"Qingchen, you're coming back so soon?" Han's voice was full of surprise, and he calculated in his heart that he had set a record for the shortest time for Xiaolou to enter the WTO, but Qingchen didn't seem to be much better than him in this life!

"Han? Who said I was coming back?! Qingchen's voice was low, with a hint of suppressed irritation.

"However, your wounds obviously can't support you......" Han said in a small whisper with wide eyes. Qingchen's anger even noticed the confused Han, and it was better not to persuade him, after all, even a person like Han, who didn't care about anything, knew that it was best not to provoke Qingchen in the rampage!

Almost all of Xiaolou's classmates have been trained in the earthly world, and Han is the only one in Xiaolou, who is just about to start the fifth life training, but before entering the WTO, he found that Qingchen's spiritual body is extremely unstable, and it seems that there are signs of returning, but he suppresses himself and does not come back. Ah Han has never encountered such a situation, scratching his head, and he doesn't know how to persuade him, not to mention, he has never paid attention to the experience of Qingchen in this life, and he is also ignorant of what happened, so in desperation, he quickly reported to Professor Zhuang.

Professor Zhuang also dissuaded, but the light dust was even more desperate, so he simply ignored it, let Professor Zhuang spit around, and finally could only lament that he had no professor's majesty, these dead students were really more disobedient than the other, alas, if every student was as good as Xiaorong and so serious, how good it would be!

Professor Zhuang sighed, sadly discovering that he had one more gray hair!

That's right, Xiaorong!

The power of example is endless, let Xiao Rong be a lobbyist!

So he connected Qingchen and Xiaorong, and Professor Zhuang became the shopkeeper himself.

"Qingchen, are you hurt?" Xiao Rong, who is trying to bury himself in a lot of government affairs documents, was arrested by the professor to do this kind of difficult persuasion work, which is really depressing!

"Xiaorong, why are you? Ha, the dead old man really knows how to choose lobbyists, hasn't he already told you, what else are you asking? ”

"Ahem, I'm just curious that you didn't play a suicide game? Are you sure you didn't mean to get hurt? Don't you often talk about it: die early and be reborn early, and everything will be fine when you get out of the sea of suffering! ”

"Yo, honor student, you are really good at persuading! Now you shouldn't say, don't give up, think about the hellish years of retaking the exam, and the support will be over! ”

Xiao Rong was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help nodding: "Yes, what you said makes a lot of sense!" ”

"Without further ado, hurry up and think of a way, how can you save this body? I've tried a lot of things, but it didn't work! ”

Xiao Rong propped his chin, thought about it, and suddenly remembered that he was called by Professor Zhuang to persuade Qingchen to return to Xiaolou, not to help him mess around, he couldn't help but be angry and funny, but he was actually put on a show by Qingchen! Coughing lightly, he continued his uninspired persuasion: "Qingchen, it's just a simulation of a lifetime, anyway, it's just an injury and an accident that died, although you didn't complete the topic, it's not a suicide, you don't need to deduct points, it's much better than the situation where you committed suicide in your previous two lives!" ”

"Hmph, that's easy! Although I advocate sixty years of life, but at least I have to pass, haven't you always advised me to be more tolerant and serious? Hey, now I'm serious, and you said give up again? ”

"Hey, hey, don't change your concept! I tell you to be more tolerant, I want you to be tolerant of the simulated object, and I don't want you to live or die in the world, just like you, people still think it's a corpse! ”

"You, you, you ......" It is estimated that Fang Qingchen on the other side is about to vomit three liters of blood from Xiao Rong's anger, is there such a persuasive lobbyist?

"Seriously, Qingchen, why do you insist on refusing to go back to Xiaolou? Although our spiritual power is strong, it does not mean that we can ignore the pain of harm! Do you think you're a monster like Han, with an endless stream of internal strength? How dare you use the Celestial Sound Illusion on 30,000 troops alone? Dude, it's 30,000 people, not 30 people, 300 people! It's a miracle that you didn't go crazy on the spot! Now that your internal strength is withered, and the eight veins of the strange meridians are broken, if you don't go back to Xiaolou, will you stay there and be a vegetative person? Besides, even if you are barely a vegetative person, how many days can you survive with your current strength? People are ignorant and unconscious when they are vegetative, but what about you? The strength of the mental power makes you clear, and there is no way to faint to protect yourself like ordinary people, so you can feel every pain in the body clearly, which is a pain that even our mental power can hardly bear! What's more, if your body dies, your spiritual body will automatically return to Xiaolou, so why should you ask for pain for a few more days? Don't be stupid! ”

"Are you willing to do this? However, I'm not the little white of Han, he simulated for a long time, and he didn't even touch the edge of the paper, I don't want Xiaolou's central computer to crash again! ”

"God, Qingchen, you won't refuse to go back to Xiaolou just because of such a simple reason?" Xiao Rong finally shouted, if there was a piece of tofu in front of him, it was estimated that he would simply be killed by a head-on.

Qingchen couldn't help sneering angrily, if Xiao Rong was in front of him now, he would definitely strangle this guy, he would dare, dare to laugh at him!

"Qingchen, are you so insistent on refusing to go back to Xiaolou for that ridiculous reason? Love is not buying vegetables in the market, you buy a penny for a penny, not how much you pay will definitely get! I get it, I'm lucky, I can't, my life, love has never been fair, it's useless to force it! ”

"Xiao Rong, if your little emperor hasn't grown up yet, but you're going to die, will you be unwilling?"

Xiao Rong was stunned for a moment, and sighed softly for a while.

Of course not reconciled!

