A round of pure moon shines in Dongyi City, which is made up of endless building ghost shadows. The light is not very dazzling. Coupled with the brackish sea breeze blowing from the good harbor outside the city, the air is filled with a charming smell. , It's like dried salted plums thrown into a glass of clear Wuliangye by someone, with a light blue color, hiding the pungent murderous intent insidiously in the fragrance.
The back door of a two-story house opened silently, and two people stacked on top of each other walked in like a gust of wind. Immediately after, the person behind the door closed the door, and at the same time, several voices came from outside the house to indicate that it was safe and no one was there. track code.
This is a secret stronghold of the Nanqing Supervisory Council stationed in Dongyi City. The owner of the calligraphy and painting shop who is in charge of this stronghold has been waiting here tonight. He did not expect that an injured person would come to him in the end. After he opened the door, he nervously clenched the dagger in his hand, and sat motionless behind the back door, carefully watching the movement around the stronghold, to ensure that if there was any disharmony, he would be able to deal with it as soon as possible. Call the police.
The moonlight shining in the courtyard suddenly dimmed. The owner of the painting and calligraphy shop looked up nervously, but he didn't find anything unusual, nor did he notice a shadow drifting in through the gap in the wooden door on the second floor of the house.
Inside the room, Fan Xian put Wang Shisanlang on the bed, stared at his bluish-white face carefully for a while, then pried open his lips, looked at the coating on his tongue, and listened carefully to his pulse and lung sounds. Wrinkled slowly.
This kind of poison must be a very terrifying thing that can completely dissipate the mighty Thirteen Lang's true energy and make his whole body limp and weak. The time was too short, and Fan Xian was still unable to completely and accurately determine what kind of medicine Yun Zhilan, the head disciple of the Sword Cottage, gave Wang Shisanlang, but he had a general understanding of the general composition and type of action of this medicine. .
After thinking for a while, he took out the pouch that never left his body, chose a slightly brown medicine blade from it, crushed it with two fingers, and stuffed it into Shisanlang Wang's lips. He took half a jug of cold water from the table and poured it into it.
Cold water wet the front of Wang Shisanlang's clothes, but this strong and brave man who killed Xihu Zuoxian King and was able to kill the general from the king's tent did not respond at all, because he was already in a coma at this time.
A chill flashed across Fan Xian's eyes, he pursed his parched lips, pressed and brushed Wang Shisanlang's chest with one palm, caressed like water waves, sending out a little qi, helping Wang Shisanlang Swallow water for medicine.
After doing all this, Fan Xian felt relieved a little, and sat silently beside Wang Shisanlang, waiting for the medicine to take effect. He glanced at the shadow next to the door and remained silent, as if he was thinking about another very important question.
The medicine gradually took effect, and beads of sweat began to ooze from Wang Shisanlang's forehead. Fan Xian knew that the time had come, and went to bed cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to detoxify and heal his wounds with the pure and good Qi in his body that followed the law of nature.
During the season in the south of the Yangtze River, Fan Xian's meridians were completely broken, and it was only with the help of Haitang Duoduo that he could restore the meridians. Although Wang Shisanlang has been deeply poisoned today, his meridians are messed up by poisonous substances, and he can faintly feel that his veins are riddled with holes, but at least he is much easier to heal than Fan Xian back then.
It is impossible for medicine to completely remove the poison in Thirteen Lang's body, but coupled with Fan Xian's healing energy, it will be another result. Self-funding left, Xiao En died, and the poison master in Dongyi City disappeared. In this world, Fan Xian can be said to be the number one expert in using poison to detoxify. Do not pour him down.
Shadow silently waited at the door for the treatment of poison, looked indifferently at Wang Shisanlang, whose face was getting redder and redder, and didn't know what he was thinking.
After an unknown amount of time, Thirteenth Wang finally opened his eyes and woke up. However, the moment he woke up, he did not look at Fan Xian who had worked so hard to save him, but two chilling rays of light ooze out, He stabbed at the middle-aged man in the shadows by the door.
