The West Lake is not big, and the embankment is only a few miles long, but when viewed from upstairs, the lake is still mighty.
At this moment, Fan Xian was standing on the top floor, squinting his eyes, covering the lake through the bamboo curtain.
I saw the lake facing the right embankment, and two shadows flitted quickly, occasionally dotted on the lake water, causing some splashes, and then stepped on the prow of the embankment and passed by, the speed was astonishing, like two shadows following each other. Like two bolts of lightning.
Occasionally lingering back and forth on the lake, with sword qi flying horizontally and vertically, the two of them flew in the air like rocs, with graceful postures and a chilling lore.
The blood flashed, and the two separated again, sliding forward like a bird with a clear spirit.
It looks wonderful, but it is extremely shocking.
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Fan Xian stood tall and could see far away, but it took only a moment before the two masters disappeared into the winter willow forest on the other side of the lake. Looking in the direction, they seemed to be those black and elegant courtyards.
He frowned, Yun Zhilan was able to hold on for so long under serious injuries, the generation of masters of swordsmanship in Dongyi City really did not earn his name in vain.
In the occasional eagle-like pecking scene on the lake, Shadow didn't seem to use his most accustomed technique, but instead used the Sigu Sword Art of Dongyi City. Therefore, the sword moves of the two masters are very similar. Only a few broken pictures were shown on the lake, but it was still dazzling and the sword intent was awe-inspiring.
Logically speaking, the shadow was following like a gangrene at this time, and Yun Zhilan seemed to have only a dead end after being injured, but why did he rush straight to the other side of the lake? Is there any helper from Dongyi City? Fan Xian became more and more aware that there was something strange about the gorgeous and elegant wooden buildings opposite the West Lake.
Pulling down the windshield bamboo curtain with a swipe, Fan Xian left from the fence, glanced at the third prince who was looking at him foolishly, and said calmly, "What are you looking at? Continue eating."
After saying this, he sat down at the table, picked up his chopsticks and began to look for the few shrimps in the leftovers on the table.
Everyone in the cubicle looked at him in astonishment, and the third prince was also guessing sullenly, what happened outside, who was killing whom? Those people on Qingshiping rushed to the lake, exclaimed suddenly, obviously something big happened.
Shi Chanli finally couldn't help but asked softly, "My lord? What happened?"
Fan Xian didn't think much, and replied directly: "I don't know who stabbed the fisherman by the lake, and chased him to the lake at this time."
There was silence in the cubicle. What kind of attack on a fisherman can shock the well-informed heroes downstairs to such a state? No one believed his words, but there was nothing to refute them.
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On the bank of the West Lake, on the Qingshiping, Haitang stood beside the official, looking at the two peerless powerhouses who had disappeared on the lake in the distance, with a calm expression on her face, she didn't know what she was thinking.
The characters in the Jiangnan martial arts had already rushed to the lake at this time, feeling surprised and sighing at the still aftermath of the lake.
Although everyone didn't see the first scene, they could still see clearly the scene where the boat broke and the two masters flew like giant birds on the lake. With just a glimpse, everyone knew that the strength of the two people who were fighting was unpredictable, they were definitely not ordinary people, and they probably had already entered the realm of ninth-rank mysticism!
After everyone was shocked, they began to guess the identities of the two people. After discussing for a long time, there is no score. Even if some wise people can see that the sword on the lake looks around, they will not point it out. Those proud old men think to themselves, don’t you Dongyi City always like to brag about yourself? Are there many masters? Let you fight yourselves.
It's just that the female disciples from Dongyi City by the lake looked a little dignified. They didn't expect that in the prosperous Hangzhou of the Qing Kingdom, someone would dare...and be able...to hurt their master! Led by Lu Sisi, these female swordsmen hurriedly saluted to the host, then left the stone flat next to the building in silence, and ran anxiously along the lake embankment to that side.
Everyone in Jiangnan Wulin was full of shock, but also somewhat satisfied. At the end of today's lackluster martial arts conference, they were able to see the appearance of Haitang, the saint of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and two peerless swordsmen fighting suddenly appeared by the lake. The value is back.
