The first and only time Fan Xian saw Ye Liuyun was when he was twelve years old.
That year he was lying on the cliff, his eyes were full of strange lights, watching the half of a lone boat under the cliff, the ten-thousand-point pit on the beach, those two peerless people and that one-touch strong battle. .
One is Ye Liuyun, the great master of the Qing Kingdom, and the other is his uncle.
Twelve-year-old Fan Xian, who had just completed the domineering volume, had not a very good eye, so he only admired the momentum of that battle, but he didn't understand the essence of it. Only then can we gradually find out some beautiful places, scary places, and learning places from the memories.
The more I recall, the more I admire Uncle Wu Zhu and Ye Liuyun's peerless methods. Sometimes he even felt that the figure of Ye Liuyun crossing the sea in half a lonely boat still appeared in his mind, and that ancient singing voice still echoed in his ears.
But he never imagined that this great master of the Qing Kingdom, a great figure respected by all people, would actually become someone he had to face on the top floor of a brothel.
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Fan Xian is the person who is most afraid of death in this world, so he has done a full understanding and analysis of the enemies he might face alone.
He calculated and weighed his own strength and background several times. In this world, the person most worthy of his vigilance should be the Sigu Sword of Dongyi City, and the most unfathomable should be Kuhe of Northern Qi. The troublesome ones, of course, are those in the palace.
But although Si Gu Jian is an idiot, although he can kill himself without hesitation, everyone knows that all idiots don't like to go out to strange places.
And the unfathomable ascetic master Ku He, who likes to eat human flesh, was finally knocked out of the mortal world after his dear Uncle Wu Zhu personally shot him-a person who can be injured, from the feeling, it is not so terrible.
As for the few people in Qingguo Palace, they are all relatives, so don't think about it for now.
Fan Xian was really wary of people at the level of Grand Masters. From this, it can be seen that this kid is either overconfident or a little arrogant. these people.
Among the four great masters, Fan Xian has never been very worried about Ye Liuyun.
One reason is that the memories of his youth are too deep, and he always feels that the old ancestor of the Ye family is quite beautiful and travels in the world all the year round. In the midst of these dull struggles in the world.
The second is the situation of the Ye family in Kyoto. Fan Xian could see clearly that Ye Liuyun is an out-and-out sentimental person, otherwise the emperor would not be able to maintain the balance between the two sides. The family threw away their helmets and armor. Ye Liuyun was able to resist not returning to the capital with such a lowly method. Naturally, the happiness and safety of the Ye family's nephews and the survival of the Ye family were more important than anything else.
Ye Liuyun's non-stop stay in the capital affected the balance of the current situation, and the emperor would not really do anything to the Ye family. This is a kind of tacit understanding that cannot be announced, but is naturally formed between the imperial power and Ye Liuyun's supernatural force.
So Fan Xian couldn't figure out why Ye Liuyun would take action because of Junshanhui's affairs, and would kill him so resolutely, threatening him with his own life and death.
Isn't this stupid what is it? Even if the black cavalry were withdrawn this time, wouldn't the emperor know the relationship between the Ye family and the Junshan Society? Isn't this balance broken
But just come, Fan Xian has counted the fate of this great master, so he dares to be so sarcastic, so "rebellious" and sour, because he knows:
If you were Ye Liuyun, how dare you kill me
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Fan Xian stared at the eyes as quiet as autumn water under the hat, as if he wanted to see the real intention of this great master to suddenly come to Suzhou, and he was even prepared deep in his heart. If Ye Liuyun immediately asked: "Why don't I dare?" kill you?"
... Immediately, he coldly threw out his big killer weapon for walking in the rivers and lakes as an explanation.
Kill me, Uncle Wu Zhu will naturally kill everyone in your Ye family - this is a very simple truth, Ye Liuyun will definitely believe it and accept it.
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"So... you were hiding on the cliff and peeping back then."
To Fan Xian's surprise, Ye Liuyun didn't continue with Fan Xian's words at all, but slowly inserted the sword in his hand into the scabbard, looked at his handsome face and sighed.
Fan Xian was taken aback, but there was no expression on his face, and he remained calm.
"Don't understand?" Ye Liuyun asked.
Fan Xian really didn't understand, so he nodded, and the ferocity and confidence that he had deliberately put on before suddenly weakened a little.
