- Most of the three young people in the house were taught martial arts by Fu Jian, but Sun Jin and Wu Qinan had long known that Fu Jian had spent far more effort and energy to cultivate Ling Li than the two of them. Seeing him say this at this time, although he still refused to ease up in tone, this was his usual temper, not necessarily what he looked like when he was extremely angry, and he probably wouldn't really punish Ling Li or anything.

The two young men stopped talking, and they both silently breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and then they saw Fu Jian looking sideways at Folding Sword, and said in a rare and amiable tone: Senior Brother Folding, you can send Ling Li back to Qingfeng Pavilion.

Folding Sword didn't speak, just nodded, and then approached Ling Li, holding one hand on his right forearm.

Ling Li also knew very well in his heart that as long as Fu Jian came up, it would be too late for him to say anything. Not only that, if he still insists on something at this time, it will only serve to increase the anger of the master and apprentice. In addition, he was actually not sure if the idea he had time to say just now was just his own care. After a slight hesitation, he still chose to suppress the unspoken words in his heart.

When he went out with the folding sword, Ling Li glanced attentively at the young girl that Fu Jian had brought with him.

At this time, not only Fu Jian's bitter and bitter ragged clothes and withered qin outfit had changed, but the girl he took with him was also a new one. The outfit she had just worn as a singer in the wonton restaurant was replaced by a plain water-colored shirt with plum marks, and her thin cheeks washed away the pale powder of the decoration, revealing a natural faint healthy flush, lining this slightly simple but faintly elegant clothes, which made her feel a youthful and moving atmosphere.

This is his fellow junior sister, but he didn't learn art under the same master as him, so since the day she entered the sect, he has only seen her two or three times. After meeting these two or three times, the time gap between them was huge, and when the junior sister entered the sect, she was at the age of extremely fast growth, so every time he met her, he would feel a strong sense of strangeness from the bottom of his heart.

Ling Li remembered the last time he saw this junior sister. She was still just like a bamboo pole, and when she saw her again today, she was truly like a girl.

It's just that Fu Jian brought her to Kyoto at a prime age.

If it is not as expected, this trip to Kyoto should have many dangers, but this junior sister, like her senior sister Fu Yuhua, mainly learns not martial arts in the sect, but one of the four elegances of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is really not suitable to appear in the whirlpool of the Kyoto assassination.

If the current emperor is ready to choose a princess for his son, perhaps this junior sister can replace the daughter of a certain lady. Able to infiltrate the palace. But there has been no news of this in the palace. I'm afraid in the next three months. There will be no such opportunity.

So what did Fu Jian bring her for?

Although Fu Jian is usually indifferent and doesn't know what pity is, he is not stupid. He won't do a loss-making business.

When Ling Li stared at his junior sister with a suspicious gaze, his junior sister, whom he rarely met, was also looking at him with the same gaze, the difference was that he was actually questioning Fu Jian's purpose in doing this, and his junior sister was identifying this somewhat familiar person.

After pondering for a while, the senior sister finally remembered this senior brother who was much rarer than the other senior brothers, and whispered: You are Senior Brother Ling?

Ling Li came back to his senses, his eyes softened, and he nodded slightly, but he didn't have time to say anything. He was taken out of the door with a broken sword.

Finally, after glancing at the back of the one who was closed by a door, the junior sister turned around, looked at the other two senior brothers in the room, and couldn't help but say: What's wrong with Senior Brother Ling? His face was so bad that I could barely recognize him.

Sun Jin looked at his junior sister's delicate face. The mood that was originally a little suppressed by the harsh words was a little more cheerful, and remembering that she was the singer who was extremely humble in the wonton restaurant just now, he suddenly had a thought in his heart, and couldn't help laughing: Then do you recognize who I am?

You're not Senior Brother Sun. The senior sister felt that the senior brother was asking knowingly, so she pouted after answering, but she looked at the smile on the senior brother's face, she suddenly understood something, and suddenly raised her hand and stretched out her index finger to shake him a few times, and said with a slight annoyance: Oh! I remember, you're the stinker who just tickled me, you're really a beater.

Sun Jin's teasing, the junior sister immediately went up, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became much more relaxed.

But at this moment, Fu Jian coughed dryly.

This is really more powerful than the effect of the shocking wooden slap on the table in the hands of the official master in the yamen, Sun Jin hurriedly lowered his gaze slightly, and remained silent like Wu Qinan beside him, while the senior sister couldn't help but shake her shoulders slightly, biting her lower lip and not daring to speak again.

How Ling Li came here, I roughly know, this is not to blame Sun Jin. Fu Jian said lightly, but what he said here just now, I heard it very vaguely, you are not allowed to hide half a sentence, say it all.

