In just half a day, the entire Fangu City was covered with heavy snow. I can't see the blue bricks and red tiles, and I can see the refreshing white everywhere. There are no rich and powerful people in Fangu City, if there is one, then Fang Jie can hardly be considered one.
But Fang Jie’s money is actually not much. He is the treasurer of Jinyuanfang, he is the owner of Hongxiulou, and he built Keshengju, but he can only be regarded as a high-level migrant worker. Gucheng is rich and prosperous, and the annual income of these three buildings is 200,000 taels. But he is only paying dividends. Because of the money raised from the initial establishment of Jinyuanfang, he didn't have a copper coin. Except for the dividends distributed to the people every year, most of the money must be handed over to Li Xiaozong for management.
Although he doesn't spend money extravagantly, at least he has the identity of the deputy of the scout team, and he has a lot of entertainment on weekdays. With so many properties under his name, he naturally treats guests every time. So in the past two years, I haven't saved much. I searched all the bank notes and silver, and calculated it, only three or four thousand taels. These few thousand taels are considered a lot of money in Fan Gu, but in Chang'an City, it is probably not enough to visit high-end places like Banyue Building a few times.
So when Fang Jie found out that he only had these possessions, he was unavoidably depressed and annoyed.
"We must never engage in fund-raising enterprises in the future!"
He muttered, stuffed all the bank notes into his pocket, and put the remaining two or three hundred taels of silver into the package. Before he moved, he couldn't help but glance at the military uniform of the frontier army on the hanger beside the bed with some reluctance. Black leather armor, blue livery, black leather boots, and a red cape that is only worn during festivals.
"It's a pity... I wanted to go to Li Xiaozong today to ask Li Xiaozong to collect all my military merits before going to Chang'an. Now that the military merits are not enough, I have to go through a lot of trouble to take the exam at the Yanwu Academy. I don't have much money around me. Not enough to buy a seventh-rank sesame official."
"You can't go to the camp, those four masters are all in that direction."
Mu Xiaoyao said in a low voice.
Fang is reluctant to give up, but he will never hesitate.
The first thing he has learned over the years is not to hesitate. When it is time to go, you must go, and you must not drag your feet. Although he is not needed for fighting, he doesn't want to be a meaningless waste. It is precisely because he has been protected by others for so many years, and he has almost no self-protection power in the face of pursuers, so he has a paranoid desire for cultivation.
"How many products?"
He followed Mu Xiao's waist and asked.
"There is one who has broken the sixth rank and is already standing firmly in the seventh rank. He is very familiar. It seems to be in the seventh-rank realm. This person has a gloomy aura, and he should be hiding on purpose. Let's be careful, he may be hiding in the dark, and it's best not to meet an assassin who specializes in ambushing in the dark."
Both Mu Xiaoyao and Da Quan knew that the most unpredictable people in such a night were those assassins who never wanted to fight people head-on.
"Miss Xiao Yao, you have been refusing to reveal it for so many years."
Fang Jie smiled and asked as he walked: "You can feel the enemy's breath within a radius of two miles, and even accurately judge the enemy's strength, so what rank are you? If we don't escape and fight this fight head-on, With Big Dog and you, can you put them down cleanly?"
"cannot."
Mu Xiaoyao answered very simply, and then said with some pride: "Anyone who enters a radius of two miles can't escape my perception. Whether it's a first-rank or ninth-rank extremely strong master, they can't hide it from me. So over the years, despite the hard work of escaping, there has been no danger, so when we separated in Nanyan Dali City, it was Dagou and I who followed you instead of Qilin and the others."
"So arrogant, what rank are you?"
"Can you not ask?"
Mu Xiaoyao gave him a blank look, and then couldn't help but said slightly angrily: "If I am higher than the seventh rank, I will run away? A person with an eighth rank will kill the five masters of the sixth and seventh ranks in Fangu City." It's not a problem, although it's a bit troublesome, it will never be too risky. So can you stop being such an idiot? Since you decide to run away, you must be unstoppable."