Ye Liuyun smiled and said: "If you were not on that cliff, how could you read those two sentences, how could you know that I am me, how could you be sure that I knew you were his you, how could you know that I would not dare to kill you?"
It's very complicated, it sounds very complicated, so Fan Xian is really a little dizzy. Fortunately, his enlightenment is more than ten years earlier than ordinary people. After two lives, the basic knowledge about logic is better than others. Much more solid, I circled around in my mind a few times, and finally understood Ye Liuyun's words clearly.
What Ye Liuyun wanted to express was very simple - in this world, at least today, at least in Jiangnan, there are not many people who can know him.
And this meaning made Fan Xian extremely astonished. Is it true that not many people know the great master of the Qing Kingdom
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He subconsciously let go of the paper fan he was holding tightly in his hand, and said sarcastically, "Don't think that you can pretend to be my uncle by pretending to be cool, don't think that you can pretend to be Kuhe with a bald head by wearing a hat, and don't think that you can pretend to be Kuhe with a bald head if you wear a hat. Breaking the sword can make others believe that you are Sigu Jian."
"You are Ye Liuyun, whether I recognize you or not, you are Ye Liuyun after all."
The whereabouts of Sigu Jian is the most important thing to be monitored by the Overwatch Council. Ye Liuyun has no possibility of impersonation, so this is something Fan Xian doesn't understand. Ye Liuyun really wants to tear himself apart with the emperor Lao Tzu by doing this
He laughed and said: "Although Si Gu Jian is indeed a bit of an idiot. We Daqing people cast countless pots and put them on his head, but your play is too careless."
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"It doesn't matter who I am." Ye Liuyun looked at Fan Xian indifferently, "I just want to remind you, if you go to Jiangnan, too many people will die in Jiangnan."
Fan Xian squinted his eyes, looked at this one of the only four superpowers left in the world without flinching, and said slowly: "Is there any goal in this world that can be achieved by the undead?"
"What are you trying to achieve?"
"I'm a subject... My responsibility is to protect the emperor's interests from being damaged in the slightest." Fan Xian's eyes flashed strangely, and he said with a smile, "Other than that, I don't have any other ideas."
"Even if it's death?"
"No, I won't die."
Ye Liuyun fell silent. After a long while, he said: "You... mother didn't seem to be such a person back then."
Fan Xian was not surprised that the other party would mention his mother, but his face was as cold as frost, and he replied coldly: "Don't use my first mother to oppress me. And when it comes to killing people, you must remember it clearly, my mother Not worse than me."
"I'm talking about the root and nature." Ye Liuyun's voice suddenly sank, "How can a person who is easy to kill hold power?"
The atmosphere in the building, which had been somewhat relaxed because of things like reminiscing about the old days, suddenly became cold and tense again.
"You are in the capital, and there are those poor people who worry about you. I don't care." Ye Liuyun sat upright at the table like that. So many things, how many people died because of your skillful weaving?"
Fan Xian squinted his eyes, feeling extremely angry, and said in a low voice: "Could it be that if I don't go to Jiangnan, the people in Jiangnan won't die? The bastards in the inner library will no longer be bastards, and a litter of rotten rats in the Ming family will become Chinchilla?"
He said with a contemptuous smile: "Old man, I said earlier not to use the name of my late mother to oppress me. Now I will add that the name of righteousness has no effect on me."
Ye Liuyun's expression didn't change, he didn't know whether he was happy or angry, he just heard him say quietly: "As for the murder of Yuan Meng, the maid and servant in the house, you are all fainted, and you seem to be a little gentle, but these unconscious people were later killed The Suzhou government captured all of them and killed Mikou."
He looked into Fan Xian's eyes gently, and continued, "When you left, you should have guessed that under the pressure of the Overwatch Council, those innocent people would have no choice but to die. If you don't kill the innocent, the innocent will die because of you. "
"I just have to take on my share of responsibility."
Fan Xian responded calmly with the shameless words of a certain coach in his previous life, but his heart was filled with shock!
Of course it wasn't because those innocent people died because of him, although this also made his heart a little darker. This kind of shock came from Ye Liuyun's words, which seemed to vaguely reveal...the other party clearly knew the details of his entering the house and killing people.
