Leaving the court, life and death.

Han Fei's hoarse cry spread almost throughout the courtroom, and in an instant, countless voices of discussion stopped, and people stared at the barely standing girl with complicated eyes.

A sigh echoed through the courtroom.

Han Fei stood on the stone platform, his right hand holding the wolf's pen stained red with blood, staring at the person in front of him, his expression cold and angry.

She said hoarsely: "Li Si, fight again!" ”

Li Si was not dressed in a school uniform, but in a black robe, with a handsome face and a majestic atmosphere.

He smiled gently, looked at Han Fei, and said, "Senior Sister Han Fei, in my opinion, you'd better take a step back and admit defeat." Although you and I are not studying under the same teacher, we are classmates after all, and it is really not good to fight for life and death like this. ”

Han Fei was stunned and repeated: "Li Si, fight again!" ”

Li Si sighed, shook his head and said: "Senior Sister Han Fei, I studied under Xun Sheng, I have been studying for many years, and my literary position is about to reach Hanlin, and the foundation of the Holy Dao is also extremely stable, and there is no defeat in the literary battle. ”

"In contrast, if you are new to Jinshi, you don't follow the virtuous teacher, you don't learn the holy way, and you have little experience in battle formations, if you continue to stalemate, I'm afraid there will really be a life-and-death crisis."

This time, Han Fei did not speak.

She took a step forward and raised the crimson wolf's pen, a pale golden brilliance flashed, and the brush began to sketch the handwriting in the void.

Lees' face was calm and composed, and he didn't intend to fight back or dodge.

There was a flash of contempt and pity in his eyes.

The next moment.

The talent dissipated, and the brush fell to the ground.

Han Fei fell to his knees and propped his hands on the stone platform, leaving two blood-colored handprints.

The girl's silver teeth clenched, but she no longer had the strength to stand up.

A deep sadness flashed in her eyes.

After all, is this the only way to go?

……

In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, etiquette collapsed.

Princes compete for hegemony.

Han and Zhao fought and broke 17 cities.

He broke the Jiyue and slaughtered for seven days.

Escape.

The year is hungry, and hunger is in the way.

Cannibalism is not one out of ten.

Spring swallows return, the house is in ruins, and the nest is in the forest.

Relatives are exterminated.

One person.

Traveling thousands of miles of ancient roads, from Han to Qi.

Reign.

Bone corpses.

into the grass.

Studying alone, without teachers, friends and homes.

……

It seemed that because of the pain and extreme exhaustion all over her body, Han Fei was in a trance, and she seemed to be looking at flowers in front of her, as if many blurry pictures had flashed.

Finally, it is fixed on a familiar back.

Maybe it's because the time of acquaintance is too short, or maybe it's because the impression left is too deep, that back is so clear.

"Mr. ......"

Han Fei finally choked up lowly.

She was only fifteen years old after all.

"Sir is here."

A big warm hand, stroking her black hair.

With tears in his eyes, Han Fei raised his head and saw a familiar gentle smile.

Tears blurred her eyes, and she couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she could hear his voice clearly.

That's sir.

That's Han Fei's husband.

Su Mufeng repeated: "Mr. is here." ”

He leaned down, smiled and rubbed Han Fei's hair, and then hugged the girl in his arms.

As if coaxing a child, he whispered, "Don't be afraid, there is a gentleman." ”

Han Fei finally couldn't suppress the fear of death and the joy of new life, buried his head in Su Mufeng's arms, and began to cry.

Su Mufeng gently patted the girl's back.

When he raised his head, his eyes were already extremely cold.

……

……

Outside the stone platform, there was already an uproar.

Countless students looked at Su Mufeng on the stone platform in amazement, and they all exclaimed and discussed.

"Who is that young man? How is it possible to enter the platform of life and death? What about prohibitions? ”

"Why don't you Confucians stop it?"

"Senior brothers, don't just pay attention to these! What is the relationship between that young man and Senior Sister Han Fei? Why does it seem so intimate? ”

On the high platform of the pavilion, several white-haired Confucians in the front row had solemn faces, staring at Su Mufeng's figure.

"Has the ban on life and death ever been broken?"

"The seventy-two soldiers' formations are all intact, and the center of the Mo family's organs has not been damaged in the slightest."

"Have you ever sensed this person's aura?"

"I didn't feel anything."

