Chapter 37 Lu Zhongke

When Wang Shisanlang's palm broke and shed willows and Fan Xian turned into a butterfly tree, Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan did not look at each other at all, and they also felt the regret and fear in each other's hearts.

Only then did they understand why Fan Xian was discovered in the middle of the mountain, but he didn't want to retreat, but instead ran towards Jianlu, so that he could stop the Northern Qi emperor by chance. It turned out that from the beginning, Fan Xian's target was Jianlu. When he came today, he was going to enter Jianlu and see Jianlu everywhere!

In the air, Wolf Peach roared wildly, the metal chains on his wrists clattered, and two scimitars slashed towards Fan Xian's back like two golden lights, because he knew that Fan Xian could never be allowed to hold His Majesty into the depths of the sword hut. Once the other party was separated from his own eyes, no one knew what kind of terrifying ending would be for the Northern Qi Dynasty!

Moreover, he believed that His Majesty, who was restrained by Fan Xian, was young, but his experience over the past few years had proved that he had too many visions and wisdom beyond mortals. Since His Majesty decided that Fan Xian would not hurt him, Lang Tao would bet on this, and attack Fan Xianzhi would definitely save him, forcing him to withdraw!

Two golden lights slashed towards Fan Xian's empty sect, while the long sword in Yun Zhilan's hand was extremely quiet, hiding in the gaps in the two golden lights in a steady and peaceful manner, stabbing towards Fan Xian's neck. The sword light was spitting out loud, like a silver snake spitting out a letter, with the sword intent extremely sharp!

The sword intent of this sword is actually very similar to the sword intent that Wang Shisanlang hugged Yang Heng in the previous moment. Both of them are the most vivid and striking attacks in the four-gua sword, and they are all the attacks that are completely different from those of Lang Tao. He cares about the life and death of the Northern Qi Emperor, but he does not believe in the judgment of the Northern Qi Emperor. However, he has great reasons not to let Fan Xian enter the sword hut because his master is in the hut!

For different reasons, the two top nine-grade strong men made the same determination and at the same time used their own tricks. At all costs, they even risked Fan Xian to kill the Northern Qi emperor and slashed towards the huge empty sect behind Fan Xian!

At this time, the four people in the space were flying like birds, flying above a stone yard in the front yard of Jianlu. Time seemed to be still in this moment.

Fan Xiandi held the Northern Qi Emperor in his hand. Although he held a black dagger in his right hand, he could not stop the coldness behind him from invading.

The wolf peach and Yun Zhilan behind him floated in the air, and the swords and swords broke through the air silently, but the breath interfered with each other, making a heart-pounding squeaking and cold sound.

At this time, if Fan Xian did not abandon himself, he would have to die. But if he turned to save himself, he would probably suffer severe injuries, and the Emperor of Northern Qi would definitely be out of his control.

So Fan Xian chose not to do anything, but still followed the inherent flight trajectory and rushed towards the second door of the cottage. He didn't care about the scimitar and straight sword behind him!

Because he left Kyoto, came to Dongyi, entered the mountain residence, and rushed straight into the sword house. He all based on one judgment and one confidence. He didn't believe that the other party would watch this scene happen after giving so much sincerity!

This matter has nothing to do with luck. It is entirely Fan Xian’s judgment of the situation in the world, his insight into people’s hearts, and his confidence in that old monster.

Things were as he wished. When the sword was half a foot away from his back, the door three feet away in front of him creaked open, and the second door of the sword hu opened in front of Fan Xian, who was fleeing, welcomed his arrival.

Fan Xian rushed in with the Emperor of Northern Qi, and then the door closed with a bang, locking Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan outside, locking the two scimitars and the long sword outside.

The door of the thatched cottage is often just a symbolic separation, and the material is mostly made of hay and wooden strips. Such a fragile door is snatched in front of that moment, and blocked Fan Xian and the two masters behind him.