People in Qing Kingdom took the assassination as an opportunity to cleverly forget about Haitang's coming to power. Everyone knew that no one was the girl's opponent in the scene at this time. Hurry up and take the opportunity to fool around.
Ever since, the heroes of the rivers and lakes chose the nearest upstairs to dine upstairs, prepared to use drinks as a guide, and then talked about the shocking scene they had seen before, and the rare leaders of various gangs and factions, thanks to the "fair" notarization of the government Next, discuss the distribution of benefits on the road.
And that Jiangnan Road official, together with several respectable seniors, greeted Haitang naturally, never mentioned the previous incident, and politely invited Miss Haitang to enter the building for a short rest.
When he was about to enter the upstairs, a young nobleman with a clean face and gentle eyes greeted him, bowed to Haitang as a salute, and said gently: "Miss Haitang came from a long way, it is really nice to have this opportunity to get close to her." It is my honor."
"Who is this young master?" Haitang has never been a cold fairy, she asked politely casually, her mind was actually still on the two masters who flew away before.
"My surname is Ming, and I am the owner of this upstairs building."
At the end of the leading group was Xia Qifei from the Jiangnan water village. He raised his eyes and glanced at the young man named Ming. His face remained calm, but he sneered in his heart. The eldest nephew, whom he hadn't seen for many years, was getting more and more excited now. No, he actually knows how to flatter the Northern Qi people.
Upstairs and upstairs are also the properties of the Ming family, and there was always a shopkeeper taking care of them, but today there is a big event next to the building, so Ming Lanshi, the son of Ming Qingda, the head of the Ming family, came here in person.
As a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River, of course he knows not only to maintain a good relationship with the government, but also to curry favor with important figures in foreign countries. That's why he rushed out of the building, followed Haitang, and at the same time he didn't forget to say hello to the Jiangnan Road official next to Haitang, he was a well-rounded character, not like a prodigal.
The diners in the building all focused their eyes on the doorway, wanting to see what the legendary Begonia girl looked like. Firstly, Haitang is a famous person, and secondly, everyone in the Qing Kingdom has heard about the gossip and knows that this girl has some unclear relationship with his little Mr. Fan. The people of the Qing Kingdom regard Fan Xian as proud, He regards him as the most capable person in the ruling and opposition parties, and when he looks at Haitang at this time, he can't help being critical and scrutinizing the bride-to-be.
When everyone really saw it clearly, they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed—this girl is...not very beautiful, and she seems to be somewhat unworthy of Mrs. Fan.
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Hearing the sound outside the building getting lower, but the noise in the building gradually getting louder, Fan Xian knew that those reckless heroes were about to enter the building, and with his eyes, he signaled a tiger guard to stand next to the cubicle, so as not to stay for a while. He wants to imitate the bullies in the storybook, grab positions and cause conflicts—Fan Xian doesn't have the time to go to Beijing to play these tricks.
Gundam glanced at him, and after getting Fan Xian's nod, he waved the tiger guard back and went out by himself, replacing the two guards who hadn't eaten yet.
At this time, everyone had almost eaten, and everyone, including the third prince, stared at Fan Xian with doubts and inquiries. Sisi was no exception, her eyes were full of curiosity.
"What are you looking at?" Fan Xian frowned and said, "The incident on the lake really has nothing to do with me."
Shi Chanli smiled secretly, thinking that the teacher is sometimes smart, but sometimes his reaction is too slow. Everyone was embarrassed to ask questions in their hearts, but the third prince didn't care about Fan Xian's temper, so he said with a smile, "It's not about that."
"Where is that?"
The voices outside were getting louder and louder. It seemed that those Jianghu people downstairs couldn't sit down anymore and they were all walking upstairs. The third prince pouted outside the door and said, "That Haitang girl is here, the teacher won't invite anyone into the house. Sit down?"
