(I'm really good, yesterday it was 6666 words again.)
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The weird smile disappeared in a flash, but the astonishment kept appearing in the eyes of this great master. Logically speaking, the dignified master has experienced many earth-shattering events in his life. Won't make his eyelids blink, but the surprise is so clear.
Fan Xian kept looking into Si Gu Jian's eyes, so he accurately grasped the inner thoughts of this great man, and while secretly smiling wryly, he couldn't help feeling a little complacent.
The reason why he kept looking into Si Gu Jian's eyes was because Si Gu Jian had nothing to look at right now.
This small old man was sitting in a wheelchair, the left half of his face was shattered, sunken deeply, his left arm was also broken, and the sleeves were empty and fluttered in the wind, although the big sackcloth covered him. I don't know what kind of injuries are in his body, but it is extremely frightening to think about it.
This was the first time in Fan Xian's life that he saw Si Gu Jian, the most powerful man in the world, the sword master who had guarded Dongyi City for decades.
In his imagination, this master-level character who is extremely good at swords, even if he is not floating like a fairy, at least has a sense of detachment. However, he never expected that the Sigu sword that appeared in front of him turned out to be This look.
It was miserable, very pitiful, only those eyes were full of natural tyranny and unyielding sword intent, so Fan Xian could only stare into his eyes, for fear of being rude.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was very delicate. Facing the character in the myth, Fan Xian should have been more excited, but he couldn't get excited no matter what. Perhaps it was because he knew that the other party was going to die in a few days. Maybe it's because he lived with Uncle Wu Zhu since he was a child, or maybe it's because his parents are super talented people no less than Grand Masters.
Jiantong pushed the wheelchair under the morning light, and the faint light clearly illuminated the terrifying wound on Si Gu Jian's face. Jiantong retreated very calmly, and it was Sigu Jian who broke the silence first. After staring at Fan Xian for a while, he sighed hoarsely: "I admire, I admire."
This great master has been known as an idiot since he was a child. After he mastered the way of the sword, he has traveled between the heaven and the earth. He has never had any thought of bending his waist, piercing the sky and the earth. Combined with the tragic injury, he was still so stubborn, crying and laughing to his heart's content, refusing to bow his head.
He is the strongest person in the world, it is basically impossible to make him admire someone, so when he admired Fan Xian repeatedly, Fan Xian couldn't help but blushed , quite a bit embarrassed.
Fan Xian knew what this admiration meant. The other party didn't admire Emperor Qing or Ye Liuyun, but admired himself. Naturally, it was because of the voices that came out last night.
"You're welcome, you're welcome." He coughed, concealing his embarrassment, and half turned around.
The morning light came down, covering the bodies of the old and the young. Fan Xian naturally and habitually stood beside the wheelchair, feeling the scene with slightly frowned eyebrows, a strange feeling welled up in his heart.
This poor short and thin man on the chair is the legendary Si Gu Jian who is tyrannical and murderous
The sunlight pierced through Si Gu Jian's eyebrows, shining white light, as if his eyebrows had suddenly turned white. Fan Xian stared at that place blankly, looking at the other side's still intact half of his face, and suddenly realized that the great master was not as old as he thought.
Three years ago, when Fan Xian escaped from Dadongshan, Ye Liuyun was the only one in the boat. He didn't encounter either Kuhe or Sigujian. Of course, if he did, he might not be able to escape later. Back to Kyoto. So he didn't know what happened on the mountain at that time, and he didn't see the horrific scene of a sword shining on the Duyu Peak, cutting off all the tiger guards, and blood flooding the mountain path.
But this did not affect his faint fear of Si Gu Jian, because he knew that this great master was indeed a bit crazy, and a person who could kill a hundred tiger guards could easily kill himself.
Fan Xian had never met Si Gu Jian before, but he was no stranger to this great master, because since he entered the capital, the Sword House in Dongyi City has become the Overwatch Council, the eldest princess, and even the court of the Qing Dynasty and even His Majesty. , the most favorite character to be used as a scapegoat. Anyway, this great master does not come out of the sword house, so he can only let the shameless people of Qing Kingdom pour dirty water.
Because of the eldest princess, the Overwatch Council led by Fan Xian and the Jianlu in Dongyi City fought desperately in those years. Starting from the Battle of Niulan Street, they regarded each other as their enemy and used their own methods. Only at the end when Fan Xian went down to the south of the Yangtze River and used his shadow to exert force, did he drive Yun Zhilan back.