Wang Shisanlang didn't know who that middle-aged man was. He only knew that he was in his forties, had met him once in Qingzhou City by chance, and knew that he was Fan Xian's confidant. Wang Shisanlang originally thought that this middle-aged man who couldn't tell his height was a spy from the Overwatch Council, but when he was on Fan Xian's back before fainting, he saw clearly that in the moonlight, The sword that the middle-aged man stabbed at the fourth senior brother.
Look around the sword! The secrets of Jianlu are never passed on to the outside world, and only the thirteen direct disciples of Jianlu can practice Sigu Sword!
"Who are you?" Wang Shisanlang was extremely weak, but his eyes were extremely vigilant and complicated. He stared at the shadow and asked in a hoarse voice.
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Fan Xian slowly retracted his palms from Wang Shisanlang's back. His physical strength was exhausted, and his body was sweating like pulp. At this moment, his face was covered with sweat. Hearing Wang Shisanlang's question full of shock and nervousness, he frowned slightly. He didn't expect that Thirteenth Lang had escaped from the gate of hell for the first time, and returned to the position of Jianlu, and had a feeling for the shadow. Very strong hostility and concern.
Shadow lowered his head slightly, staring at his own toes, and didn't answer Wang Shisanlang's question at all, perhaps because he felt bored, bored, or disdainful.
He is Si Gu Jian's younger brother, so he naturally felt quite ridiculous to be questioned by Si Gu Jian's young disciple like this. And in the whole world, no more than four people knew his true identity. Before Fan Xian gave permission, Shadow would not let anyone know his relationship with the Sword Cottage.
It's just that this big secret, with Shadow being forced to act tonight, I'm afraid it will cause many people to speculate.
Fan Xian moved down from behind the bed, and sat down next to Shisanlang Wang, with his head buried between his shoulders, looking extremely tired, and the sweat on his body smelled bad.
Wang Shisanlang didn't thank him, but just stared at the shadow like a tiger, as if if the shadow didn't give him an answer, even if he was weak at this moment, even if he was just beaten by the brothers of Jianlu with vicious If he can't control it, he also wants to attack the shadow in the name of Jianlu.
Fan Xian lowered his head, raised the index finger of his right hand and sniffed it lightly. On the fingertips was the sweat forced out of Shisanlang Wang's body, which felt a little greasy. He immediately identified the ingredients of the drug, his heart skipped a beat, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said, "It's such a powerful poison, Thirteen, you, senior brother, really love you."
As soon as this remark came out, Wang Shisanlang fell silent, speechless, after all, it was Nanqing's two masters who rescued him from his own senior brothers tonight.
Fan Xian waved his hand suddenly, and said very tiredly: "The poison is too powerful. I don't have any medicine at hand. I can't clear it up with pure energy. You will have to recuperate for at least a few days before you can recover. What do you want to ask?" , wake up tomorrow and ask."
Wang Shisanlang coughed twice, seemingly unwilling, but felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and fell on the bed.
Fan Xian pulled out the thin needle on Wang Shisanlang's neck with his backhand, shook his head, sat up from the side of the bed, took half a pot of cold tea and poured it into his stomach, sweating profusely again, feeling even more exhausted .
He pushed the door out and sat in the shadow under the eaves, and the shadow came beside him.
"It's fortunate that you came just now." After a long silence, Fan Xian said softly, "Otherwise, I really don't know if I would come back alive."
When he thought of the four cold swords in the Sword Hut that were of the ninth rank, and the seemingly unrestrained but dangerous situation just now, Fan Xian was filled with fear and coldness. The heroes of the world should not be underestimated, fighting alone, Although I have never been afraid of people now, it is quite terrifying to be besieged by several ninth-ranks, especially since I can't bear to leave Wang Shisanlang behind. What is the fate you face.
After breaking up at the ice stall selling saury, Fan Xian gave Shadow an order to contact the Overwatch Council's Nail who was ambushing in Dongyi City. By his side, he saved his life.
"Before dealing with the affairs of the Sixth Office, I was a shadow first." The shadow said coldly beside him.
Fan Xian was silent for a moment, knowing what the other party meant. He used to be Chen Pingping's shadow, so he never left Chen Pingping's side. Later, Chen Pingping ordered him to protect him, and he became his inseparable shadow.
