The breeze came slowly, and the blood lingered. Fan Xian looked at the man wearing the hat at the corner of the alley, and vaguely guessed that the other party was a mage who was regarded as weak by martial arts masters, but unexpectedly, today he almost died at the hands of the big man because of the other party.
The figure saluted Fan Xian very politely, and then prepared to leave.
There is a distance of four feet between the two, and this sorcerer is good at wind art, so he is very confident that if he escapes, no one in the world can catch him unless the four great masters come personally, let alone Fan who is seriously injured. Leisure—the plan has failed, so it is natural to turn around and leave gracefully.
Fan Xian looked at the fellow who was still paying attention to demeanor, threw down the slender dagger, raised his left arm, and gently pulled on the spring. At the entrance of the alley, the figure clutched his throat, fell to the ground, screamed in pain and died immediately, with a delicate soul-destroying crossbow sticking out between the fingers of the dead body.
"Silly B."
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Feed Teng Zijing a pill, the arrow poison was finally cleared up, and the person has woken up, but the residual poison has not disappeared, and he must go back to the house for further treatment. Fan Xian's beautiful face was very pale at this time, and it was stained with the blood spattered by the big man. It looked particularly terrifying. He looked at Fujiko Jing who had woken up and said, "Pinch this place."
He pointed to somewhere at the base of Fujikokyo's thigh, which was the main artery.
Fujiko Jing's thigh was broken, her face was pale from the pain, sweat dripped down like soybeans, she held the root of her thigh tremblingly with her hands, touched the wound, and couldn't help screaming again. But Teng Zijing was indeed a hero, seeing Fan Xian tore off the cloth to stop the bleeding, and poured some burning powder on the wound, he never snorted again.
The most important thing about this kind of injury is within a quarter of an hour after the injury. In Fan Xian's previous life, there was a saying called Platinum Quarter of Hours. After Fan Xian dealt with it nervously, he confirmed that Fujiko Kyo's death should not be caused, and he was relieved. Almost fell to the ground.
Fujiko Jing said with great difficulty: "Master, your injury..."
Only then did Fan Xian think of his wound, and found that his right shoulder was extremely painful. He snorted in pain, transported his true energy there, and found that there was nothing wrong with his meridians, and there should be no terrible consequences, so he said, "Lie quietly. Wait a minute."
Still thinking about what to do, he walked in along the broken wall opened by the terrifying big man, and saw that there were all corpses behind the wall, most of them were archers who had been beheaded by the three brave guards. He saw the three huddled bodies with their heads smashed into pieces.
Shrinking into a ball is a symptom of being poisoned by curare, and the head must have been smashed by that terrifying big man.
After confirming the death of the three guards, Fan Xian retreated silently, sat next to Fujiko Jing, silently bandaged his wound again, and silently waited for some friends or enemies to arrive.
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The attack on Fan Xian on Niulan Street has undoubtedly become the most shocking news in Kyoto this month. The Qing Dynasty has been at peace for a long time, and Kyoto, the most benevolent place, is even stricter in Beijing. Even ordinary murder cases are rare. What's more, in broad daylight, he assassinated the eldest son of Mr. Fan Jian, the servant of the household department, in the street.
Although the eldest son has not entered the genealogy until now, this matter is different from the previous brawl case. The assassin obviously came to kill, and he actually used archers. In the capital of Kyoto, someone can use archers to kill people , This has touched the bottom line of the court's rule.
So the huge Qing Kingdom organization started to operate, and it didn't take much time to find out the "truth" of this assassination incident. This must also be thanks to Fan Xian. If he hadn't fought back during the assassination process and left all the corpses of the opponent's main force on Niulan Street, this case would probably become another mysterious murder in the history of the Qing Kingdom.
The main reason is that the big man who was disemboweled by Fan Xian like a pig was too famous, so it didn't take much effort to solve this case. At least, seeing that Dean Chen of the Overwatch Council and Mr. Fei were still not in a hurry to return to Beijing, we knew that the matter was not serious. Not very serious.
That big man was Cheng Jushu, a well-known murderer in the Northern Qi Kingdom. He practiced kung fu horizontally, making it difficult to penetrate with a sword and a spear. The beautiful snake assassin whose throat was cut off by Fan Xian was an assassin from a small vassal state, but the Overwatch Council secretly knew very well that the pair of sister assassins had actually been under the control of Northern Qi.
So the case seems to be completely clear. The mastermind behind this assassination is the Northern Qi State, but it is not known whether it is the young emperor or the respected national teacher Ku He.