How can such a door stop the red-eyed Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan?

At this time, the ground outside Jianlu was in chaos. A dozen streams of lights were scattered, avoiding the willow tree. Wang Shisanlang abandoned the willow and became independent. Everyone ignored him and just turned his nervous gaze to the gate of Jianlu. They all clearly saw Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan, the two powerful men, chasing Fan Xian into the thatched hut.

However, just a moment later, everyone was shocked by the next scene and couldn't speak.

Only two muffled groans were heard, and the two figures flew back miserably. They were Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan. When they attacked the sword hut, they were imposing, but at this time they retreated at a faster speed. The situation was very embarrassing!

I saw Lang Tao turning a few tendons in the air, and his whole body was at its peak. Two scimitars protected their whole body like rain. A golden light covered his front body, and I don’t know what invisible power it was resisting.

Yun Zhilan lowered his eyebrows and calmed his breath, raised his knee slightly, stretched his legs backward, and flattened his sword at the eyebrows. He was extremely respectful and did not dare to exert his breath. He just barely used the pure and innocent energy in his body to resist, retreating very quickly, and did not dare to stop at all!

The wolf peach was spinning faster and faster in the air, and the two swords became more and more urgent, and finally turned into two streams of light. He could only hear a loud shout, and the two swords slashed down. After a muffled sound, he stopped.

A branch was cut into two pieces by him and fell to the ground weakly. After Lang Tao held it up, he raised his eyebrows and forced himself to retreat, but his chest became stuffy. Finally, he was shocked by the endless killing intention on the branch and killed his heart veins and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yun Zhilan retreated faster, more thoroughly and more respectful than Lang Tao. He had never thought about using the sword in his hand to resist anything. He was forced to retreat fifteen feet away, and then knelt on the ground with one knee, holding the sword with trembling hands.

A green leaf attached to his sword body.

Everyone was shocked in the field. Seeing these two powerful men trying to capture Fan Xian, they didn't expect that the people in the hut would force the two powerful men back with just a branch and a leaf.

There are only a few people in this world who have such an unfathomable realm, and the master in the sword hut is obviously one of them. It seems that the disturbance outside the sword hut finally alarmed the violent sword saint.

The four-guard sword cut a branch and picked a leaf, and forced the two top ninth-grade strong men in the world to retreat. The realm of the great master is indeed much beyond the ordinary.

However, this great master was still partial, so he threw it at his eldest disciple with a leaf, while the branch hit the wolf peach was a piece of tree.

When Yun Zhilan saw the green leaf flying out of the second gate, he was frightened and knew how to retreat, but Lang Tao had an infinite desire to fight against the branch, and he forced himself to fight against the branch. So Lang Tao was injured and vomited blood. In the moment of lightning, this was how things happened.

Sigu Jian, who had been silent for nearly three years and had been hiding in the hut for three years, finally made a move today. If he didn't, he would be so shocking. He was so shocking that he was all over the world!

Outside the grass gate, all the disciples of Jianlu knelt on the ground with a whistle and bowed to the direction of Jianlu to pay their respects. Those disciples who had participated in the control of Wang Shisanlang felt even more fear and strong uneasiness, and subconsciously began to look for the figure of the eldest brother with their eyes, just as written in many novels, among the combinations that were best at taking the blame. The character of the eldest brother must have the most blame, such as Monkey.

Yun Zhilan half-kneeled on the ground, his face calm, but the lichen sleeves on his forearm trembled slightly as if they were blown by the wind, revealing his true emotions deep in his heart at this time. He didn't know when Master Zun came to the front of the sword hut, nor did he know what Master Zun had about his actions, but he only knew that he had to do this. Even Master Zun did not allow it.

Daoren He held the injured Lang Tao. The masters of Northern Qi looked at Jianlu closed the gate with shock. They didn't know what was happening inside and what was going to happen. Why did Sigujian help Fan Xian hold the Emperor hostage? Your Majesty is still safe at this time. They were anxious, but under the reputation of Sigujian, they did not dare to rush in to save people.