He once said sincerely in front of the dying emperor: "The minister will live up to His Majesty's trust!" ”

He watched the children carved with his own eyes, day by day, his body was raised, he personally handed over the children to study articles, learn the way to govern the country, he spent so much painstaking work, how could he die early because of his own accident, and let the little emperor who had not grown up bear the storm of the court?

Since he is a minister of the orphan, he must bear all the responsibilities for this orphan, bear everything for him*, and return him a peaceful court!

He hopes that the children he personally teaches can be strong and independent enough, he hopes that the kings he personally watched grow up can establish an amazing foundation and become a generation of famous monarchs, and he hopes that he can see that the little emperor he raised can leave a famous name in history!

Therefore, he will definitely not die, before the little emperor grows up to become a pro-government!

Therefore, he must not die, before the little emperor can face all hardships and hardships!

So, Qingchen, you're just unwilling to let go, right?!

"Qingchen, if you are really reluctant to go back, there is no way to heal your wounds, but it is too difficult for you, and the chance of success is estimated to be 1 in 10,000!"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, let go of a fart!"

Xiao Rong rolled his eyes, this person is really ungrateful, he hasn't crossed the river before he thinks about how to demolish the bridge! Bad temper, bad heart, bad classmates, hum!

"It's just relying on that set of internal strength to heal yourself!"

"That set of internal strength?!" The light dust monster screamed, "Xiaorong, you also call it a method?" ”

That set of internal skills that has no ancients before, no one after them, a collection of the world's masterpieces, and simple and easy to practice, that set of internal skills that can create the world's first peerless master!

Of course, it can't be used to heal better!

However, only those who are simple-hearted and have no distractions can succeed!

Fang Qingchen, a person with such a delicate mind, asked him to practice this set of internal skills, which is a hundred times more difficult than finding Jinjie, who is known as the world's first divine doctor, to treat his injuries!

Sure enough, there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance!

Xiao Rong also knew that this was a bad idea, but he was not a god, and with a wave of his hand and a breath, he could come back to life. Fang Qingchen refused to go back to Xiaolou, everything has to rely on self-reliance, so what else can be done? Looking for a festival? Not to mention that people have not been imperial doctors for a long time, even if he, a majestic general, rushed to Liang State, and there was no healing medicine in his hands, how could he talk about rejuvenation?

It's a real headache to think about, no matter what! Is he still just a petty official, he has no power and power, and he can't be lazy! Well, hurry up and finish processing the official documents, if you are delayed, you will have to be pigtailed by your boss tomorrow!

Fang Qingchen shouted a few times, Xiao Rong's side was silent, the ideological connection was interrupted, and Fang Qingchen was so angry that he scolded!

I have no choice, I have to rely on myself!

This set of internal strength, easy to say, is just a specific breath and breath, but to be unconscious to be able to enter that kind of artistic conception, only people with pure and transparent minds, the more casual the easier it is to get started.

So, Fang Qingchen forced himself for the first time to close his eyes, stop any thoughts, and keep his mind blank.

But how can you control your thoughts? The more I want to be clear and clear, the more cranky I become, and all kinds of past events come to me.

"Qingchen, can I really live in Xiangfu all the time?"

"Qingchen, can I go to the academy to study?"

"Qingchen, can I also practice martial arts?"

"Qingchen, don't leave me! I had a nightmare that everyone was leaving me! I'm so scared, I'm afraid you'll be like your father and mother's sister and you won't be able to see it again overnight! ”

"Qingchen, can you sleep with me, with you by my side, I won't have nightmares!"

"Qingchen, I want revenge!"

"Qingchen, the old thief Gu who framed my father deserves death, but the dog emperor who favors traitors, doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, and is stupid and violent is the culprit!"

"Light dust, the people of the world are living in dire straits, the king has no way, and he should rise from the pole!"

"Qingchen, if I rebel, will it affect Fang Xiang?"

"Qingchen, if I want to conquer the world, crusade against the faint king, and overthrow the tyranny, will you fight side by side with me?"

"Qingchen, we will never leave, okay?"

……

can't just die, otherwise Yan Li will lose his mind and find someone to take revenge, and now he doesn't have the bargaining chips to turn his face with the black panther!

can't just die, otherwise Yan Li will be in a big mess, and he will be able to guarantee that he will be invincible in the future?

I can't put it down, I really can't put it down, at least for now, I really can't put it down......

Yan Li, if you don't turn your back, how can I leave you?

Yan Li, if you haven't forgotten your oath, how can I break my trust in you?

Even though it is painful, even though it is difficult, even though it is only a 1 in 10,000 chance, I will not give up!

There is only one thought left in my mind: live!

There was only one figure left in my mind: the child with a sad face and a lonely face!

What is circulating frantically in the body, over and over again, endlessly, what is moisturizing and repairing the originally dry and broken meridians, and what is making the dead wood revive everything in spring......

Untie the sword, kneel, kowtow, and shout long live!

This worship, grievances and hatreds, never owe each other!

This worship, the mountains and rivers are long, and we will never see each other again!

This worship, the picture is poor!

Who is closest to Yanli? Who is the most unpredictable?

It's a powerless courtesy!

A snow-bright edge suddenly appeared, weirdly distorted, and came out from an unexpected direction, the cold light was terrifying, and the entire hall was instantly filled with a murderous aura.

The timing of the killer's choice was so right!

If it is said that in the entire hall, the person who can react the fastest and has enough ability to stop him must be Fang Qingchen, but at this time, Fang Qingchen knelt on the ground, bowed his head and bowed, unable to see his shot in time. As for the others, they were not in his eyes at all. In fact, when the blade was cold, all the guards and officials were stunned, even Yan Li, who had a very fast brain reaction, only felt a strong crisis, but his movements couldn't keep up with his thinking at all, so that his whole body stiffened and there was no way to dodge.