Fan Xian stared into Ye Liuyun's eyes, wondering how much this great master knew. It would be a disaster if the other party knew that he had learned the Sigu sword... This is one of Fan Xian's secrets. The courtyard will be trampled to the ground because of the shadow and the Hanging Temple.
The other party could use this to blackmail him, but judging by Ye Liuyun's expression, he didn't seem to know the details.
But why didn't Ye Liuyun mention everything, but why did he want to mention that insignificant Yuan Meng
A stern light flashed in Fan Xian's eyes, he immediately regained his composure, and gave up the idea of killing people to silence his mouth—today's situation is different from that of the past. In the past, he was the knife and the world was the fish, but today he is dying on the chopping board. Killing the bamboo hat guest in front of him was basically an impossible task while Uncle Wu Zhu was recovering from his injuries.
So... Fan Xian slapped the table and roared angrily, "It doesn't matter how small it is! If there is no thunderbolt, Jiangnan will still be the same as in previous years. How many people will the Ming family kill? How many people will those pirates kill? The treasury is short of money Will you fill it back for me?"
Before Ye Liuyun could reply, he stretched out his suspect fingertips, poked Ye Liuyun's nose very boldly and rudely, and cursed: "There is also the Junshan Club, is it cleaner than me? What kind of person are you... Why do you have the nerve to lower your figure to do things for them, you are my grand master, if you don't stand by me, why should you stand there?"
The last sentence was subtly twisted and pointed directly at people's hearts.
Ye Liuyun frowned slightly, and said slowly: "Junshanhui, it's not what you think."
Fan Xian laughed and said, "Of course I understand that you are a high-ranking grand master, but after all, you are still an individual, and you always need to enjoy yourself. Walking in the world? Roaming around the world is a joy, but if you are exposed to the sun and rain, how can you feel chic? ?Every state and place in the world, if there is someone to answer, serve, and worship...you are naturally happy, and you can use the whole world to worship you, who else can do it except the Junshan Society?"
Ye Liuyun looked at him with a smile, as if he hadn't thought that this young man could see his relationship with Junshanhui so easily.
Things were originally so simple, Kuhe was enshrined in Northern Qi, Sigu Jian was enshrined in Dongyi City, the one in the palace was enshrined in Qing Guo, but what about Ye Liuyun? Traveling around the world without returning home, blowing the wind on the sea, caressing the pine trees in the east, crossing rivers and lakes, all of these always need someone to take care of them and take care of them.
Grandmasters also want to eat and stay in inns, especially for people of this status, who definitely don't like the usual flattery, and would like to live in a secluded garden and deal with some lonely people hidden in the mountains
Gardening requires money, and visiting friends in the mountains also requires money. Traveling and traveling around the world are actually the most extravagant life.
You can't let the dignified master become a car bandit and a road tyrant.
Before Fan Xian finished speaking, he sneered and said, "But the relationship between your filial sons and grandsons and the Junshan Club is not so simple... It is not that simple to find people under my subordinates. Junshan will keep this for you." Two girls' hands, do you plan to use these hands to support the sky for Junshan?"
While speaking, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally fell on Ye Liuyun's hands on the table.
Those hands are like white jade, without a single wrinkle, they are not like the hands of an old man, but like the hands of a girl who has never seen the sun and only knows how to embroider flowers and birds in her boudoir.
This was a sign that Ye Qingmei had pushed Wu Zhu into the capital of the Qing Kingdom many years ago, and after the first battle between Wu Zhu and Ye Liuyun, Ye Liuyun abandoned his sword and achieved success with Sanshou. Over the years, there has been no slight change.
Ye Liuyun heard Fan Xian describe his hands as women's, and his eyes, which were as quiet as autumn water, gradually seemed to boil.
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The key to negotiation is to grasp the emotions of the other party, even if the other party is a high-ranking grand master, so the first time Fan Xianchu found out that the real anger in Ye Liuyun's heart was about to explode, he immediately changed the tone and said slowly: "The black knight's attack Time, there should be a while... If you really care about the filial sons and grandsons in the garden... Shouldn't you give me Mr. Zhou?"
Ye Liuyun looked at him with a half-smile, as if he was laughing at him, or looking at an ignorant yellow-mouthed child: "Are you willing to accept my conditions at this time?"
