"The junior Duan Zongbi has seen Dazun, please forgive the junior for daring to ask, what does Dazun mean by this?"

Quiet.

Dead silence.

When Xia Fan spoke.

The atmosphere of the entire long street instantly fell into a freeze, and time seemed to stop flowing at this moment.

Especially Xuan Lingzi and others.

Each other's faces became unusually solemn and strange.

What is he trying to do?

Does he know what he's talking about?

At this time.

Duan Zongbi, who had been hiding in the shadows, walked out quietly.

He bowed his hand to Xia Fan respectfully, his face full of incomprehension and flattery.

"You're Duan Zongbi?"

Xia Fan casually glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him who broke the silence.

This guy who doesn't look amazing is Leng Yan's top boss?

"It's the juniors. ”

Duan Zongbi hurriedly said.

"Isn't what I said clear enough?" Xia Fan retracted his gaze and said. "That's the end of it. ”

"......" Duan Zongbi heard this, and immediately said with a worried face. "What does Dazun mean ...... Are you going to intervene in this war?"

"To be exact, I'm here to end this war. ”

Xia Fan said calmly.

“...... How does Dazun want to end this war?"

Duan Zongbi took a deep breath and airway.

"Stop killing and let them go. ”

Xia Fan turned his head.

Beside him, behind him.

It is Su Yunxiao, who is still alive even though he is dead.

It is Su Yanfu, who has run out of oil and lost his soul.

is a rescue sergeant who is still struggling to support himself with bruises.

It is a scene of countless ruins that have been turned into ruins and ruined walls.

There was undried blood flowing on the ground, and limbs and organs were scattered everywhere.

In the light of the morning light.

It is dyed with a layer of solemnity and sadness.

Farther north.

The killing continues.

I could faintly hear the earth-shattering screams and cries.

The war has begun to affect the innocent people in the city.

War, it's time to stop in moderation.

"Great Venerable ......," Duan Zongbi said in silence for a long time. "But they are thieves, do you really want to stop the court from rioting?"

"Do you mean that the court must drive them out?"

Xia Fan said indifferently.

"After all, we are officials, they are thieves, and officers and soldiers kill thieves, which has been a matter of course since ancient times. ”

Duan Zongbi seemed to have mustered great courage and gritted his teeth.

"If the thief is not destroyed, how can the imperial court stabilize this country?

"Su Yunxiao is dead, the Relief Army has been completely defeated, and they will no longer be a threat to the imperial court. ”

Xia Fan said indifferently.

"But as long as they are alive, sooner or later they will become a big problem for the imperial court in the future!"

Duan Zongbi said resolutely.

"Have you thought about it, and what is the reason why a group of vulnerable and powerless people desperately want to stand up against the imperial court?"

Xia Fan looked directly at Duan Zongbi and said in a cold voice.

"What if you kill all the Salvation Army? If you die to save the Suffering Army, won't there be a second or third Salvation Army? And you can kill them all? No! You can't kill them all! Because from the beginning to the end, your enemies are not these people who can't survive, but yourself, and these shit sects that think they are high!"

said.

He looked at Xuan Lingzi and the others.

No doubt.

His last words were addressed to them.

"Senior, do you really plan to interfere in worldly affairs?"

Xuan Lingzi said with a serious expression.

"Why? Can you interfere? Lao Tzu can't?"

Xia Fan said contemptuously.

"Senior, don't you know that since the Middle Ages, the Great Grandmaster has not been allowed to interfere with the rules of the world?"

Xuan Lingzi said without fear.

"The rules, the rules of going to Nima!"

Xia Fan looked at them with disdain.

"As long as Lao Tzu is here! Lao Tzu is the rule!"

"Senior, I hope you can be cautious in your words and deeds. ”

Xuan Lingzi glanced at Xia Fan deeply.

"If you continue to chirp crookedly in front of Lao Tzu, do you really dare not kill Lao Tzu?"

