This is a world of natural selection. If you want to stick your head out among the layers of reeds by the North Sea, and have the right to eat first among the wolves on the grassland, you need them or they to abandon the so-called "fragile". emotion", the sage is ruthless, and the most human is heartless, otherwise it is not enough to detach.
The courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion was quiet, and the pools of blood on the corpses on the ground were squeezed under the courtyard walls on both sides due to the previous shock, as if swept by the hand of a god, the blood turned into a well-brushed red Paint with a few freshly fallen green leaves on it.
With these few green leaves as the boundary, Si Gu Jian and Ying Ying, a pair of brothers, each sat under two stone steps, seriously injured and speechless, looking at each other indifferently.
At this moment, there was a dense whistling and piercing sound from outside the city lord's mansion, like a dozen trebuchets attacking the city lord's mansion at the same time, and the stones as big as millstones split the air.
Si Gu Jian's complexion remained unchanged, and the shadow's complexion remained unchanged. Fan Xian was walking towards the shadow at this time, and his complexion did not change at all, because the three of them heard clearly that it was not a stone that pierced the sky, but a person. It seemed to be the city lord. The bloody case in the mansion finally alarmed those masters who were foolishly guarding outside the sword hut.
The little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty came to Dongyi City with two ninth-rank masters, Langtao and He Daoren. As for whether there are any hidden masters hiding in the dark to guard the Tianyi Gate, it is unknown. And since yesterday, all the disciples of the Sword Hut have returned from their respective cultivation places and stood guard in front of the Jian Hut, silently waiting for the master's will.
Adding up the two sides, there are more than a dozen ninth-rank masters. Thinking about the entire capital of the Qing Dynasty, there are only two ninth-rank strongmen. With so many masters coming through the air at this time, the momentum was really shocking.
As the wind blew across the field, Yun Zhilan and Langtao led the crowd, and just like that swept over the bloody water on the ground. The two frowned, looked at their feet subconsciously, and then saw clearly the scene in the mansion, and at the same time found the person they cared about most.
Lang Tao saw His Majesty the Emperor, and found that His Majesty seemed to be in good health, but his face was a little pale. He couldn't help being overjoyed, and led his subordinates to surround the little Emperor, trying to keep him safe. At the same time, he cast a vigilant gaze on Fan Xian.
On the other side, when Yun Zhilan saw Si Gu Jian who was sitting under the stone steps with a serious injury, his face changed drastically in shock, and he hurried over, before he could speak, his knees slammed on the ground with a bang, and he knelt down.
This sword hut leader couldn't hide the strangeness of his face at all, and he didn't care how the master would punish him afterwards. Since he dared to go against the master's wishes and make a secret deal with the Northern Qi people, a sword heart has already been prepared After preparing, looking at the tragic scene in the city lord's mansion, the dead city lord and those masters in the mansion, he naturally knew who did it.
Since Master Master took action himself, he naturally expressed his attitude. What shocked Yun Zhilan was that Master Master would be injured so badly!
All the disciples in Jian Hut knelt beside Si Gu Jian, looking at the master's injury with shock and anger.
In these people's minds, the only people in this world who can be compared with Master Shizun are those few great masters. Even though Master Master has been injured for three years, the only ones who can hurt him are still the Emperor of Qing Kingdom, and The missing Ye Liuyun.
A sword hut student began to bandage Si Gu Jian's wound with trembling hands. In his heart, the master is a god-like figure, especially in terms of the word "jian", he is the absolute number one in the world, but today he unexpectedly He would be stabbed twice in the chest by someone, but who did it
The door in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion moved slightly, and the two apprentices of Jianlu helped Wang Shisanlang in. They saw the scene in front of them, and they couldn't help being shocked, especially Wang Shisanlang. Speaking of realm, holding the willow to stop everyone and helping Fan Xian enter the sword hut, he was exhausted to the extreme. If the second senior brother hadn't supported him, he might not be able to reach the city lord's mansion in time.
