- Although Fu Jian is the master of the three of them, he only has the qualifications to comply with every business order issued by the sect, and he is absolutely unable to make changes to it.

Since the business to be completed in Beijing this time was a decision reached after careful consideration by the sect, Fu Jian, who played a role as a link in this matter, concealed some information from them in advance, but they still believed in the estimation and judgment of the sect, and they should not let them do what they could not complete.

Both young men quickly analyzed the connection between these past events and today's trip to Kyoto in their minds, trying to check for possible loopholes before the mission plan was launched. After all, the target is too powerful this time, and maybe the time they miss is the time when they are wiped out of the dust.

But at this time, they still had no intention of giving up. The sect has never made a failure plan for nearly a hundred years, and this accumulation of experience and the establishment of a certain evaluation authority are both sources of trust that the disciples of the sect will not question upward.

And seeing that the two companions were silent and no longer spoken, but the expressions on their faces were a little fluctuating, and at this moment, they had completely remembered what happened on the beach three years ago. Three years ago, they had shown him this kind of expression, and there was a hint of alienation in the horror, as if they had seen a monster.

A look of Qi flashed under his eyes, he took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "A few days ago, you were all still in other counties, so I don't know what happened in Beijing. In fact, even the inhabitants of the capital did not know how many people had been locked up in the dark besieged city that had surrounded a tree with apricot blossoms a few days earlier, and had bled dry that night. ”

Listening to his remarks, the two young men, Sun Jin and Wu Qinan, only showed more confused expressions on their faces. Folding the sword, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke: "Then how do you know?" ”

"A few days ago, Senior Sister Fu came to visit Qingfeng Pavilion, and I felt her affection and what she said. It's all getting a lot weirder, so ......" Ling Li hesitated, "so I looked at her list." And according to the instructions on the list of times and places, followed her into the besieged city. ”

Wait for him to talk about it. In the room, not only Sun Jin and Wu Qinan were shocked, but even the broken sword couldn't help frowning.

"Listen to me after the rest of the story." Seeing that the expressions of the two companions obviously had something to say, Ling Li took a step ahead of others, and then continued with the words of the above: "There should be at least three hundred killers who died in that besieged city that night, and among these three hundred souls, at least more than twenty people were killed by him... That is, the interception and killing of the target person of your mission. Not only did he practice a strong martial arts himself, but also those attendants who belonged to him. It's not much weaker than we are. ”

These sharp sentences are not very detailed, but they can sharply grasp several key points in the interception and killing incident in which hundreds of people participated that night.

The target who personally jumped into the whirlpool of siege and killing, and went back and forth in the assassination steps of hundreds of killers, not only did not get hurt, but was able to kill the emperor of more than 20 killers, and locked these hundreds of souls in the city without leaking...... These incoherent pictures gradually appeared in their minds, but they could make Sun Jin and Wu Qinan clearly feel what a strong fishy smell was in the air above the wolf's tooth siege that night.

"The impression of the glance I saw three years ago was a little faint, but that night a few days ago. I watched that person turn into a stronger man, so of course I won't continue to forget about him. It seems that it is because he recalls the tension of surviving that night, and Ling Li said this. The rhythm of breathing, which was already a little unsteady, suddenly became a little shorter, "I don't know, if I didn't go with me that night, Senior Sister Fu would be able to come back later." But now, I think that although I violated the rules of the sect by doing this, at least it will not make me feel sorry and sad. ”

Sun Jin and Wu Qinan didn't speak, but their eyes obviously became complicated.

But when Folding Sword heard Ling Li talk about what happened in the Wolf's Tooth Siege that night to this point, his expression still looked very calm, and he slowly asked: "If the precautions of that city are really watertight." So how did you and Fu Yuhua get out of there? ”

He had always given a gentle impression to the young disciples of the sect, but at this moment, he didn't care if Ling Li and his senior sister were hit hard in such a dangerous siege. Instead, he was anxious to know how they had successfully escaped, and Folding Sword said this at this time. Not only was the tone stable, but there was a hint of indifference in the words.