Xia Fan reached out and touched the hilt of the sword on his waist, and said without a trace of emotion in his tone.

"Let's go!"

Xuan Lingzi heard this.

Immediately said to Xuan Huazi and the others without hesitation.

The next moment, they quickly disappeared in front of Xia Fan's eyes.

"You, stop. ”

Xia Fan directly stopped Duan Zongbi, who was about to retire.

"Dare to ask what else Dazun commands?"

Duan Zongbi bowed his head and said respectfully.

"Let your people stop killing and exit Wanyang, otherwise, don't blame me for doing it myself!"

Xia Fan waved his hand impatiently.

"Obey the instructions of the Great One. ”

After speaking.

Duan Zongbi immediately left in the direction of the north gate.

"Let's go. ”

Xia Fan let go of the hand holding the sword, patted Su Yanfu, who was like dead wood beside him, and immediately strode in the direction of the government office.

There.

Someone is fighting.

Someone is waiting for themselves.

Halfway through the line.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in front of Xia Fan.

"Childe. ”

Xia Fan frowned and glanced at the cold smoke that came up in a hurry, but his footsteps did not stop.

"Childe! The slave family is here to ask Childe for sin. ”

Leng Yan said with a worried face.

"Please, please, please?"

Xia Fan walked forward by himself.

"Childe, the slave family dares to swear to you with their lives, and the slave family is in the dark and unaware of the changes that have occurred in Wanyang. ”

The cold smoke almost crushed the Silver Tooth Road.

In fact, after she learned that Su Yunxiao was assassinated, the imperial army's divine soldiers appeared outside Wanyang City.

That moment.

The cold smoke instantly chilled all over the body, and my heart sank to the bottom.

Because—

With her intelligence, it's not hard to guess.

It's a conspiracy.

A conspiracy orchestrated by the imperial court.

But I don't know anything about cold smoke.

In a nutshell.

The imperial court and the high-ranking officials of the Zhenwu Division deceived themselves.

She felt very uncomfortable.

But what she was uncomfortable with was not the deception of the imperial court, but the distrust and ...... of the imperial court Exploit.

Yes.

The high-level officials of the imperial court and the Zhenwu Division used themselves to paralyze Xia Fan.

It is precisely because she doesn't know anything that she doesn't have any flaws in front of Xia Fan.

But did the imperial court and the Zhenwu Division think about a question?

In case Xia Fan learns that this is a conspiracy of the imperial court, will he be angry at his "concealment"?

Or rather.

The imperial court and the Zhenwu Division have long regarded her as an outcast?

This makes Leng Yan shudder to think about it.

Over the years.

She was wounded and bled for the Zhenwu Division.

Pick at the door and ask yourself.

She has never been sorry for the cultivation of Zhenwuji.

However, Zhen Wuji, who she had worked so hard for, turned his back on him.

Nevertheless.

Leng Yan had no complaints about what Zhen Wusi did.

Because everything she has now is given by Zhenwu Division.

Even if Zhen Wuji turned his back on herself, she had nothing to say.

But.

That doesn't mean she's going to be killed.

She didn't want to die.

So she had to explain it to Xia Fan.

"Actually, it's normal for you to be a little minion and not know. ”

Clinker Xia Fan didn't care.

“...... Childe, don't you really blame the slaves?"

Leng Yan still asked cautiously.

"Who said I wasn't going to blame you?

Xia Fan said lightly.

“...... Dare to ask how Childe intends to blame the slave family?"

Leng Yan's heart sank suddenly.

"Give me a job for thirty or fifty years. ”

Xia Fan said casually.

"Does Childe want the slave family to sell themselves to atone for their sins?"

Leng Yan was silent for a moment.

"I'll just ask you if you'd like to, right?"

Xia Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense.

"So far, can the slave family still refuse the son?" said Leng Yan with a bitter face. "It's just that the imperial court and the Zhenwu Division are ......"