Fan Xian lowered his eyes slightly, but his heart skipped a beat. He originally thought that since Ye Liuyun was not afraid of taking the trouble to bring Mr. Junshanhui's accountant to Baoyuelou, of course he planned to exchange Mr. Zhou for the descendants of Ye's family in Junshanhui. .
Could it be that the other party didn't mean that at all
"I've never accepted any... conditions under duress."
He raised his head, looking sincerely at Ye Liuyun's ancient face with quiet eyes: "But it doesn't mean that I'm unwilling to reach some kind of agreement with a respectable senior."
Ye Liuyun was finally moved when he heard this, and sighed, "Sure enough shameless..."
Fan Xian smiled and said, "You coerce people with force, and I coerce people with my life. If you say it's shameless, it's not too far off."
Ye Liuyun stood up slowly.
Fan Xian's heart was terrified, his face was calm, and he opened the poor fan that had been deformed by sweat again, and shook it carelessly.
Ye Liuyun looked at the fan in his hand, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he could see the true tension deep in this young man's heart.
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"Don't think that you know everything and you can control everything."
Ye Liuyun said so.
"Otherwise, one day, you will die, which is a pity."
Ye Liuyun sighed.
"You're smart, but don't be too smart."
Ye Liuyun taught him a lesson.
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"You should know how to deal with the following things." Ye Liuyun slowly lowered his head, letting the bamboo hat cover his primitive face, and lifted the long sword bound by the coarse cloth upside down, walked to the side of the fence, and grabbed Mr. Zhou's collar with his back .
At this time, Fan Xian finally felt a little helpless and confused. If the dignified Ye Liuyun hadn't come to give him Zhou's tent, how could he condescend to talk with him for so long
Ye Liuyun looked back, the smoke in his eyes gradually filled, and a light but palpitating killing intent frightened Fan Xian's body, and he finally said slowly: "I'm not that idiot pretending to be Si Gu Jian, you're carrying a sword. The kid may have forgotten that I used to use a sword back then."
While speaking, he slowly drew out the sword, the sharp edge did not reflect any light at this time, it seemed that all the light was absorbed into that stable and pure white palm.
Fan Xian's eyelids twitched, he concentrated his mind, and bit the tip of his tongue desperately, the pain woke him up a little. When there is hatred between life and death, all schemes and wits are fake, he panickedly forced out all the domineering true energy from the snow mountain behind him, transported it to his fists, and struck forward!
Hit the table.
Accompanied by a strange scream, Fan Xian's whole body was shaken by his domineering fists, and his body twisted in the air, like a distressed dog, panicked and desolate, and the speed was very admirable The ground turned into a black line and rushed out of the building!
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Fan Xian skimmed onto the long street, his whole body floating in the air, but his eyes were full of horror. Even at this moment, he could still feel the stern and murderous sword intent behind him chasing him, as if it might cut him in two at any time.
So he twisted his body, flicked his legs, spit out blood, sped up again, turned three somersaults in the air, and kicked the green flag on the opposite building with his toes, and with the force of that soft bounce, he melted into a cloud of light smoke and fell into the sky. to the street.
The six tiger guards and swordsmen from the Overwatch Council had already rushed over, protecting him firmly in the middle, layer upon layer, fearlessly making human shields.
But in an instant, Fan Xian felt that his body was full of people, and he couldn't see what was going on outside at all. A touch of emotion disappeared in a flash, and his whole body was restored to the most sensitive state, ready to run for his life at any time!
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However, the long street was quiet, eerily quiet.
Fan Xian didn't dare to move rashly, and hid behind the guards. After an unknown amount of time, he felt a little strange, and ordered his subordinates to get out of the way.
Ye Liuyun was no longer in Baoyue Tower.
Following the gap exposed by those nervous half-dead subordinates, Fan Xian looked at the end of the long straight street in Suzhou City. A commoner man wearing a hat was slowly walking towards the city gate with a person in his arms. .
Although he was walking slowly, the other party seemed to move away from him with a step of tens of feet.
Fan Xian swallowed his saliva, moistened his hot throat, got out of the crowd with a puzzled face, stood on the long street, stared at Ye Liuyun's back in a daze.
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Gundam had already come down from the opposite building. He was overjoyed to see Mr. Tisi who was safe and sound, and said in a trembling voice, "Master, are you alright?"
