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Lan Shikang only rested for a while in the imperial study, and then received a message from the commander of the Praetorian Guard: there were many more people in the rivers and lakes in Kyoto overnight, and the reason has not been found out for the time being; There were already a few people living in the medicine hall in Miaoyi Hutong, and it was confirmed that one of them was the prince of Luo, but the person who heard the news reported that his legs were dead and he was in a wheelchair all day.

Swinging off the commander of the Praetorian Guard, Lan Shikang's sword eyebrows turned into Sichuan characters, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the desk, staring at the heirloom jade seal on the table in contemplation.

He thought that using Miss Lin San to force Lan Yucheng out would definitely be able to do it once and for all, so Kyoto was already full of his eyeliner, just waiting for that group of people to fall into the net. It's just that he never thought that as soon as Lan Yucheng arrived in Kyoto, he lived directly in Miaoyi Hutong, without the slightest intention of hiding, but gave him an unfathomable feeling.

I have to say that Lan Yucheng's legs are useless, which is indeed very favorable news for him. It's just that he has always thought deeply about everything, and for no reason his legs are gone, and he has to suspect that all this may be a trick that the good nephew came up with to make him relax his guard against him

If that's the case, forget it, it's just that Kyoto has never heard of any treasures appearing, why did so many people suddenly appear in the rivers and lakes Is there anything he hasn't discovered with Lan Yucheng's arrival

The night was still dark, and only a few palace lamps were flickering in the imperial study. When he was dealing with government affairs, what he didn't like the most was that there were people around, and he was the only one in the imperial study at this moment.

"Come out." An unusually abrupt voice sounded in this quiet imperial study.

Suddenly, a black shadow knelt down on one knee in front of Lan Shikang: "I don't know what the Lord commands" This person, his whole body was shrouded in black clothes, and his voice sounded a little dull, like the sound of a stone falling into a deep well.

"Take a few people and go to Miaoyi Hutong. Find out the situation over there, and by the way, you will be the son of Prince Luo, who was once the second in the first rank among the thousand maples. Lan Shikang squinted slightly, looked at the man in black kneeling in front of him and said.

"Yes, my subordinates understand." After speaking, the man in black once again quietly disappeared into the darkness, but this time he disappeared directly.

The look in Lan Shikang's eyes became more and more gloomy, if it weren't for the idea that he would rather kill by mistake than let go that day, he sent someone to assassinate Miss Lin San, who was still the owner of Ju Xia Lou at the beginning, he really didn't know that the good nephew he couldn't find had been hidden in his Qianfeng for several years.

A sneer sounded, and I don't know what kind of scene Jia'er, whose legs are dead today, will be against Jiayi, who he has worked so hard to cultivate. Thinking of this, Lan Shikang boiled some hot water.

It's late at night, and every house in Kyoto has already closed their doors and climbed into bed to sleep. It's just that suddenly, the barking of dogs in Miaoyi Hutong connected to this sound, and it didn't stop for a moment. Immediately, the sound of the owners of the houses coming out of the house and scolding the dogs was heard. It didn't take long for the night to be quiet again.

In the dark night, only the sound of waving sleeves was heard, and I saw six black-clothed people turning into a house in Miaoyi Hutong, which was where Lan Yucheng and them stayed.

Although it was pitch black in the room, there were neatly dressed people sitting there in the main hall, motionless. Hearing the sound, Jin Cong was the first to hold the golden fan in his hand, and raised his eyes to look at the door that had been closed.

Because Mr. Jiang and Yi Chu did not have any internal strength, in the middle of the night, they had already left through the side door of Zhang's sister-in-law's house next door, and stayed with the group of people in the rivers and lakes. And Lan Yucheng, the thin old man and Jin Cong sat in the main hall, waiting for the first storm in Kyoto to hit.

"Everyone who comes is a guest, but I sneaked in through the wall in the middle of the night, so I can't say it" The thin old man's hearty voice suddenly sounded, and the six black-clothed people in the courtyard outside the house immediately stood in one place, vigilant around.

The door suddenly opened, and the first person to step out of the door was the thin old man who spoke. Then Lan Yucheng sat in a wheelchair and slowly walked towards the door, while Jin Cong stood beside him.

The nine people present are all people with internal strength, and in this dark night when they can't see their fingers, they are like a white morning. As soon as A saw that their whereabouts had not been concealed from their ears and eyes at all, he immediately stretched out his right hand and made a retreat motion. They were ordered to inquire today, and they had no intention of making any unnecessary sacrifices.

It's just that how could the thin old man let them leave like this, "Come if you want, leave if you want, it's so unreasonable" I saw that even if the thin old man took out the sacrificial flag, a light mask appeared in the courtyard in the blink of an eye, and it disappeared without a trace in just a moment

How could the thin old man do something useless I saw Jia Yi and the five people around him trying to retreat, but as soon as he touched the place where the light mask appeared just now, the whole person seemed to have encountered a layer of resistance, and he could no longer take half a step back.

