Zhao Jianyan didn't understand what Mu Fan meant, and asked, "Spread your master's whereabouts?" ”

Mu Fan continued: "Tell the disciple of Ram Wu that the master is going to assassinate the second sage. Let the disciples of the three elders know that the master is going to kill the fifth sage. Finally, let the disciples of the four elders know that the master was preparing to assassinate the sixth sage. ”

Zhou Xun frowned slightly, and said after a long time: "Do the Seventh Elders want to clear the people of the Xuanmen?" ”

Mu Fan nodded and said, "I told you the news, you don't have to do anything complicated, just pretend to leak this news inadvertently." ”

"You can only tell these messages to different people separately, and you can only let certain elders get specific messages." Mu Fan added.

"You're so sure we'll agree?" Zhao Jianyan asked.

"Originally, I only needed to be 70% sure, but now I am 10% sure." Mu Fan said with a smile.

The scar man wanted to say something, but Zhao Jianyan was a little unhappy on his face, so he had to hold back the words in his heart.

"You'll agree." Mu Fan said confidently.

"Why?" Zhao Jianyan asked.

"The royal family would love to see the Sword Sect and the Xuanmen confront." Mu Fan's words hit the heart of the matter.

Xuanmen and the Dongze court have long been at odds with each other, and the court wants to get rid of the control of Xuanmen, but there is nowhere to borrow. Once the Sword Sect expels the scum from within, driven by interests, the imperial court and the Sword Sect will become natural allies.

The corners of Zhao Jianyan's mouth raised and said, "That's right." ”

"The benefits are more than these, His Royal Highness is the third son of King Xiang, and he must want to make meritorious contributions to the court." Mu Fan raised his eyebrows, "Now that the emperor is old, who can say for sure what the future will be?" ”

Zhao Jianyan was silent, but Mu Fan knew that his words had entered the heart of the highness in front of him.

Zhao Jianyan struggled a little at first, and then said briskly: "Deal, remember what you said, from now on, you will be used by me." ”

Mu Fan laughed when he heard this, and his nose spurted blood outward. Zhou Xun wanted to step forward to help him wipe his blood, but he waved his hand and refused.

Mu Fan took out a few handkerchiefs from his sleeve and wiped them briefly.

"Of course it's no problem, I'm Yan Qing." Mu Fan relaxed and lay on the bed, closed his eyes and recuperated, "My injury is not in vain!" ”

Mu Fan sometimes felt quite sorry for Yan Qing, and he made a lot of promises with this name. Now it sounds so smooth to say, there is no sense of disobedience.

Zhao Jianyan walked out of the small bamboo house, and Zhou Xun and Scar Han also followed.

"How is Yan Qing?" Zhao Jianyan asked.

"Be bold and careful." Zhou Xun replied.

Zhao Jianyan looked up at Scar Man and asked, "What do you think?" ”

Scar Man said in a deep voice: "Ruthless, gentle on the surface, very ruthless on the inside." ”

Zhao Jianyan said confidently: "If I want to achieve great things, I must have a sharp sword." ”

Scar Han agrees with Zhao Jianyan's words very much, and he needs a sharp sword to achieve great things. Mu Fan will be a very sharp sword in the future, but it is unknown whether Zhao Jianyan can control it.

Scar Man wanted to voice his concerns, but held back. Zhao Jianyan is in his youth, so he should not pour too much cold water.

If one day, Mu Fan loses control, Scar Man feels the need to break the sword for His Highness.

Mu Fan opened his eyes on the bed, he didn't expect Zhao Mu to be a member of the royal family.

When Zhao Mu decided to use Mu Fan, Mu Fan was also thinking about the way forward.

According to Master's words, the Mu family's situation has improved a lot.

There has been no major contradiction between the Mu family and the Dongze court, and Mu Fan can roughly judge that the Mu family and the court should be in a state of neither friend nor foe.

The relationship between the Xuanmen and the Mu family was very tense, and the Mu family terminated a branch of the Xuanmen at one time, and the two sides had long been dead.

