Lu Xian took Yan Xiaoyi and slipped out of the palace gate, there was a short silence in the middle, and Lu Xian suddenly spoke: "The people of Yongling are really rich. ”

Suzaku Street has closed, and the streets are deserted, but they are clean and tidy under the guise of signboards, and the paving equipment is neat and orderly, and there is no debris to be seen on the bluestone pavement except for a little dust.

"Xiliang is not withering, where does the head of the sect come from. Yan Xiaoyi accosted absentmindedly.

Lu Xiandao: "Whether the people in a place are rich or not, the first thing is the living conditions. You see this street, although it is adjacent to the palace, it can be kept clean and tidy every day, which is a sign of abundance, that is, you don't have to worry about survival, you just know how to enjoy ......"

Speaking of this, he sighed: "Great Xia is in the north of the wilderness, civil wars are frequent, and the prosperity of the country is still there, I have to say, Ji Tiansheng is really a good emperor, no wonder her reputation among the people is so high...... I really don't know, if Xiliang pretends to take refuge, after ten years, he will still have the ability to compete for the world. ”

Yan Xiaoyi didn't speak, the role he played was an inferior person who didn't know anything about this, just an ordinary person. An ordinary person can be straightforward and can not care about the feelings of others, but he must not show insight that does not correspond to his status.

It's just that it has been carefully hidden so far, and it seems that the time has finally come to reveal.

"I don't think that the current Xiliang has the ability to compete for the world. Yan Xiaoyi said the words that had been hidden in her heart for a long time.

"What do you say?" Lu Xian looked at him in surprise.

Yan Xiaoyi looked ahead, and said expressionlessly: "Xiliang has not been able to capture the state so far, it has nothing to do with the Yanshan bandits, it has nothing to do with Ji Tiansheng's reputation among the people, and it has nothing to do with the Martial God Wang Ba. A strong man like him, if he loses his fighting spirit, he is no different from an ordinary person with a weapon. ”

"You ......" Lu Xian seemed to know him again, but he stared at him for a long time, and he couldn't say anything to refute.

In fact, not only Yan Xiaoyi, as one of the important figures in the Military Aircraft Academy, Lu Xian has already noticed this problem, just like this bet, on the surface, it seems that it is because of the winning ticket that King Xiliang will agree to this bet, but I am afraid that even he himself does not care whether he wins or loses, if he can find an excuse to step down.

Now it is no longer the beginning, it is not that he wants to fight for hegemony, but the will of the entire Xiliang that forces him to fight for hegemony.

Lu Xian suddenly thought of his mentor, and thought of the plan that his mentor had been arranging earlier, more than 2,000 days and nights, countless times of overturning and recalculating, and finally only the last step was left to take the state, and at that time most of the territory of the hinterland of the Great Xia Dynasty would also be lost, and at least half of the territory of Shenzhou would be included in the territory of Xiliang, and it would be logical to become the king independently at that time; but only the last step was missing, and the organs were exhausted and destroyed in the hands of Yanshan thieves.

Thinking of this, his bitter hatred for the Yanshan thief suddenly poured out, and his eyes were red and said: "If it is not a Yanshan thief, if it is not a Yanshan thief...... I can't wait to get them all and cook them!"

"Oh, the head of the sect used to think about cannibalism all the time, are you a deformed deformed desolate man? Yan Xiaoyi stayed away from him, his face full of disgust.

"Fuck off!" Lu Xian was teased by him, accepted the killing intent, and scolded with a smile, "You stinky boy doesn't have any eyesight at all, how can there be a deformed child who looks as chic as the head of this sect." ”

"In fact, the Yanshan thieves may have just done what they had to do. Yan Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly became very deep, and there was a little sadness, which was by no means the eyes that ordinary people of his age could have.

Lu Xian caught the emotion in Yan Xiaoyi's eyes for the second time, the first time was when they met for the first time, and the disregard for life in his eyes really attracted his attention.

And the second time, it made his heart as cold as ice.

"I don't blame you for being outspoken, but which side are you on?" he asked calmly.

Yan Xiaoyi suddenly laughed: "I'm the Yan Mountain thief you can't wait to bring to drink, which side do you say I'm on?"

The smile was bright, without the slightest reluctance, and when he laughed, it was really not ugly.

The silver moon hung high, pouring the moonlight, and cast it on the top of Lu Xian's head, making the shadow of his eyelids obscure his expression.

He didn't mean to stop, and kept walking.

Yan Xiaoyi didn't mean to stop, and kept following.

"Hahaha. Lu Xian suddenly laughed, "This is really the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life." ”

But it's the truest truth I've ever said. Yan Xiaoyi said.

At this time, after crossing a bridge, outside a bamboo forest, Lu Xian suddenly stopped, listened attentively, and then frowned, blocking Yan Xiaoyi behind him: "There is a murderous aura!"

"Kill!" Eight or nine black-clad masked men rushed out of the forest, slashing at them.

"Stand back!" Lu Xian subconsciously shouted, and his body was already like a tiger descending the mountain and pounced. At this time, he still protected him as a younger brother.

The fireworks flew in the field, and his skills were inherited from Lu Qizhong's "Flame Sword Technique", and before the sword was unsheathed, those black-clothed people were all killed by the invisible Flame Sword Qi.

Yan Xiaoyi's eyes did not fluctuate, because this should be like this, their role was just like this.

The person who wants to kill is originally him, and he is the real killer. The real killer will not reveal the killing intention until the last moment, of course, this is not the best killer, the best killer, and the killing machine will not be revealed from beginning to end.

Yan Xiaoyi is obviously the best killer, or in a certain situation, he has done what the best killer can do.

And this reason is not complicated, that is, he is unwilling to kill this person from the bottom of his heart, this person who has to protect himself until the end.

Although Lu Xian had his back to him, he still felt an unusual qi, the feeling that he was about to die, and not many people could treat it calmly.

"What shall I call you?" he said.

"When I don't wear a mask, it's called Yan Xiaoyi, I didn't lie to you, this is my nickname when I was a child. ”

Yan Xiaoyi slowly took out a miserable white mask from his arms and put it on his face, "Put on the mask, I am Yan Wushuang, not the unparalleled Wushuang in their mouths, my name is Yan Wushuang." ”

The white-faced Shura under the moonlight stood by the sword.

"Even if it's you, don't think I'm going to kill you. Lu Xian said coldly.

He didn't show the anger of being deceived, he forcibly put on the appearance of not caring, just clucking teeth and clenching white fists, but betrayed him completely.

"Draw your sword, or it will never get out of its sheath again." Yan Wushuang said slowly.

Lu Xian smiled miserably: "Of course I will pull it out, I still want to avenge my teacher, I will kill you......"

The sword came out of its sheath, and the flames rose to the sky, biting Yan Wushuang like a fiery snake.

"I'm sorry ......"

Yan Wushuang muttered, and when the flame reached his face, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and the fire snake was cut in half from it, and Lu Xian's head also rose into the sky.