The timing chosen by the black-robed man was perfect to the extreme. The wailing on one side just distracted Yang Fan, and the narrowness of the alley brought him an opportunity to get close to Yang Fan. On top of that, the snow on the umbrella fell at the right time, obscuring the movement of his dagger outstretched. The time and place were favorable, and he could even be sure that Yang Fan would not react, and the dagger would pierce into his abdomen.

The dagger with hatred, starting from piercing into the snow waterfall and reaching three inches in front of Yang Fan's body, was just a blink of an eye. However, Yang Fan, who had been bowing his head and meditating, at the moment when the tip of the dagger pierced into the snow waterfall, it was because he was too focused that Yang Fan felt something strange, and his body flashed to the side. The oil-paper umbrella in his hand was originally leaning forward a little and fell down, trying to cover the upper body of the black-robed man.

Yang Fan never thought that this oil-paper umbrella could stop an assassin who had been planning for so long to kill him. He just wanted to give his body a little more time to turn sideways, even if it was a little. He didn't think there was this one waiting for him here, it seemed that the person who planned this assassination had been following him from the beginning.

The force of the oil-paper umbrella was very weak. Yang Fan was stunned, this strength ...... He stood firm, and the hand holding the oil-paper umbrella pushed it with a slight force, and the dagger, which was less than an inch away from him, actually stopped! Yang Fan was even more puzzled, was this a show of weakness, or did he have another plan? The strength in his hand was a little stronger, and he found that the dagger had retreated by half an inch, and he couldn't help but pull the black-robed man to the ground directly with a violent force.

One foot stepped directly on the wrist holding the dagger, and scolded angrily: "Lao Tzu still thinks why the martial arts master is trying to make money and kill people, where is Xiaoxiao?" "The people in the alley have long run away, for fear that the sword will kill without eyes. The strength on Yang Fan's feet was a little stronger, and he slowly squatted down and lifted the man's hat on his face.

"Fang Yiru?" Yang Fan sneered.

The man was the Fang Yiru who was talking about the morality of Sanwen Qian with Yang Fan at the beginning. He looked at Yang Fan with red eyes, and said: "If you become a king or lose a villain, you want to kill or chop, listen to it." Yang Fan kicked the dagger away and sneered: "Do you think this is the rivers and lakes?" In vain, you Fang Yiru have read so many sage books, and you would do such a thing. ”

"I can avenge my father, I can produce traitors for the court, what if I die as a Fang Yiru! You wait for the traitor, it won't be long to be proud! ”

"Traitor? Fang Gongzi, Ling Zun is in the six branches, the so-called righteousness is awe-inspiring, and none of you are as good as the first talent, and you dare to speak of the so-called righteousness? Even if you are full of enthusiasm, such indiscriminate methods are done by a scholar? Yang Fan kicked Fang Yiru to the side, "Go and dream of your Spring and Autumn Festival." ”

Yang Fan picked up the somewhat damaged oil-paper umbrella and said, "I won't arrest you today, so as not to ruin your future, you can do it yourself." Yang Fan could have arrested him to see the official, but Fang Youcheng hanged himself at the beginning, and there was a big reason for Yang Fan. Now that the turmoil has finally subsided, it's no fun to find the anger of those trolls, unless Yang Fan is really full and has nothing to do.

Click!

"Ahh

In the alley, there was a heart-rending sound, and Fang Yiru fainted in pain. A person fell from one side and stepped directly on Fang Yiru's right wrist, and the sound of bones breaking was crisp in his ears.

"The lord is so soft-hearted, when he dealt with the Luo family in the first place, why he killed the killer is incomprehensible." The man kicked away the muddy Fang Yiru, "Clouds and smoke are falling in the old official Zhai." If he hadn't deliberately paused a little after Baili Piao, Yang Fan really couldn't figure out what his surname was.

"Falling clouds? The Luo family? ”

The man shook his head and said, "The grass is falling." But he and Luo Qingchuan are also old acquaintances. The lord is so ruthless, he has to come to seek justice. ”

Yang Fan held the oil-paper umbrella and said, "How is the hero going to seek justice?" Kill it? Yang Fan didn't seem to be in a hurry. If Luo Yunyan wants to do it, he won't bother talking so much with him.

"Since the lord is no stranger to Lao Guanzhai, it seems that he knows the inside story. The wooden plaque on Luo Qingchuan's body was also handed over to the lord. ”

"Wooden signs? Elder Order? ”

The smile on Luo Yunyan's face became even stronger, "The lord really knows a lot. The snow in the alley couldn't be seen clearly, the sky was getting dark, Yang Fan held an umbrella, "You think it's wrong to start it." Who did it, Luo Daxia understood in his heart that he was not a person in the rivers and lakes, what was the use of asking for an elder order? ”

"It's really not in the hands of the lord?" Luo Yunyan frowned, "If that's the case, then I'm really embarrassed." You have to use the head of the lord to sacrifice Luo Qingchuan, and then re-establish the elders. Yang Fan's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly stepped back. Jianghu people are happy to take revenge, he doesn't want to die so young, so it's important to run for his life.

"Luoyunyan, Su Qing knows, right?"

"Su Qing? Mai Su Qing? Why, why did the lord talk about this person? "This person's name has long faded away in the rivers and lakes, and few people know that he was a master of physiognomy back then. Even in the White Lotus Sect, it has a lot of prestige.

"It's good to know. Then you can't touch me! Mr. Su is my uncle, according to his seniority, he must be in the position of the White Lotus Sect, and he is not far behind the hero. Yang Fan took a few steps back. Luo Yunyan frowned, thinking about the truth of Yang Fan's words. "How did you get the elder order in Luo Qingchuan's hand, presumably Luo Daxia knows very well in his heart, if Mr. Su wants to kill Luo Qingchuan, do you understand what is going on in your heart?"

How Luo Qingchuan got to the top in the first place, Luo Yunyan naturally understood in his heart. also knew the relationship between that elder and Mai Su Qing, but Su Qing had not appeared on the rivers and lakes for a long time, so he had sex with Luo Qingchuan's wolf bèi and mutilated his fellow disciples.

"Where is Old Man Su?"

Yang Fan understood that this falling cloud was jealous of Su Qing's prestige, so he said indifferently: "Where is Mr. Su, it's not for you to ask." This lord will not participate in such miscellaneous affairs, if Luo Daxia has nothing else to do, then he will have to say goodbye. ”

"Elder Luo!" A man came out from behind the alley. Yang Fan squinted his eyes, ready to escape for his life at any time. Yang Fan secretly said in his heart, damn, if you can go back this time, you must build a pistol to defend yourself. Yang Fan stared at the person who followed behind, only to see those whispering a few words in Luo Yunyan's ear, Luo Yunyan turned his face sideways and asked, "Is the news accurate?" ”

The man behind him nodded, "That's true." ”

Luo Yunyan clenched his fists and saluted, "Sir, I have offended a lot, and I have taken my leave!" With that, he disappeared into the alley. Yang Fan was stunned, then shook his head, and muttered: "Jianghu people do things, one is really more unreliable than the other." He glanced at Fang Yiru who was sweating profusely on his face again, "You are also a second-class person." He dragged the chicken rib Fang Yiru to the corner, lest he freeze to death, and left on his own.

There are many stories in the alleys, and people return to people on snowy nights. Walking out of the alley, the snow was sprinkled, and the umbrella stand was a little creaky, Yang Fan looked to the east side, and under the lamp of the Li Mansion, an old man was standing.