding an emerald green bamboo flute.

"Master of Wanjian, Bi Wanjian!" Li Zhi's face looked very sad. Looking at the other party, he had a sudden enlightenment, "So that's it, so that's it."

"Li Shuai, I've arrived here last night and am going to send you a ride." Bi Wanjian looked at the other party and said.

Li Zhi lowered his head and thought for a moment, raised his head and looked at the other party: "Who sets this game? I admire it very much."

"Li Shuai may not believe it. He is Princess Zhaohua, the empress of the Ming Empire now." Bi Wanjian smiled and said, "I just felt that there was a glimmer of hope, but I didn't expect that it would actually become reality in the end."

"That girl!" Li Zhi sighed, "I really didn't expect it."

Bi Wan Jianlang laughed and said, "Princess Zhaohua was born in the royal family, read a lot of books, and controlled the Jiying Hall of the Great Chu for many years. If Li Shuai only regarded her as a beautiful woman with golden branches and jade leaves and a beautiful country, she would be a big mistake."

"She set a game and hoped that I would come from the net. With the mentality of success and success and failure, I did come from the net." Li Zhi sighed.

"Yes, Li Shuai, if you don't come, Bian Liang will be sent to Yongdu. Qin will be in chaos. If you come, you will not be able to go back alive. If you die, Qin will naturally be in chaos. As Li Shuai said, success will be happy and defeated." Bi Wanjian said with a smile.

Bian Liang was frightened when he heard it. It was not until this time that he finally realized that everything was just to lead Li Zhi. Their target was always Li Zhi, and they wanted to kill the Dinghai Shen Needle of Daqin.

Bi Wanjian, the leader of Wanjian, is said to be the first person who is now second only to the four top masters. There is even more saying that his strength is no less than these four top masters, but he has never been able to escape from the world, so his reputation is far less than that of the four above.

"Are you so sure to keep me?" Li Zhi said calmly.

Bi Wanjian looked at the other party, "Ninety percent chance. Li Shuai, I arrived here last night, ten thousand acres of bamboo forest, ten-mile sword formation. If Li Shuai was not injured, you and I would open 55, but now you have suffered two consecutive injuries, and you will open 91."

"So whether it is Deng Pu or He Rentu, Lian challenged me to lay the groundwork for today." Li Zhi sighed.

"No," Bi Wanjian nodded: "So I'm sorry, I'm very despicable in this matter. But there is no way, because Yang Zhi, I owe a favor from the Min family and have to pay it back. If you die at my hands today and return to the Wanjian Sect, I will seal the sword."

"Is it a chance?" Li Zhi smiled faintly, stretched out his hand and put it on Bian Liang's shoulder beside him. Bi Wanjian's face showed surprise, but there was no movement at all.

The next moment, Bian Liang was like a balloon, instantly surging. Before he could show even a hint of surprise, he was already blown up and died so hard that he could not die again.

"The yellow sand and smoke thousands of miles!" Bi Wanjian said, "I heard for a long time that Li Shuai realized the power of this unique mental method in the desert of thousands of miles. I am very happy to be able to see the true face today and fight for life and death. It's just a bit strange. If Shuai can cooperate with Bian Liang, he should have a little more chance of winning."

Li Zhi shook his head: "Including him, I only have 20% chance of winning in this battle, so it's better not to have it, because I'm going to escape, and taking him with me is a burden, but keeping him and letting him fall into your hands will eventually lead to a big mess, so I'll die."

"Will Li Shuai run away without fighting?" Bi Wanjian raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, how many times do you think I can escape?" Li Zhi asked.

Bi Wanjian tilted his head, as if he was thinking seriously, "Li Shuai wanted to escape without any damage, and there was no hope. Even if Li Shuai was willing to pay the price, it would only be 30% of the chance."
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