The dagger was bright, the knife qi was awe-inspiring, and the chill was pressing, and Yan Li could almost feel the cold knife qi slashing at his chest. He couldn't avoid it, but there was no fear on his face, and his eyes were wide open, looking straight ahead, looking at the man who knelt in front of him for the first time and bowed his head.

Qingchen, do you know that when you kneel in front of me, I am more miserable than you?

Qingchen, do you understand, you say long live, I am sadder than you?

Qingchen, can you save me from danger today with a sword in your hand?

Qingchen, is it as usual that if you stand next to me, you won't give people a chance to take advantage of it?

Light dust, am I cocooning myself?

Qingchen, I'm going to die, can you look up at me again?!

The color of sorrow had just surfaced on Yan Li's face, but he heard a thunderous roar: "Dong Xuanfeng! ”

That roar was so earth-shattering, so angry as madness, all the people couldn't help but shake their whole bodies, and some civil officials who had no martial arts, and even the guards and generals who had less skills, instantly turned pale as paper, or staggered, or swirled and fell, and even vomited blood and suffered internal injuries.

That roar went straight at the assassin, the sound wave was like a sharp blade, like a thousand thunderbolts in his ears, and what was even more terrifying was the name that revealed his identity, as if it was like a sharp arrow piercing into the deepest part of his heart, and the flesh and blood in his heart were blurred in an instant. He was at the time when his whole body was at its peak and his true qi was running freely, when he was suddenly attacked behind by a lion's roar mixed with supreme internal force and a charming voice, and suddenly his qi and blood surged, his true qi was out of control, and he staggered back under his feet, and the dagger in his hand trembled involuntarily.

At this moment, a red figure flew in, standing in front of Yan Li's body, and slashed straight at the assassin with a palm.

This palm came out with anger, and the true qi exploded instantly, and the palm momentum was like a raging wave, surging, surging towards the assassin, and it was an indomitable momentum.

As the top killer in the world, the assassin is extremely proficient in martial arts, and he is also resolute, rare in the world, although he was attacked by a sudden roar, and the true qi in his body was out of control, but the dagger in his right hand still stabbed forward without returning, but his left hand took advantage of the situation to draw a perfect arc, and a long silver needle flew out with a flick of his fingers, but it was aimed at Yan Li's eyebrows. As for the devastating and astonishing palm, he didn't dodge it at all, and a strange smile flashed in his eyes.

Fang Qingchen gasped, and couldn't help but be deeply impressed by the ruthlessness, reaction, and martial arts of the killer in front of him.

Sure enough, he deserves to be the master of the Sea and Sky Pavilion!

If the Haitian Pavilion Lord does a few more tasks, Nalan Mo still knows if he can keep his reputation as the number one killer in the world!

Between the lightning and the fire, Fang Qingchen's palm turned around, and his invincible palm qi slammed into the long needle, and the long needle suddenly turned into powder. The index and middle fingers of the left hand poked out sharply, and the dagger was clamped at the most critical moment.

Maybe Fang Qingchen underestimated the strength of his opponent, or maybe he didn't have enough strength to meet the enemy in a hurry, the tip of the dagger finally pressed against his chest, and the tip of the knife pierced the skin slightly, but he couldn't advance for another half a point.

With a snap, the dagger was snapped off by Fang Qingchen's fingers, and a stream of true qi rushed towards the assassin, shocking his hand numb, and half of the dagger flew out of his hand.

A drop of blood flew through the air with the other half of the dagger, turning black in an instant, and the black gas flashed on Fang Qingchen's face, obviously the dagger was contaminated with poison.

The assassin was really strong, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the churning true qi, and turned his body in the air, and actually pounced on Yan Li behind Fang Qingchen again.

Fang Qingchen's eyes darkened, and he smiled slightly bitterly: It turned out to be the priceless Tianyi Holy Water, known as the world's first strange poison, and the Tianyi Holy Water that everyone talked about! In this strange poison, the first priority is to force the spread of the toxin, and then find a few precious herbs to configure the antidote, just ......

Fang Qingchen was slightly stunned, the assassin had already waved his hands in the air, and two half-moon-shaped invisible sword qi flew towards Yan Li violently.

The two annihilating moon slashes crossed into a cross shape, and they were about to crash into Yan Li's body, saying that it was too late, it was fast, Fang Qingchen waved the bottom of his sleeve, and Yan Li's body suddenly flew through the air, flipped twice in the air, and fell to Lan Shu and Wei Yao. At the same time, Fang Qingchen's figure was blurred for a while, and the Moon Destroying Slash quickly slashed across his blurred figure, but there was no blood splash as expected, it turned out that Fang Qingchen's body was too fast, so that when the others retreated, there was still a phantom.

That's a phantom!

The thought had just crossed the Assassin's mind, and almost at the same moment, a creepy feeling arose, a sign of danger!

His instincts have always been extremely accurate, and he has relied on them to avoid danger countless times.

Before his mind could react, his body twisted nimbly, and he floated out of the air like a slippery fish.

He didn't have time to congratulate himself on the speed of his movements, only to feel a sharp pain from his chest to his brain, and when he looked down, it was a black iron token, the tip of the token was deeply inserted into his chest, only half a minute away from his heart, and blood sprayed out.

Even if Fang Qingchen didn't have a weapon, this Yan Yu token was also a deadly weapon in his hands!

The assassin himself is a master of hidden weapons, and Fang Qingchen's "hidden weapon" has no skills, and the one he relies on is a quick word!

The moment the token pierced, I didn't even feel a pain in my chest!

