Chapter 79: Looking down on the Prison Break

After hiding the pill, Fan Xian twitched his nose. For some reason, his mind began to get excited. The domineering true energy in his body began to flow rapidly along his unique broad meridians. It seemed that every pore on his body was opened, and he greedily absorbed the vital energy that might be there or not in the world.

The faint smell of ephedra leaves made Fan Xian very excited.

After taking off the modified tiger guard long sword from the table, it had become unrecognizable. After weighing the heavy feel, Fan Xian carefully tied the knife to his back with a cloth belt to maintain the most convenient angle to use the knife. As for the slender black dagger on his legs, it seemed that it had become a part of his body over the years, and there was no need to pay attention to anything.

With a creaking sound, the door was pushed open. Wang Qinian walked in, bowed to Fan Xian, and said something to him. Fan Xian nodded, glanced at the remaining work on the table, and signaled him to start.

Wang Qinian smiled embarrassedly: "My craftsmanship is much worse than that of adults."

Fan Xian cursed: "You have never seen my look after makeup. How do you know that your skills are worse than mine? You were a wanted thief in many countries back then. Can't you disguise yourself?"

"Isn't the one sitting next door taken care of by your own hands?" Wang Qi said with a flattery: "Hey, others don't know about that skill. In the eyes of the Xiaguan, the lord is a banished immortal from heaven."

"It's all nonsense." Fan Xian sat on the stool and smiled, "In the wild fairy temples offered next to Kyoto, which clay looks better than me."

One is thick-skinned, the other is thicker-skinned. The two of them made such a few nonsense effectively dispelled the last trace of tension left in Fan Xian's heart. As his closest subordinate, Wang Qinian has never played an important role in addition to following outside Cangzhou City and recently being responsible for intelligence contact. Fortunately, he has the ability to support him, which can make Fan Xian more relaxed.

Wang Qinian picked up the knife, shaved it on Fan Xian's eyebrows, and then took a cube of wet gray surface with good water from the table, and began to repair it on Fan Xian's face. He felt that the stickiness and color were still somewhat different from the skin of Lord Tisi's facial skin. He couldn't help but frowned and said, "It's better to have a stick face."

Fan Xian sighed and said, "Where can I find it? The day before, I stole into an official's house and took some makeup powder and rouge, which was quite effective."

In a large mansion in the south of the city, there were torches raised in the vast courtyard, and more than a dozen men in black who were covered in head to toe were waiting silently. On the other side of the courtyard, a middle-aged man on the Taishi Chair was closing his eyes and pondering. His right hand was on the smooth black chair and gently rubbed his hands. His feet seemed casual, but in fact they were as solemn as the mountain stepped on the bluestone bricks.

This is Uesugi General Uesugi who has resisted the barbarians for seven years in the north of Qi State. Like a handful of famous generals today, the Northern Qi army has the strongest strength and the highest reputation.

After a while, Uesugi Tiger slowly opened his tiger's eyes, and two terrifying cold lights looked at the person kneeling in front of him. Jingjing said, "Since the palace does not leave me a way out, I will not sit and wait for death. Be careful when you go here. Although the people in the south want to sell me one, who knows what they have in mind."

His voice was not loud, but it was extremely thick, buzzing like a bell ringing. You can imagine that this famous general of this generation had a strong internal strength.

The one who knelt in front of him was Tan Wu, who had been living in the capital, who had been depressed by Gundam in front of the mission that day, held his fists and said, "Master, the Southern people are cunning. You must be careful."

Uesugi Tsuki said: "I will have my own qualities." When he entered the palace for the last time today, the young emperor still did not give him a clear letter. The empress dowager insisted on imprisoning Sean. Uesugi Tsuki was worried about the safety of his adopted father, so he had no choice but to prepare for this unjust thing.

"The descendants of the Zhan family will indeed not miss any opportunity." Uesugi Tuo smiled bitterly. If it weren't for the adoptive father knowing the secret, he thought that the young emperor would definitely sell his favor. However, although the young emperor was a little feminine, he still retained the magnificence left by General Zhan Qingfeng in his bones, and could enhance national strength in a short period of time. He would not miss the opportunity to lead the south to unify the world.

Therefore, the adoptive father Sean could not have come out of that prison alive. Thinking of the adoptive father's miserable experience over the past decades, this famous general who was recalled to Beijing was also depressed.

"Go." He waved his hand gently, and then returned to the backyard, where the lady was anxious to prepare the gift for the Queen Mother's birthday in the next few days.

