Chapter 44 Begonia

But things always went beyond everyone's expectations. At the beginning of this sensation and the storm-like offensive began, one hand and a soft and white hand stretched out from the grass!

Just like the hands of a cute little girl catching a fireflies, her index finger and thumb gently folded her index finger and closed the poison needle that Fan Xian shot out between her fingers.

Then the figure flew up from the grass, as if a little afraid of Fan Xian's indomitable stab, floating backwards, but it was free to turn around, avoiding the tearing airflow brought out from the sharp part of the black dagger like a gust of wind.

Seven long swords arrived, like the wind and snow, covering everywhere. The figure flew up wonderfully, dancing quietly among the seven long swords like snowflakes. Finally, when I stepped on the most powerful knife with my toes, my body suddenly retreated four feet and stood quietly on the grass.

Gao Da groaned, put away the knife and returned, and stopped Fan Xian and Sean with the other six tiger guards, fearing that the master would suddenly attack.

It was a woman, a woman with a flower towel on her head, a basket in her elbow, and some fresh mushrooms in the basket.

To be precise, this is a village girl.

But everyone knows that it is impossible to break Fan Xian's poisonous needle, avoid the sting that condensed his entire body's skills, and can escape under the surrounding of seven snow-like swords... It is definitely not as simple as a village girl.

Fan Xian found out that the northern spy leader behind him, Sean, who did not blink even when facing death, had seen the village girl, his eyes trembled twice. Fan Xian was slightly shocked. Who was this female master lurking in the grass?

He walked forward, and the seven tiger guards moved out of the middle position. Gundam lowered his head and stepped back, held the long sword in his hands, and guarded Shaun's back. He could send a thunderous blow at any time, cutting Shaun's head off.

"Miss, are you?" Fan Xian looked at the woman and asked softly, with a scent of spring breeze on his face.

The woman raised her head and looked very different. She could not be considered a beauty, but her eyes were extremely bright, as if she reflected the colors of the meadows and the blue sky and earth she saw in the eyes, clear and bright, extremely straight.

Fan Xianwei was lost and bowed and said, "I am an official of the Qing State Supervision Bureau. I am ordered to take the revenge to Qi State. I don't know why the girl is here. I offended her before, so please don't get angry."

This village girl, this unfathomable village girl, is better than Fan Xian. Fan Xian is a gentle man on the outside and shameless and gloomy inside, so he smiles all over his face and says something he doesn't believe much. He knows what the other party is here to do, and the other party also knows that he knows this fact. But he insists on saying it is glamorous and extremely innocent.

The village girl smiled slightly, but her cheeks, which were not so beautiful, looked extremely vivid because of this smile. The floral scarf on her head that seemed vulgar and began to feel a kind feeling. She looked down at the thin needle between her fingers, and after a while, she said: "For the first time I knew that Mr. Fan's weapon was actually a thin needle."

Since the other party had already called his surname, Fan Xian couldn't bear it even if he pretended to be hypocritical, so he had to touch his nose and smile bitterly: "Do I recognize it easily? Or is my fame so great that even the Northland knows it?"

"A generation of poetic immortals is naturally heard of in the world... This poetic immortal suddenly became Lord Tisi of the Qing State Supervision Bureau. Naturally, no one would not know about such a ridiculous but shocking thing in the world."

The village girl raised the fine needle in her hand and looked at the sky. Her eyes narrowed and narrowed into a crescent moon. She looked at the thin needle against the background of the blue sky, which looked like the flying swords that the legendary fairies were stepping on.

"Ah. It's actually an ordinary sewing needle." The village girl seemed surprised by this discovery. There was actually a hole in the ground-threaded eye behind the poison needle.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, thinking that this was what his sister prepared for him. Of course, it was a sewing needle. He suddenly asked with concern: "Girl, do we still have to chat like this? Mr. Xiao is bleeding a lot, and I'm afraid he doesn't want to listen."

Sean smiled slightly.

The village girl smiled and said, "Don't you set up a plan to kill him?"

Fan Xian smiled gently and said, "Wrong, it was the Northern Qi rebels who intend to rob prisoners and destroy the peace agreement between the two countries. During the war, Mr. Sean unfortunately died of a trap."

The village girl laughed and pointed at Fan Xian’s nose with her waist, which looked like the peasant women in the fields: “Mr. Fan not only wrote good poems, but even lies, but he still kept his face in his face. It turns out that he is the legendary Tianzhi master.”