Even if Fan Xian was a bit arrogant and let the shadow handle the hospital affairs, and left his side for a short moment, the shadow would still feel strongly uneasy, and chose to find Fan Xian as quickly as possible—his way of doing things was to follow in secret. Behind Fan Xian, he was always protecting him.
The sea breeze was blowing, making Fan Xian's body wet and sweaty, making him shiver uncontrollably. He is now a strong man on the ninth rank, and he has long since survived the cold and heat, but at this moment he shivered, which is enough to prove the coldness in his heart at this time.
The coldness in his heart was due to the fall inside the sword house, Yun Zhilan dared to attack Wang Shisanlang, and the attack was so ruthless, and there were so many sword house masters standing beside him, could it be said that he was about to die? Si Gu Jian has lost control of the Jian Hut
The cold was also due to the dangerous situation before, and the sweat all over his body was not only caused by forcing poison for Wang Shisanlang, but also because of the four terrifying swords, Fan Xian was still in shock.
And there was something even more frightening in his heart, which weighed on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe, and fear occupied his whole body and mind.
It was obvious that Shadow knew what he was afraid of at this moment, so he also looked dignified like never before, sitting beside him without saying a word.
At this moment, this scene reminded Fan Xian of how many years ago when he first went to Jiangnan, under the eaves outside the Shazhou inn, he sat side by side with the world's number one assassin. Many benefits. Sitting next to each other again today, both of them felt very heavy.
"Why didn't you kill that sword house master just now?" Fan Xian's voice became dry due to nervousness.
"The other party has four ninth-ranks. We can pass by with one move, relying on surprise and using sword intent to frighten the other party's mind." Shadow closed his eyes and said silently: "Even so, I can only seriously injure one person, you It didn't really hurt the third child... If the other party wakes up, we may be able to escape, but it's still impossible to kill them all."
"I have to admit that my idiot brother's ability to teach his apprentices is the best in the world."
This sentence of Yingying explained a fact known all over the world. Among the four great masters, Ye Liuyun did not accept disciples. Emperor Qing probably had such a strange turning disciple as Fan Xian. Although Tianyi of Kuhe had many disciples, his real Si Gu Jian is the only one who has trained countless top masters, and there are twelve ninth ranks under the Jian Hut Gate alone, which is a jaw-dropping number.
After Fan Xian was silent for a long time, he suddenly said, "I have been very careful for the past three years. Once I use the Sigu Sword, the sword will surely kill people. I have never let the living see me using the Sigu Sword."
"No one has ever survived my sword." Shadow stated the facts indifferently. The number one assassin in the world has never had any survivors whenever he used his sword.
"Where's Yun Zhilan?" Fan Xian mentioned a name. Three years ago in the south of the Yangtze River, the shadow led the six swordsmen, chasing and killing the disciples of Jianlu headed by Yun Zhilan all over the world. Forced out of the two states of Suzhou and Hangzhou, he made great contributions to Fan Xian's rectification of the order in the south of the Yangtze River.
"When I killed Yun Zhilan, I didn't use the original sword." Shadow replied after a moment of silence.
Fan Xian nodded lightly. Even if the shadow attacked Yun Zhilan by the West Lake fishing boat downstairs outside the Hangzhou building, it would only seriously injure him. It seems that the shadow was also worried that he would not be able to kill Yun Zhilan, so He stayed behind in his tactics to avoid revealing his identity.
"So, in the whole world, there are only these five tonight, not six... If Thirteen Lang is added, there will be seven people who may know this secret." Fan Xian lowered his head and thought, "The problem is, we still don't know these few people. There is no way to silence it, when do you think Si Gu Jian will guess that you are his younger brother who survived by luck?"
After the shadow was silent for a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Maybe a long time ago, he knew that the shadow of the Overwatch Council was me."
As soon as these words came out, Fan Xian fell into a kind of helpless calm, knowing that what he was most afraid of might become a reality because of this trip to Dongyi City.
