With a long jail, Yun Ting walked silently. The iron chains from behind fell to the ground and the sound of dragging made his mood a little heavier. He was a little nervous about Cao Cao's trial of the case, and he felt a little pleasure from the sea of ​​suffering.

The two emotions are intertwined, which makes this originally not-so-long sturdy path, which is long and short, increases, shortens or extends as Yun Ting's mood rises and falls.

Walking like this, a light appeared in front of me, becoming more and more obvious. Yun Ting's eyes were burned, and he felt dazzling and narrowed slightly.

When Yun Ting opened his eyes again, he had already adapted. The place where the light shine was the exit. With the light, he emitted a free, fresh and humid air.

Yun Ting took a deep breath, and the sincere pleasure in his heart finally disappeared. The smell of disgusting feet and urine. Every cell between his mouth and nose was cheering and leaping away from the hell without fragrance and only smell. Looking back, the dim jail leads to hell like a dark corridor. No matter what, Yun Ting doesn't want to go back.

The two soldiers walking in front stopped and picked up two umbrellas to the side of the prison door. One of them asked Yun Ting and Taishi Ci: "Mr. Cao has given him instructions. Any conditions you have can be met as long as the law allows. Now, it is raining outside. Do you need an umbrella?"

"No need." Yun Ting replied softly, looking at the rain outside the prison gate, a little remembrance.

Maybe it's good to get wet?

Taishi Ci also shook her head and signaled not to use it. Her mind and eyes had never rippled once, like a mountain, silent and polite. It is no different for him to see if she is not afraid of the Rain of the Daoshan and the Arrow Rain. How could a person who cares about heavy rain or light rain? No matter how much he is, he will catch a cold at most, unlike the Rain of the Arrow Rain, if he is in danger of life after being showered, so whether he has an umbrella or not, it is irrelevant to the Itch.

"Then let's go." The soldier opened the umbrella in his hand, turned around, and said to his companion who was escorting more than a hundred prisoners behind, "They don't need to be so polite. Lord Cao hasn't given any instructions."

After saying that, the soldier was about to walk out first, but he saw a figure flashing past his eyes, which made him stunned for a moment.

Yun Ting walked out first, just as he thought in prison, he didn't want to stay there for a moment. The cloth shoes were stepped on in the puddle and were instantly wiped out. The turbid puddle became more and more turbid, and a few straws floated on it, swaying with the vibration and ripples. As Yun Ting walked, the water in the puddle spread forward, and as his feet raised, large ripples echoed. Then as his feet fell, dripping water splashed, and a few more soil-blooming flowers were added at the hem of Yun Ting's clothes.

"Good rain." With a whisper, Yun Ting raised his head and looked at the dim sky above and countless drops of water. He stood quietly. Feeling the raindrops hit without force and gently caressing, Yun Ting gently closed his eyes. He could clearly feel the thick moist water vapor between his nose, spreading along his perception, and saw countless water droplets and water splashes that bloomed everywhere. They bloomed and withered, and only the water vapor that was carried forever.

It’s a life and a death, and you don’t have to look at the Buddha picking up flowers. At this moment, water and drops are instantly destroyed.

Drops of rain mixed into a trickle of water hang down from the corner of the forehead, tangled through the eyelashes, the corners of the eyes, fell from the surroundings of the face, and then fell on the clothes, and finally it was overwhelmed and splashed on the land.

In just a moment, Yun Ting's whole body became wet, but his dirty clothes seemed to have been irresponsibly cleaned, and they became much cleaner.

The moist clothes were stuck tightly to the skin. Yun Ting did not feel any discomfort. Instead, he felt that he was soaked by the rain. No matter what kind of grudges, love and hatred, whether it was right or wrong, he would just pour it over and hand them all into the hands of the rain, allowing them to flow down the rain and finally be absorbed by the earth.

"Cao Cao is still cute now." Yun Ting chuckled in his heart, reached out his hand, caught the rain, and the rain in his palm gathered from less to more. Then Yun Ting watched the more rainy hands fall from his fingers, and he still felt an indescribable fatigue in his heart.

Just like the rain in this palm, it was originally simple, but because there were too many, it became less simple. The more you carried, the more you carried, whether it was pure or black, you would eventually have to return to the same turbid earth.

Cao Cao is really cute than the Cao Cao in his previous life. At least he doesn't carry so many things. He also has a simple dream to support him. Fools are cute, they are very stupid and naive, but at least there is something to support him. Smart people are not cute, because they know too much, but there is nothing in their hearts to support him. Cao Cao is just a fool, but in some aspects. In fact, he is still very smart, otherwise it wouldn't be Cao Mengde.

When your opponent also thinks you are cute, then you are really cute. The cuteness you say about relatives and friends is at the work of feelings, not really cute. Yun Ting thinks that Cao Cao is cute, then it means that Cao Cao is really cute now. No matter how it develops, in the end, he will be an enemy and an opponent, unless one of them gives up.