Last night, there was a warm spring in the Sword House, and swords were raging outside the Sword House. Everyone knew that the thirteen disciples of the Sword House were Fan Xian's good friends, but Fan Xian had kidnapped the Northern Qi Emperor and broke into the sacred and inviolable Sword House. , so everyone's hostility was directed at Thirteenth Wang.
If it wasn't for the two apprentices in Jianlu protecting him indifferently, Yun Zhilan would not have let Langtao and others do it for the sake of the dignity of the teacher. I am afraid that Shisanlang Wang can only lie on the bed today.
Of course, the most important thing for Wang Shisanlang to remain safe under the siege of so many masters is that leaf, that branch. The sword master in the hut has already expressed his attitude. The disciples who had fallen to Yun Zhilan's side could only maintain neutrality.
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Wang Shisanlang knelt beside Si Gu Jian, his lips trembled slightly, unable to say anything. Since he entered the City Lord's Mansion, he didn't look at Fan Xian because he was in a complicated mood. All these things were explained by the master, so he helped Fan Xian enter the hut. He thought that the master would have a harmonious conversation with Xiao Fan, but he didn't expect that the master would be hurt like this!
All the disciples in the Sword House knew the strength of the City Lord's Mansion and the horror of the sword in Master's hand, so they took it for granted that the person who hurt Master was definitely not from the City Lord's Mansion, but from Nanqing. people.
It's Fan Xian's person.
Yun Zhilan was the first to stand up, and looked coldly at Fan Xian and the man in black beside the stone steps. Gradually, his pupils turned cold, and his eyes passed Fan Xian, looking at the man in black, his eyes From cold to hot again.
He knew the man in black, he could even be said to be very familiar with it, because four years ago, by the Hangzhou Lake in the south of the Nanqing River, the man in black rose from the lake, stabbed himself on the side of the boat, and the two of them In the south of the Yangtze River, the pursuit and being hunted down lasted for several months.
Yun Zhilan knew the strength of this man in black, and he even always believed that, except for Master Shizun, the whole world belonged to this man in black, whose swordsmanship was the fiercest, the most vicious, and even fiercer than himself.
Yun Zhilan is already a strong man of the ninth rank, so he knows how powerful the man in black is. He doesn't need to think too much to know that in the field at this time, anyone who can hurt Master Shizun with a sword, Only the man in black.
He slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and walked towards the stone steps over there step by step. The distance between each step was so fixed, no more, no less, exactly two feet.
The sword in his hand is three feet long.
The distance between him and the shadow was thirty feet.
"Master Shadow, the real master of the Sixth Division of the Overwatch Council according to legend." Yun Zhilan said indifferently as he walked, "This is the first time I've seen your true face."
Yun Zhilan took five steps over there, getting closer to the stone steps over there, and the sword intent on his body became stronger and stronger, and his killing intent became stronger and stronger. No matter what the difference between the head disciple of Jianlu and his master regarding the future of Dongyi City, Yun Zhilan's heart is full of fear when foreign enemies attack and people from Nanqing dare to hurt his master. Killing intent, one must cut the opponent under one's own sword.
If the other party is still intact at this time, Yun Zhilan doesn't have much confidence, but he knows that even the man in black may have secretly killed the master and stabbed both of them. Sword, but the other party must have paid a huge price for it.
The disciples of Jianlu, deeply influenced by Si Gu Jian's mind, don't care about such things as bullying the weak with the strong.
Under the big green tree, the little Northern Qi emperor looked at this scene with a pale face. He wondered if there would be a conflict between Jianlu and Nanqing, and how Fan Xian would deal with these matters. In her opinion, even if Si Gu Jian wants to reach an agreement with Nan Qing, it is impossible for the man in black, whom Yun Zhilan called the shadow of the Sixth Office of the Overwatch Council, to leave alive with this great master's blood-devouring personality. .
Suddenly, the little emperor seemed to think of something, thinking of the two words mentioned in Si Gu Jian's sentence earlier, his eyes lit up, and a blush appeared on his pale cheeks.
