Leng Yan ignored Xia Fan's "nonsense".

Instead, he used silence as his own silent protest.

Because he is a grandmaster.

In front of him, all the pride of cold smoke will turn to humility.

Unless she is also a grandmaster, they are destined to not be qualified to talk to each other on an equal footing.

This world is so realistic and cruel.

It's like she can despise Gu Xiqiao.

If it weren't for the face of the other party's teacher, according to her character, she would have ended his life on the street earlier.

Playboy?

Scold.

The people who chase him in the rivers and lakes are just some unpopular goods.

In the eyes of the real bigwigs, he is nothing.

Just as she was in front of Xia Fan.

No matter how she scratches her head and gestures, in the final analysis, it is a means of flattery.

Whoever takes it seriously is a fool.

Xia Fan is not stupid, and Leng Yan is not stupid.

Therefore, once there is a disagreement between them, Leng Yan will take the initiative to back down to maintain this fragile relationship.

Right now.

But she couldn't back down any longer.

For this battle, how much effort the imperial court has paid, Leng Yan knows best in his heart.

What's more, she was the one who won over the people, and she naturally needs to bear the responsibility if something goes wrong.

Sometimes she thinks that it was a mistake to win over the other person from the beginning.

It's just that this thought often goes by in a flash.

After all, it's normal for a grandmaster to have a personality and a temper.

If she couldn't even bear this, how could she climb to the position of the leader of the Nine Guards? Does anyone really think that she relies on nepotism and beauty?

"I'm going to cultivate. ”

Words are not speculative.

Xia Fan simply got up and came to the bed, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes and said nothing.

And the candle flame in the room was quietly extinguished.

Leaving the cold smoke in the darkness, he sat in front of the table and chair, looking at Xia Fan with complicated eyes.

When the morning light is faint.

Xia Fan opened his eyes, and happened to meet the cold smoke in front of the table.

Listening to the noise outside the house, he silently walked to the window and pushed it open.

Window.

On weekdays, there were fires and smoke everywhere in Wanyang City, which was unusually deserted, and panicked people poured out of the streets and alleys, crying and screaming.

"You did that?"

Xia Fan was silent for a moment and said.

"Yes. Leng Yan said calmly. "When the imperial army arrives, our people lurking in Wanyang will be waiting for an opportunity to cause chaos. ”

"The army of the imperial court has already appeared outside Wanyang City?"

Xia Fan suddenly frowned and looked at the city wall in the distance.

"The soldiers are fast. Cold smoke said in a deep voice. "Although the imperial court mobilized 50,000 troops to attack Wanyang this time, the real main force was the 3,000 Shenwu army commanded by Wei Guogong. ”

"Three thousand people, you want to capture Wanyang in Gaocheng and Shenchi?" Xia Fanhu doubted.

"Three thousand is enough. Leng Yan said indifferently. "Childe, do you know how many people were used by the Rescue Army to conquer Wanyang?"

"I don't know. Xia Fan shook his head and said.

"Eight hundred. Leng Yan said unhurriedly. And most of these 800 people were people from the rivers and lakes, but Su Yunxiao led them to defeat the defenders of Wanyang. ”

"War, as expected, has nothing to do with mortals. ”

Xia Fan naturally understood the meaning of cold smoke.

He had had conjectures about this earlier, and now it was confirmed by the cold smoke.

In this world where force reigns supreme.

Ordinary people have absolutely no strength to resist the warriors.

But that doesn't mean that ordinary people are useless in war.

Even if a warrior can defeat a thousand?

After the battlefield cleaning, the chaotic soldiers are cleared, the people are announced, the law and order is maintained, etc., can the warrior do it alone?

After all, martial artists are in the minority, and ordinary people are the majority.

Say a polite word.

Warriors are parasites that cling to ordinary people and constantly absorb nutrients.

Even Xia Fan is no exception.

But he didn't have a choice.

It's not that he didn't try to create a better future with his own hands, but this world didn't give him a chance to become an ordinary person.

Are you going to live on your knees or die standing up?

Xia Fan didn't have a choice.

He chose to live standing.

"If nothing else, the first round of confrontation between the imperial court and the rebels of the Relief Army has begun. Leng Yan slowly walked to Xia Fan's side, and he could vaguely hear the shouting of killing from the distant city wall.

"Can the Relief Army hold it?"