He looked up at the bright moon, lowered his head and thought about his hometown, and murmured: "It would be great if Si Gu Jian could keep it a secret for us."
Shadow glanced at him and didn't say anything, but the playfulness couldn't be concealed.
Fan Xian suddenly took a long breath, looked at the shadow and asked with a smile, "How did it feel to assassinate His Majesty the Emperor in the Hanging Temple that day?"
After thinking for a moment, Shadow said, "It feels good."
Fan Xian shrugged and said nothing more.
On the day of the assassination in the Xuankong Temple, His Majesty drank that the assassin was the younger brother of Si Gujian in Dongyi City who ran away from home when he was a child. Now everyone knows that Emperor Qing is a great master, so his vision is naturally unmistakable. If Si Gu Jian guessed that the shadow was his younger brother through the reports from his disciples tonight, the news would spread back to Nanqing...
Overwatch Council's Sixth Division sponsored the shadow assassination of Emperor Qing! Can Chen Pingping still sit in the wheelchair properly? This is what Fan Xian and Shadow are most afraid of. The two of them have respect and love for that lonely old cripple from the bottom of their hearts. A flaw, a flaw that exposed the biggest secret of the Overwatch Council.
"Maybe things aren't as bad as we thought." Fan Xian said calmly suddenly, "I'm going to meet Si Gu Jian in person tomorrow to discuss business with him and discuss this matter together."
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As Fan Xian said, this matter does not necessarily affect Nanqing, but he is carefully preparing, and the business of this trip to Dongyi City requires him to handle it carefully. Well, maybe everything will work out.
"Are we friends?" Fan Xian sipped the gruel while looking at Shisanlang Wang, who was sitting by the bed, his face was pale and his injuries hadn't recovered yet.
Thirteenth Wang thought for a moment, then nodded.
Fan Xian put down the porridge bowl and said very seriously: "If you don't want to lose my friend, then from today onwards, don't say a word or ask about everything about last night."
Thirteenth Wang nodded again. Although Fan Xian asked him not to ask questions, he had to ask clearly about what happened in Dongyi City yesterday and a few days ago. He tapped the table with his fingertips and signaled Thirteen Lang to eat some rice porridge to nourish his stomach. He considered his words Said: "Yesterday I dared to go to the Meipu courtyard alone to look for you. It's not that I didn't think that Yun Zhilan would send people to watch there, but you must also know that I asked the Overwatch Council to send some people to watch your residence. .”
"The biggest problem is that I always thought that with your strength, even if a tragedy happened in the Jian Hut, you should be able to inform my subordinates or leave some traces for me." Fan Xian stared at Wang Shisanlang's Eyes, "I was almost surrounded and killed last night. This problem was caused by you. I don't understand how you could be trapped in the house and lose so badly."
When Wang Shisanlang heard this, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. It seemed that the brothers inside the sect secretly attacked him, which made this young master with an extremely bright heart feel unbearable pain.
After a long while, Thirteen Lang said in a hoarse voice: "Three days ago, senior brother invited me to drink, and he was talking about the future of Dongyi City. The senior senior brother at the banquet was very excited, but I was a little embarrassed to face each other, because I knew What the elder brother said and did was correct."
"But what you did was arranged by Si Gu Jian, you have no way to resist." Fan Xian cut off his words.
After a moment of silence, Wang Shisanlang said: "Yes, if it weren't for the order of the master, I would rather hold the sword to resist the Nanqing army than become the role that my brothers despise like I am now."
"It doesn't feel good to be a traitor, does it?" Fan Xian said with a smile, but he thought of himself.
Wang Shisanlang didn't quite understand the meaning of the word traitor, so he shook his head and said, "I believe Master is also thinking about the future of Dongyi City and the thousands of people, and no one knows what Master will do."
He paused, and then said: "There are only me and senior brother at the banquet. You know, although I have never met senior brother before I left the customs, in the past two years, our senior brother has a very good relationship. He treats him like his own brother."
Fan Xian sneered, "So he gave you the poisoned wine, and you drank it in one gulp."