Everyone in the room cast their expectant eyes on Fan Xian's face. Fan Xian's face sank, and he reprimanded: "How did these heads come into being? It's not bad to bring you to Hangzhou to watch the fun, but you're still pointing at me to act for you personally?"
Shi Chanli winked and said: "Teacher, Miss Haitang is not an outsider, it's just a common thing to have a meal together."
Fan Xian sneered, "At this time, everyone is watching. If we invite her in, everyone will know who we are."
The third prince retorted in that tender voice: "I don't understand why we have to be subdued. Why can't we show our identities and travel around the mountains and rivers? The Jiangnan people don't dare to do anything to us."
Fan Xian frowned with a headache and said, "I'm not afraid of anything, it's just that it's rare to get out of Beijing for a relaxing trip. You have to surround yourself with a dozen white-bearded officials? Your Highness, you don't like this kind of life, do you?"
The third prince was taken aback for a moment, and only then did he realize that Fan Tisi’s private visit was not because he wanted to secretly find out the family’s criminal evidence, it was purely out of curiosity. Thinking that he had overestimated the other party’s professional ethics, the third prince couldn’t help but blush , Slandering a certain person was really a bit of a crime, and said with a sneer: "Even if you let them know? If we don't go to the yamen by ourselves, no one will dare to follow us. Is it just to find aggrieved?"
Fan Xian ignored him lazily, thinking that the scene of people in the officialdom sycophanting is terrible, how can a child like you understand it.
The two brothers were contemptuously contemptuous of each other, so they heard the voices outside the wing room grow louder, as if someone wanted the compartment where Fan Xian and the others were sitting.
Fan Xian frowned, and said in amazement, "Don't tell me, have you really encountered such a common thing?"
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Gao Da has a dark face, guarding outside the cubicle, looking at the angry people in front of him, listening to the unclean words in the other party's mouth, holding the handle of the long knife in his hand, but he never pulled it out .
Because Haitang was looking at him with great interest.
Of course, there were already three "heroes of the rivers and lakes" lying in front of him. The heroes were hugging their heads and holding their stomachs, screaming miserably, pretending to be wronged.
Sure enough, as Fan Xian had expected, when those bullying Jianghu people went upstairs, they immediately spotted the cubicle where Fan Xian and the others were sitting. This cubicle was originally one of the two best places on the upper floor, and the other one was reserved by Ming Shaodong's family to greet the host of the martial arts conference. The compartment started to drool, yelling for the people inside to make room quickly.
Shaodong of the Ming family hadn't gone upstairs at that time, so the shopkeeper and the guys didn't dare to offend these Jianghu people with knives, so they had to say nice things from the sidelines.
What kind of person is Gundam? His Majesty is one of the leaders of the Tiger Guards. If he had been placed in the rivers and lakes these years, he would have established a faction long ago. For such unreasonable demands, Master Tisi sneered at the plot, and would not bother with anything at all. He just waited for the few Jianghu people to move forward, and he knocked over with his long knife out of its sheath.
Then, there were a few more screaming guys on the ground.
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The building is full of people who participated in today's martial arts conference. They are used to being arrogant in the Jianghu, but today they suddenly saw a person who was even more arrogant than themselves. bad.
It's Fan Xian's fault. After more than half a year of "being together day and night", Gundam has been contaminated with Fan Tisi's viciousness in addition to his killing skills. , so Fan Xian's little trick was used, and the battle was resolved quite quickly, but the vicious smell made the crowd watching around feel very uncomfortable.
The swordsman from Longhu Mountain frowned and said: "Sir, although these friends are the first to speak rudely, the request is indeed a little too much, but it's too late for you to make a sudden move."
Gao Da's face was sullen, and he didn't bother to talk to him at all. The swordsmen of Dragon and Tiger Mountain saw his attack, and knew that the strength of the other party was probably higher than the master who retreated on the mountain, so they respectfully called him Mr. instead of treating him as an ordinary guard. Although the swordsman was a little wary of the identity of the person in the compartment, he was still getting angry.