"Brother Mingshu, you are a great Confucian of the Mo family, have you ever sensed the breath of the Mo family's 'mirror flowers and water moon'?"

"Nope."

"It's strange, in front of us and other great Confucians, if it weren't for the arrival of the half-saints, there would only be the Mo family's mirror. Could it be that this person is a semi-holy incarnation? ”

"Impossible, Mo Sheng is sitting under the command, if there is a half-saint visiting, Mo Sheng will definitely go to greet him, it is impossible for us not to know."

"Let's wait and see what happens."

"Good."

"Good."

The great Confucians have a high and profound realm, and they saw Su Mufeng's unfathomable profundity for the first time, so they will not move for the time being.

But on the high platform of the pavilion, there are not only these great Confucians, there are also several middle-aged "scholars" behind them, and their literary status is only below the Holy Realm and the Great Confucian.

One of them was dressed in green clothes, and when he saw Su Mufeng appear on the stone platform, his expression was solemn.

When Su Mufeng had a close relationship with Han Fei, the scholar of Tsing Yi University frowned, stood up, waved his sleeves, and shouted, "Who is Your Excellency?" Why did you break into my court and interfere with Wenbi! ”

With the blessing of talent, the thunder sound was deafening, spreading throughout the entire court, making everyone's talk quiet in an instant.

Everyone looked up at Su Mufeng on the stone platform, waiting for his answer.

Su Mufeng didn't care about the words of the Tsing Yi scholar at all, but stared at Li Si in front of him, and said coldly: "You are Li Si?" ”

Li Si's originally stunned face had regained his composure, and he smiled and arched his hand: "Exactly, I don't know Your Excellency's name?" ”

Su Mufeng sneered.

Should this be called self-defeating?

Originally, I wanted to tell Sù Han Fei in advance, so that after she met a person named "Li Si", she would find an opportunity to kill him.

Now, it doesn't have to be so troublesome!

- Li Si, born in the state of Chu, studied the art of the emperor under Xunzimen, and after completing his studies, he entered the state of Qin, and became the prime minister of the state of Qin. He made great contributions to the stability of the Qin Dynasty regime, the county system, the burning of books and the pit of Confucianism, the same text of books, the same track of cars, and the unification of weights and measures are all his achievements.

At the same time, he was also one of the representatives of the Legalist family at the end of the Warring States Period, and he was the same as Han Feizi.

In Su Mufeng's view, the most important thing is not these.

The point is that Li Si is the culprit who murdered Han Feizi in history!

"It didn't take much effort to get there...... Are you ready to die? Reese? ”

Su Mufeng's face was cold.

Han Fei is his student, do you dare to touch her?

As a qualified teacher, Su Mufeng didn't mind killing this guy at all.

When Li Si heard this, his smile remained unchanged, but he said slightly stiffly: "I understand Your Excellency's current mood, but it is inevitable that you will miss a decision between life and death, please forgive me." ”

Su Mufeng ignored him, took Han Fei's hand and stood up, helping her wipe the blood on her face and body.

Li Si looked at the two people who behaved intimately, and his face turned cold.

The Tsing Yi University scholar on the high platform of the pavilion in the distance also stepped into the void and walked outside the stage of life and death, behind Li Si.

Li Si turned around and said respectfully: "Li Si has seen Master Zhou. ”

The Tsing Yi University scholar waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, you and I are both disciples of Xunsheng, just call me Senior Brother Zhou." ”

He looked at Su Mufeng again and said, "Why didn't Your Excellency reply?" ”

Su Mufeng was still concentrating on wiping Han Fei's face, and his eyes were not slanted.

The corners of the Tsing Yi University's mouth twitched slightly, and there was already three points of anger in his eyes.

Han Fei had already recovered from the loss of control of the love just now, and waved his hand a little embarrassedly, signaling that Su Mufeng didn't need to help with his own hands.

She said softly: "Sir, this scholar is the fourth disciple of Xun Sheng, named Zhou Tianqi, and he is one of the bishops of the Jixia Academy...... You're like that, isn't that right? ”

Su Mufeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't move." ”

Han Fei stood up straight, closed her eyes slightly, and continued to let Su Mufeng wipe her cheeks for her...... Well, it's almost to the hem of the chest now.

Her immature little face was a little crimson.

It should be because of the battle just now, and there is a bit of blood surging.