But Fan Xian knew very well that this was because Si Gu Jian had always disdained to deal with him. If the other party really wanted to kill him, he might have died many years ago.
And after that, Fan Xian succeeded in inheriting the internal treasury, and Si Gu Jian was acting like a mature politician at this moment rather than an idiot with super strength. Si Gu Jian put aside his past grievances, and sent his most beloved closed-door disciple, Wang Shisanlang, to express his attitude to Fan Xian.
So Fan Xian is very familiar with Sigu Jian, or in other words, he thought he was familiar with Sigu Jian, but after meeting him today, he realized that the other party was still a stranger to him, a terrifying stranger with unfathomable depth and no temperament. people.
There seemed to be an invisible pressure in the sword hut, which was emanating from the injured man in the wheelchair, making it difficult for Fan Xian to breathe.
"I didn't kill you back then, not because I looked down on you." Si Gu Jian suddenly hissed and said mockingly: "The reason for not killing you is very simple, but you don't know it yourself."
As soon as Si Gu Jian opened his mouth, the oppressive feeling that permeated the court was a little weaker, and Fan Xian's heart relaxed, and he quickly said, "Please advise."
"Your mother's surname is Ye, isn't the reason very clear?" Si Gu Jian frowned, as if he didn't expect Fan Xian to be so stupid, and cursed angrily.
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Fan Xian shrugged his shoulders. He really couldn't understand the reason, but today he went to the Sword House not to reminisce with Si Gu Jian, but to talk about the future of Dongyi City and the future of the world.
The number of people who are qualified to talk about the world has gradually decreased, Ku He is dead, Ye Liuyun has really escaped, and after the Dadongshan incident, many people died. In today's Jian Hut, there are the Northern Qi Emperor, Fan Xian, and Si Gu Jian, all of whom are qualified to talk about the world.
"I believe that you have read the plan I asked Thirteen Lang to bring back."
Proposal book is a very new term. In the fourth year of Qingli, Fan Xian once asked Fan Sizhe to write a project plan to open Danbo Bookstore. Then this year, he also wrote a copy and gave it to Si Gu Jian, hoping to persuade this eccentric grand master to accept his proposal.
"I didn't look at it." Si Gu Jian said indifferently.
As soon as these words came out, Fan Xian felt as if his heart had been hit hard. He didn't know what the other party was thinking. He thought that the schedule he worked so hard to draw up could at least impress the other party, but if the other party didn't even look at it, Where does this come from
"The mission from Nanqing hasn't arrived yet, why are you in such a hurry?" Si Gujian looked at him mockingly.
Fan Xian fell silent, and suddenly said: "In the letter last year, I reported to you that I was sure to control Northern Qi. If you trust me, I can also preserve the independence of Dongyi City to the greatest extent. .”
Si Gu Jian looked at him quietly, his twisted and sunken terrifying cheeks were set against those calm eyes, which looked extraordinarily quiet, but there was a chilling sense of madness in the quiet.
"That kid is actually a woman, I really didn't expect it, so I said I admire you earlier, but if you say that, just based on this, you have to convince me that you have the ability to control the whole situation, it seems that you are not good enough." Looking around Jiansha said mockingly, "Your father is not an ordinary person. If you can't satisfy him, how can you fool him?"
What Emperor Qing wanted was to engulf Dongyi City into his territory, and Si Gujian also knew that after his death, Dongyi City and the surrounding small vassal states would no longer be able to protect themselves, and could only wait for their fate to be swallowed up. Now that the Northern Qi Dynasty came out to create a new lineage, Dongyi City's lineage, of course it was up for grabs, hoping to preserve themselves as much as possible.
These are two completely different directions in themselves, and it is almost an impossible task for Fan Xian to satisfy the Emperor Lao Tzu and Si Gu Jian. As the saying goes, it is difficult for the girls in the building to play to such a level if they follow the brother's love and lose the sister-in-law's love.
The key now is Si Gu Jian, as long as he nods, everything will be easy to talk about. Thinking this way in his heart, Fan Xian naturally pushed the wheelchair and began to walk on the loess road around the Sword Tomb, pushing the seriously injured Sigu Sword to bask in the sun.
Si Gu Jian closed his eyes, enjoying the sunshine on his body, and suddenly said: "You are very good at pushing wheelchairs upside down, better than those boys, or you will stay and take care of me these few months?"