Ling Li felt that Folding Sword was faintly accusing him of violating the rules of the sect, so his tone of voice would be a little more indifferent, so he didn't think much about this difference in Folding Sword, and continued to answer truthfully: "This is also something I want to tell you and want you to remember." By his side, in addition to his righteous brother's martial arts are very powerful, it is almost impossible to measure the depth, in fact, there is a second master by his side, but he is a monk. ”

"Monk?" Sun Jin and Wu Qinan repeated these two words silently, and at the same time, their minds also turned quickly, and soon thought of the same direction, and said in unison: "Could it be the people in the small temple of the bamboo forest in Nancheng?" ”

"I don't know." Ling Li shook his head, and then slowly lowered his gaze, "That night, Senior Sister Fu and I saw that the front door couldn't be done, and there was already a mess there, so we were ready to advance and retreat, first hide in the palace, and wait for the situation to calm down, and then find a way to get out while those sergeants were a little lax after killing all night." So we went around to the east of the harem, but we didn't expect to meet the monk there. ”

"Or maybe it's because he is a Buddhist, although he saw me and Senior Sister Fu, he didn't chase down the killer. But I saw the counter-fire moves he used against the killers, and it was clear that I might not be able to do more than ten moves under him. ”

Sun Jin suddenly said at this time: "That's because your poisonous injuries have not healed, and your spirit and body have been discounted, if it is in the heyday of your body, can't you even resist ten moves?" ”

"This 'Ten Tricks of Sadness' is not compared to my physical condition at the time, most of the black-clothed killers who fought with him that night only needed the speed of his punch and palm to be knocked back or fly out......" Ling Li groaned for a while, and slowly raised his gaze. Sweeping over the faces of the two young men in front of him who had lived together for more than ten years, "Anyway, if this monk is still in Kyoto." Then even if that sworn brother of his, he leaves here temporarily, and you may not be able to get it. ”

The "he" he mentioned in his words. It is Nan Zhao as today's son, Wang Chi.

"His" sworn brother, that is, the commander of the Kyoto garrison, single-handedly managed the military power of Kyoto from the inside out. And in the eyes of all those who have the potential to have an unstable impact on the order of Kyoto, especially those who want to directly assassinate the monarch and change the ruler of the world, one of his more glaring identities is the terrifying power he has gained in martial arts.

Therefore, whenever the emperor attends a large-scale occasion, he will still take this commander, who has already served as a heavy city guard, with him like a small attendant. The distance between the two was no more than three steps.

This is not only Wang Chi's trust in Li Gai, but also a wake-up call for any young people.

Someone once tried to shoot crossbow arrows at Wang Chi from a distance, but saw that the sharp arrows stopped at a finger's distance from Wang Chi's chest, and then as if they were suddenly surrounded by more than a dozen knives and peeled off, they turned into pieces of wood like dead leaves, and sprinkled the heads of Wang Chi's golden-scaled boots.

This is one of the more successful assassinations of Wang Chi, but it failed to achieve the ultimate goal.

In order to accumulate the experience required for this relatively successful operation, I don't know how many assassins were pulled out of the rooftops of tall buildings, from the winding alleys, and even from the black and smelly gutters by the subordinates trained by the Grand Commander. He was tortured in a torture cell mixed with the smell of rust and feces and urine, and finally died of exhaustion.

The only attack closest to the target had all but ended all hope of an accidental assassination.

Thus among those who have embarked on this path. Most people now choose another path, which seems more direct and quicker than the accidental assassination, but at the same time it is also a one-plank bridge, a one-plank bridge built by the nobleman with his self-confidence so strong that it is questionable, and this bridge that trembles when someone walks through it is a trap set by that person.

Occasionally, some people think of the siege of wolf's fangs, which is pitch black in the quiet of the night, and at the same time grins like a row of sharp teeth towards the starlit sky, which is a standing that devours intruders.

Under the control of the nobleman, as long as he has the idea of doing it. The heavy bowl will become a tray in the hand of the naughty boy, and the finch that wants food will fall into the shadow under the plate. The naughty boy would pull down the long, shadowless thread in his hand, and at one end of the thread was tied a wooden stick that supported the "open mouth" of the plate.

Use a contemptuous tone to describe Wang Chi's behavior. It seems to be a bit of a playful child, in short, there is no rule of conduct of those in power. And if you objectively say it, Wang Chi is using himself as bait, and he believes that his bait will never be swallowed by those people he deliberately put in.

Only his city will devour others, and he trusts his friends and men.