Fan Xian hid his trembling hands behind his back, forced himself to be calm and said, "What can happen?"
While speaking, he watched Ye Liuyun's back disappear into the city gate.
At this time, no one noticed that the top floor of Baoyue Building, except for the hole made by Gundam, gradually had some new changes. Beside the table gravel smashed by Fan Xian's fists, at the height of half a person on the thick pillar, the thick layer of red paint suddenly cracked a hole.
The folding fan that Fan Xian dropped while running for his life was nowhere to be found.
The hole in the patent leather cracked open with a hissing sound, like a miserable wound, the skin was turning outwards, exposing the wood inside.
Then... the solid wood inside also slowly cracked!
The crack was bottomless, as if it had already penetrated the thick colonnade!
In fact, not only this one pillar, but also the wooden pillars, railings, box walls, pendulums, and flower tables on the top floor of Baoyue Tower began to form a crack along the half-person height, and the crack gradually spread and stretched. Gradually connecting into one, it's like drawing an ink line along that place in an instant.
It's just that the line is not drawn with ink, but with a sword.
There was a crisp sound, and the first thing to fall was the flower pot stand placed in the corner of the top floor of Baoyue Building. The flower pot fell on the floor and was smashed into pieces.
Then there was a loud bang.
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The long street had long been cleared, only Fan Xian and dozens of his trusted subordinates surrounded him. Hearing the sound, these people subconsciously looked up to the upper right.
Then everyone was stunned, including Fan Xian. Everyone's eyes were full of shock and fear, and everyone's mouths were opened wide, revealing that the inside was either intact and white, or full of tea stains, or missing something. A few teeth were broken, so that the dust and wood that gradually filled the sky were blown into their mouths, and they did not respond at all.
The Moon Tower has collapsed!
To be precise, it should be that the top floor of Baoyue Building has collapsed.
To be more precise, half of the top floor of the Baoyue Tower collapsed neatly according to the perfect design with a decisive gesture at this time, stirring up dust all over the sky!
The dust gradually fell, and everyone could see clearly that the top floor of the Baoyue Building seemed to be sliced open by a heavenly sword.
It was broken neatly, and the fracture was very smooth, really like a big sword cutting through it.
Of course, everyone knew at this moment that this was indeed cut open by a "person" with a sword.
The initial feeling resurfaced in everyone's hearts - this person is not a person.
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Fan Xian was the first person on the long street to keep his mouth shut. He looked at the city gate that had long been deserted, and then looked back at his half-queen ruined building. He couldn't help but pat himself on the face heavily. , convincing yourself that this is what really happened.
When everyone in the Overwatch Council and the tiger guards came back to their senses, they looked at Fan Xian with weird eyes, full of shock and fear, and a little puzzled, wondering how did Master Tisi survive
This question... Fan Xian himself was not very clear about it.
"Deng Ziyue." Fan Xian's voice was a little hoarse, his eye circles were filled with unhealthy red, he coughed and said, "You go over there."
Deng Ziyue was obviously still in a semi-demented state at this time, and he woke up after Fan Xian said it angrily twice, and quickly responded.
Fan Xian called him to him, and said in a low voice, "If... I mean, if someone surrenders, then the other person's life must be saved."
Deng Ziyue was slightly startled, and looked up at Mr. Tisi.
A trace of embarrassment flashed in Fan Xian's eyes, and he said, "Bring him back... no, let Heiqi go directly back to the capital."
He sighed in his heart, don't have anything to do with him anymore, let your elders have fun with your elders, because he can't stand this kind of mental torture anymore.
Deng Ziyue took the order, looked back at the half of the dilapidated building, couldn't help swallowing, and asked in a trembling voice: "My lord, who is that man?"
Fan Xian glared at him and said, "Didn't Gundam be Sigu Sword?"
Deng Ziyue deserved to be a confidant of the second family background, so he directly retorted: "It is clearly written in the courtyard newspaper that Si Gu Jian is still in Dongyi City..."
Fan Xian directly cut off his words, and said angrily, "Look at this broken building! The other party is a grand master! Can our crows keep track of his whereabouts?"
Deng Zi was more puzzled as to why Fan Xian was angry, so he hurriedly led the order to search for the horse and leave the city, eager to join the black cavalry.