Xia Fan asked a little knowingly.

"It depends on whether we can hold back the Grandmaster on Su Yunxiao's side. Leng Yan said with a serious face. "Because Su Yunxiao is a person who ignores the rules and runs rampant, once the situation deteriorates, he can even let the grandmaster take action and slaughter on a large scale. ”

"War is inherently unscrupulous. ”

Xia Fan shook his head and said.

What's more, people are barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes.

"But we can't tolerate it, and we can't afford to lose it. ”

The cold smoke was sonorous and powerful.

In particular, the Shenwu Army is the most important force in the hands of the imperial court, and once the Shenwu Army suffers heavy losses, it will inevitably shake the foundation of the imperial court.

Because—

The Shenwu Army is all martial artists who have been strictly selected and trained by the imperial court, and they are all ordinary people with innocent backgrounds without exception.

The imperial court provided them with the best treatment and did their best to create an invincible army.

The Great Jin Dynasty was founded for 300 years.

There are more than a dozen grandmasters who came out of the Shenwu Army alone.

Now one of the three great masters of the Zhenwu Division was born in the Shenwu Army.

This shows the importance of the Shenwu Army to the imperial court.

This is like a youth academy, which continuously provides the imperial court with excellent talents in the armed forces.

However, limited by qualifications, ordinary people ultimately hovered between the pulse and the enlightenment all their lives, and there were very few people who could be promoted to the Chaoyuan realm, let alone a grandmaster.

However, it is still more than enough for the Shenwu army to suppress the ordinary warriors in the local area, and once the imperial court is ruthless, it can even directly destroy a hidden sect except for the Yunxiao Hall at the risk of losing both.

But the court can't afford to gamble, and no one will choose to fight until the last resort.

Therefore, the major sects also did not dare to directly stimulate the imperial court, and more of them used the method of boiling frogs in warm water to consume each other.

"Are we going to watch the play here now?"

Xia Fan turned around and walked straight out of the room.

"We are waiting for an opportunity. ”

Leng Yan hurriedly followed, and then watched Xia Fan come to the backyard and fetch water to wash up casually.

"What chance?"

Xia Fan picked up the cold well water and patted it on his face casually.

"Shoot the man first and shoot the horse first, and capture the thief first to capture the king's beheading opportunity. Leng Yan said with a fierce look on his face. "At that time, Childe only needs to drag Su Yunfu, and our people will naturally complete the assassination of Su Yunxiao. ”

"Can't you now?"

After a brief wash, Xia Fan walked back to the inn lobby, and at the same time instructed the anxious shopkeeper to prepare some breakfast.

"It's not a chance yet. ”

On the seat by the window, Leng Yan shook his head solemnly.

"We haven't arrived yet, otherwise even if you can drag Su Yunfu back, we may not be able to successfully assassinate Su Yunxiao. ”

"Su Yunxiao is difficult to kill?"

Xia Fan looked out the window boredly, watching the soldiers of the Relief Army begin to suppress the riots of the crowd in the streets and alleys.

"Because he's only one step away from the Grandmaster's realm. Leng Yan sighed softly. "In the face of the siege of ordinary Chaoyuan Realm martial artists, he can calmly retreat. ”

"Who are you waiting for?" Xia Fan said absentmindedly.

"You may not be unfamiliar with this man. "Cold flue.

"Xue Ze?"

Xia Fan instantly thought of a person.

"Yes. ”

Leng Yan was slightly surprised.

"It's his kid, I didn't expect your Zhenwu Division to really invite him. ”

Xia Fan shook his eyebrows.

"As far as the slave family knows, it seems that you have met Xue Ze in private, Childe?" Leng Yan said seemingly casually.

"Yes, I met in the Ten Mile Pavilion in Nanjun. Xia Fan said disapprerovingly. "That guy may have misunderstood me, so something unpleasant happened. ”

"Childe, have you ever done it with Xue Ze?" Leng Yan's beautiful eyes shrank.

"He was the one who struck first, and I was forced to fight back. Xia Fan said lightly.

"......," Leng Yan said after a moment of silence. "Now that the overall situation is present, the slave family also implores the son to be magnanimous and give up his past suspicions. ”

"Don't worry, as long as he doesn't pester me anymore, I won't do anything to him. ”

Xia Fan waved his hand generously.

"Someone?" Leng Yanxiu frowned lightly.

