Pavilion of Fate.

In an antique room, occasionally there is a faint moisture of sea water blending into the scent of sandalwood rising in this room, a middle-aged man and an old man knelt on the soft collapse, both looking at the chessboard in front of him intently, the young man frowned, this mind was not placed on the chessboard, he took the lead to speak: "Teacher, I didn't expect Chen Ziyun to be provoked by the second son of the Fang family in this Huayin County in a few days. ”

The old man looked down at the chessboard, nodded slightly, and said in a calm tone: "Yes, this is indeed unexpected, but it's okay." ”

......

Fang Yiai easily dodged Chen Ziyun's attack, he took a step back, squinting his eyes and enjoying the grief and indignation on Chen Ziyun's face at the moment, he is different from Fang Yizhi, maybe in the eyes of his brother, he is just a complete martial artist, in the future, he can achieve the position of Qianniuwei or the general, that is his dream, or this dream can go further, in the upper part, it is not bad to sit on the chair above ten thousand people.

This is a dangerous signal in the eyes of Fang Yizhi, but this dangerous signal Fang Yiai is indeed very enjoyable, the family of the civil official is matched with the demeanor and strength of Qin Qiong's military attaché, this Wen Yiwu, looking at the entire Tang Dynasty, maybe only Li Shimin can be counted as one.

Therefore, in the heart of Fang Yiai, a king's heart has been bred, and he also cherishes and cultivates harder under Qin Qiongmen, which is obvious to all, so if you hold your tail in front of the big guys in Chang'an for too long, it is inevitable that you will be more domineering.

"I really don't know how Li Zhiyao met you, what else can you do besides being a little smart?"

Fang Yiai tilted his head and despised Chen Ziyun, who was panting at the moment, he had lost interest, patted the dust on his body, and said, "That's all there is to it?" If you're already showing it, then I'm going to make a move, but don't worry, I think you're also a gentleman, and I'll do it if you break your hands and feet, and promise not to drag the mud and water. ”

When Chen Ziyun heard this, his sad and indignant face was really bloodshot, as if he was hit by Fang Yiai's words, he knew in his heart that if Fang Yiai made a move, he would be crippled.

Thinking of this, the muscles on his face trembled, and his expression was really ugly, Fang Yiai stuck his left foot on the ground, making a sneering friction sound, in this silent night, it was like a man-eating beast grinding its teeth.

Just when Fang Yiai was about to end this boring fight of cats and rats, Chen Ziyun was expressionless, raised his left arm, and inserted his right hand into the sleeve of his left hand looking for something.

Fang Yiai's lips hooked up a disdainful smile, looked at Chen Ziyun in front of him who was covered with sweat, and said proudly: "What are you doing?" Looking for something? ”

Chen Ziyun's right hand had already touched something hidden on his left arm, and he stopped suddenly, then took off his clothes and tied them in his right hand, forming a wrap that was the size of three fists.

His face began to grow gloomy with the night, and he grinned inexplicably, at this moment, he was like a powerful ghost who appeared from the nine shadows of the abyss, and the look of hiding a knife in the smile on his face made Fang Yiai involuntarily raise his vigilance, and said: "Fang Yiai, don't you just want me to be crippled?" I have been thinking about it for so long, and I didn't do it until Li Zhiyao left for a while? ”

Fang Yiai didn't see what Chen Ziyun took out, but from Chen Ziyun's expression, he felt that he was quite full of horses. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph, you have a weapon hidden in your sleeve?" Lao Tzu has used knives, guns and sticks, even if you have an extremely sharp long knife in your hand today, can you endure me? ”

He dealt with Chen Ziyun like pinching an ant to death, kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body instantly rushed out to attack Chen Ziyun. But Chen Ziyun did not move at all, waiting for Fang Yiai's overwhelming offensive.

Chen Ziyun's eyes reflected Fang Yiai's figure getting closer and closer, sweat flowed from the corners of his forehead, and he muttered, "Wait...... Wait a minute......"

Just when Fang Yiai was already close to Chen Ziyun and waved his hand towards his chest, he saw Chen Ziyun raise his left hand to take the punch, his blood and qi surged, his throat was sweet, the pupils in his eyes suddenly contracted, and his right hand was aimed at Fang Yiai's lower abdomen, and the next moment Fang Yiai heard a silent sound, and his lower abdomen instantly pierced into his lower abdomen like an ice blade, and the pain of drilling his heart spread all over his body.

Fang Yiai felt a stream of warm blood flowing out of her lower abdomen, soaking her clothes.

"This ...... What is it? ...... Could it be a hidden weapon? There is such a powerful secret weapon? ......”

Fang Yiai's face was as pale as paper, and one hand was just about to habitually cover his bleeding lower abdomen, only to see Chen Ziyun raise his foot and kick it the wound.

"Uhh......h

Fang Yiai, who has never shouted a painful cry, can no longer bear this heart-rending pain, he will never know what a secret weapon this is in his life.

Pistol.

This is one of the things that Chen Ziyun feels most fortunate to bring to the Tang Dynasty, maybe Fang Yiai has wondered why Chen Ziyun did not die but stood calmly in place, the original person who was scheming was not Fang Yi's love for himself, but - Chen Ziyun.

Fang Yiai took a few steps back, his face becoming more and more painful, and his face was like dead ashes.

Chen Ziyun's nervous and trembling eyes rarely revealed a trace of flatness, and the nervous look on his face gradually disappeared, if he didn't have only two bullets left, he couldn't wait to beat Fang Yiai into a hornet's nest.

Facing the trembling love of Fang at this moment, Chen Ziyun untied the tightly wrapped clothes in his right hand layer by layer, and then put it on his body again.

Fang Yiai's cheeks twitched constantly, and her lips trembled and said, "It turns out that you have been prepared, no wonder you can be so calm......"

"You forced me."

Chen Ziyun continued: "Don't you like to play the game of cat and mouse? I'm going to play with you to the end, see how I play you to death?! ”

After saying this, Chen Ziyun's eyes said a touch of gloom that he had never before, he approached Fang Yiai and swung his fist and hit his chest continuously, Chen Ziyun originally wanted to kick his wound wildly, but in this way, he would have a lot of blood on his body, which was very inconvenient during the day, and he could still leave traces on the road.

Now Fang Yiai has completely lost his resistance and only takes the beating, his body has retreated and retreated, just like a rat crossing the street, the glamour of his spirit has faded, and there is no longer the majesty of the past, and he can only stare at the murderous Chen Ziyun with his eyes now, and the blood gushing out of his mouth is even more dazzling in the dark shadows.

"Plop" sound.

Fang Yiai fell to the ground weakly, struggling to crawl in the other direction of Chen Ziyun, dragging out a shocking blood mark, now he has felt that his body is getting weaker and weaker, he has never been so afraid, the breath of death has begun to envelop him.