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Fan Xian was half-kneeling beside Shadow, helping him to heal the wound on his body. The countless bloody holes cut by the sword energy are still oozing out. Fortunately, the official uniform of the Overwatch Council has some effect. Those bloody holes are not deep and do not need special treatment. A strong body should be able to stop the bleeding.
The biggest problem was in the shadow's body. Fan Xian put his palm on his back and slowly absorbed a stream of natural Qi from the sky. He carefully checked the situation inside, his expression becoming more and more serious. , After a while, he took out a pill from his bosom, fed it into the shadow's lips, then pressed his palms together, and began to heal him.
Healing Thirteen Lang the night before, having a desperate fight with Langtao and others yesterday, and having a bed fight with the little emperor last night, Fan Xian was already exhausted to the extreme, but he knew that if he didn't hurry up now, he would be afraid Shadow would die from internal bleeding.
After the incident in the Hanging Temple, Shadow followed Fan Xian for four years and never left. Although it was a superior-subordinate relationship and not too involved with the term "friend", Fan Xian knew that he couldn't do without this person. This is a kind of intimate feeling that will naturally arise after a long time of life and death.
Fan Xian lowered his eyes, but he could hear Yun Zhilan's steady footsteps getting closer. After a while, he slowly put down his hands, stood up, looked at Yun Zhilan and said, "You still want to kill me?" ?"
After a moment of silence, Yun Zhilan said: "Your life and death are decided by the master, but this person must die."
Without thinking about anything, Fan Xian slowly took off his long gown, revealing a solid black outfit underneath, then bent down, and pulled out his black dagger from between his boots.
He stood in front of the shadow.
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Fan Xian stood up, and the atmosphere in the entire courtyard changed. From the beginning to the end of today, he didn't really make a move. The only thing that was wasted was his spirit. Countless spirits were consumed by Si Gu Jian's strong will. However, standing in front of the shadow at this time, Fan Xian's spirit seemed to be lost in an instant. Reverted back into the body, indifferent and speechless, extremely powerful.
Just like facing Yan Xiaoyi back then.
Everyone knows how powerful Fan Xian is. Today's powerful officials in Nanqing are no longer young people who just entered the ninth rank when they were envoys to the Northern Qi Dynasty, but a real strong man at the ninth rank. He silently killed Killed Yan Xiaoyi, Jingdu killed Mr. Qin, retreated Haitang on the grassland, and miraculously escaped twice from the siege of several ninth-rank masters yesterday—in the history of confrontations with ninth-rank experts in the past, Fan Xian had no experience. Exception wins all.
This is not a person's name or the shadow of a tree, but a solid accumulation of confidence. Even facing Yun Zhilan, the first disciple of the Sword Cottage, Fan Xian still has no trace of fear in his heart, but just looks at him indifferently, The meaning is very clear, if you want to kill my subordinates, you have to let me kill them first.
Fan Xian and Yun Zhilan stood facing each other, but behind Yun Zhilan, more people stood up. There are a total of thirteen disciples in Jianhu, all of them are present today, only six of them stood up, but these six people, the fierce sword intent exuding from their bodies, merged with Yun Zhilan where the sword edge was, and rushed out, striking Fan Xian's face paled slightly.
Several Jianlu disciples knelt beside Si Gujian, serving in a hurry and trembling. Among them were the three and four disciples of Jianlu who had ambushed Fan Xian in the Meipu courtyard. The reason why the two Sword House masters didn't stand up was very complicated, because they knew that both Fan Xian and the man in black... would look around at Jian.
They didn't tell Yun Zhilan about this matter, because it was too involved, and they planned to secretly report to Master Shizun, but they didn't expect too many things happened in the past two days, and they didn't find any chance.
They were shocked in their hearts, and kept guessing what kind of relationship the man in black under the stone steps had with Master Shizun, and why the other party was able to hurt Master Shizun.
Wang Shisanlang didn't stand up either, he didn't go to see Fan Xian, his heart was a little confused, he didn't understand what happened, he only vaguely guessed a secret, but he couldn't speak.