"Lao Tzu poached people and still want them to agree?"

Xia Fan sneered.

"In this case, the slave family will only look forward to the son in the future!"

Leng Yan sighed lightly, and immediately bowed solemnly to Xia Fan.

"You deserve a pretty crisp answer. ”

Xia Fan's eyebrows raised slightly.

"Because the slave family has no choice. ”

Leng Yan couldn't help but smile sadly.

"Also, if you are serious, you are also an outcast. ”

Xia Fan touched his chin and thought for a while.

"Even if I let you go, there is already a gap between you and Zhenwusi, and you will inevitably be idle and banished afterwards, so it's not interesting for you to stay in Zhenwusi, it's better to change the court, after all, Lao Tzu is a great master, and he will have a brighter face when he takes refuge in Lao Tzu." ”

"Childe sees it clearly. ”

Leng Yan said gloomily.

"In the future, you are not allowed to be sad in front of me, Lao Tzu just asked you to work with me, not to let you dedicate yourself, why do you look miserable and miserable. ”

Xia Fan looked at the cold smoke in a depressed mood and said unhappily.

"The slave family is wrong. ”

Leng Yan immediately reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said.

"Forget it, I'll slowly train you when I have time in the future. ”

Xia Fan shook his head and said.

The eighteen arhats who were good at the beginning were inappropriate, and now they regret it, right?

didn't say it, 996 blessings will definitely be indispensable in the future.

But.

Anyway, she is also her only employee now, and she will definitely not be treated badly in the future.

As the leader of the Zhenwu Division.

Her ability to do her job is undoubtedly commendable.

It's this attitude of resignation that needs to be changed.

Because he still likes the cold smoke of his unrestrained personality when he meets for the first time.

Jing Wanyang's incident.

Xia Fan is completely aware of the lack of personal strength.

He can fight, he can fight.

But once he falls into a situation of information asymmetry, he will be like a fly without a head.

There is nowhere to be powerful.

In the end, it directly made people play around.

Therefore.

He desperately needs someone to plug his eyes.

Wait until one day Lao Tzu lights up the whole map, and see where you guys are hiding!

"Childe, there is one thing that the slave family doesn't know whether to say or not. ”

took refuge in the new master, and Leng Yan naturally couldn't wait to show his worth.

Say. ”

Xia Fan said simply.

"Childe, have you heard that you really plan to intervene in the war between the imperial court and the rescue army?"

Leng Yan turned his head and casually glanced at the more and more distressing soldiers behind Xia Fan.

"So what?"

Xia Fan didn't care about the Dao.

"Childe knows that once you decide to meddle in worldly affairs, it is impossible for the major sects to sit idly by. ”

Leng Yan said worriedly.

"So what?"

Xia Fan understated.

"Childe, don't you know? This is tantamount to putting you on the opposite side of all sects. Leng Yan said with a heavy heart. "A hundred years ago, Xie Thirteen Sword of the Divine Sword Villa committed this taboo, which eventually led to the mysterious fall of Xie Thirteen Sword, and the Divine Sword Villa was destroyed by the Yin Yang Sect. ”

"Oh. ”

Xia Fan still reacted coldly.

"Childe, aren't you worried?"

Seeing this, Leng Yan couldn't help but say.

"Don't worry, I'm in control. ”

Enemies of the world?

She was thinking too seriously.

True.

He did intervene in the war between the imperial court and the relief army.

But this war is over.

The defeat of the relief army is decided.

He just didn't want the court to create another gratuitous killing.

What's more—

He still doesn't know who is the real mastermind behind his calculations!

This account!

He'll figure it out one by one!

Not only the Forgotten Soul Sect, but also the imperial court!

None of them can run!

Reasonable.

There's no way he'll leave it alone.

"You've crossed the line. ”

When Xia Fan and others gradually came to the government office.

There was a man standing in front of the empty office.

An incomparably handsome young man.