He had not done this once or twice, and although his motives and purposes for doing so were clear, there were still quite a few people who were willing to sprint towards the single-plank bridge, for the best chance seemed to lie ahead of the most dangerous path.

Wang Chi was confident that he would not fall into the hands of such a young person, so he would deliberately stand in a certain place as a target on a certain day every few years, but some of those assassins firmly believed that he was looking for death. For the assassin, there is only one success, but many deaths are paid for this time. As for Wang Chi, he can only die once.

Only on that day would Wang Chi withdraw the strongest force defense around him three steps away, and as long as the strongman took one more step back, it would be as if he was ten steps closer to the target for the assassin.

But despite this, they still failed repeatedly, which had to make some of them retreat and cowardice.

Is there really anything in the world that can't be done?

Changing the background, changing the location, and changing the person to do it is not necessarily impossible. What's more, Wang Chi is just one person, he only has one life, and his use of himself as bait will sooner or later be terminated by the counterattack of those prey he trapped.

At present, this opportunity to replace the background location seems to be coming, and it is another group of people who have seized this opportunity, that is, these disciples from Yutian Sect who are standing in the private room of No. 3 C on the second floor of Deyi Building at this moment. They were about to learn from the other sect master who was coming here that the strongest martial artist around Wang Chi was about to leave Beijing.

But before that, they were first hindered by a fellow disciple.

The reason for obstruction is Wang Chi's side. In fact, there is a hidden master, whose strength should not be underestimated. Even as long as he is still by Wang Chi's side, then even if Li Gai leaves Kyoto. To assassinate Wang Chi, the process is still as difficult as climbing to the sky. It is likely that embarking on this road is the result of going and not returning. Even if it was a change of assassins from the Feather Heaven Sect.

Just when everyone in the room learned about the martial arts monk's cunzài, they all fell into a complicated silence, and the door behind the folding sword was knocked again.

Listening to the footsteps of the comer, this time it should really be the guy running downstairs coming up.

Fu Jian let go of the hand that was gripping Ling Li's shoulder and turned to open the door.

The shoulder lost its grip, and it should have felt easier, but at this time, it only suddenly felt like his shoulder was sinking, as if a pair of cast hundred-pound iron locks were suddenly pressed down. Although he stood still without moving, his body shook for no reason.

Wu Qinan, whose eyes were as clear as ice and snow, had a quick eye, and reached out with one hand, holding it on the forearm of his right hand, and wanted to help him sit down.

Ling Li only shook his head slightly, and did not move half a step.

Folding Sword stood at the door of the room that was only half open, and had a brief conversation with the running hall man of Na Deyi Building. Looking from the outside to the inside from this angle of opening the door, it is still impossible to see how many people are in the room, and whether the folding sword is holding something in the hand behind the door, but his expression is visible to outsiders. It's just that it's more lazy, and I don't even want to hold on to the door when I'm standing.

"Sorry to disturb the guest officer......"

"What's the matter?"

"There was an old man downstairs who was going to come up and pointed out the room number of the guest officer. He said that you invited him to come up. ”

"What does it look like?"

"His beard and hair are all white, and at a glance he looks like a fairy wind bone, and I suspect that he is a warlock with a face, but the strange thing is that he still has a girl by his side."

"Oh...... Bring him up, he's my friend from afar. ”

After saying this, the guy who ran the hall was about to go down to pick up someone, and the broken sword was about to close the door, when he suddenly remembered something again, and reached out and took it in his arms. At the same time, he stopped the guy, smiled and said, "Look at his appearance." You should be able to guess that this friend of mine has a strange temper, but he's not a clumsy man. If he won't let you follow him later, don't be angry with him. ”

The guy who ran the hall didn't see this kind of person in the private room area on the second floor, and he understood the words of the sword as soon as he heard it.

After taking a piece of broken silver thrown by the folding sword, the guy who ran the hall said with a smile: "The best friend of the guest officer is the guest who came to our building, and it is too late for the little one to serve with respect, how can it block the distinguished guest, you can rest assured!" ”

The guy who looked at the Deyi Mansion walked a few steps away before folding the sword to close the door, and when he turned around, a smile on the corner of his mouth cooled.