"It was as if the woman his son liked had disappeared, and then he was on my head. Xia Fan said casually.

"Childe is talking about Miss Yingying from Tianxiang Temple?"

Leng Yan thought for a moment.

"Huh, you know her, too?" said Xia Fan in surprise.

Because Xue Ze's son Xue Ran liked her very much, the division carefully investigated her. Leng Yan wrote lightly.

"Is there anything suspicious about her?" Xia Fan said nonchalantly.

"Yes. Leng Yan said lightly. "Childe, do you want to know?"

"No, I'm not interested in her anyway. ”

Xia Fan shook his head and said.

On the contrary, her master is impressive.

Moment.

Xiao Er in the store brought breakfast to Xia Fan's table one by one.

For a moment they stopped talking to each other.

Xia Fan focused on eating, so he naturally didn't have time to take care of the cold smoke.

He has a great appetite.

It is not a problem to eat several cows in one meal, provided that he does not go through strenuous consumption.

After all, he is a martial artist, not an immortal cultivator.

Although he can also open the valley for a long time at his level, Xia Fan is more accustomed to satisfying his appetite like an ordinary person.

Leng Yan didn't seem to have an appetite, just watching Xia Fan sweep through the table of meals.

"Then again, as the head of the secret service, don't you need to be in command?"

After breakfast, Xia Fan took a sip of hot tea slowly.

"The slave family who should be confessed has already been explained, if the people below can even mess up this little thing, then they don't deserve to stay in Zhenwusi. "Cold flue.

"Yes, it's finally a bit of a domineering female president. ”

Xia Fan smiled and said.

"Childe, don't you really consider deigning to move?"

Leng Yan said in a heavy mood.

"Didn't I say it bluntly enough?" Xia Fan said helplessly. "And it's too late to say that by this time. ”

"Late?" Leng Yan's face was puzzled, and in an instant, his expression suddenly changed dramatically. "Childe, what do you mean ......?"

"I'll go out and shoot a fly, and you can stay here and don't move. ”

With that, Xia Fan swaggered towards the outside of the inn.

"Childe!"

Who knew that Leng Yan didn't listen at all, and after coming back to her senses, she quickly followed Xia Fan.

"Well, if you're really disobedient, then don't blame me for not warning you. ”

Xia Fan said without looking back.

"Childe ......"

Leng Yan chased out of the street, and was just about to persuade two sentences, but the words came to an abrupt halt.

Because she noticed someone.

A middle-aged man standing at the end of the street with his hands in his hands.

Even if they are far away from each other, the cold smoke can still feel the chilling aura emanating from each other's bodies.

What's more, she recognized who the face was.

"He seems to have come to trouble me, do you know him?"

Xia Fan stopped, looked back and forth at the middle-aged man in the distance.

“...... If the slave family is not mistaken, he is Xuan Zhenzi from the East Pole Heavenly Gate of the Cloud Palace. ”

Leng Yan subconsciously approached Xia Fan, and his stiff tone was mixed with a trace of unspeakable fear.

As the leader of the Nine Guards Division of the Zhenwu Division, she knows all the famous grandmasters on the rivers and lakes by heart.

And the Yunxiao Hall is the biggest trouble in the imperial court, and all the grandmasters who have appeared in the rivers and lakes, the Zhenwu Division has painted their image materials.

The memory of cold smoke is very good.

So the first time she saw Xuan Zhenzi, a familiar name immediately appeared in her mind.

"Xuan Zhenzi, is this his Tao name?"

Xia Fan touched his chin and said.

"This is an honorific name. The cold smoke voice was suppressed. "It is said that in the Cloud Palace, only the grandmaster is equipped with an honorific title. ”

"Honorific, why does it sound weird, I always feel like something is not right. ”

Xia Fan said thoughtfully.

"He's coming. ”

At this time, Leng Yan suddenly said nervously.

"Then why don't you hurry up and leave, stay here as cannon fodder?"

Xia Fan glanced at the cold flue.

"Childe, there is a record in the Zhenwu Division that this Xuan Zhenzi is the best among the grandmasters, and he may even be expected to be a great grandmaster in this life, so ordinary grandmasters basically have no chance of winning against him, and the slave family hopes that Gongzi will not be reckless......"

Leng Yan reminded heartily.

The meaning of the words could not be clearer.