He put his hands behind his back and calmly looked at Xia Fan, who was leading a large number of soldiers to help the suffering.

"Is it coming so soon?"

Xia Fan stopped and muttered to himself.

"My three apprentices died inexplicably in Wanyang, so I had to come. ”

The young man said indifferently.

"Are you Xuan Zhenzi their master?"

Xia Fan looked at the young man in front of the government office.

"The old man is Qing Lingjun, the lord of the East Pole Heavenly Hall of the Cloud Palace. ”

The young man said softly.

"Qing Lingjun, Lord of the East Pole Heavenly Temple?!"

Leng Yan, who was following Xia Fan's side, heard this, and his beautiful eyes instantly widened in disbelief.

She knew very well what the name meant.

Grand Master!

Because the five pole hall masters of the Cloud Sky Hall are all great grandmasters!

But so far, very few people have seen the true faces of these five hall masters.

I didn't expect him to appear in Wanyang today, and even appear in front of them.

"Your apprentice's death has nothing to do with me. ”

Xia Fan said expressionlessly.

"I know. Qing Lingjun said indifferently. "But I'm here for you, you've crossed the line. ”

"So you're here to stop me?"

Xia Fan smiled suddenly.

"Why do you knowingly ask?" said Qing Lingjun unhurriedly. "You should know what the consequences will be if the Great Grandmaster interferes with the world. ”

"I know. ”

Xia Fan nodded.

The Grand Master is a nuclear weapon.

The so-called great grandmasters are not allowed to interfere in the world, which is equivalent to the promise of the major sects that no one will use nuclear weapons.

Once someone takes the lead in using nuclear weapons, it will inevitably trigger a new round of world war.

In order to avoid a world war, the major sects will collectively sanction those who are the first to use nuclear weapons, so as to eliminate the hidden danger of world war.

This is why Xie Shisanjian died back then.

He crossed the line.

"If you know, why do you want to do it?"

Qing Lingjun shook his head and said.

"Because they don't deserve to die. ”

Xia Fan said calmly.

"Them?"

Qing Lingjun's gaze fell on the countless soldiers who were rescuing the suffering behind Xia Fan.

"It's them. Xia Fan said. "They are just a group of ordinary people, your war is over, why let them bear the consequences of your brewing!"

"From the moment they joined this war, they had to bear the consequences of their participation in this war. ”

Qing Lingjun was unmoved.

"If it was just a normal war, I wouldn't have shot. Xia Fan said. "But this war has deteriorated, the damned are dead, the undeserved are dead, there is no need to die more, let them go. ”

"That's not a reason for you to cross the line. ”

Qingling Jun said.

"I want you to figure out one thing. ”

Xia Fan stared at Qing Lingjun and said coldly.

"I'm not talking to you!"

"Are you sure you're going to go your own way?"

Qing Lingjun's face was still ancient.

"I said ......"

Xia Fan took a deep breath and twisted his neck and walked towards Qing Lingjun in front of the government office.

"You don't understand people!"

Boom –

One punch.

A clean punch.

Accompanied by an earth-shattering sonic boom.

Xia Fan appeared in front of Qing Lingjun as if he were teleporting.

He swung his fist and slammed it into the face mercilessly.

That moment.

He saw Qing Lingjun's astonishment.

He didn't seem to react at all.

Because.

Xia Fan's speed was so fast that he couldn't react at all.

The voice fell.

Qing Lingjun had disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Just a moment.

A mountain peak hundreds of miles away suddenly exploded.

"Gone! Still standing there stupid!"

Xia Fan shook his fist, turned around and said angrily to Leng Yan and the others.

"Gong, Gong, Gong...... Qing, what about Qing Lingjun?"

Leng Yan looked at Xia Fan with a sluggish face, stumbling and stumbling.

"Flying. ”

Xia Fan walked into the government office without looking back.

"If he dares to come back and chirp crookedly, see if Lao Tzu doesn't hammer him to death on the spot. ”