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Yun Zhilan didn't know all of this. The cold-blooded assassination between Jiangnan and Yingying back then was usually just a short-lived incident. Yingying still had a hand at that time, and he didn't show his superb skill of suppressing the bottom of the box.
He just looked at Fan Xian, then clenched the sword in his hand.
Under the big green tree over there, Lord Langtao, who had been lowering his head, suddenly tightened his little finger, and the metal chain hanging around his wrist suddenly tightened.
At this moment, a cool hand rested on Langtao's wrist, preventing him from making a move.
Lang Tao frowned slightly, looking at His Majesty who stopped her, puzzled, thinking that this is a rare opportunity for Da Qi, Nan Qing and Si Gu Jian were about to reach an agreement, but at this time it was Nan Qing He stabbed Si Gu Jian, if he helped Yun Zhilan take or kill Fan Xian at this time, and then killed the man in black who stabbed Si Gu Jian, the relationship between Dongyi City and Nanqing would definitely be completely broken.
And as a warrior, Langtao is really curious, who is that man in black? Is it really the rumored number one assassin in the world, the shadow of the Overwatch Council? Could it be that this assassin was really so powerful that he was able to injure Si Gu Jian
The little emperor smiled slightly, looked at the scene of swords being tense beside the stone steps, and said softly: "Trust me, they won't be able to fight. If that's the case, why should we be such bad guys?"
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The atmosphere in the field made the parties not have the judgment of the little emperor. Facing the superposition of the sword intent of the seven ninth-rank masters, even Fan Xian began to feel difficulty breathing, and the cold sweat that had just dried up not long ago began to flow along His back dripped.
At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little awe-inspiring. The place Jianlu is indeed too weird. With so many ninth-rank masters, if Nanqing can't reach an agreement with Dongyi City and really sends troops to attack, I'm afraid the leading commanders , To always face the attack in the night.
The sword intent permeated for a moment, and Fan Xian knew that if he really made a move, it would be difficult for him to get out alive. Suddenly the corners of his lips were slightly raised, he raised his head with a smile, glanced over Yun Zhilan's iron-sharpened shoulders, looked at the Sigu sword under the stone steps, and said, "If you really want to deal with my own affairs, Outsiders meddling?"
This sentence falls into the ears of different people and has completely different meanings. Yun Zhilan thought that Fan Xian was talking about Northern Qi people, so he said indifferently, "Jianlu disciples are enough, we don't need the help of friends from the north."
Lang Tao smiled slightly under the big green tree and said, "If Mr. Fan can survive, I will personally challenge you."
And Fan Xianli ignored the replies of the two masters, and just stared at Si Gu Jian under the stone steps, because only Si Gu Jian understood the true meaning of his words. This is a war between two brothers, does it really need outsiders to intervene? When the shadow used the wind and thunder sword earlier, Fan Xian was behind the wheelchair, but he just left with the little emperor instead of joining the shadow.
Fan Xian didn't intervene. Could it be that your disciple from Jianlu can intervene in the grievances between your two brothers? Fan Xian gambled on Si Gu Jian's pride and wildness. He bet that Si Gu Jian had left a shadow on his life before, so there must be follow-up articles to do.
That being the case, how could Si Gu Jian watch his disciples miss his plan for revenge.
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Si Gu Jian slightly raised his eyelids, smiled, and sighed with some regret, as if he regretted that Fan Xian had guessed his own mind, so he couldn't see Fan Xian's true level.
The great master cast a disgusted glance at the disciples kneeling beside him, and scolded in a rustling voice: "I'm not dead, why are you in such a hurry to mourn?" I was so happy that I quickly stood up.
Si Gu Jian immediately raised his left arm and glanced at Wang Shisanlang. Wang Shisanlang is very familiar with this movement. When he descended Dadongshan, he carried it like this. After returning to Dongyi City, he still carried it like this. So he squatted down naturally.
Si Gu Jian leaned on the young disciple's broad and solid back, turned his head comfortably, and said, "Go back to the hut."