At this time, the generals and guards in the main hall finally reacted, Lan Shu and Wei Yao protected Yan Li, and Er Niu and Han Xiao led a group of guards to surround the assassins, the swords, guns, swords, and halberds were shining coldly, the momentum was condensed, and the murderous aura was fierce.

In the chaos, Yan Li looked at Fang Qingchen, but saw that he seemed to be sluggish, just looked down in a daze, looking at his hands.

Yan Wei was puzzled, his body flickered, he approached Fang Qingchen, and called in a low voice: "Qingchen!" ”

Lan Shu and Wei Yao were startled, and hurriedly rushed forward to block Yan Li and Fang Qingchen, their hearts were still pounding, and their backs were already covered in cold sweat.

Fang Qingchen raised his head, but his eyes were uncertain, and he was terrified when he saw Yan Li, and reached out to grab him tightly. It may be that Yan Li is trying too hard, Fang Qingchen's arm hurts, and he suddenly sobered up and smiled faintly: "It's okay!" ”

Yan Li only felt an inexplicable panic, staring straight at him, Fang Qingchen looked back with a smile, both of them ignored everything beside them, it seemed that no assassin was killing all sides, and there seemed to be no ministers watching in horror inexplicably, as if there were only the two of them in heaven and earth. Qingchen was as gentle as ever, Qingchen was as tolerant as ever, so calm look, so stable posture, that Yan Li thought that he was just subconsciously frightened. Sighed slowly, under such a gentle gaze, Yan Li's face was hot, and he only felt both ashamed and regretful, and almost had an impulse to tell him that he was not really willing to insult him and betray him, tell him, don't leave, don't leave yourself, tell him, in fact, I really like and love you......

opened his mouth and rushed to his throat, but he forcibly held it back with the greatest self-control, only to feel so sour and depressed that he almost looked up to the sky and howled!

Fang Qingchen lowered his eyes, and his pupils, which were originally as bright as stars, instantly turned everything into ashes like a burning skyrocket, leaving only a gloomy patch.

If your heart is dead, you might as well go back!

Raising his head, he stretched out his hand and pushed Yan Li away, Yan Li didn't have time to speak, he made a move, and the sword of a guard three steps away suddenly flew straight into his hand, and this divine "dragon snatcher" suddenly made people stunned.

Despite the light dust token on his body, the assassin still stood as tall as a pine, unruly. Fang Qingchen didn't follow, let him take a breath, coughed lightly, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he wiped it away without care, and looked at the extremely nervous guards who were like a great enemy with a smile, and his eyes showed a thick sense of mockery.

The guards were thrilled by his provocative eyes, and their hearts were ashamed and annoyed. As the emperor's personal guard, not only did he let the assassins sneak into the throne hall, but also let the assassins chase the emperor and kill them like no one else.

Several impulsive guards could not stand the Assassin's mocking eyes, and immediately let out a loud shout, and slashed at the Assassin with their swords.

The assassin smiled slightly, but he was not frightened, and his long shirt was windless and automatic, and he walked lightly. His steps were slow and leisurely, like an old cow walking slowly, without a trace of fireworks, but everyone's faces changed drastically, and the young guard who was facing him was even more white, almost in an instant, the space seemed to be torn, countless energetic attacks, countless whirlpool aura, like an invisible killing game, just like such a confrontation, there were already several people who couldn't support it, eyebrows, eyes, mouth, nose, ears, blood kept gushing out.

The assassin laughed, full of spirit and arrogance, and said loudly: "If you want to die, I am afraid it will not be easy!" His laughter was so clear that everyone in the audience was moved and discolored.

Han Xiao's face sank, seeing that this person was under siege, he treated it indifferently, he was really a hero, and his demeanor was outstanding, he secretly admired, but he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and shouted: "Let's go together!" He slashed a single knife with his backhand and jumped up to meet it.

The assassin did not retreat but advanced, ignoring the sword light behind his back, and his body rushed forward like lightning, splitting out with one palm, and screaming angrily in the palm of his hand, which was really shocking. The first person turned pale, and he didn't have time to raise his sword to resist, but he felt a stagnation in his chest, and he bent over and coughed violently, and in the cough, blood spurted out of his mouth, mixed with a few pieces of internal organs. His heart was cold, and he looked up, but he saw the red figure floating around, advancing and retreating freely, his eyes gradually blurred, and the last thought in his mind was: "It's really not a person!" It turned out that the assassin's palm had shattered his internal organs.

Han Xiao's forehead was bruised, his sword was bright, and he had been sticking to the assassin's back, and he only needed to hand over the first half a point to severely damage the opponent, but the assassin didn't pay attention to his blade at all, and under the shaking of his body, his palm slashed and poked, every move and every style was extremely exquisite, and there was always one person who was killed or injured under his hands. And Han Xiao's blade was like a bite attached to the bone, it seemed that he was attacking and gaining the upper hand, but he didn't even touch the corner of the assassin's clothes, and even let him kill, this sense of powerlessness made him almost collapse, and then he knew what a terrible reaction and combat power Fang Qingchen could save Yan Li under this assassin.

Erniu roared, flew over, punched, and suddenly the fist wind was agitated, containing explosive strength, as if the momentum of Mount Tai was irresistible.

The assassin's eyes, which had always been calm and indifferent, suddenly flashed with a trace of blazing flames, and he was seen to be like a light feather, fluttering in the wind, and his right hand suddenly smashed out with a fist, directly hitting the guards in front. The man was startled and hurriedly retreated, and the assassin turned his fist into a finger and flicked it on the surface of the knife, only to feel a sore arm, and the sharp knife flew out of his hand. The assassin made a move, the sharp knife had entered his hand, he didn't turn his head, he slashed back, there was a clang, the two knives intersected, the knife light was like snow, and the strength came to his face.