Seeing Broken Sword's face, Ling Li already knew in his heart, but he didn't immediately say anything to Broken Sword, but looked sideways at his two senior brothers and said, "Senior Uncle Fu Jian is coming up soon, I have to make a long story short." If the task he gives you next is really directed at that person, you will most likely not be able to do it. ”

Sun Jin finally remembered something, and said very quickly: "I think of the grandfather and grandson who sang in the wonton restaurant, the uncle you said was also there just now, is that them?" ”

Before Ling Li could speak, Wu Qinan on the side had already punched him in the shoulder, and said with a smile or a sad voice: "Little Sun, I haven't seen you for a few days, you seem to have become stupid." He was not in the wonton restaurant just now, and he didn't see the process of the matter, so his judgment of Sun Jin was a little superficial.

Sun Jin raised his hand and grabbed the fist on his shoulder and shook it away, not in the slightest intention of playing with him, but he also did not justify anything on this matter.

He only frowned slightly, and continued to say what he hadn't finished just now: "But that's what puzzles me. If the old man Fuqin was Uncle Fu Jian, why did he reveal a moment of martial arts when he walked into the wonton restaurant? Wasn't he trying to avoid Wang Chi's attention? ”

As soon as these words came out, the slight smile on Wu Qinan's face froze.

And for Ling Li, who was also in the wonton restaurant just now, he was also puzzled by Sun Jin's doubts.

"I can't figure this out either." Ling Li sighed softly, "I left later than you, and I was only willing to leave there because of a hint from him." Just when I got out of there. I thought he was ready to strike first, so he came to you in a hurry, but I didn't expect that you didn't know the details of the matter at all. ”

"Uncle Shi is back again. He took his junior sister who was weak in martial arts, if he fought with many people. I'm afraid there will inevitably be losses. The puzzled look on Sun Jin's face became deeper, "But listening to what the guy from Na Deyi Lou said just now, it is not difficult for us to imagine that he should have changed his appearance again, and his temperament is leisurely, not like he has just experienced a fight." ”

"I don't know what's going on here......" Ling Li seemed to be silently making a decision in his heart, so he only said half of his words before he groaned, and after a while, he finally spoke: "A few days ago. I ......"

Before he could finish his hesitant words, the sound of footsteps sounded from far and near in the doorway, ordinary to others, but all too familiar to everyone in the room.

The footsteps suddenly became much faster when they came upstairs, and they only hesitated halfway through the words, and the door was opened by the people who came upstairs.

The moment the door opened, Fu Jian's gaze shot in like a straight sword, and his target was clearly Lingli. And what everyone in the room can see is that Fu Jian's gaze at this time is full of unkindness.

Fu Jian had just walked into the room, and there seemed to be eyes behind him, and the moment he saw the folding sword close the door. His harsh words came to him in a calm voice, "Interfere with the mission of the sect and eavesdrop on the list of fellow disciples." Cutting the morale of your fellow sects before the new mission, these three crimes of violating the rules of the sect are enough to keep you in the water prison for a whole year. ”

Thinking of the water prison in the sect that is dedicated to detaining disobedient disciples, there is no one who comes out of there who does not lose a few pieces of skin on his body, Sun Jin and Wu Qinan in the house immediately prepared to intercede for Ling Li in front of his uncle.

However, before the two of them could speak, they heard Fu Jian say coldly: "It's just that your poisonous injuries have not healed, and I can not return to the sect for the time being." I think you should know how to restrain yourself. ”

Most of the martial arts of the three young people in the room were taught by Fu Jian, but Sun Jin and Wu Qinan had long known about it. Fu Jian's mind and energy spent far more than the two of them in order to cultivate Ling Li. Seeing him say this at this time, although he still refused to soften in tone. But this is his usual temper, not necessarily when he is extremely angry, he probably won'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 that the last time he saw this junior sister, she was just like a bamboo pole, and when she saw her again today, she was already really like a girl.

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

If you don't expect it, 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. She was unfit to be in the maelstrom 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 and be able to blend into the palace. But there has been no news of this in the palace. I'm afraid that in the next three months, there will be no such opportunity.

Then Fu Jian brought her. What is it for?

Although Fu Jian is usually indifferent and doesn't know what pity is, he is not stupid, and he will not 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 junior sister finally remembered this senior brother who was much rarer than the other senior brothers. He whispered, "Are you 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 before he was taken out of the door by the folding sword.