"Then who was the most powerful among the people who protected me back then?"
"Shen Qingfan."
The big dog answered beside him.
"It's the beautiful, messy, cold sister who always holds a sword? Oh... I didn't expect her to be so powerful. Is there a ninth grade?"
"No, but it should be in the eighth rank or even on the eighth rank."
Big Dog replied.
"Are you bothered?"
Mu Xiaoyao glared at them, then grabbed Fang Jie's belt and threw him over the wall. Fang Jie had been used to being thrown like a stone over the years, and he landed steadily. In the blink of an eye, Da Quan and Mu Xiaoyao also jumped out.
While galloping towards the west of the city, Da Quan said: "The people who protected you back then, Mu Xiaoyao was the most capable. If she hadn't been so strong in perception, I don't know how many dangers I would have encountered in these years. No matter how much Shen Qingfan can fight, I'm afraid he will be dragged to death long ago. The one with the second ability is naturally me... Although I can't perceive the enemy's strength, I can know the enemy's position more accurately, so I can find The best route to escape. Shen Qingfan can easily kill me, but I can also easily prevent Shen Qingfan from killing me."
"How much do you have?"
Fang Jie, who was carried by Mu Xiaoyao, was a little bored. Although he wouldn't be tired if he didn't need to run by himself, it was a bit embarrassing for a man to be carried around like a woman carrying a package.
"Under the fifth rank."
Big Dog truthfully replied: "So, if we meet even one of these enemies head-on today, we probably won't be able to escape. It won't take much effort for a sixth-rank master to kill the three of us."
"ah?"
Fang Jie asked before, but Da Quan and Mu Xiaoyao just didn't say anything. Only now did he understand that these two guys from afar, who were as tall as the world's tallest people in his eyes, were not as tall as he imagined. Although Mu Xiaoyao didn't say anything, he could deduce from Da Quan's words that she was at most a fifth-rank strength. Shen Qingfan is on the eighth rank, if she is by my side, there is no need to run away...
"Don't look at me like that!"
Mu Xiaoyao said while running: "I didn't say it before because there is only one dangerous person in Fangu City, Li Xiaozong, but he doesn't know your identity and will not kill you for no reason. Now I say it because I am going to Chang'an I have escaped, what is Chang'an City? Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! What I am telling you now is that you should keep a low profile in the future, and when you arrive in Chang'an City, you can pretend to be a grandson instead of a grandpa."
"Pretending to be a grandson for the entire city of Chang'an, I'm really under a lot of pressure."
Fang Jie couldn't help but sighed, he had imagined that he would not have to worry about those inexplicable pursuers when he arrived in Chang'an, and with the protection of masters like Da Quan and Mu Xiaoyao, would he be able to pretend to be a dude in the emperor? Molested and flirted with the yellow-flowered girl, flirted with the handsome widow, let the big dog go up and beat up whoever provoked him, and it didn't take long for the title of Yumian Xiaolangjun in the imperial capital to be opened. It now appears that he found himself thinking too much.
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Snowy night, bright moon, and a beautiful woman with long legs and thin waist, this should be a very romantic night, if it is not on the run, it will be better, if Mu Xiaoyao is not so cold, it will be even better. This year Fang Jie was fifteen years old and Mu Xiaoyao was twenty-seven. Fang Jie didn't doubt at all, he was the only man who hugged Mu Xiaoyao's small waist. He was the only man who touched Mu Xiao's waist and chest.
But for this woman, Fang Jie was full of awe.
Fan Gucheng is very small. After jumping out from the backyard of Jinyuanfang, he ran all the way to the west. It will not take long to reach the gate of the city. No matter who the frontier soldiers on duty are, Fang Jie is familiar with them. But when they rushed to the west gate, they realized that their estimation was too optimistic.
Ximen was on duty with his familiar frontier brothers and six other men in flying fish robes. If you want to know what this flying fish robe represents, even in the imperial capital, most people will be intimidated by this robe. Their official rank is not high, but their status is very high.