Yun Ting would not give up his former Beiliang, just as Cao Cao would not give up his dream of reviving the Han Dynasty. If someone gave up, then he would not be him and would not be so cute.

"Qi Kuang, aren't you leaving?" Taishi Ci stopped by Yun Ting's side, looked at Yun Ting who was in a daze, and spoke out to remind him.

"Well, I'm thinking about something." Yun Ting nodded slightly, and his drifting eyes moved to Taishici, "Ziyi, do you have any dreams?"

"What is a dream?" Taishici was a little curious about this term and the dream that Yun Ting mentioned.

"Dream is a kind of hope." Yun Ting murmured, turning his gaze back to the heavy rain in the distance, and continued to say like a sigh, "Maybe it is a kind of desire. What you desire is something you cherish, long for, struggle, and strive for in your life."

"So..." Taishi Ci touched his fair chin with his hand, which was a large area wet, so he blew away the rain on his face with his hands.

"Dream?"

Taishi Ci showed a beautiful smile, her eyes were bright, and her ape's arms reached into the rain, bounced their fingers. A falling hand bead was hit by Taishi Ci's fingers. Instead, it flew out directly in front of it, smashing several of the same falling water beads, and then it suddenly cracked and turned into extremely tiny raindrops.

"My dream is to let me learn everything I can make use of. And..." Taishici paused for a moment and said again, "Let my mother live a good life."

"Ziyi is indeed a filial son." Yun Ting replied with a smile, walking forward first.

"Dream, a good thing." Taishici sighed a little, but his pace was not slow. He walked along the route of the two soldiers. After stepping through the puddle, he would only bring about a slight ripples, and the water in the puddle calmed down.

Behind the two of them was a longer team, but they were even more depressed and driven away by more than a dozen soldiers. They were far less free than Yun Ting as casually as Yun Ting, and could walk leisurely in the rain and stop and talk casually.

They could only drag their anklets and wooden shackles on their hands, moving forward step by step, like snails, heavy and slow.

"Come on, get out of it." The two soldiers walking in front of Yun Ting yelled, and the people who stopped in the rain in front of the yamen made way for a passable road. Yun Ting walked into the northern Duwei Mansion with various eyes and saw a majestic figure sitting in front of the lobby, with his hands on the wooden table, and next to it was a sword with a green patterned sheath and a blue-spark sword.

Cao Cao sat upright, with two rows of yamen runners standing on the left and right under his body, and another small table was sitting in the upper right corner. He was a man who seemed like a master. He was supposed to be the position of Ma Fan and Horse Master, but for some reason he changed another person. Yun Ting looked at Cao Cao and felt a heavy as a mountain and a vast abyss oppressed him. Just sitting there, Cao Cao had a power of a tiger sitting on the dragon plate and a dragon without anger!

When everyone sees him, they will burn their hearts and think about whether they have any mistakes. This is the power and power of Cao Cao's current Yunqiang. Once he asks, it will be a thunderbolt in the sunny day, which makes people frightened. In this way, they will unconsciously confess all their faults and crimes.

"Let's wait here first. After Lord Cao's review, it's your turn." The soldier explained, and did not walk into the court, but just stood outside with an umbrella, regardless of his boots being wet.

Yun Ting nodded, and did not go under the umbrella to hide from the rain. Looking at the person being interrogated in the hall, there was something vague inappropriate in his heart, but he could not find any obvious problems. He knew that something must be wrong, but he just didn't realize something was wrong, and he felt that he would definitely not lie, and there must be something wrong!

"Sir! I must tell you in person if Caomin's words, otherwise Caomin is really afraid..." The man kneeling in the hall kowtowed and said.

"Okay." Cao Cao nodded, "Just come to my ear and say, even if you have any problems, I will take care of you!"

"Sir, thank you!" The man responded, stood up, slowly approached Cao Cao, and walked to Cao Cao. He walked closer to the highest point of the court in all his eyes, slowly lowered his head, squatted, and was about to speak out his grievances in Cao Cao's ears.

"No! This is a player, and it is an assassin!" Yun Ting finally thought of something wrong, it was the attitude of this man and some of his actions!

Because even when he kneeled, he was a little bit vain, and he didn't have the slightest respect in his words, and he didn't have the treacherous and cautious attitude that the common people should leave. This cannot be seen in the common people in the Three Kingdoms period, so he must be a player. What are the players doing here? Or, what are he going to do, and what things he needs to be so close to Cao Cao to do, and achieve it?

Yun Ting could only think of one answer, assassination! After assassinating Cao Cao, major historical figures fell and assassinators could receive extremely generous rewards. Even if there is no reward, the success of assassination of Cao Cao is itself a reward. His ability and reputation can spread throughout every corner of the Three Kingdoms and be known to all players! At that time, whether you establish your own power or surrender to other people's forces, you will have some foundation.

Because that's Cao Cao!

As Yun Ting finished speaking, the man just lowered his head and approached Cao Cao's ears. The light flashed in his hand. A dagger with a cold light appeared in his hand that was originally empty!
Chapter completed!