"How dare, how dare?" Fan Xian's face did not change, and he still looked at the village girl's face softly, and said softly: "The girl is the legendary Tianzhi master. I am just a very diligent lucky person."

The village girl's expression changed slightly, and she looked at Fan Xian with greater interest, and the venue fell into silence.

Suddenly, an early bird flew to the meadow nearby, as if it had smelled some danger and blood, and immediately flew away in shock. She laughed slightly and introduced herself, "My name is Duoduo."

"Begonia?"

“That’s right.”

Haitang, the most outstanding figure among the younger generation of Northern Qi, the apprentice of the master Ku He, and the legendary most likely Tianzhi. In the Supervisory Office, Yan Ruohai once reminded Fan Xian that Fan Xian was full of expectations that the other party should not be a woman, but he did not expect that the other party... Sure enough, he was still a woman.

Fan Xian's face was calm and seemed to have no reaction. He still said gently: "Miss Haitang is coming to pick up Mr. Xiao back home?" Although he knew the other party's identity, he covered his shock in his heart very well. He smiled and looked back at the battlefield below the meadow, staring at Shaun at the battlefield below, and said softly: "I didn't expect to meet you so soon."

This woman named Haitang is clearly one of the top figures in the world, but she turned herself into a village girl and smiled and said, "It's better to call me Duoduo, it sounds more pleasant."

At this moment, Sean suddenly hissed, "You are not the Heavenly Veiners, they are just two little brats who like to fight."

Fan Xian said intimidated, knowing that although this old man is no longer as brave as before, he is not bad at looking at things. It is really a lot to be aware of himself and this "village girl" here.

At this moment, Haitang said respectfully to Xiaoen, who was sitting on the meadow with a dejected ji, and said, "According to the order of the family teacher, come to escort Lord Xiao back to Beijing."

Fan Xian frowned, his hands naturally hung beside his body, and said softly: "Before leaving the border, Haitang... Miss Duoduo, I'm worried a little earlier."

He shook his head and waved his hand. The six tiger guards behind him immediately changed their formation and formed a assault, aiming at the opponent with himself as an arrow. Gundam behind him was already thrusting his arms, ready to use a lightning-like knife to cut off the dying Sean's head.

A strange smile flashed in Haitang's eyes, and his fingers relaxed. The poisonous needle fell silently into the grass. The corner of the coarse cloth dress she was wearing was trembling slightly in the morning breeze, and he said softly: "Is Mr. Fan going to kill someone in front of me?"

Fan Xian smiled, and didn't know how many thoughts had changed in his heart. He looked at the other party's eyes and knew that the other party was not here to stop him from killing... I was afraid he was here to see him killing. I don't know what kind of secret Sean actually had, but he could actually make Master Kuhe's principle of not being involved in the world for many years, and sent this woman who obviously had the highest power of the ninth grade to act as a killer.

In this world, sometimes you need to make very difficult judgments in a very short time. Fan Xian spent a lot of effort to lure Sean into a dead end and create a good opportunity for the current killing - but in this moment, he not only had to give up his original plan, but also had to do the opposite!

Undoubtedly, this is a ridiculous and nonsense choice, so ordinary people are afraid that they will be sad about their own mental disorder.

But Fan Xian is a person who is brave enough to give up. Since this plan failed to successfully trap Yan Xiaoyi in the net, killing Sean or not is no longer a very important thing, not to mention that he is also very interested in the secret in Sean's heart. So he smiled strangely and rushed towards the Begonia girl wearing a flower turban on her head and a basket between her elbows, and at the same time issued an order to let seven tiger guards cover Sean to retreat towards the Black Rider.

Sneak, sneak, sneak... There are seven sounds of breaking the wind, which sounded in sequence. Just above this meadow, even the morning breeze seemed to be cut into countless fragments by the slender black poisonous dagger. The fragments of true energy were like countless broken blades, flying around the crabapple flower cloth headscarf.

Fan Xian was very satisfied with his seven combos. Although he was chasing him overnight, his body was already a little tired. But when facing the most outstanding character among the younger generation in the world, especially the most naturally disgusted xx character when he was reading novels in his previous life, Fan Xian finally stimulated all the potential in his body and cut out a few extremely dazzling swords.

Like seven black lotus flowers, it bloomed next to the hair of this woman named Begonia, but then disappeared faintly and weakly.

Haitang smiled and held a simple-style short sword in his hand. There were still grass clippings beside the sword. The grass clippings with green crumbs and juice were wonderfully formed on the sword surface.
Chapter completed!