If you can't leave, you can only fight. As soon as Jia pulled out the soft sword at his waist, the remaining five people immediately drew their swords with him. The moonlight shone on the silver sword, and suddenly reflected a few blinding silver rays.

As soon as Jia drew his sword, he immediately stabbed directly at the nearest thin old man, as a top killer, in the first second of his move, he made up his mind to kill with one blow. In the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword was already in front of the thin old man's face.

It's just that suddenly, a golden fan flew out from the side, directly collided with the silver sword, and after the attack, it flew back into his master's hand: "Tut-tut, a killer who loves to bully the elderly, but it's not a good killer" Jin Cong shook the golden fan, looked at Jia Yi and shook his head and said with a sigh.

A was stunned when he saw that the blow he had exhausted his seven successful forces was easily repelled by the other party. Knowing that there might be a tough battle today, Jia Yidang even returned to the side of the five men in black, ready to wait and see what happened.

It's just that the thin old man who was rescued didn't feel a word of gratitude, but jumped up directly, pointed at Jin Cong and scolded: "Stinky boy, whoever makes you nosy, you like to go against the old man, do you know that the old man I haven't done it for a long time, my hands are itching so hard, but I still want to put your stinky fan still coming and going, it's really an eyesore, I don't give your fan to the pit tomorrow."

Jin Cong shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "Anyway, your gold hasn't been scattered yet, so it's a big deal I'll steal some more and let the master class take a hand." ”

The thin old man was choked by Jin Cong's words, and suddenly lost his voice, but his whole face was a little deformed with anger.

"The first time I looked at you, Lan Shikang actually sent you, it's too much of a fuss" Lan Yucheng, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth, looked at the few men in black and said.

Jia Yi naturally knew that this was exactly what he said, and said: "Qianfeng's Jia Er turned out to be the son of Prince Tangluo, which is really disrespectful."

"Even this son didn't expect that the famous killer organization in the rivers and lakes was actually working for Lan Shikang." Lan Yucheng snorted coldly, turned his wheelchair, and appeared in front of the thin old man.

Seeing that Lan Yucheng was no longer hidden, Jia Yi didn't say a word, and immediately raised his sword to stab again, and the five black-clothed men behind him also attacked at the same time. The task given by the Lord is to find out the truth and truth, and the most important thing is to listen to the truth of Prince Luo's son to see if he is serious and his legs are useless.

Lan Yucheng had already seen Jia Yi's movements in his eyes, and just as he was lifting his sword, Lan Yucheng gently pressed his right hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, and an unusually slight "click" sounded, and suddenly a long sword appeared silently from the armrest of his right hand. Lan Yucheng immediately reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword and walked towards Jia Yixiang.

The long sword reflected the moonlight, and several times under the silver light, several long sword strikes could be heard. Jia Yi faced Lan Yucheng alone, and the other five formed a siege, forcing the thin old man and Jin Cong into the corner together.

"Stinky boy, aren't you very good at fighting, old man, I will definitely not be as nosy as you, these five people are all left to you" Saying that, the thin old man who had been forced into the corner suddenly disappeared in front of the five men in black, although he was stunned, he did not stop the long sword in his hand to attack, and the five of them faced Jin Cong at the same time.

Jin Cong rolled his eyes with hatred in his heart, knowing that the old man was holding a grudge against him for blocking Jia Yi's sword just now. It's just that the five black-clothed men are not a joke, Jin Cong immediately urged the internal force, accelerated the flip of the golden fan in his hand, and faced the long swords of the five black-clothed men.

"Master Jin, don't be joking, these people should be the top-ranked masters among Qianfeng, no matter how powerful Brother Jin's kung fu is, after a long time, he will definitely lose to them. Please also ask the master to help quickly" Lan Yucheng, who was paying attention to the side, raised his sword to deal with the menacing attack of Jia Yi, and reminded loudly.

Seeing that Jia Yi's sword was getting more and more fierce, Lan Yucheng couldn't take care of Jin Cong and the thin old man next to him. He had also come forward to challenge Jia Yi when he was in Qianfeng in the past, so he knew a lot about Jia Yi's martial arts. It's just that Lan Yucheng has never won the first one before, and at this time, it is naturally almost to the point of exhaustion.

The thin old man is not such a bad person, seeing that Jin Cong is indeed a little invincible to the five black-clothed people, he hurriedly took out the sacrificial flag again, and made several gestures on the flag, and immediately heard the sound of countless ghosts crying wolf, and the five black-clothed people who were fighting with Jin Cong also suddenly threw away the long sword in their hands, and each hugged his head and shouted, his expression was very painful. After struggling for a moment, he lay on the ground, unconscious.

Jin Cong saw that he was out of trouble, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Lan Yucheng. It may be a little difficult for Jin Cong to defeat the five black-clothed people, but it is much easier to find a loophole in the battle between Lan Yucheng and Jia Yi. Sure enough, it didn't take long for Jia Yi to begin to fall to the downwind.

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