You can't beat him, so run away when the situation is not good.

"Wow!" Xia Fan said with a look of surprise. "Can he hit ten, then?"

"Hit ten?" Leng Yan said confusedly.

"Is it that he can beat ten grandmasters?" Xia Fan explained.

“...... Childe, don't be joking anymore, even if there is a gap in strength between grandmasters, it is impossible to be ten with one anyway, such a person is not a grandmaster at all, but a great grandmaster!"

The cold smoke that reacted suddenly became anxious.

"Oh, that's fine. ”

After speaking, Xia Fan waved his hand and swept the cold smoke beside him far away to the corner of the street.

"You shouldn't be here. ”

When Xuan Zhenzi was only ten steps away from Xia Fan, he stopped and said with a joyless and sad face.

"But here I am. Xia Fan looked at the other party with a smile and said. "Are you going to say that you're going to make me regret coming here?"

"You're very self-aware. ”

Xuan Zhenzi half-closed his eyes, ignoring Xia Fandao like a celestial man from above.

"It's a pity that you don't have a beep. ”

Xia Fan joked in a lazy tone.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Xuan Zhenzi remained indifferent.

"Yes!" Xia Fan suddenly looked up at the sky. "Do you see the death omen shining above you?"

"I received your last words. ”

The next moment.

The air in the entire street seemed to freeze, and time stopped flowing.

The cold smoke that cowered in the corner instantly widened her beautiful eyes, and Rou Yi unconsciously covered her slightly open red lips.

In a trance.

She saw Xuan Zhenzi break the barrier of space, and stepped in front of Xia Fan in one step.

He raised his hand softly, and slowly slapped his palm on Xia Fan's head.

throughout the process.

Xia Fan was as unaware as if he had been hit by the immobilization technique.

Bang –

The next moment.

With a loud bang.

Xuan Zhenzi suddenly disappeared in front of Xia Fan's eyes.

"I hope you don't say anything, I'll be back. ”

Immediately.

Leng Yan saw Xia Fan raise his head, covering his eyebrows with one hand and muttering a suspicious mutter.

"Gong, Gongzi, where is Xuan Zhenzi?"

Leng Yan came back to her senses and made sure that there was no trace of Xuan Zhenzi around, she suddenly hurriedly ran to Xia Fan, and stumbled in her tone.

"Flying. ”

Xia Fan withdrew his hand, turned around and swayed back to the inn road.

"Flying?"

The corner of the cold smoke twitched.

Literally. Xia Fan stretched his body and said. "I've heard you say he's pretty good, so I'm a little more serious. ”

"You, what do you mean, what do you mean ......" Leng Yan suddenly said with disbelief on his face. “...... You defeated Gen Mako?"

"Pretty much, but I gave him a breath. ”

Xia Fan sat back at the window, picked up the cup of tea on the table and took a sip.

“......”

Cold smoke fell silent.

She looked at Xia Fan's leisurely figure blankly, and her heart couldn't help but turn over the river and the sea.

No wonder.

No wonder he doesn't want to get out of here.

Because—

He was very confident in his own strength, so confident that all the grandmasters in the world didn't pay attention to it.

And he also proved it with facts.

He's right.

"Childe ......"

Half a day.

Leng Yan looked at him in a trance and muttered.

"What else?"

Xia Fan tilted his head and said.

"You...... Is it really a grandmaster?" said in a cold and dry voice.

"Guess. ”

Xia Fan casually looked out the window.

After drinking the tea in his cup, he got up and walked towards the outside of the inn.

As he passed by Leng Yan, he smiled and reached out to scratch her Joan's nose.

"Childe, where are you going?"

Leng Yan suddenly returned to his senses.

"Go out for a walk, and you'll be back in a moment, and don't follow me again, or don't blame me for hanging you from the beam of the inn lobby with a tortoiseshell bind." ”

Xia Fan waved his hand, and at the same time did not forget to warn her.

Meanwhile.

Xuan Zhenzi's whole person happened to fall heavily from the air in the backyard of the government office, and his consciousness became completely blank.

Moment.

A dark shadow appeared in front of his eyes, but he didn't see the face of the black shadow clearly.

In the dark.

It was as if he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears.

“...... Is the heavens helping me?"

The words fell.

Xuan Zhenzi felt that his eyes were dark, and he completely lost consciousness.