"Yes." Tan Wu knelt halfway on the ground and took the order and left.

In a private house outside Chongwu Gate in Shangjing, there is an extremely inconspicuous small courtyard. The dense and narrow streets and alleys are interspersed in this residential area. Even the old people in Shangjing will be in danger of getting lost. The yard dozens of feet away is planted with trees in the north. The trees are tall and sword-like, and the slightly white bark is very obvious in the night. Fortunately, it has already entered the summer at this time, and the rain is abundant this year, and the branches and leaves are particularly lush.

Fan Xian carefully regulated his true energy, strongly controlled his heart veins, allowing his body wrapped in black to integrate with the surrounding environment, ensuring that no one could discover him. His eyes looked through the palm-sized leaves, looking at the house on the right side of his body, and calmly waited for Uesugi to rescue Sean to begin his operation.

Sean was locked in that small yard. This was the news that the Supervision Bureau had spent a lot of effort to find out. However, tonight, there were only Uesugi Tsubaki's death soldiers and Yan Bingyun's children who had returned to the darkness. I just didn't know if Xinyang would send any experts to assist.

In Shangjing, Uesugi Tiger violated the heavenly rule. No matter whether he succeeded in the end, the relationship between the Northern Qi royal family and the military would fall to the brink of breaking. Thinking of this, Fan Xian, who was lying on the branch like a koala, couldn't help but admire a noble man in the south.

Although the eldest princess is a crazy woman, she is indeed a very powerful crazy woman. From the day she sold Yan Bingyun backhand, it seems that even after all the changes, no matter how they change, the Qing Dynasty court will gain great benefits. This woman is really not simple.

The night gradually became deeper, and the courtyard under the tall trees was still quiet. The baby by the river in the distance was crying. The old horses in the carriage were chewing and eating hay weakly. The stars in the sky hid in the clouds. The leaves beside them rubbed their bodies pity in the night wind. This night seemed like every night in the capital, without a trace of strangeness.

Without warning, Fan Xian, who was lying on the branch, opened his eyes and looked at the house below.

The jailbreak has begun!

A carriage slowly drove to the door of the courtyard. At the same time, a small cart covered in gray cloth also quietly pushed to the back wall of the courtyard. The defense forces in the courtyard did not seem to have found any abnormalities, but Fan Xian, who was looking down on the world from a high tree, clearly saw these measures.

A middle-aged man got off the carriage, and at the same time Fan Xian found that several black shadows had disappeared around the courtyard.

"Who!" The Jinyiwei, who was responsible for guarding Sean, was extremely vigilant. Half of his body was exposed from the wall, and he held a heavy crossbow arrow in his hand and pointed it at the middle-aged man standing at the gate of the courtyard.

The middle-aged man was Tan Wu, who Fan Xian had met before. He smiled and opened his mouth to speak, suddenly two black lights flashed, one left and one right, two deadly crossbow arrows passed through the throat of the Jinyiwei, and blood flew everywhere!

The Jinyiwei seemed to have two more iron bars on his neck, which looked extremely bloody!

"Attack!" Tan Wu issued the order softly, but responded to him with a loud noise. A strong man came out of the carriage, about eight feet tall, holding a big hammer in his hand, strided to the entrance of the courtyard. When the muscles of his right arm burst out, he actually smashed down at the entrance of the courtyard. Judging from his power, the wooden door of the courtyard should have immediately turned into countless pieces of broken wood.

The loud noise made the people in the field deafening!

Sure enough, there were many broken pieces of wood splashing, but the door... was not broken! It turned out that there was a layer of steel plate in the wooden door! Fan Xian, who was tall on the tree, was slightly shocked. The place where the Jinyiwei of the Northern Qi Dynasty was detained was indeed not that simple.

In an instant, the Jinyiwei in the courtyard had already reacted and began to concentrate his hands at the entrance of the courtyard. With the strong man's hammering waves, even the door made of the steel plate began to creak and tremble, as if he could no longer withstand a few hammers!

A shout of killing sounded, and more than a dozen men in black climbed up the wall and killed the Jinyiwei inside. The martial arts of these men in black were of good quality, but the most powerful one was the blood-killing intention contained in the moves. Each move was a combination of wind and thunder, and they sacrificed their lives. These Jinyiwei, who had been guarding the prosperous land of Shangjing for many years, were not the opponents of these soldiers in the army. The blood was covered in the night and they were immediately killed and retreated.
Chapter completed!