Wang Shisanlang responded in a muffled voice, then stood up with the thin master on his back, and walked outside the sword hut. It's just that his body was already in extreme condition, and the senior brothers beside him hurriedly supported him and left together.
Si Gu Jian just left without saying anything, leaving only a field of astonishment and eyes. Fan Xian looked at Yun Zhilan who was close at hand, and said, "Master Yun, you have already disobeyed Master Sword Saint several times, do you want to do it again?"
Yun Zhilan was silent for a long time, glanced at the shadow under the stone steps, and said, "Actually, I really want to recite the master, but I have too many things to recite."
"There are some things that you don't need to memorize." Fan Xian remained unmoved, and said with a smile: "Because you can't memorize it, if you don't say it when you are overwhelmed, and smash the things you want to memorize, wouldn't it be a great tragedy for everyone? ?”
Yun Zhilan pondered for a long time, and then took a serious look at the bloody water and the corpses in the city lord's mansion, especially the body of the city lord on the side of the stone steps. After a long while, his face calmed down, knowing that all his thoughts were in vain after all. I don't know what kind of magic this little Master Fan from Nanqing used. Not only did Master Master make a move, killing all the gates of the City Lord's Mansion, even after he was injured, he didn't have the slightest intention to kill these Nanqing people .
In fact, after all, the head disciple of Jianlu doesn't understand Si Gu Jian. No one in this world can persuade or induce Si Gu Jian to do anything. This great master can do whatever he wants. All of these are just his own thoughts. .
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The Sword Cottage withdrew from the City Lord's Mansion, and only the people from Northern Qi and Fan Xian were left in the field. Putting his hands behind his back, Langtao came out from under the green tree, looked at Fan Xian and said with a smile, "Master Fan is really good at tricks. With just one sentence, he can force Jianlu not to make a move. But I'm not Dong. Yi people, today is a rare opportunity, do you want to learn from each other?"
"People can't be so shameless." At this time, Fan Xian had just escaped from the danger of the sword, and he was exhausted and relaxed. He sat on the stone steps beside the shadow, without raising his head, and said with a smile: "This is you The emperor gave me a sentence today, and I will give it back to you."
"Lord Xiao Fan, I don't know who is more shameless in the world." The scimitar gold chain behind Langtao rustled slightly in the wind, and his steady voice made it even more beautiful, "Your sister is my god One of the disciples was ordered by his predecessor to be in charge of Qingshan affairs. Although Junior Sister Fan has returned to Nanqing, after all, the lineage of the teacher’s school is still there. During the season, my Qingshan disciple suffered heavy casualties on Xiliang Road, don’t you think I’m just going to be like this?”
"So you also know that you died on Xiliang Road." Fan Xian raised his head, two cold lights shot over, and said coldly: "Don't say what's wrong with Kuhe Guoshi's death, even if my sister succeeds Haitang in the future You Tianyi Sect, if you Tianyi still dare to mess with me in Nanqing, I... will continue to kill."
As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar under the green tree, and Lang Tao's eyebrows frowned, wondering why Fan Xian dared to be so tough under the current urgent situation. Although the sword hut disciples had left, the Northern Qi masters were still there. Even if Si Gu Jian didn't want to kill Fan Xian or the black-clothed master because of something, the Northern Qi people would not have any psychological barriers when they made a move.
How could this head disciple of Tianyi know what happened last night, how could he have imagined that today's Fan Xian looked at these Northern Qi masters as if he was looking at his subordinates. Your Majesty the Emperor is already mine. Is it far from being the one I am...
The little emperor under the green tree smiled, and said, "I have passed down the poems and books of the Northern Qi Dynasty to the country, so of course I won't bully the widowed by the crowd. Lord Langtao, let's go."
As soon as this remark came out, Fan Xian frowned instead. He looked at the little emperor, and suddenly asked, "Can you come here for a while?"