Hearing these words like an order, Sun Jin and Wu Qinan both shrugged slightly, and the two glanced at each other, and finally Sun Jin, who had more words, made a statement.

And after saying a long speech, Sun Jin was not calm because he didn't hide it from his master, and the panic in his heart was even worse, he didn't know if the anger of Fu Jian would be extended to burn on him.

Unexpectedly, after listening to his statement, Fu Jian just sneered twice.

After laughing, he suddenly said: Who said I couldn't kill him.

Sun Jin's brows moved slightly, and he couldn't help but say: "Uncle, be cautious, there are many people here in Kyoto......

Even when Ling Li was here just now, even if he said so many words, he rarely used the word kill, and he deliberately avoided the emperor's honorific title or name. Sun Jin saw that Fu Jian seemed to have no taboos, and he was really afraid that he would directly say the emperor's name the next moment, and then he would happen to be heard by idle eyes.

I have to say that what Ling Li said in the house just now still played a role.

It seems that you have listened to the harsh words in your heart, and the target we are going to start this time is exactly the person that the kid just mentioned. Fu Jian's slightly chilling eyes swept Sun Jin's face, and when he said that, the speed of his speech gradually became faster, but the main point of our action this time is to be fast, to fight quickly, and to retreat quickly if we are not decided, we don't have to stick to too many common practices.

Wu Qinan, who had been silent, suddenly asked: Can this operation be retreated?

Fu Jian nodded, and when answering this question, his tone softened slightly: The sect also knows that this mission is not trivial, if it is done, the bounty will be huge, maybe you can wash your hands in the future, but if you can't do it, it won't let you fold into it, and seriously damage the vitality of the sect.

Fu Jian's explanation really reassured people.

But Sun Jin still had a serious doubt in his heart, seeing that Fu Jian was about to prepare for action, he had to raise it.

Uncle Fu Jian...... Mentioning this matter, Sun Jin's mind became more rigorous, and his words were no longer superfluous, just now I was also in the Wonton Pavilion, and Senior Brother Ling and I both heard that you deliberately showed your martial arts when you entered the hall. Those two people are both strong people with solid training, even if they are slightly clumsy in the moves they use, they are not weak in internal cultivation, and what Senior Brother Ling and I can feel, they will definitely be able to detect it. You do this, and it's like a cat smelling something fishy to those two masters. You shouldn't have made this mistake, but why did you do it, and did you do it in a planned way?

I am glad to see that you did not take his words for granted, but that you were able to think so deeply. Fu Jian bowed his head slightly as he spoke, I did this on purpose.

Then he pointed his gaze at the girl beside him, and said, "This can also be said to be the reason why I will bring your senior sister Lingling here."

Wu Qinan thought of his junior sister Jin Ling's weak martial arts, and couldn't help but look up at her, remembering what Ling Li had just said, and he had the same worry in his heart at this moment. If you don't get through the path of guò draft and enter the palace, no matter how good the junior sister's attainments in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are, she will not be of much use if she really assassinates with a sword.

Just as he was silently pondering this matter, he listened to Fu Jian continue: "You are all fellow disciples, of course you know what Jin Ling is good at, and you may think that I don't know how to cherish the lives of my juniors. But don't forget, Jin Ling is a disciple taught by your Uncle Canglang, and if I can bring Jin Ling out from him, of course, there will be a reasonable reason.

When it comes to the name of Uncle Canglang, the three young men and women in the room all have a figure of a green-clothed beauty burning incense and caressing the qin, in the generation of Uncle Canglang of Yutian Sect, Uncle Canglang is the only person who is promoted to the status of a woman, but not by the strength of martial arts.

Just as people in the world will call female high scholars the same as Mr., in Yutianzong, everyone calls this woman who is over thirty years old but still in her prime a senior uncle, and no one dares to offend.

And thinking of Uncle Canglang's best string sound, Sun Jin seemed to understand something, his eyes suddenly lit up, but it quickly dimmed, and then he sighed lightly and said: Not to mention that Senior Sister Jin Ling may not be able to fully inherit Uncle Canglang's ability, let's just say that just now, the person who stroked the qin was obviously Uncle Fujian.

What you think is the contradiction in the matter, is exactly what I deliberately laid out. Fu Jian hooked the corners of his mouth rarely, but his smile was still cold, such a good opportunity, it was a pity that I didn't call my Canglang junior sister to visit. However, even if she comes in person and cuts off the heart of the target person directly in the wonton restaurant with the sound of strings, I'm afraid we won't be able to withdraw from Kyoto in our entirety-