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And at this moment, Miss Haitang went up to the top floor surrounded by everyone, looking at Gundam who was confronting everyone, a strange look flashed in her eyes, and she walked among them naturally.
At this time, everyone in the building was guessing Gundam's identity while being wary, but no one had ever seen such a master of swordsman in the world, so they were a little puzzled. But Haitang had seen Gao Da many times in Shangjing City of Northern Qi Dynasty, and recognized him at a glance.
Seeing the chaos in the venue, Ming Shaodong hurried up to smooth things over, and then hurriedly ordered people to vacate other rooms, and arranged for the clerks to help the "heroes on the board" to rest.
The Ming family is very powerful in the south of the Yangtze River, and the heroes of any side have to show Ming Shaodong's face, and they also see that Gao Da's cultivation is really amazing, and the people in that cubicle are probably not something they can provoke. Gradually dispersed, but the mouth still kept mumbling.
After making all the arrangements, Ming Shaodong said a few words to Gao Gao with a little apology, and then very gently and politely invited Haitang, the official and others to enter another private seat that had been reserved long ago.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Miss Haitang held the flower basket in one hand, looked at Gao Gao with a half-smile in her eyes, and did not turn around, she just said softly: "Thank you, Mr. Ming, but Haitang met an old friend today, so I have to bother him Meal."
Everyone was startled, and looked at Gundam's gaze a little more delicately, thinking that this guard's skill is so terrifying, the identity of the person inside must be very important, and he must be Miss Haitang's old friend
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They were all smart people, the Jiangnan Road official coughed twice, said something to Haitang, and hurriedly dragged everyone away. Just kidding, if it is really that young master, he is playing a game of dragons and dragons in the south of the Yangtze River, and he is not a high-end official like the magistrate, if he rashly exposes it, what will he do in the officialdom Have a good time
Everyone smiled flatteringly at Gao Da, and hurried away like the wind, only Ming Shaodong was stunned, smiled wryly and shook his head.
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The door of the compartment was pushed open with a creak, and Haitang walked in carrying the flower basket, and the light was bright.
Holding a wine glass, Fan Xian looked at the girl who had entered the house uninvited, and after a while he choked out two words: "Come?"
Haitang nodded, smiled and greeted the curious people around the room with their mouths wide open, walked to sit beside him naturally, and replied, "Here we are."
Fan Xian put down his wine glass, and said with a broken heart, "Let Gao go out specially, just because he is afraid that you will come in and reveal my whereabouts... Didn't you see him winking at you?"
Gao Da stood at the door, looking innocently at the lake and mountains outside the building.
Haitang took off the flowered scarf on her head, and said angrily: "A dignified eighth-rank master guards the door, only a fool will not be able to guess who is sitting inside."
Fan Xian sneered frivolously, and said, "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the south of the Yangtze River, and no one knows Gundam. My boat is still walking on the river. Who would have guessed that I have already arrived in Hangzhou?"
Haitang looked into his eyes, and said helplessly after a while, "I really don't know where you come from with such stupid self-confidence? Could this be the spiritual victory method you mentioned before?"
Fan Xian retorted: "But as long as you don't enter this room, they can only guess. How can they prove who I am?"
Haitang said annoyedly: "I don't like your sneaky appearance. You have to turn a few corners and smear some dark colors on things that can be done in a fair manner. It seems that not being so is not enough to prove that you are a conspirator." generally."
Fan Xian said angrily, "I'm a conspirator, how can you be better than me? The Northern Qi man downstairs was not arranged by you in advance. I want to find a chance to challenge all the heroes in the south of the Yangtze River. You want to fight and stand up!" , Dazzling? It’s a good thing you didn’t get your wish today, otherwise my Daqing’s face would have been shaved off by you alone.”
Haitang sneered and said, "If you felt uncomfortable, you should have jumped down and fought with me just now."