The most powerful Lord Lang Tao among them is no match for Sigujian to throw a piece of branch on the ground. This gap in strength cannot be made up with determination and courage.

Lang Tao slowly wiped away the blood stains from the corners of his lips. He looked coldly at the depths of Jianlu, and a very complicated emotion flashed in his eyes, as if he felt that something was a little beyond his expectations.

He fell heavily on the hard bluestone ground. Fan Xian's toes shrank in an instant when they hit the ground. He bounced up with the force. His palm had already let go of the little emperor's hand and raised it. He held the black dagger with his right wrist hanging down, half-squatting on the ground, staring at the wooden door behind him.

In such a short time, he forced his position to change, prepared his killer move, and made a gesture of fighting against a rabbit. It has to be said that Fan Xian’s current strength is indeed quite strong.

If Yun Zhilan and Lang Tao break in at this time, Fan Xian will at least not be as embarrassed as before, but will instead give the opponent a thunderous blow.

But after a long time, the grass door that seemed to be weak was still closed calmly, and no one broke into the door, and even the sound outside the door gradually became weaker. This grass door was too ordinary, and it seemed that it could lock all the wind, rain and blood outside the door, allowing the people inside to become united, settled in the hut, and seek the joy of escaping the world.

After a long time, Fan Xian slowly stood up, squinted his eyes and looked at the door, knowing that since Yun Zhilan and Lang Tao had not entered before, they would not have the courage to make a second attempt at least in a short period of time.

There was no need to think about it at all. He also knew why. Although Jianlu was a holy land of martial arts, for Yun Zhilan, the only place where he could drive him out was the master of Jianlu, the master with a strange temperament.

Fan Xian was not surprised. The reason why he chose to rush to Jianlu before was that Sigujian would not see him suffer a great loss. He was just curious about what kind of techniques Sigujian used to express his attitude.

The sword hut was quiet. Fan Xian turned around and found that the little emperor of Northern Qi was half sitting on the bluestone floor, holding his feet. It seemed that the previous impact had hurt him. Fan Xian was not in the mood to care about him, but just looked around calmly, but no trace of anyone was found.

He did not see the branch and the green leaf, but in the moment he turned around, a familiar figure was vaguely captured from the corner of his eyes. It was this figure that made him feel a little strange. Today, when he came to Jianlu, he certainly didn't dare to carry a shadow. Who was that figure? If it was Sigujian, why would he feel familiar?

On the bluestone floor, there were grass clippings moving slowly in the wind, and the noise outside the hut seemed to have become a story from many years ago. Fan Xian walked to the little emperor of Northern Qi, stretched out his hand to help him up, and then walked towards the third door in the inner part of Jianlu.

Just as the two of them were less than three steps away from the door, the grass gate was slowly pulled open from inside. A boy stretched out his head, his eyes turned endlessly, swept Fan Xian and the little emperor of Northern Qi twice, and said with a smile: "Who are the surname Fan and Zhan?"

"I am the Emperor of Northern Qi." The little emperor of Northern Qi looked pale. It seemed that the injury on his ankle made him feel a little unbearable, but inside the sword hut, he still habitually spoke first.

Fan Xian felt very strange at this time. He didn't know what he would encounter in this sword hut. He smiled slightly and said, "Then I only have the surname Fan."

The boy laughed happily when he heard the two of them claiming their surnames, opened the grass door completely, and saluted respectfully. He said, "Please follow me, two distinguished guests, the room is still inside."

The boy turned around to lead the way, but the brow of the little emperor of Northern Qi in Fan Xian's arms frowned. He had been in Dongyi City for several days and entered the hut several times. He was not unfamiliar with this road, but he had never seen the real person of Sigujian. Today, Fan Xian broke through himself and Yun Zhilan to block the hut and forced himself into the hut. It seemed that Sigujian was not only not angry, but also wanted to meet the two of them.