Fan Xian smiled, and replied: "It's okay to take care of you for the past few months, but you have to look at those things. Thousands of people in Dongyi City are looking at you and waiting for you. You have to have some ideas." yes."
"As for pushing a wheelchair, I'm used to it in Kyoto."
"Oh, come to think of it, that old black dog's leg was broken a long time ago." Si Gu Jian sighed suddenly: "The biggest mistake I made in the past 20 years was actually getting the wrong target. As the biggest target, but I never thought that if I killed Chen Pingping from the beginning, maybe your emperor wouldn't be so arrogant right now."
There is a lot of confidence hidden in the very plain words, it seems that Si Gu Jian can kill a terrifying figure like the head of the Overwatch Council if he wants to.
For some reason, the sea breeze around the sword mound paused slightly, and as the sword intent in Si Gu Jian's words became unmovable, Fan Xian's heart was stabbed fiercely, and his face turned pale. Only then did he feel the true realm of the great master, With every thought and movement, the surrounding environment also responds accordingly, and the killing intent is so strong that it is difficult to bear the burden.
He pressed his hands hard on the back of the wheelchair, supported him forcibly, and said with great difficulty: "With your cultivation base, if you concentrate on killing Dean Chen, he will naturally not be able to live for too long, but the problem is, if you kill him Without him, Ye Liuyun will naturally come to kill your people from Dongyi City."
He breathed hard for a moment and then said slowly: "Even if all your family members are dead, you still have apprentices, Dongyi City and the City Lord's Mansion... Lord Sword Saint, as His Majesty said, a monster like a Grand Master , shouldn’t exist in the world. Since you have appeared, you can’t make random moves, it’s just a dead thing that maintains balance.”
"Well, it makes sense." Si Gu Jian said with his head down.
Fan Xian continued with a difficult smile and said, "Sometimes I feel very lucky for the people of the world. Whether it is Master Kuhe or you, there are always things that are attached to your heart, such as Northern Qi, such as Dongyi City. If you are really a press An idiot who likes to do things, but has the power of a great master, I'm afraid the whole world will be in chaos."
"Of course." He said emphatically, "If that's the case, I won't try to convince you."
After Si Gu Jian was silent for a long time, he suddenly said: "Last night, you gave me a lot of shocks. It turns out that your so-called trump card is on the little emperor. I admit that you have the qualifications to negotiate with me. I also admit that I I really care about the future of Dongyi City... This may be a habit, a habit that will be buried in the soil even after death, I am used to protecting the people in this city."
He turned his head and said in a hoarse voice: "So as long as you satisfy me, I will satisfy you too."
"Nominal obedience, garrison, unchanged for fifty years." Fan Xian's heart beat faster, looked into his eyes, and threw out a few words very quickly. These words were used in Qingzhou when he was in Qingzhou. I have already told Wang Shisanlang, and today I just repeated it in front of Si Gujian.
"Garrison?" Si Gu Jian laughed, the laughter was particularly sharp, piercing Fan Xian's eyes with sharp pain, no matter how much he used his true energy to protect his body, he couldn't resist it.
His face was pale, he snorted, and cursed: "You won't kill me, what do you mean by torturing me like this?"
Si Gu Jian couldn't help being startled when he heard this, he shrugged and said, "It's just a habitual laugh, what does it have to do with torture?"
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"The emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty is actually a woman, tsk tsk." Si Gujian didn't seem to listen to Fan Xian's proposal at all, he was still immersed in this fact, and seemed very happy to finally know a certain secret before he died.
Fan Xian finally discovered the weirdness of this great master's temperament. In an instant, he thought that Zhan Doudou was still sleeping in the room at this time, and thought that this great master might have just been listening to him all night, his face became weird.
He subconsciously looked under Si Gu Jian's eyes to see if there were deep dark circles or corns. At this moment, Si Gu Jian also looked over, looked at the blue circles on Fan Xian's eyes, frowned and said, "Even if you are a female emperor, you only get it once every few years, so you have to take it easy. If you want to die of lust, I will Even if I want to promise you, I can't promise."
As soon as these words came out, Fan Xian was greatly embarrassed, but he had a flash of inspiration. After hearing the last sentence clearly, his lips trembled slightly, not knowing how to respond.
The morning light was getting brighter, and the shadow of the wheelchair was reflected in the sword mound, as if it was worn on the countless swords, it looked really pitiful. Fan Xian looked at the shadow there quietly, and suddenly thought of the familiar figure he saw behind the second gate when he was hunted down by Langtao and Yun Zhilan when he entered the sword cottage.