"I don't have that much free time! Gao Da is guarding the door, that's because that Ming Shaodong is not a fool, he will definitely find someone to test who is sitting in the cubicle... I dare to bet my head, those who come to cause trouble The gangsters are all arranged by him, Ming Shaodong. I let Gao Da go out, just to let him shock the so-called people in the Jianghu, and let the Ming family avoid these low-level temptations. It's good for you, you messed up all the arrangements as soon as you came out, and made him I wanted to take the opportunity to go crazy, but I didn't get it."
Fan Xian said angrily, "This is the Qing Kingdom, you must listen to me."
Haitang looked at the top of the building and said, "When did I hear about your arrangement?"
As soon as Haitang entered the room, the two began to fight against each other, and they refused to give an inch. It was obvious that Fan Xian was doing things upside down. Acting style, the speed of the two people talking is getting faster and faster, but the voice is still extremely low, like a series of muffled guns.
The faces of everyone in the room became weird, but they kept their mouths shut, not daring to make any sound. Looking at the wonderful scene in front of them, they thought that the rumors in the world were true. With Fan Tisi's crystal heart, With eloquent teeth, power and strength, there are really few people who dare to talk to him like this. The only one who can overwhelm Fan Tisi in terms of momentum is really only this girl from the north. The problem is, even if you beat the blind man to death, you won't believe it.
The third prince was the closest to the two who were arguing, his small face looked at Fan Xian for a while, and turned to Haitang for a while, just like the audience sitting in the first row watching tennis. His expression was very exciting, and he thought that such a scene is very rare, so he must keep it firmly in mind, so that he can talk to Sister Chen and Emperor Father after returning to Beijing.
After all, Shi Chanli felt sorry for the teacher, and interjected cautiously: "My lord, Miss Haitang, let's think about how to go now... I'm afraid Hangzhou Zhizhou, Hangzhou General, Jiangnan Weaving, those adults will rush Come to meet them, the students have already seen several people coming out of the building."
Fan Xian slapped his thigh and stared at Haitang resentfully: "Hurry up, or you'll still be taking a fart vacation."
Haitang sat peacefully like a mountain, and said directly: "I'm hungry."
The third prince jokingly said from the side: "Then hurry up and ask Xiaoer to serve some more dishes."
Fan Xian glared at him.
Haitang laughed and said, "Thank you, Third Highness."
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Not long after noon, a manor on the other side of the West Lake became lively. Of course, the excitement was only confined to the courtyard, and the outside was still as deserted as before. The decoration of this manor is gorgeous but not greasy. It is surrounded by mountains and lakes.
The owner of the manor was surnamed Peng, and no one knew his identity. In previous years, it was only during the summer that some people would come to spend the summer.
It was Fan Xian and his party who came to this manor today. This manor was bought by the former Prime Minister Lin Ruofu in the name of a distant relative of his protégé Mr. Peng. Fan Xian went to the south of the Yangtze River and came to Hangzhou. Of course, he lived in the property of the old man.
The housekeeper in the garden had already received the news and had already arranged everything. At this time, Fan Xian was sitting on the grand teacher's chair with his legs crossed, tasting Longjing, enjoying the life of a rich man in Hangzhou, squinting at Haitang who was talking softly with the third prince, he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.
Of course, this group of people didn't stay upstairs, and Haitang didn't order a few more famous dishes. In order to avoid the Hangzhou officials who were rushing over on the way, Fan Xian dragged his subordinates and fled.
The convoy pretended to go into the city, mobilizing all the personnel from the four inspection departments of the Overwatch Council stationed in Hangzhou along the way, and even mobilized the two cloth shops prepared for the killer in six places. Only then did this group disappear into the crowds of the city again. Then he walked back quietly and entered the manor next to the West Lake.
Fan Xian felt sorry for the subordinates in the courtyard.
Haitang glanced at him, wondering, "Who are you hiding from?"
Fan Xian sighed and said, "I'm avoiding trouble."
In fact, Fan Xian was really stupid about today's incident. If he really didn't want to reveal his whereabouts, he must not go outside the building. If you go to the building outside the building, when you are robbed of your seat, you have to swallow your anger and be your grandson. The problem is that Fan Xian has a lively temperament and doesn't like to be a grandson, so how can he keep his true identity concealed while walking in the rivers and lakes.