Han Xiao only felt that his arm was sore, and he knew that his internal strength was far less profound than that of the assassin, but he had the heart to entangle the assassin, took a deep breath, and the real air turned, and the knife surface was attached to the assassin's sharp knife, giving birth to a sticky force, and firmly sucked the sharp knife.

At this time, Erniu's powerful punch had arrived, and the assassin's eyes flashed with cold light, and his right hand suddenly retracted, and his body suddenly rose vertically, slashing three palms in a row. Erniu only felt that the strong wind hit the body, his personality was stubborn, the fist wind was heavy, and he had the courage to never go back. The assassin's body was like electricity, one sideways, out of the battle group, the two bull fists fell into the air, and the palm wind hit his body again, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. And Han Xiao was lucky to compete with the assassin's sharp knife, who knew that the assassin said to abandon the knife and abandon the knife, he used too much force, couldn't retract the momentum, and also crashed forward. The two of them slammed into each other, and they felt a fishy breath rush to their throats, and their knees weakened, and they fell into a heap.

The assassin swayed freely, but in the blink of an eye, he actually severely injured more than a dozen guards led by Er Niu and Han Xiao, which was really majestic and unparalleled in the world. He swept forward with a wave of his palm, and suddenly felt a sharp energy lock his qi, and when he was shocked, he knew that it was Fang Qingchen's peerless sword qi. He was very jealous of the other party's light dust, and when he was about to turn sideways to avoid it, an unstoppable sword light suddenly appeared in front of him.

The sword light is graceful, poignant and bright red, and it is impossible to tell for a moment whether it is the girl's delicate flaming red lips or the poignant blood, like a bright drizzle, the drizzle is flying, overwhelming, and no one can avoid its sharpness. In front of him, it was just a bleak red, a stunning, and I couldn't tell the sword light and the figure anymore, the person had been integrated into the sword light, and I only heard a few muffled snorts, and a little blood flower was mixed in a bright red, which was not abrupt and conspicuous at all.

The sword light stopped, the blood flowed, and everything was still, except for a heavy pant and exclamation, which were intertwined, and almost fell to the ground.

The fight of the extreme master will always make people almost out of breath.

The assassin was covered in blood, but he stood proudly, his eyes were extremely clear, he looked at Fang Qingchen, and said with a faint smile: "How did you recognize me?" ”

Fang Qingchen grabbed an ordinary long sword in one hand, compared to the assassin's bloody embarrassment, the clean, neat, elegant, and calm Fang Qingchen was undoubtedly too chic, but no one noticed that there was a very slight crack in his chest and clothes, and the red official robe covered a little black.

Fang Qingchen smiled, but his smile was indescribably sad: "You and I have known each other for many years, no matter how bad my memory is, I shouldn't not remember you!" ”

The assassin was stunned and smiled bitterly: "You are a genius who will never forget, I have forgotten!" So, that night in Chunfeng Building, you already knew who I was, so you showed mercy? ”

Fang Qingchen shook his head: "I know your identity, but I don't show mercy to my subordinates!" There are two masters of Moon Shadow and Afterimage by your side, and if you really fight, I may not have a chance of winning! ”

"Don't think I don't know, Nalan Mo was also on the side that night, I don't believe he just came to see the fun!"

"Nalan Mo won't make a random move, he's a killer, not a guard!"

"Oh? So the afterimage and the moon shadow didn't appear as planned, I wonder what your private arrangements are? ”

"Just a promise! I'm sorry, I have to get rid of your helpers first! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have given you a chance to enter the hall beforehand! Haitian Pavilion is worthy of Haitian Pavilion, and Dong Xuanfeng is also worthy of Dong Xuanfeng! ”

The assassin exhaled a long breath and reached out to remove the disguise mask on his face, revealing a handsome, heroic, youthful face!

The sound of gasping and exclamation suddenly resounded throughout the audience!

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The sound of the pipa is sonorous and powerful, passionate and high-pitched, sometimes depressed and sad, sometimes swords and swords galloping, it is actually a song "Ambush on All Sides".

"Good song, good pipa, worthy of being the first Oiran in the capital in the past!"

"Entering without asking, is it actually Nalan Gongzi's hobby?" The sound of the pipa stopped, and the beautiful and charming lips of the woman who plucked the strings were slightly curled, and the indescribable bright color was compelling.

Nalan Mo's bright eyes stared at Liu Feixu tightly, with a hint of a sneering smile: "Moon Shadow Girl, I don't understand, how could you betray your master?" ”

Liu Feixu glanced at Nalan Mo, but saw that there was a little blood on his black clothes, and sighed, his expression gloomy: "I didn't expect that the dignified Nalan son would actually kill his fellow Daoists!" Remnants are no match for you! I passed the information to Fang Gongzi, and I still had the idea of what happened, there are not so many peerless masters in this world after all, and there is still hope for the afterimage to leave! ”

"Peers are enemies! Feng Wuxian has repeatedly invited me to join Haitian Pavilion, but I haven't agreed, didn't he secretly send a lot of people to block my business? ”

Liu Feixu shook his head: "Fang Gongzi has always been unfathomable, I just didn't expect that even a person as carefree as you would be snare by him!" ”

"You took refuge in Qingchen yourself, don't pull me up! That guy made a pact with me, and I just agreed to him! Nalan Mo was radiant, with a smug face, and looked at Liu Feixu with a smile: "I'm just curious, how did he arrange for you to go undercover in Haitian Pavilion, he is not so powerful, how many years ago he arranged your dark pile?" ”

Liu Feixu smiled bitterly: "Although Childe is powerful, he also does not have the ability to predict the future. I just happen to owe Fang Gongzi a favor! ”

"Repay the favor?!" Nalan Mo was really dumbfounded, "You, you...... Could it be rumored that you once committed suicide by jumping off a building and was saved by others, that person wouldn't be Fang Qingchen, right?! ”

Liu Feixu smiled slightly, and the smile had already given the answer.

