At the end of the day, the drunken immortal dwells on the trail outside.

Ye Xuan watched the flower boat stop on the shore, and some of the noble children of Kyoto came out one after another. The time was near, and he knew that Guo Baokun and He Zongwei would appear here tonight.

Guo Baokun and He Zongwei were in a bad mood today, and everything that happened at the poetry meeting made them lose face. In particular, He Zongwei, the backer Wang Feng in Kyoto, also fell. Therefore, I went to the drunken immortal residence at night to spend all day drinking, and my mood was slightly better.

Thinking that Ye Xuan and Fan Xian were only four in the poetry club, He Zongwei and Guo Baokun were angry and didn't fight together, why could a gentleman and an illegitimate child raised in Danzhou make such good poems.

At this time, the two sedan chairs, one in front and one behind, suddenly stopped.

The two were half-drunk and half-awake, their foreheads hit the top of the sedan chair, Guo Baokun subconsciously scolded angrily: "You bastards, how can you carry the sedan chair?" ”

He Zongwei saw Guo Baokun scolding, and he also began to scold.

The two scolded for a while, no one answered him, there was silence outside the sedan chair, the curtain was lifted one after another, no one was around, and the attendants who carried the sedan chair also fainted on the ground.

It was late at night, and the blackness finally engulfed the whole street completely, leaving only the sporadic lights shining on the earth. The street was quiet, Guo Baokun climbed out of the sedan chair very embarrassed, and suddenly saw a figure, that person was He Zongwei.

"What's going on?" Guo Baokun stepped forward and asked.

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew, Guo Baokun and He Zongwei shivered together, and most of the wine woke up.

A sharp edge appeared on Guo Baokun's neck.

"Hero's life!" Guo Baokun knelt down with a plop and immediately begged for mercy.

He Zongwei also reacted, thinking that he was encountering thieves robbing along the road, and he was half frightened to death, thinking about when the security in Kyoto had become so bad, and asked with a righteous face: "Who are you, this Guo Gongzi is the son of the Ministry of Rites." ”

Then he added: "You want to ....."

When He Zongwei hadn't said anything yet, he found that two sacks were coming towards him, one was trapping himself, and the other was trapping Guo Baokun, and he couldn't see who did it at all.

There was an inexplicable fragrance in the sack, and He Zongwei only felt dizzy and fell asleep.

"Who are you? There is a kind of newspaper with a name. Guo Baokun said unconvinced.

When Ye Xuan saw Guo Baokun being so arrogant, he immediately punched and kicked him, kept his voice as low as possible, and then said to the rolling sack: "Brother Guo, do you know why I wrote that poem in the afternoon?" ”

"What poem?" Guo Baokun listened to this deep voice, he couldn't recognize who the other party was, and asked curiously.

"The drums cut off the pedestrians, and the sound of geese in the autumn. The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown of Ming. There are brothers who are scattered, and there is no home to ask about life and death. The length of the letter is not reached, and the army has not ceased to be suspended. If you dare to deceive me twice, I will beat you into a pig's head. ”

After that, he was greeted with another punch and kick.

"Okay, you little bastard surnamed Fan, you will kill me if you have a kind."

Ye Xuan saw that Guo Baokun had such a request, and his strength couldn't help but increase a little more, Guo Baokun in the sack was already speechless in pain, whining and wailing.

After a while, Ye Xuan felt that his hand was a little painful, and thought that Guo Baokun's meat was really thick, so he dragged He Zongwei away like a dead dog.

He Zongwei felt that his head hurt, as if he had been on the ground for a long time, and a sack was wrapped over his head.

At this time, a familiar voice came into He Zongwei's ears.

"He Caizi, we are all so familiar, do you know who I am?"

He Zongwei was startled at first, and then immediately reacted: "It's you, Ye Xuan." What do you want? ”

As soon as the words fell, he greeted He Zongwei with a punch and kick.

Ye Xuan said coldly: "Say, who wants to kill me?" ”

He Zongwei first tightened when he heard this, and whimpered with a hint of luck: "What are you saying again, I don't know." ”

"I don't know, do you?"

A sharp edge appeared on He Zongwei's neck, it was Ye Xuan's water cold sword.

He Zongwei suddenly felt his whole body tighten, and a cold murderous intent came towards him.

"Say, or die!"

He Zongwei trembled with fright, and said in a trembling voice: "It's a black-robed man, first let me get you drunk and take you to the royal palace." Then he gave me poison and poisoned you. ”

With a plop, He Zongwei knelt down directly and begged for mercy:

"These are all forced by the black-robed man to do it, Ye Daxia spares his life!"

Ye Xuan looked at He Zongwei's appearance, and his heart was even more disdainful, and he said coldly: "What else do you know?" ”

"I don't know anything, beg Ye Gongzi to spare my life!"

Ye Xuan's voice sounded again, his voice was cold, but with a hint of mockery.

"Spare your life, I spare your life?"

He Zongwei listened to this, like a sound of heaven, and began to think about how to make Ye Xuan's body ruined, and when he thought of Ye Xuan's ruined appearance, his breathing became a little short.

As long as Ye Xuan dies, Fan Ruoruo will be his. It turned out that there was a rumor in Kyoto for a period of time, saying that Fan Ruo wanted to marry the Ye family.

He Zongwei believed it, and only then at the instigation of the black robe, he drunk the original body and sent it to the royal palace. also led to the embarrassing scene when the protagonist just crossed.

"I will definitely repay you for your kindness by being a cow and a horse in the future." He Zongwei said sincerely.

With a flash of sword, blood remained along He Zongwei's body.

"Do you think I'm such a fool to give you thirty years and wait for you to take revenge?" Ye Xuan wiped the blood stains on the sword and sneered.

The villain died of arrogance, Ye Xuan still understands this truth.