Finally glancing at the back of the one who was closed by a door, Senior 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, and his mood was slightly more cheerful when he was originally a little depressed by the harsh words. And remembering that she was the singer who humiliated her identity 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?" ”

"Aren't you Senior Brother Sun?" The junior sister felt that the senior brother was asking knowingly. Therefore, she pouted after answering, but she looked at the smile on her senior brother's face, she suddenly understood something, and suddenly raised her hand and stretched out her index finger to shake and count him, 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 piece of wood in the hands of the official in the yamen, Sun Jin hurriedly lowered his gaze slightly. remained silent like Wu Qinan beside him, and the junior sister couldn't help but shake her shoulders slightly. Biting his lower lip, he didn't dare 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 Shi, 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 hearts, and the target we are going to start this time is the person that the kid just mentioned." Fu Jian's slightly chilled eyes swept over Sun Jin's face, and when he said that, the speed of his speech gradually increased, "But the main point of our action this time is to be fast, to fight quickly, and if you don't decide, you will retreat quickly, so you don't have to stick to too many common rules." ”

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 in, 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's ......" mentioned this matter. Sun Jin's mind became more rigorous at this time, and his words were no longer redundant, "I was also in the wonton hall just now." Senior Brother Ling and I both heard that you deliberately revealed your martial arts when you entered the hall. Both of those men were strong men with solid training. Even if he is a little clumsy in the moves he uses, his internal cultivation is not weak, and what Senior Brother Ling and I can feel, they will 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? ”

"You didn't take his word for it. On the contrary, I am glad to have such a deep thought. 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 go through the path of guò draft into the palace, the junior sister's attainments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting will be refined, and she will really assassinate with a sword. She's still not of much use.

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. Maybe that's why I think I'm too ignorant of cherishing 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 a female high school scholar the same as Mr., in Yutianzong, everyone calls this woman who is over thirty years old but still in her prime a senior uncle. No one dares to take offense.

And thinking of Uncle Canglang's best string sound, Sun Jin seemed to understand something. His eyes lit up suddenly, but they quickly dimmed. 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 Fu Jian." ”

"What you think is a contradiction in things is exactly what I deliberately laid out." Fu Jian rarely hooked the corners of his mouth, but his smile was still cold, "It's a pity that I didn't call my senior sister Canglang for such a good opportunity." However, even if she came in person and cut off the heart of the target person directly in the wonton restaurant with the sound of strings, I am afraid that we would not be able to withdraw from Kyoto entirely. ”

Fu Jian's words paused for a moment, and when he spoke again, the trace of regret between his words was wiped away.

"The sound of the waves can be heavy, and the sound of the waves can be light. Although Senior Sister Canglang's 'Zhuxin Song' can be regarded as one of the four elegances, in order to play its true role, it must also have a strong internal cultivation foundation, otherwise it will be really elegant and useless.

Of course, your Senior Sister Jin Ling can't do this, but I have her by my side, in fact, it is also a disguise. She doesn't have the slightest murderous aura in her, and her martial arts are so weak that they can almost be ignored, which you can't compare to, and you can't learn.

As for why I stroked the qin just now, this is really a chaotic string sound, I learned it from Canglang. It's a rough sound, but it's relatively easy to learn, and with my potential, it's not impossible to soothe people's minds unconsciously.

And when asked, why do I deliberately show my martial arts? But it was just to keep that confident guy from retracting into the wolf so quickly. ”

After Fu Jian's words were finished, among the three young people in the room, except for Jin Ling, who had already known about it, so they were not surprised, and the other two young people all looked slightly stunned. For them, Canglang and Fu Jian are both uncles, but for Fu Jian, Canglang is his junior sister, but after teaching many apprentices, he will also do things to learn martial arts from his junior sister.

Moreover, his newly learned martial arts are from the rhythm of music, even if it is just the ability to kill with a layer of music, which can be regarded as a leap forward for the sword that is blank in terms of music.

At this time, Sun Jin couldn't help but regret a little, he should have sat in that wonton restaurant for a while just now, so as to listen to the sound of Fu Jian's quick piano. But this thought had just germinated in his heart, and he suddenly snuffed it out as if his heart was on fire. You must know that the sound of the piano that Fu Jian learned quickly has the effect of disturbing people's hearts, especially those who practice martial arts, it is better to listen to it less-

(To be continued)