The people in the capital were discussing and speculating why the Northern Qi Kingdom, which is now a sick tiger but still has some prestige, would attack Mr. Fan's family.
Although Fan Xian already has some poetic names, some flower names, and some vicious names in Beijing, he is still just an insignificant character in the eyes of the whole world. The price of the two female assassins placed in the vassal states was to kill Fan Xian, who had just entered the capital, which was hard to explain anyway.
But for those in Qing who really held power and had access to secrets, Northern Qi used a coup, a ruthless trick.
I don't know how the other party's spies found out that Fan Xian might take over the property management rights of the imperial business in the next few years, so he became the target of the struggle between His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Second Prince. If he could successfully kill Fan Xian and flee away, people would definitely suspect that this was done by the prince who was unwilling to lose his source of money, or in other words, they would suspect that the second prince killed Fan Xian on purpose to frame the prince. No matter what kind of speculation it is, it will bring about a disturbance to the government of the Qing Kingdom, and no one knows what the outcome will be.
Fan Xian is just a small person, but his life and death is a big matter. The officials of the Second Division of the Overwatch Council, every time they analyzed this, they admired their counterparts in the Northern Qi Kingdom for coming up with such a beautiful plan. It was just a small move, but it might delay the Northern Expedition that Qing Kingdom had been secretly planning.
The matter of the Northern Expedition only exists in the staff room of the Military Academy, in the planning room of the Overwatch Council, and in the mind of His Majesty the Emperor, whether to fight or not to fight is ultimately a word from His Majesty, so the Northern Qi has been living under this shadow. They choose Taking action at this time is really a very smart move - the premise of course is that Fan Xian can be successfully killed without leaving any clues.
It's just that Bei Qi didn't expect that this seemingly insignificant character would possess such great strength. The four guards around Fan Xian are all Si Nanbo's "private possession", and all of them have the strength of the fifth rank, so they can clean up the archers when they are poisoned by arrows - of course, the most terrifying one is that The beautiful illegitimate son was able to kill two female assassins known for their poisonous accuracy and the eighth-rank expert Cheng Jushu under siege!
As for the mage, no one cares, it's just tasteless.
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"The joint booklet of the Overwatch Council and the Ministry of Punishment has been released, and it is confirmed that it was made by Bei Qi, and the thread connected to it has also been pulled out—the second prince asked you to meet on the Liujing River, he thought you liked Si Li Miss Li, that's why I chose Zuixianju, but no one would have guessed that Zuixianju was actually a hidden stake in the capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty."
Sinanbo Fan Jian sat in the dark bedroom, looked at his son lying on the bed, and said calmly: "I know you are very angry, but since you have nothing to do, those assassins died at your hands, Let’s forget about that.”
"Forget it?" Fan Xian felt a slight chill in his heart, and asked instead, "Where's Si Lili?"
"On the way to the north, he was stopped by people from around the Overwatch Council, and he is currently being escorted back to Kyoto."
"I hope she doesn't die." Fan Xian's voice was very cold.
Fan Jian smiled: "It's never easy for people under the supervision of the Overwatch Council to die."
"Do you think it's really that simple?" Fan Xian suddenly asked his father with a smile.
"What do you think is different?"
"Those archers...how did they sneak into the capital? I've heard that the bodies of those archers were cremated the next day. Is there someone who is afraid of finding something from these people?" Fan Xian turned his head with some difficulty. Turning sideways, he said, "I know you don't want me to know these things, because you are afraid that I can't help but take revenge, but I think I have the right to know who wants my life."
Fan Jian looked at him coldly and said, "You should be clear that on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor, I have a part of the secret power. Although this power is far less powerful than the Overwatch Council, it is also professional enough, but... we still cannot find out who is related to Bei Qi. Who is the collusion, the object of suspicion is not limited to the crown prince and the second prince, it even includes the prime minister and the eldest princess."
"Since you can't figure out who the real enemy is... then don't make too much noise and make too many enemies for yourself." Fan Jian continued: "This is my advice to you, I hope you can accept it."
Fan Xian nodded, touched the injury on his shoulder again, frowned, took a few breaths and replied, "I will find a way to find out about this matter."
Fan Jian was very satisfied with his son's attitude, and after a few words of comfort, he left the bedroom.
After his father left, Fan Xian's eyes suddenly became quiet. Looking at a corner of the dark room, he asked with a trace of resentment, "Why didn't you take action that day?"
Wu Zhu came out from the darkness, the black cloth was still covering his eyes, and there was no wrinkle on the black cloth, just like his face that never expressed expression.