A person from Ouchi's bodyguard office.
"Why don't you feel that there are outsiders on Ximen's side?"
"Six fourth ranks, can't stop us!"
Mu Xiaoyao said something in a low voice, and then threw Fang Jie to the side of the street. By the time Fang Jie stood firm, Mu Xiaoyao already had an extra foot of red silk in his hand. It was her weapon, a beautiful and eye-catching weapon. Before Dali City was separated from the other five guards, Fang Jie rarely saw Mu Xiaoyao make a move. Because in the team, she is only responsible for sensing the enemy. There are Qilin, Ye Xiao, and Shen Qingfan who kill people. After separating from Dali City, three years, three years have not met the enemy.
Therefore, this is also the first time that Fang Jie has watched how Mu Xiaoyao made a move seriously.
A foot of red silk.
Within ten feet, this is Mu Xiaoyao's world.
The big dog didn't go up to help, but stood beside Fang Xie and took out a pair of gloves with sharp steel thorns from his waist to put them on. The steel thorns reflected a cold brilliance under the moonlight. Looking at Mu Xiaoyao's graceful figure, Da Quan suddenly said with emotion: "This is a woman who is going to be extremely strong. Shen Qingfan looks down on her, but how can she look down on Shen Qingfan? Although that woman is indeed a mess of strength, but Without Mu Xiaoyao's perception, she might not have survived until today."
"Shen Qingfan is her junior sister."
The last sentence shocked Fang Jie's heart.
He suddenly felt guilty, although he didn't say anything wrong.
Six Ouchi guards wearing flying fish robes, six fourth-rank masters, if placed in the army, they would be at least fifth-rank generals. Li Xiaozong is a different kind, with a seventh-rank cultivation as a general It is the court's intention to temper him. Fang Jie had no doubts that once Li Xiaozong left Fan Gucheng, he would surely rise to the top.
Furthermore, the position of Fan Gucheng was too critical, and the imperial court was not at ease without a powerful general in charge.
From Wu Peisheng's point of view, using six flying fish robes to guard the goal is enough to value Fang Jie, and even greatly praise him, but it's a pity... Mu Xiaoyao didn't take these six people seriously at all. Although she is not a combat type warrior, dealing with six enemies of this level does not make her flinch. The one-zhang red silk danced around the west gate of the city, the moonlight and snow covered it, the beauty was breathtaking. The long red dress and the long red silk are flying around a graceful woman, looking at her with an extremely coquettish beauty.
Especially when her long skirt is dancing, those white and slender beautiful legs are exposed from time to time, which makes people's blood spurt, even killing people is so beautiful, this is Mu Xiaoyao.
Hong Ling wrapped an embroidered spring knife, and wrapped it around the arm of the guard in the flying fish robe like a snake. There was no movement in Mu Xiaoyao's hands, and with a click, Hong Ling tightened her grip suddenly and strangled the guard's arm forcibly! When the Xiuchun knife fell on the snow, it immediately lost its luster.
Mu Xiaoyao pulled Hong Ling, and the guard with the broken arm bone was pulled over, a slender and beautiful white leg was kicked out fiercely, and the delicate little feet in red embroidered shoes hit the guard's chest. With a puff, the guard's chest immediately collapsed into a big hole.
Hong Ling let go, and the guard's body fell down limply.
"Go together!"
The remaining five flying fish robes surrounded them, and someone turned around and shouted at the frontier soldiers: "Don't hurry up and warn?!"
"Warning?"
The leading frontier soldier looked at Fang Jie who was standing not far away, and then at the horn on his waist. He didn't want to raise the horn, Fang Jie was his friend, but he also had a more important identity... He was a soldier of the Sui Dynasty. He saw Fang Jie waving at him, and he also knew that once he blew the horn, it would not be long before the frontier troops would gather, and there must be those guys from Chang'an City who came along.
"I'm sorry, Fang Jie."
The team was sighing, and slowly took off the horn and put it to his mouth.
The whistling horn sounded, in this silent snowy and moonlit night.