It is extremely rude to speak in such a tone to His Majesty the Emperor. However, what stunned everyone in the Northern Qi Dynasty was that His Majesty was not angry, but just smiled and said, "What's the matter with Fan Qing's family? Let's talk after you have rested."
Fan Xian could clearly see the indifference and slight anger on the little emperor's brows, and knew that the other party was His Majesty the Emperor after all. In front of his courtiers, he was afraid that he might make a mistake. What he said earlier was really too much. He couldn't help laughing at himself, and said, "Your Majesty, the foreign minister has something important to report."
The little emperor was silent for a long time, not knowing what kind of struggle he was doing in his heart. Today, she saw too many mysterious things that had nothing to do with power, and her mind was greatly shaken. Looking at Fan Xian's expression at this time, she thought of the even greater shock she suffered last night.
After a long time, the little emperor said indifferently: "You all go out, I have something to say to Fan Qing's family."
As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience, especially Lang Tao, who looked back at his emperor in astonishment, not knowing what the current situation was. A few days ago, His Majesty made up his mind to join hands with the Yunzhilan faction in Jianlu to kill Fan Xian in Dongyi City. Yesterday, everyone saw that Fan Xian took His Majesty into Jianlu. The hatred between the two sides It should be irreconcilable, but looking at the expressions of these two people talking at this time, it is not what everyone imagined.
Daoren He, who had been standing next to the little emperor, was also shocked. He glanced at Langtao suspiciously, waiting for his words.
Langtao took two deep breaths, waved his hand, and led the crowd out of the City Lord's Mansion. Regardless of whether he was worried that Fan Xian would be detrimental to His Majesty, since His Majesty Jinkou had issued an order, he, as a courtier, could only follow the order.
The City Lord's Mansion returned to calm again. Fan Xian stood up, walked to the little emperor's side, looked at her quietly, and suddenly said, "Don't tell me the last things you heard today, otherwise... I will tell you what I know too. .”
The little emperor's complexion changed slightly, and the cold light in his pupils flashed and then disappeared. She never thought that Fan Xian would guess her thoughts so quickly, and that Fan Xian would directly threaten her with her secrets.
The Sixth Office of the Overwatch Council is Si Gujian’s younger brother. This matter can be exploited too much. It can even shake the foundation of the Qing court and cause irreconcilable conflicts between the Qing Emperor and the Overwatch Council—Jin Yiwei of the Northern Qi Dynasty It's not for dry food. A long time ago, the little emperor knew from Wei Hua's mouth that Emperor Qing always believed that the assassination in Xuankong Temple was done by Si Gujian's little brother who was unknown to the world.
The little emperor took a deep breath. This secret is too important to Bei Qi. It can cause civil turmoil in Qing Dynasty, and it can undoubtedly turn Bei Qi back. But...Fan Xian holds a secret that is enough to make the whole world. The secret of Northern Qi's subversion.
Her face changed for a long time, and finally she said softly: "I know."
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Outside the city lord's mansion, the expressions of Langtao's people were constantly changing. They never imagined that after spending the whole night outside the Sword Hut in a state of anxiety, worrying about His Majesty's safety, His Majesty seemed to have a happy conversation with Fan Xian in the end. Feel.
Suddenly, Langtao narrowed his eyes and said, "Send an order back to Nanqing, and let Mu Peng come back."
He Daoren's complexion changed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Your Excellency suspects that Fan Xian planted poison on His Majesty?"
"Fan Xian is a master who uses poison in this world. If he hadn't planted the poison, how could he easily let His Majesty leave? Why did His Majesty agree to stay and talk with him in secret just now?" Langtao's eyes were full of anger. He said coldly, "Fan Xian is as poisonous as a snake and a scorpion, so don't take it lightly."
Langtao's resourceful reaction was not unpleasant, but he didn't know that Mu Peng had already imprisoned Fan Xian in the Seventh Division of the Overwatch Council, and he didn't even know that Fan Xian had indeed planted poison on the little emperor, but it wasn't that kind. It is a poison that can kill people, but a poison in the heart, and there is no solution at all.