After a while, the third prince went to the garden to tease the newly bought little girl. The maidservant of the manor brought up a plate of hot cakes, and Haitang ate them with relish. Judging by her looks, she was indeed frightfully hungry all the way south.
Fan Xian glanced at her, frowned and said, "Lady."
Haitang chuckled, thinking that he hadn't seen this guy for half a year, why did the two of them start arguing as soon as they met, it felt really funny.
When she finished eating the pastry, Fan Xian signaled her to follow him to the back garden with his eyes. Although he had never been to this manor, the architectural design was always similar, and he found a quiet study room very easily.
In the study room, the two sat down separately. Fan Xian looked at the girl seriously and said, "You... you should know the rumor by now."
Haitang nodded, suddenly frowned, and said, "Leave that aside, who are those two people on the West Lake today, did you recognize them?"
"I've seen that fisherman." Fan Xian seemed to be recalling, "It should be Yun Zhilan. Last year... oh no, it should be the year before last. I met him once in the palace. He was the leader of the Dongyi Mission at that time."
After Haitang frowned and remained silent for a long time, she asked, "The one who can hurt Yun Zhilan... Who is that killer? Why have I never heard of such a character?"
Fan Xian sneered and said, "Ambush, even a child may kill Grandmaster."
Haitang shook her head: "You probably haven't studied Dongyi City's swordsmanship, that killer used the purest Sigu Sword Intent."
Fan Xian gently smoothed the fine hair on his forehead, and said casually, "There are many masters in Dongyi City, and they can kill each other, which is only good for our plan, not bad."
Haitang was still thinking about the killer who jumped out of the lake, and always felt that although the man in black used a pure sword, there was always an unexplainable strange smell, as if he had seen it somewhere before. .
The reason why the girl had this impression was because Fan Xian and her in the battle on the meadow, the tricks used were similar to those of the Shadow Assassin, and they all showed the shamelessness of the Overwatch Council, but she never thought of this Come.
"Not yours?" She looked at Fan Xian suspiciously.
Fan Xian laughed at himself and said, "You can also see that the killer may be about the same level as you, a peerless powerhouse on the ninth rank, how can I order it around."
Haitang nodded, accepted the explanation, and then asked: "You have never met an assassin on your way south. This really surprises me. Logically speaking, Xinyang should..."
Fan Xian raised his hand to stop her from asking, and said calmly, "Taiping event, this kind of event is too sensational, and Xinyang has no ability to kill me."
Haitang frowned: "Is your injury healed?"
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Fan Xian's face remained unchanged, and he smiled and said, "Good morning, otherwise I wouldn't dare to go to Jiangnan. You know I've always been most afraid of death."
Haitang smiled slightly, and then she felt relieved, and said: "What we agreed on in the letter, will we talk about it now, or at night?"
Fan Xian was a lewd person in his heart, and he immediately felt some fragrance in these words, coughed twice quickly, and said, "Let's go tonight, since it is a gift from the national teacher, you must be more solemn, and you have to tolerate it if you don't burn incense." I take a shower, don't I?... But my previous question... "
His question is: knowing that he is the illegitimate son of Emperor Qing, why does Grandmaster Ku He still dare to hand over the Heavenly Path to himself
Before he could finish speaking, Haitang got up and left the seat with a smile, and said, "We'll talk about it at night. I'm going to see the scenery of West Lake. I don't know how many times I read it in the book. I haven't read it carefully today."
Fan Xian watched her pick up the flower basket on the table and asked curiously:
"Duoduo, where did you get the flowers at this time of year?"
"The silk flowers bought in Wuzhou are all fake."
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Fan Xian sat silently in the study alone. After a long time, he turned around, looked at the thick curtain, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
The shadow was indeed a shadow, and it floated away from the curtain, shook his head and said, "Yun Zhilan was seriously injured, he is not dead."