"If it weren't for the Prime Minister's Son's personal appearance, how could the treacherous and cunning bustard simply hand over your betrayal contract? Alas, it's a fucking wonderful fate! Nalan Mo patted his forehead and said with a wry smile. Hu Er frowned, "No, since you have joined the Haitian Pavilion, how can you not check and understand clearly?" Since he knows that you have something to do with Qingchen, how can he be so reassuring of you? ”

Liu Feixu sighed: "Yes, although it is a life-saving grace, there is no need to betray the pavilion master and betray the same door!" Of course the Pavilion Master understands, but he believes that I will not betray him, because I was saved by him and Fang Gongzi together! ”

Rao is Nalan Mo is extremely smart, and he couldn't imagine that there was such a big gossip, so he opened his mouth wide for a while, and only reacted after a while, and categorically refuted: "Qingchen and the Lord of Haitian Pavilion are old acquaintances?" You don't talk nonsense! ”

"Hehe, what's so strange about that? Fang Gongzi's heart is also as bright as a mirror! ”

"Qingchen also knows? Then why are you still ......" Nalan Mo looked at this charming and beautiful woman, his heart was numb, and he said secretly: A woman's heart is really terrible! I didn't expect the dignified Haitian Pavilion Lord to be planted in the hands of such a beautiful woman!

Liu Feixu pursed his lips, stared at Nalan Mo with clear eyes, and said with a faint smile: "Fang Gongzi only asked me one sentence: Is it Emperor Kang of Liang State Shenwu or Emperor Yan State Wise?" Do you want the world to be in chaos or do you want the people to be peaceful? Ha, isn't there still an independent and chic person like you among the killers, and I am not allowed to be a little dusty woman who is loyal to the king and loves the people? ”

Nalan Mo thought that he was a well-informed figure, but this time, he was completely stunned.

"Isn't it ridiculous that a killer like me, who has bloody hands and a sinful body, and a shameless person like me who is a traitor and treacherous person, still has the face to talk to others about loyalty, filial piety, courtesy, righteousness, and shame? Hahaha......" The two lines of Qingli flowed down slowly, Liu Feixu plucked the strings with one hand, and the fierce and sonorous pipa sound suddenly stood out like an iron horse, violently agitated.

Nalan Mo came back to his senses, shook his head and sighed: "Who said that you are shameless and sinful, you are really a strange woman with great wisdom and bravery, Nalan Mo is ashamed of herself and is not as good as ......"

Liu Feixu smiled miserably, a wisp of bright red escaped from the corner of his lips, and after a raised string note, a pipa song came to an abrupt halt, only Nalan Mo exclaimed in shock......

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The mysterious Sea and Sky Pavilion Lord slowly unveiled the human skin mask!

Everyone was surprised, and in an instant, countless eyes focused on the face of King Anyi!

King Anyi also looked shocked, but he kept shaking his head and sighing.

Although the two faces are dozens of years apart, they are five points similar, and almost no one will believe them if they have nothing to do with each other!

"Xuanfeng-" Fang Qingchen was the first to break the silence, but a clear gaze flashed in his eyes.

This person turned out to be Dong Xuanfeng, who was known as the three princes of the capital with Fang Qingchen and Gu Zizhou! The son of the chivalrous and heroic Imperial Doctor!

"He, how could he be Dong Xuanfeng? Obviously it doesn't look like it! On the spot, the courtiers of Old Liang shouted.

The Haitian Pavilion Master Feng Wuxi, who was said to be "Dong Xuanfeng", raised his eyebrows and hummed: "I started learning the art of disguise at the age of three, and I was able to make a human skin mask at the age of eight, and there are really not many people in the world who have seen my true face!" Turning to Fang Qingchen, he sighed, "How can there be a monster like you?" After so many years of not seeing me, I keep changing my face, and you still recognize me at a glance, it's really shocking! ”

Fang Qingchen sneered: "Do you really think that if you change your face, others won't recognize you?" ”

Dong Xuanfeng pointed at Fang Qingchen and bent over with a smile: "You, you...... Qingchen, your poisonous tongue is really incredible! Zizhou was scolded by you back then, right? Laughing, he couldn't help coughing loudly, reaching out to wipe the blood in his hand.

Everyone saw that his injuries were really not light, and the heart that mentioned his throat and eyes finally let go.

Fang Qingchen sighed softly.

Why did Dong Xuanfeng, as a son of a nobleman, hate Kandi so much?

Why did Dong Xuanfeng choose to leave the capital instead of staying and joining the officialdom?

Once, he was also very confused and didn't understand Dong Xuanfeng, but at this moment, that face that was so familiar and so clear made him understand everything.

How shameless Kandi was back then, Fang Qingchen naturally will not forget it.

What is sad and lamentable, Dong Xuanfeng, who is so clear and bold and righteous, even though his hatred is deeper than the sea, he can't cut off the connected blood, and he can't let go of the so-called national hatred and family feud.

Although it is not a pity that Kandi should be killed with a thousand knives, only Dong Xuanfeng is the only one in this world who is qualified to kill him!

Since Yan Li killed his father, how can he not take revenge on his father as a son of man?

Yan Li looked at Dong Xuanfeng blankly, then glanced at Fang Qingchen again, sighed softly, and was silent.

Although this person was the killer who assassinated him, ...... Let's leave it to the light dust!