After Deng Ziyue left, Fan Xian still stood on the long street, refusing to go back to Huayuan. His subordinates and tiger guards couldn't persuade him, so he had to stand with him.
Fan Xian couldn't help but glanced at the half-broken building of his own house again, wanting to say something, but held back again.
Not long after, the Overwatch Council reported back quickly.
"Report, have left the city gate."
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Another few hours passed.
"Report, it's past the evening pavilion."
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Finally, another rider arrived in panic.
"Report, we have passed Qilipo."
Qilipo is more than seven miles away from Suzhou City, and it is already on the official road back to Kyoto, which is more than twenty miles away. Although everyone couldn't believe that the bamboo hat guest was able to walk twenty miles in such a short period of time, but when they thought about the identity of the other party, they understood a little bit.
It was confirmed that the peerless strong man who cut half a building with a sword left Suzhou City, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Tiger Guardian Gundam wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, leaned close to Fan Xian, and said softly, "My lord, do you want someone to stop you?"
"Who can stop it?"
After thinking about it, Gao Da had indeed said something stupid, and quickly said, "I have to write a secret report quickly and send it to the capital."
Fan Xian frowned and said, "I'm afraid it's too late, but I have to write."
"Deng Diwen." He called another member of Qi Nian's team, this person was the former Sixth Division swordsman who was in charge of protecting Xia Qifei a few days ago, when Deng Ziyue was not around, Fan Xian trusted him the most.
Fan Xian did not avoid Gundam, and said directly in a cold voice, "You inform the Governor's Mansion Yamen, go to Mingyuan tomorrow, and hand over all the private soldiers of the Ming family to me."
Gao Da was listening on the sidelines, his heart trembling slightly. He really didn't expect that after such a dangerous moment passed, the first thing that Mr. Tisi thought of was how to use this matter for profit.
The assassination of an imperial envoy is such a big deal. Now that the people in the south of the Yangtze River are full of grievances, everyone will definitely think of the Ming family... This matter will weaken the Ming family again, and at the same time, it can also slightly reduce the people’s resentment towards the death of the old Ming emperor—Gao Da I really admire Master Tisi so much.
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After confirming that Ye Liuyun had left Suzhou City, Fan Xian couldn't help but relax, but he still had great doubts and puzzles in his heart, but he couldn't talk to others at all. Looking at the broken building around him, He couldn't help cursing with a gloomy face: "How much money will it cost to repair? You bastard!"
Hearing these words, everyone was startled for no reason, and then they were taken aback, and they didn't dare to speak. The long street was quiet again. No one could have imagined that Mr. Tisi would dare to scold...a great master on the street.
Fan Xian looked at the weird expressions on everyone's faces, and he was annoyed for no reason. He yelled, "This is my building. If someone demolishes the building, I can't even scold you? That's an old bastard!"
Gao Da was so complicated in his heart that he wanted to cover Master Tisi's mouth, but he didn't have the guts, so he couldn't help admiring Master Tisi even more, he was indeed a peerless character full of courage.
Fan Xian dealt with it alone upstairs, which had already made these subordinates inexplicably surprised. Later, he was able to survive and successfully let the great master go away. Everyone admired Mr. Tisi to the bone.
Of course, what everyone admired the most was that Fan Xian dared to curse in the street afterwards.
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Under the eyes of everyone admiring and admiring, Fan Xian muttered something, but no one could hear him clearly. They only saw that his body went limp and he was about to fall to sit in the long street.
A colorful scene floated by, and a girl supported Fan Xian's body.
Everyone knew this person, and knew that he was the confidant of Lord Tisi, so they were not nervous, but a little worried. It seemed that Lord Tisi had suffered internal injuries after all in the face of the extraordinary and holy master.
Everyone hurriedly followed the young couple in front of them to Huayuan, but at this time, the soldiers from the governor's mansion were late.
Fan Xian tilted his body slightly and fell into the arms of the girl's house. Smelling the faint fragrance, he couldn't help complaining, "You dare to come out when everyone is gone."
A trace of apology flashed across Haitang's face, and she said, "I can't beat him."
Fan Xian couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Who can beat this kind of monster?"
Haitang worriedly asked: "Have you suffered internal injuries?"
"No." Fan Xian replied seriously, "I've been pretending upstairs for too long, but my legs... have already softened from fright."