Fan Xian frowned, knowing that his intuition was right again, and asked, "What happened?"
"Yun Zhilan desperately broke into a nearby courtyard, which should belong to the Ming family's property. This time he didn't come alone, and several of his juniors were in the courtyard, so I withdrew."
There was no emotion in Shadow's words, Fan Xian asked: "Ming Family? Dongyi City?... How are the strengths of these people here?"
"Two of ninth grade and three of eighth grade." Shadow replied, "But Yun Zhilan has no power for half a year."
The anger in Fan Xian's eyes disappeared as soon as it appeared, and he said quietly: "There is still one ninth rank and three eighth ranks. It seems that Dongyi City really thinks highly of me, and invested a lot of money... Damn it! How did so many come out? Master, play wholesale."
Shadow couldn't understand his words, but he could hear his annoyance, and replied, "They have left that courtyard."
Fan Xian stood up and fell into deep thought.
This time he went to the south of the Yangtze River, if he wanted to investigate the matter of the internal treasury, he would undoubtedly overthrow the Ming family and cut off the money exchange between Xinyang and Dongyi City. Among the strengths possessed by the Ming family, Xinyang's own force is not enough to rely on. The only thing they can rely on is the masters in Dongyi City who are abundant enough to pack.
Killing an official of the court, especially someone like Fan Xian, sounds a little unimaginable. Presumably the Ming family would not risk killing Fan Xian at the risk of implicating the nine clans. But if the time of life and death really comes in the future, who knows what will happen with the temperament of that crazy eldest princess
When he thought of the possibility of being assassinated by Dongyi city's eighth- and ninth-rank masters, he shuddered even though he was powerful and bold. That's why he let the shadow take the lead, first picked the leader Yun Zhilan, and then led the six swordsmen to spare no effort to kill those Dongyi people in the Jiangnan Water Village.
If Fan Xian sits in the government office and waits for the arrival of Dongyi City assassins one day in the future, then he is a pure idiot. The so-called best defense is to attack - use the assassin terror of the Overwatch Council to deal with the Dongyi City assassins Assassins are terrifying, this is the right move.
As for that old monster Si Gu Jian, Fan Xian didn't think that his level could alarm the other party...
He was suddenly terrified, thinking that Yun Zhilan was lucky to not die—brother Zhilan, please live a few more months, at least wait until the blind uncle recovers from his injury—heavy sniping can only kill people, but not save them.
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Fan Xian woke up from deep contemplation, and said: "Take all the swordsmen from the six divisions and let the people from the second division cooperate in the investigation. As soon as these people show up, you will attack them. You don't want to kill them, but... you must pursue them." They are chilled, let them be in a state of panic all day long, don't think about me."
Shadow nodded, and suddenly said in a very nonchalant way: "The girl next to your lord is very powerful, it's not convenient for me to come here often."
Fan Xian nodded and said, "I think the same as you. From today onwards, she will be responsible for my safety. There shouldn't be any problem... Also, you should pay attention to your safety. There is no rush for revenge. You are not that kind now." The opponent of a grand master."
The shadow was slightly startled, turned and left, but there were two slightly wet footprints where he was standing.
The shadow went around to scare Dongyi's visitors, and Fan Xian's safety became a problem. This is why he had to wait until Haitang showed up before he was willing to make a decision. At the same time, he no longer cared about being caught. whereabouts.
One is to take advantage of Haitang's momentum, and his own Yingmu Huadao's murderous eyes, to create an opportunity for the shadow.
Secondly, Shadow left and Haitang came, and there was still a high-ranking Ninth-Rank expert by his side, coordinating with the Tiger Guards, there was no possibility of any problems in terms of safety. The most important thing is that with this girl by my side, no matter which side of the world it is, if you want to move yourself, you have to consider the mighty national power of Bei Qi, a skinny camel, and that bald-headed Grandmaster Ku He.
And Dodo is much cuter than Shadow, not only can chat and bicker, but also can be a classmate copying each other's study notes at night—Fan Xian laughed shamelessly.