A trace of sadness flashed in Fang Qingchen's eyes, and Dong Xuanfeng shook his head with a smile: "Qingchen, don't blame yourself!" You know now why I'm fighting to the death, right? Hehe, the person who should say I'm sorry is me, I've been hiding my true face from you and me before, and I left without saying a word even when I left, and I insisted on going against you, if it wasn't for your quick reaction, I would almost have succeeded! ”

"If I kill Emperor Yan...... he swept his gaze to Yan Li's face, with a touch of melancholy and dazedness, and smiled faintly: "How can there be so many ifs?" ”

"Yes, how can there be so many ifs? Xuanfeng, you ...... You're really messy, headstrong, and masochistic...... That kind of person, not worth it! Fang Qingchen looked confused and let out a long sigh.

"What's not worth it? If I give the blood back to that bastard, I owe him nothing, and you should be happy for me! Dong Xuanfeng turned to King Anyi and sneered slightly: "King Anyi, right?" Prince Zhaoyan asked me to say hello to you on his behalf, you are really worthy of being the king of Anyi of Liang Kingdom! ”

Under his cold gaze, King Anyi involuntarily took a step back and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? ”

Dong Xuanfeng sneered: "That's right, just a scum like you, you are also worthy of being called a descendant of the Liang family?" Prince Zhaoyan calls you Uncle Wang, which is really exalting you! I don't know if you have ever dreamed of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who died miserably every night? ”

"The old Prince Liang has already committed suicide and martyrdom, he is my own nephew, although I have the heart to save his life, but his personality is too strong, he is unwilling to bow his head, take medicine and commit suicide, hum, where are you an assassin who came out of nowhere, talking nonsense and alarmist? Commander Han, you still don't want people to take him down? ”

Han Xiao took a step forward and couldn't help but look at Yan Li. Yan Li shook his head slightly, but his eyes stayed on Fang Qingchen.

Dong Xuanfeng raised his head and laughed: "King Anyi, King Xian, hahaha...... What a virtuous king who killed his relatives and committed treason! A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he turned back to Fang Qingchen and smiled: "Qingchen, what do you say is the best way to deal with a shameless person?" ”

The corners of Fang Qingchen's mouth curved, and he smiled silently.

The vast majority of people know in their hearts that this Dong Xuanfeng is the illegitimate son of the old Liang Kangdi, the country's hatred and family hatred, and they don't share the sky, so they are so obsessed with killing Yan Li. As for King Anyi, although Dong Xuanfeng didn't say anything specific, smart people were already secretly guessing in their hearts: Could it be that the old Prince Liang was actually killed by King Anyi? After attacking Dadu that day, it was indeed the king of Anyi who entered the palace first, and reported that the old Liang prince committed suicide in fear of crime, is it ......

King Anyi was ashamed and angry, and he hated to tear up this mongrel on the spot, but after all, Yan Li was present, he didn't dare to make a mistake, otherwise he would even make people say that he was weak-hearted, murderous, and so on! Secretly glanced at Yan Li, but saw that Yan Li tilted his head, but he was not surprised, hateful or happy, his face was indifferent, King Anyi was secretly shocked by Yan Li's calmness and generosity, and he really had the demeanor of a king. In his heart, he secretly wondered how to make Yan Li give the order to kill Dong Xuanfeng, a silver light flashed in front of him, his mind was suddenly confused, and he was shocked in his heart, before he could figure out what was happening, his body had fallen to the ground uncontrollably, and his consciousness gradually sank into the abyss!

The crowd was shocked, some rushed to King Anyi, bent on saving people, and some were so frightened that they retreated again and again, for fear that they would become the next target of assassination. There were also guards who rushed towards Dong Xuanfeng, but they were stopped by Fang Qingchen.

"Fang Hou, he killed King Anyi!" Someone shouted at the moment, and the voice was seriously dissatisfied.

Fang Qingchen's face was expressionless, and he glanced coldly at the minister who spoke, and everyone couldn't help but stagnate, speechless. Some people also looked at Yan Li, but they didn't expect Yan Li to be indifferent, it seemed that it was not the important ministers of the court who died, but the inconspicuous passer-by. Most people were furious and extremely unconvinced, only to feel that it was really a great shame to let a seriously injured assassin openly kill the prince of the dynasty in front of everyone, especially in front of Fang Qingchen, with Fang Qingchen's martial arts, how could he not stop it in time? If it weren't for Fang Qingchen's momentum for a while, I am afraid that someone would have impeached Fang Qingchen on the spot for his villain behavior of killing people with a knife.

Dong Xuanfeng smiled, but his eyes stayed on Fang Qingchen's chest: "Qingchen, the old forces of the Liang State really shouldn't stay in the new dynasty!" ”

Fang Qingchen lowered his head and glanced at the extremely inconspicuous wound, reached out and hugged Dong Xuanfeng, and sighed: "Take care!" ”

Dong Xuanfeng nodded, and suddenly said in a stiff voice: "I'm sorry!" ”

Fang Qingchen turned his head and walked towards Yan Li, behind him, Dong Xuanfeng spurted out a mouthful of blood, sat down on the ground, looked at Fang Qingchen's back with a smile, slowly closed his eyes, and was silent.

Hearing a burst of exclamation behind him, Fang Qingchen clenched his fist with his right hand, his nails pierced deep into his palm, but his footsteps did not stop, and he walked in front of Yan Li, as if he had experienced life and death indifferently, as if he was relieved to see all the wind and clouds, he looked at him quietly, as if he had a thousand words, but he was speechless.

Yan Li stretched out his hand and slowly broke Fang Qingchen's clenched fist, but saw that his palm was red, and his heart was extremely painful, he gently held his hand, and he couldn't speak for a long time, only one or two cold tears fell to the palm of his hand, but they were mixed with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was blood or tears.