The cooperation between the imperial court and the Xuanmen is greater than the confrontation, but people with lofty ideals want to kick the Xuanmen out of the imperial court. The two sides that seem to be peaceful may actually turn their faces at any time.

Mu Fan sighed lightly, since Zhao Jianyan wanted to include him under his command, then he simply took advantage of the situation and entered the imperial court.

As soon as the old emperor dies, it may not be impossible for King Xiang to reach the top. If King Xiang is really made the emperor, Zhao Jianyan's status will rise, and it will not be the same.

Zhao Jianyan is not strong, and he is not the son-in-law of King Xiang, but he is the son of King Xiang after all, and it is easy to get in touch with some important matters.

Once Mu Fan becomes Zhao Jianyan's henchman, he can use this identity to get a lot of important news, and maybe he can also help the Mu family deal with Xuanmen.

There was a thunderclap in heaven and earth, which startled Mu Fan.

A thunderclap was followed by a complete sentence.

"How did the Great Elder discipline his disciples, and he actually caused Lord Ye's disciples to be seriously injured."

The voice was too loud, Mu Fan rubbed his ears, shook his head again, and heard that the sentence was said by Uncle Meng.

Zhao Mu walked into the room and asked, "The whereabouts of the Seven Elders, do I leak them now, or do I leak them later?" ”

Mu Fan didn't answer immediately, but thought for a while and said, "In a few days, when the time comes, you will know." ”

Scarred Man suddenly burst out, holding a large ring-headed knife in his hand. The blade of the knife shook, and a thick knife qi erupted, and the roof of the small bamboo house turned into powder.

Meng Zheng floated in mid-air, staring at Scarred Man with cold eyes.

Scar Han took the knife back to defend and did not continue to fight with Meng Zheng. Because the sky was changing, the Great Elder made a move.

The clouds and mist in the mountains gathered, and these originally gentle clouds gathered and compressed under the action of the true element.

Mu Fan looked up at the sky, and the sky that had still had daylight turned white, pure white.

A white palm the size of a hundred zhang appeared on the mountain peak, Meng Zheng looked up, his brows furrowed, and the strength of the Great Elder became stronger.

Meng Zheng urged the true yuan in his body with all his might, and the golden true yuan propped up his clothes, and a mighty aura came out of his body.

The more Hao Ran Qi practiced to the later stage, the more refined it became, and Meng Zheng's body turned into a golden streamer, rushing towards that white palm like a meteor.

The white palm clenched into a fist in his mouth, and then scratched his palm, not caring about Meng Zheng who attacked with all his strength.

When Meng Zheng was about to rush to the white fist, the fist suddenly spread out, turned into a palm again, and threw it on Meng Zheng like a mosquito.

Meng Zheng went fast, and he went back quickly. He wanted to straighten out the true element in his body, but he spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood.

There was no way to use the true element, so Meng Zheng smashed straight into the rocks, not knowing how deep he sank into the mountain.

Looking at it from a distance, you can only see a huge dark pit, and you can't see Meng Zheng's figure at all.

On the main peak of Yuxi Mountain, the Great Elder held a sword between his fingers and said with a smile: "I still want to learn from Ye Feng to kill people for a hundred miles, but the fire is far away." ”

The sword in the Great Elder's hand was Meng Zheng, he let go of the sword in his hand and continued to deal with the copywriting on the desk.

Meng Zheng's sword flew out of a fist-sized hole in the wall, the passage it had stabbed as it entered.

After dealing with a copy, the eldest elder stretched his waist a few times and said, "The grievances between juniors, we elders don't have to interfere. You go back first, there is Yuxi Mountain to deal with. ”

On the small bamboo house, the peaceful voice of the Great Elder echoed through the mountains, and no one refuted.

Meng was lying on the sword and was carried away by the sword.

When he returned to Niansu Mountain, he smiled. He did what he had to do, what Lord Ye had to do......