A look of pain flashed in Wang Shisanlang's eyes, and he said with a trembling voice: "Eldest brother is not such a treacherous villain, I know he poisoned me for the sake of Dongyi City, and he doesn't want you Qingren to pass through my channel See Master."
"You... are too naive." Fan Xian sighed and said, "In this world, either you kill people or someone kills you. With your personality, if you want to control the Sword House, it's tantamount to a fool's dream. "
"Eldest brother doesn't want to kill me, he just wants to kill you and break the possible agreement." Thirteenth Wang suddenly became annoyed, staring at Fan Xian and said.
Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, softened suddenly, and said gently, "I believe this. I've checked the poison. Although it will hurt your body, as long as you don't use your true energy rashly, it won't be fatal. Lan and those Jianlu senior brothers still have a little kindness towards you."
Fan Xian's words were actually just to comfort Wang Shisanlang, maybe even he didn't want to see one of the most innocent young masters in the world, being clouded by these filthy things.
"Yun Zhilan traps you, intending to trap and kill Nan Qinglai's contact person, and the previous spies reported that the sword house is heavily guarded and no one is allowed to enter. It is obvious that the people from Northern Qi have already entered the sword house and are trying to persuade you Master Master."
Fan Xian said: "What I want to know now is, who is the big shot from Northern Qi?"
"I don't know." Wang Shisanlang said very simply: "This matter has been arranged by the elder brother from the beginning, and I have been poisoned these few days and have been locked in the courtyard."
"I want to see Si Gu Jian, is there any way?" Fan Xian stared into his eyes.
Wang Shisanlang looked a little lonely, and said: "I haven't seen the master for ten days, and I don't know how his body is, whether he can hold on."
Fan Xian was extremely annoyed when he heard that he answered completely irrelevant questions, but he also knew that there was nothing he could do. He sneered and said, "The big shot in Northern Qi... really thought I couldn't guess who it was? Although the defense of Jianlu is strict, it is impossible for Yun Zhilan to cover the sky with one hand. If you walked to the Sword Hut openly, Second Senior Brother, who has always remained neutral, would watch other people kill you in front of the Sword Hut?"
Wang Shisanlang looked at him like a ghost, and said, "Last night, you were almost killed by the brothers. Are you going to die again today?"
Fan Xian became silent. He had to meet this surly Grandmaster before Bei Qi persuaded Si Gu Jian, and it was also related to the life of the person he was most concerned about. If he didn't die, many people would die in this world. .
"You are the thirteen apprentices of Jianlu. There is always something to do in Dongyi City. I will send people from the Overwatch Council to help you. If I can't enter Jianlu today...but I must also meet that great man from the Northern Qi Dynasty." Fan Xian's eyes flashed a strange and unpredictable expression, as if he was very sure about how to deal with that great figure in Northern Qi Dynasty.
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A pale young man stepped down from the carriage with great difficulty, looked at the rows of thatched huts in the distance, with countless complex emotions in his eyes, straightened his clothes, and walked over there.
All the sword hut disciples who were in charge of defense looked at this man with shocked expressions on their faces. Some subconsciously stretched their hands to their waists and grabbed the hilt of the sword, but none of them dared to strike first .
I don't know who it was, and called out with a somewhat dry voice: "Little Martial Uncle, Master has an order, the Patriarch is currently in retreat, so please don't disturb him."
Gradually, people surrounded him and surrounded Shisanlang Wang. All the disciples of Jianlu know that Yun Zhilan, who handles the affairs of the sect, had many problems with this young master who is most favored by the patriarch.
Last night, the little uncle was rescued by someone, everyone was wondering if it was a master from Nanqing, but no one thought that at this time the sun was shining, and the little uncle would walk to the gate of Jianlu like this.
Everyone was very nervous, not knowing whether to take him down immediately, or what to do.
Wang Shisanlang took a deep breath, his calm face was filled with infinite persistence, and he walked towards the sword cottage step by step, then he saw a person he wanted to see so much, bowed his body and said: "Second Senior Brother , I want to see Master."
Jianlu Erjian was not involved in this matter, he looked at Shisanlang Wang with a trace of pity, and said softly: "Junior brother, go back."