If the light dust is one step slower......

If Qingchen is resentful......

If Qingchen just turns around and leaves......

Qingchen, it turns out that at the moment of life and death, what I miss the most is you, how can I let go of your hand?

Qingchen, I'm not afraid of death, the only thing I'm afraid of is never seeing you again!

He thought, no matter what, the first person Qingchen thought of was always him, wasn't it, he could boldly guess that Qingchen should also have affection for him?

However, brotherly love and friend's righteousness, why can't you sacrifice your life and forget your death for each other?

It's just, even if there is love? Such a betrayal, such a hurt, can just say "I'm sorry" save everything? Do you really want to move forward bravely, even if you sink, you have nothing to fear?

Or, retreat to the next place, silently guarding the other party, watching him soar in the sky and the earth as he wants, riding the wind and water straight to the sky?

Therefore, he should still let go, even if he is heartbroken, bitter and inexplicable!

Light dust, light dust, what should you let me do?

Isn't it selfish and cruel to make any choice?

The person who struggled in pain still had a thousand times in his heart, and the choices he had made were difficult to choose when he saw him fighting bloodily and being sad and grieving!

And the person who was surprised by the two tears was full of emotion and thoughts.

He thought, maybe there is still love, I am hurt, and he is also hurt.

I think again, what about being affectionate? It's not that the authority of the emperor always overrides love!

Isn't it true that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment?

Is it true that when everyone grows up, the promises, beliefs, and vows of childhood will be slowly forgotten?

Isn't it simply wrong to pursue the perfect love that doesn't exist?

In this world, there is no perfect thing in the first place, and the creation of heaven is always the fairest, perfect and perfect, even the legendary immortals can't do it, so it's my demand?

It's just that if you compromise and give in again and again, you can get back love, and when will that kind of concession be back? Where is the end of compromise?

If, in the end, you get a compromise love, is it still perfect love?

The white wall is slightly flawed, and the flaws are not concealed, but unfortunately, it is not perfect after all!

Worry because of love, fear because of love, if you are separated from your lover, you will not be afraid of worry.

Therefore, it is finally liberated, and it is cut in two!

The two who were silent stared at each other, as if they were affectionate, but they were secretly sad!

The clenched hands, the face seemed indifferent, but the trembling body betrayed the excitement and horror in Yan Wei's helplessness.

Fang Qingchen smiled.

"Yan Li, in fact, I really want to travel all over the country in my lifetime, see all the wind and snow, taste all the food in the world, drink all the good wine in the world, I want to bear the wind and sleeve moon, walk all over the world, I want to sing and sing, laugh proudly, I want to do nothing, I want to let go of everything, I want to indulge willfully......"

- If you don't need to think about paper simulation, and just live a simple and comfortable life, wouldn't you have so much disappointment and sadness?

Such a gentle smile, such a gentle voice, such a gentle eye wave...... Why, however, did he feel a wave of fear that he had never felt before?

"Light dust—"

- You have finally decided to leave me, to leave me to live a free life where you are free and unrestrained......

Obviously this is my hope, obviously this is what I am pushing for, why am I so sad? Why am I so reluctant?

I really, really regret it......

If I keep talking, if I keep holding your hand, can I never be separated, can I not regret it?

However, why do I give up so easily every time the words come to my lips?

Isn't it, am I really missing something?

Why, in the end, the choice is still wrong, wrong, wrong?

"You have to remember that the future and the world are in the palm of your hand-" Fang Qingchen smiled softly, his crystal ink pupils shining with dazzling light, but his face that was smiling like a spring breeze slowly turned pale, and slowly blackened his eyebrows......

"Qingchen, my future - my future is only in the palm of your hand......" The words that had been endured for a long time rushed out of his mouth, and the fiery emotions erupted!

Helplessness, reluctance, pain, nostalgia...... Yan Li's eyes were full of too many complicated feelings, so strong that Fang Qingchen had to face them, but he ...... The wound is so deep, the pain is so painful, how can it be erased? It's just that...... It's too late......

Jet-black blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body, which had been barely upright, tilted and fell on Yan Li's body......

I didn't want to think about it anymore, I didn't want to look at it anymore, I slowly closed my eyes and smiled sadly: Sure enough, if life is only as I first saw it, what is the autumn wind and sad fan?

Blood splattered like hellish flowers from the Netherworld, striking people's hearts......

He can no longer hear heart-rending exclamations, no longer see the cry of despair, and no longer feel deep and strong remorse and love......

Everything in this world, whether it is love or hate, whether it is grievances, has nothing to do with him......

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Nalan Mo sat quietly on the top of the mountain, and the mountain wind blew his clothes and hunting.

Looking up at the sky, the waning moon is like a hook, the tired birds return to the nest, and the two jars of the best pear blossom fragrance are placed in front of him, but they have never been opened.

From now on, there are friends to accompany you, the years cannot be urged, and the wind and frost and sword cannot be forced.

Looking at the moon with a smile, a flat boat follows each other, morning and twilight, life, no longer lonely as snow!

I wish to be drunk and laugh with you for 30,000 times......

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555, I miss Xiaorong very much, I really want him to come out and make an appearance, and I really think that Xiaorong's dad is very suitable to be an ideological and political teacher! However, maybe I'm not Xiao Rong's most hardcore fan, so this article will be reviewed by Yin Yin and Valve, anyway, Xiao Rong is not Xiao Rong! Well, even admit that Xiaorong has changed, but ...... Bow your head.,Repent.,I'll never write about Xiaorong's same people in the future.,Otherwise, I'll be flattened to death! Xiaorong here, let's look at it, let's call it Xiaorong, tears~