Chapter 92: The face is green

But Fu Yansong was really a little timid, but let him send Lu Yang away like this, he felt too shameless, so he stubbornly said: "No, no!" Such a fun person, Ben Gongzi was so scared that he wanted to send people away without even asking, so that people knew that they couldn't laugh off their big teeth? Where does the face of this son exist? ”

Your name has long been a dead man's name in the eyes of the world, and there are really few people who can remember you! So there's no need to worry about this question at all! Fan Hong and Xiaowu were silently slandered in their hearts.

Fan Hong understands Fu Yansong's temperament too well, and it is precisely because of this understanding that Fan Hong generally does not have a hard time with Fu Yansong, unless he encounters something that he really can't tolerate.

In order to let Fu Yansong not lose face and agree to send Lu Yang away, of course, the so-called sending away is actually quietly extinguished, so Fan Hong made a compromise, he suggested: "Since Childe wants to ask to understand, then ask to understand, but after asking, Childe has to send people away, so as not to get into trouble, what does Childe think?" ”

With such a good step, Fu Yansong came down smoothly, "If she is really a criminal of the imperial court, of course this son will not be fine, but if there is a hidden secret, this son will not be able to promise you." ”

Fan Hong also wanted to know, how did Lu Yang kill Jiang Xi and others with such a small girl, and what was the deep hatred between her and Jiang Yi, if she was really in the same camp as herself, and had such good skills, maybe she could be cultivated and kept for future use.

They are short of talent right now.

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When Lu Yang woke up, what he saw was Fan Hong, Wei Ziheng and others who were waiting for the battle.

Fu Yansong stood behind him instead, being protected by Wei Ziheng intentionally or unintentionally.

It took Lu Yang a while to wake up from her daze, and she had a guess in her heart that they would look at her like this, and eighty percent knew about the arrest documents.

This is the only thing that makes these people so wary of her, thinking that she is a murderer who mixes with them.

This time it's not like in the Xue family, Xue Dongyuan and his wife are afraid of their own body and won't take her life, but these people in front of them are not related to her, and they won't care about her life or death.

Then there is no need to hide some things.

Lu Yang had a plan in a blink of an eye, but he was still very uneasy in his heart.

Fan Hong didn't go around the bend with her, he directly gave her the arrest paperwork, and prepared a pen, ink, paper and inkstone for her, and said: "Write it, why did you kill Jiang Xi, who are you, and what is the purpose of sneaking into the Fu Mansion." It's best to be honest, if you dare to lie and deceive, I will immediately send you to the government, and the government will be happy to let you taste the eighteen kinds of torture! ”

Fu Yansong, who was in the back, was about to speak, but was stopped by Fan Hong's slightly calm look.

Lu Yang once again scolded that little liar in his heart.

The situation is stronger than people, she has a good attitude, and she writes very cooperatively: "Jiang Xi was not killed by me, I carried the black pot for others, and I didn't want to come when I entered the Fu Mansion, you can ask your great-grandson in person, I don't have any purpose." ”

Those who saw it were amazed.

It wasn't she who killed her, so why did the government issue a wide range of arrest documents to arrest her and bring her to justice?

Fu Yansong obviously didn't think as much as Fan Hong and the others thought, he squeezed in from behind Wei Ziheng, and showed a smug smile to Fan Hong and Wei Ziheng, "See it, this son said that she is nothing special, look at your fuss, like a big enemy, haha......"

Fan Hong is not like this eight-year-old Fu Yansong, who thinks things are always simple, he asked Lu Yang: "Who did you carry the black pot for?" ”

Everyone looked at Lu Yang in unison.

Lu Yang wrote: "I want to know who he is, I would have come to the door to kill him." ”

Lu Yang was implicated in how unlucky he was in Lingqiu, and was left behind by that little liar, and then he was taken to a brothel, and he took advantage of the chaos to escape and wrote lightly, hiding his weirdness and not writing, only saying that he had some light skills, but he didn't know anything about martial arts at all, otherwise he wouldn't have been taken back to Fu Mansion by Fu Yansong and Wei Ziheng.

In order to increase his credibility, Lu Yang drew the appearance of the little liar without any pressure.

You can leave me without hesitation, so why should I keep it a secret for you.

Who knows, after Fan Hong and Fu Yansong saw the portrait, they showed a shocked face at the same time, and Fu Yansong also exclaimed: "Hey, this is not ......"

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by Fan Hong, and the rest of the words were naturally swallowed back.

Fan Hong rolled up the portrait painted by Lu Yang, shook his head lightly against Yan Song, and pointed to the dark place, and spat out two silent words: "Dead man." ”

Fu Yansong understood instantly, and the expression on his face was well concealed by him.

He knew that Fan Hong was very jealous of the dead soldiers sent by the Immortal Pavilion to protect him, and many things would be avoided from letting the dead soldiers know, and Fan Hong did not dare to hand over his safety to the dead soldiers for protection, more of a secret guard trained by Fan Hong's own people, and the secret guard had the right to monitor the dead soldiers of the Immortal Pavilion.

This once made the Immortal Pavilion very dissatisfied, but the Immortal Pavilion needed Fu Yansong to live, although it was dissatisfied with Fan Hong's distrust, it still had to send many dead soldiers to protect Fu Yansong's safety.

Fu Yansong understood, and whispered to Fan Hong: "If he makes a personal move, there will be no suspense in this case, he and Jiang Xian have a deep blood feud, and his kung fu ...... Although Ben Gongzi doesn't want to admit it, but with him, Ben Gongzi will never be able to win the first place! ”

By the end of his speech, his tone had a bit of a sour taste, and his memory was pulled back to a certain afternoon a year ago:

It was the first meeting between the two boys.

"You're Mu Lianqi?"

The person who spoke, his tone was light, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were cold, it was hard to imagine that such a look would appear on the face of a child who was only ten years old.

Compared with him, the seven-year-old Fu Yansong, who only thought about how to be lazy and how to skip class, seemed so naΓ―ve, and it was at that time that Fu Yansong's self-esteem was greatly provoked.

He felt humiliated by the other party.

The other party's contemptuous tone, as well as the hint of arrogance revealed in his expression, was clearly laughing at himself, saying that he was not worthy of Mu Lian's name.

So he rushed over without saying a word, wanting to beat the other party down.

As a result, he didn't even touch the corner of someone's clothes, and he didn't even know what was going on, so he suddenly fell in front of the man.

It's a great shame!

He was so angry that he made a big move, and let his most trusted Wei Ziheng avenge him.

But what did he see?!

Wei Ziheng, who was as strong as a cow, was easily knocked down by him in front of that person.

It just doesn't make sense!

The man was not enough, so he gently dusted his sleeves and sneered, "You are really incompetent." ”

"Just a soft-footed shrimp like you, and you still want revenge?" After he finished speaking, he no longer glanced at Fu Yansong and left.

Fu Yansong was so angry that his face turned green.