The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 619:

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No matter how long the road is, it has an end. The bluestone boundary monument is already in sight. He Lianzheng smiled, as pure as a child, as high and bright as the sky.

Then he took one final step forward.

"Bang."

He fell down in front of the boundary marker and half of his body passed the boundary marker.

A mouthful of blood sprayed on the white stone base, dripping and shocking.

"Your Majesty!"

San Falcon rushed over, turned He Lian Zheng over and helped him sit up. When his eyes touched He Lian Zheng's face, his heart suddenly shook.

I don’t know when, a layer of green appeared between He Lianzheng’s brows, making his face even paler. The almost transparent and bloodless whiteness covered up his usually healthy complexion, making him look a bit dead. Angry.

Three Falcon's eyes slowly fell.

He Lianzheng fell, and the cloak he had been wrapped in for a day fell apart, and he saw that there was a short sword inserted near He Lianzheng's heart.

The dagger reached the hilt, and because it had not been drawn out, there was almost no blood on all sides. However, when San Falcon saw that position, his vision went dark.

For a moment, light and shadow were blurred, and the scene in front of the king was pulled away last night. I vaguely saw a flash of white light, but I ignored it because I was in a hurry to pull the king away.

Did Wang persist on this last stretch with such an injury?

San Falcon was so ashamed and regretful that he was about to cry. There was a sweet blood clot in his throat and he couldn't say a word. However, He Lianzheng slowly opened his eyes and smiled.

He smiled without regrets, his smile was bright but not bleak, and he said softly: "Good brother, don't cry. In fact, without this knife, I... wouldn't be able to survive."

San Falcon shook his body and looked at him in astonishment.

He Lianzheng's eyes slowly lowered and he looked at the back of his hand... Yes, he couldn't survive because it had already been poisoned.

The woman on the mountain that day was also from the other party. The moment he reached out to help her, she spread a layer of poison, and then a layer of poison was also spread on the sword used to kill the four wolves. The previous layer of poison would not normally act. , only when it encounters the layer of poison behind it will it burst out violently. The moment the four wolves' blood splashed on him, he was poisoned.

He had a thought in front of Mayu Pass that day but did not expect the result. The moment he was poisoned, he immediately understood - the mountain people are simple and simple, and some herbs must have been given away casually. How could they know how to ask for money like a businessman?

I know, it's too late.

That’s why the other party dared to pursue him endlessly, because they thought they could collect his body at any time, and were infinitely shocked because he remained alive.

So he is not in a hurry to go back to the grassland. He can't save his life by going back. And the grassland without him will be better used by Zhiwei. As long as he dies, Peony Huaer can't even think of sending troops.

Very good, very good. When he knew that he was going to die, he suddenly felt untroubled and relaxed.

Then there was only one thing left. When they thought they were dead, he would kill everyone along the way and chase them all the way. He could be sure that the other party was just a separate group, manipulated from a distance, and was being captured or killed. He didn't want to alert the government before he died, and he had the medicine given by Zong Chen, which could not cure the deadly poison, but could prolong his life.

That's enough.

He Lianzheng smiled happily, causing blood to flow from his laughter.

San Falcon cried and went to draw his sword, but He Lianzheng held his hand.

"Save some strength for me..." he said, "I still have something to say to you."

Three Falcons knelt behind him and held his shoulders. Together they looked at the end of the vast grassland, where a huge red sun was rising vigorously.

Ten thousand feet of golden light shot over like a sharp sword, plating on the pale cheeks. The man with gem eyes, his eyes instantly flowed like gold.

"It's so nice...the grassland." He Lianzheng was bathed in the golden light and said softly, "San'er, I can't die on the border of this grassland for no reason."

He died here inexplicably, and he was worried that someone in the court would still use him to target Zhiwei.

Three Falcons said softly "Hmm".

He Lianzheng turned his eyes with difficulty and looked at him softly.

San Falcon is considered the shrewdest among the Eight Biaos, and he doesn’t think it’s that difficult to talk to him about this last thing.

"So, I feel wronged to you."

He Lianzheng lowered his eyelashes, his eyes showing a faint apology. For a grassland man, the most terrifying thing is not death, but disobeying the will of the Immortal God, betraying his brothers, being unable to be a hero after death, and being infamous for thousands of years. Being pointed out by thousands of people.

This is really a terrible crime, but now he wants three falcons to bear it.

Three Falcons still looked at the sun dreamily, staring so directly, as if they wanted to be blinded by the light and never see the darkness in this world.

Then he suddenly said in an arrogant tone: "King, you are a hero."

He Lianzheng remained silent, smiled proudly for a while, and said, "I think I am too."

San Falcon said again: "Me too." He thought for a moment and added, "You know I am."

He Lianzheng said "Yeah": "The greatest luck in my life is to be with you, live together and die together."

"Me too."

After this conversation, there was another long silence. The two of them cuddled up and looked at the sun, with the empty and deserted winter grassland behind them.

In the sunlight, an elk jumped lightly, its gray-yellow fur splashing with golden and reddish light.

The beautiful elk did not attract any attention from the two of them. They just stared at the sun. As it rose like this today, they would never see it set again, so they had to take another look.

He Lianzheng leaned on San Falcon's shoulder and said softly: "Change the direction."

San Falcon didn't ask any more questions, and turned his body to the south, in the direction of the Imperial Capital.

He Lianzheng looked at the sunless Imperial Capital, an erratic smile gradually appeared on the corner of his lips. In a trance, a carriage rolled by many years ago. He laughed and smashed the glass with one finger. She was speeding in the dim sedan. Turned face, yellow complexion, shocking and delicate profile.

The grassland changed to spring again in the blink of an eye, and his people gathered like sheep, and he hugged her, riding a flying horse in the sky, and his silver cloak and her black fox fur slapped each other. Flying wildly, drawing a smooth arc shadow in the dazzling sunlight.

He Lianzheng's smile became thicker and thicker, and his breathing became lighter and lighter.