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Just when there was chaos in front of the sword hut, a person slipped silently along the shadow of the mountain outside a small quiet courtyard at the back of the sword hut. At this time, the attention of the disciples of Jianlu was all attracted by Wang Shisanlang who appeared bravely, but no one noticed this.
This secluded small courtyard is where the sword hut is used to entertain the most distinguished guests, but the guest is in the sword hut at this time, so the defense of the small courtyard is not very strong, and the figure easily penetrated through.
Dodging the masters brought by the Northern Qi all the way, Fan Xian touched the backyard like a civet cat, smelled the faint fragrance that will be remembered for a lifetime, and came to a house, floated in, and looked at the man who was facing the mirror. The decals are yellow, and the woman who expresses the resentment of the court ladies can't help but laugh.
He walked behind the woman, leaned down and blew lightly in her ear, and said very frivolously: "Lili, do you miss a man?"
The woman was shocked all over, looking at the charming and resentful, incomparably beautiful herself in the mirror, and the unforgettable face next to her face, which was as beautiful as her own, she was so shocked that she couldn't say a word at all.
Lord Fan!
The owner of that face has not been seen for several years, why did he appear in Dongyi, beside the sword hut, and beside himself without anyone noticing it!
Si Lili suddenly turned around, opened his terrified eyes, looked at Fan Xian who appeared beside him like a ghost, opened his mouth, but forcibly suppressed it, and did not make a sound. It means shock.
Fan Xian was very satisfied with this woman's performance, smiled slightly, and said softly: "It seems that he really dotes on you. He actually takes you with him for such a big matter. Is it because he is afraid that you will give him a cuckold?"
Si Lili clutched the corner of his sleeve, trembling slightly, but his lips were tightly pressed, and there was a slight panic in his eyes. She and Fan Xian were old acquaintances. They met each other in prison when they traveled all the way north. They didn't know how gentle Master Fan was on the outside, but in reality he was ruthless. At this time, the other party is in a dangerous situation, as long as I make a slight move, I am afraid that the other party will not care about the slightest affection of the past, and will destroy the flowers with ruthless hands.
Fan Xian gently grabbed her chin, the tentacles were all slippery. At this moment, his thoughts drifted to the carriage that went north that year. His heart was slightly shaking, and he said softly, "Should we sew a piece for your demon emperor?" A green hat?"
Si Lili frightened away for a moment, but she pursed her lips and smiled. She was the most beautiful woman in Kyoto back then, but now she has become a noble concubine of the Northern Qi Dynasty. Yan Bu Fang Wu, this smile, the eyes of the smile flow like water, so attractive.
Fan Xian also smiled, dealing with such a knowledgeable woman is really very convenient. He smiled and raised his hand in greeting. Si Lili smiled bitterly, put his hand in his big one, and walked behind the curtain.
Si Lili was too familiar with his style of conduct, and knew that in this situation, it was impossible for him to be foolish. He just wanted to borrow his own room and wait for someone he had always wanted to wait for. But for some reason, when she put her hand into Fan Xian's warm hands, the woman let out a long sigh in her heart, as if she had fulfilled her long-cherished wish for several years and was extremely satisfied. At this moment, she didn't even think about whether the man would encounter any danger when he came back later.
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The time was very long, maybe very short, there was a rush of footsteps outside the house, and an extremely young man entered the room surrounded by many people. This man's eyebrows were like two swords, he didn't know where to point, and his eyes were like the sea, he didn't know the depth and geometry. He was wearing a plain suit with a bright yellow ribbon around his waist, and he walked like a dragon and a tiger.
"Your Majesty, Miss Lili is not here, maybe she went to play in the garden." An eunuch pretending to be a servant screamed.
The young man might have some troubles in his mind, he hummed lightly, then sat on the chair, kicking his feet up habitually, the eunuch had already taken off his boots.
Fan Xian watched this scene quietly from behind the curtain, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, thinking slightly mockingly, it has been a few years, this little emperor is still used to sitting with his legs spread wide, his feet are still so smelly and quite big, Doesn't look like a woman at all... I really owe it. (, If you want to know what happens next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original!)