As soon as he thought about this, the little emperor of Northern Qi became solemn and he vaguely realized that something was wrong.

Fan Xian's eyes were betting behind the boy. The boy was carrying a long sword behind him, which looked completely inconsistent with his thin figure.

Soon, the boy took the two to a room deep in the sword hut. After another servant brought hot water to eat, he retreated and left the quiet room for Fan Xian and the little emperor of Northern Qi.

The host had never spoken to meet. The two guests had to passively accept the arrangement. The problem was that at this time, deep in the sword hut, the room was extremely quiet. Fan Xian and the little emperor of Northern Qi were alone in the quiet room, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange.

Fan Xian walked to the window, opened the window and looked out. At a glance, he saw the big pit in the middle of the Huizi courtyard, with his pupils slightly shrunk.

At this time, the little emperor of Northern Qi was sitting by the bed behind him, staring at his back coldly and said, "Fan Xian, there is only you and me at this time. I have anything to say."

Fan Xian did not look back and replied softly: "I believe Sigujian can hear any words you and I say very clearly... However, I am really curious, why did you guess I was hiding in Lili's room."

The little emperor of Northern Qi smiled strangely, but instead said, "I'm very surprised, why did you guess that I know your whereabouts and arrange for someone to kill you."

Fan Xian shrugged, took his eyes back from the various sword branches in the big pit, turned around and looked at the little emperor of Northern Qi and said quietly: "This question is not to be explained. Actually, I am just a little angry. Why do you become so stupid and childish now?"

He slowly lowered his eyes and said, "Have you ever thought about what price the world will pay for after killing me?"

The little emperor frowned, not sure whether it was because of the unbearable pain in his ankle or because Fan Xian gave him such an inappropriate evaluation.

Fan Xian walked back from the window, sat on the stool in front of the bed, looked at the little emperor's face calmly, and suddenly said, "You are not young anymore, but I still habitually regard you as a little emperor."

When he spoke to the Northern Qi Emperor, he seemed to be speaking to an ordinary person. The attitude and emotions expressed by Fan Xian really shocked the heart of the Northern Qi Emperor. This is not a matter of strength, but a sense of equality rooted in the deepest part of his bones and blood. Even if it is Lang Tao or Yun Zhilan, he will still be extremely respectful when facing the Northern Qi Emperor. No one will regard the respect of the king as nothing like Fan Xian.

Fan Xian quietly looked at the little emperor's pretty and ordinary face, but his thoughts were floating where he floated. He knew better than anyone in the world that this little emperor was powerful. He was still young a few years ago, and he had already made the first arrangement in the Jiangnan area of ​​Qing Kingdom. Whether Fan Xian or the eldest princess controls the inner treasury in the future, he would get some benefits from it. For example, the death of Shen Chong, the commander of the Northern Qi Jinyiwei, the little emperor used Uesugi Tiger and won three goals at one stroke. It has to be said that the emperor's heart is like a mirror and he knows it himself.

However, Fan Xian could not understand what the other party would want to kill him. If the young emperor of Northern Qi could kill himself through the hands of the eldest princess and then help the eldest prince ascend the throne, it would be of great benefit to Northern Qi... But now three years have passed, and if he killed himself in Dongyi City, Northern Qi could not stay out of the matter.

"Killing you in Dongyi City will at least force Dongyi City to be unable to surrender to Qing." The little emperor looked at Fan Xian coldly, as if he was not afraid to explain something in front of him. "As for your death, will you anger the Nanqing court, it is not within my consideration... Could it be that if you don't die, your emperor will not use troops to my Great Qi?"

The little emperor sneered: "Since you cannot stop the war from breaking out, and if you die, you can at least let Dongyi City attack me. Why don't I do such a good thing?"
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