At that time, he even thought it was that person who came, but when he looked at the shadow in the sword mound, he realized that his guess had gone wrong. It was Sigu Jian himself who appeared behind the second gate, but he didn't expect him to sit The feeling in the wheelchair was so similar to that of Chen Pingping.
As if guessing what he was thinking, Si Gu Jian said coldly: "Under my nose, no one can touch you."
However, Fan Xian didn't feel safe at all. He looked at Si Gu Jian quietly, analyzed quickly in his heart, and suddenly said, "No one can, but it doesn't mean no one dares. Yun Zhilan dares to put Thirteen Lang under house arrest, dares to Dealing with the people of Qi privately, daring to chase me down in front of you..."
He was already shocked in his heart, although Si Gu Jian expelled Yun Zhilan and Lang Tao from the hut lightly, shocking the audience, but based on his understanding of the realm of the great master, Si Gu Jian did not need to appear behind the second sect, The shot at that time only proved a fact that Si Gu Jian's current strength is no longer as good as it was in its heyday.
"I can't get out of my house now, because no one dares to push me away." Si Gu Jian's eyes became a little weird, and he guessed what was going on in Fan Xian's mind again, "Your father and Ye Liuyun hurt me too much. , I was a person who should have died a long time ago. I was lucky enough to survive until now, but I can't move anymore. I can only sit in this damn wheelchair. Even if I want to kill someone, I can't run anymore... Well, those who want to As long as the person I kill stays away from me, I have nothing to do."
Suddenly, a gleam of sadness flashed in Fan Xian's heart. Such a great master ended up in such a situation, and he couldn't help but enshrine himself in the sword hut.
"Of course, no one dares to try it." Si Gu Jian closed his eyes and said, "As long as you are by my side, you are still safe."
Fan Xian suddenly said, "How many days can you live?"
Si Gu Jian opened his eyes suddenly, as if he was irritated by this bold question, his gaze pierced Fan Xian's deepest heart like a heavenly sword.
Fan Xian's eyes stabbed, and he quickly closed them.
After a long time, Si Gu Jian said quietly: "There are about a hundred days left."
Fan Xian opened his eyes, a little afraid to look at this grand master who couldn't contain his emotions.
Si Gu Jian stared blankly at the deep pit under his feet, at the sword branches swaying in the wind, listening to the crisp sound of nails, he didn't know what he was thinking. Maybe he was thinking about the countless gorgeous episodes in this life, the countless sword strikes, the countless victories, and thinking of those who died under his sword, his expression gradually became gloomy.
He was defeated only once in his life, on Dadong Mountain, but he was defeated so thoroughly that he had to have such a humiliating conversation with a junior beside the sword pit.
"I used to rely on the sword in my hand to control Dongyi City and the countless princes and small countries around it." Si Gujian suddenly said indifferently: "But at the end of my life, I realized that the only thing I could control was this grassland. Lu and this pit."
Fan Xian bowed his head deeply, knowing that the other party had finally made up his mind, and said, "This time, on behalf of the soldiers and civilians of the Qing Kingdom and the people of Dongyi City, I would like to thank Lord Sword Master for your mercy."
"You don't need to thank me." Si Gu Jian laughed at himself suddenly, and said, "If Nan Qing is not you, I will definitely not agree."
Fan Xian smiled, thinking that the little emperor of Northern Qi came all the way, and you avoided seeing him, which means that he already had a plan in his heart, why would he say that? The current situation is doomed, if Si Gu Jian wants to save Dongyi City from the disaster of the sword, there is only this way.
Si Gu Jian looked at the cheerful young man beside him, and felt a little weird. He had to admit that although this kid was relatively weak, he was really lucky. — Solved more than half of it. He laughed again in his heart, thinking that this young man still doesn't know why his attitude has always been placed on him.
Si Gu Jian really wanted to see what Fan Xian's furious expression looked like when he broke the question at the last moment, but...he might have died by then, right? He thought with some dejection, then turned his head, looked at Fan Xian and said, "You have to believe me, if it wasn't for you, even if your emperor Lao Tzu came to beg me personally, I wouldn't agree to your Nanqing's conditions .”
Fan Xian was puzzled.
Si Gu Jian lowered his head, smiled strangely, and said, "Ye Qingmei's household registration has always been in Dongyi City. Speaking of which, you are at least half of Dongyi, but it seems that you have never known this. "(, If you want to know what happens next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the genuine version!)