The palace is the deputy commander of the Ouchi guard, the close minister of the Son of Heaven, and the royal class. He is Ye Chong's junior brother, the son of the Ye family, the first martial artist in Qingguo, and he is a rare master of the eighth grade, in terms of combat power alone, he is much higher than Cheng Jushu who Fan Xian killed while taking advantage of the chaos. Fan Xian pulled Cheng Jushu to death with a knife, he took advantage of the other party's light enemy, and he sneaked up on the head of the treasure soldier, if the two sides really let go of the battle, I am afraid that Fan Xian's chance of dying is much greater.

And in the face of Gong Dian, Fan Xian couldn't find any good way, and didn't mention that he couldn't win the other party, even if he could win the other party...... Do you still dare to go against the palace? A drop of sweat dripped from Fan Xian's forehead, and he kept shouting in his heart: "Wuzhu misunderstands me, Wuzhu misunderstands me." If it weren't for Wuzhu who stunned the guards, Fan Xian wouldn't have been able to enter the Qing Temple at all, and there would have been many stories later, but for Fan Xian, the current crisis also started from this, of course, Fan Xian couldn't really blame his uncle, just relaxed his mind through this wild shout.

Gong Dian smiled and took a step forward, and his deep voice sounded: "This descendant, what a coincidence. ”

Fan Xian pulled his sister, who didn't know why, back, and responded with a smile: "I will see you again unexpectedly." At this time, his mind was running rapidly, Wan'er once said that the noble person in the Qing Temple is the emperor's majesty, so the function of the palace should be about Gongwei Majesty, at this time the palace appeared in the tea house, I am afraid that the emperor should also be here.

While thinking in his mind, his eyes swept over Gong Dian's thin but towering shoulders, and saw a middle-aged nobleman drinking tea at the table, occasionally raising his head and frowning at this side. Fan Xian was shocked, but his face did not reveal anything, and he said with a wry smile after a change of heart: "This adult, why did you put on a posture where you had no place to find the iron shoes, and you had to come and come without effort? ”

The two sentences of stepping on the iron shoes were a fresh witticism deliberately said to the nobleman, but to Fan Xian's surprise, the other party did not react at all.

"Take this man. Gong Dian didn't want to alarm the master, so he ordered in a low voice, and the three guards on both sides obeyed the order and forced forward. Seeing the momentum of the other party, Fan Xian had a girl next to him, knowing that he couldn't escape, he frowned, and trampled forward, but he attacked Gong Dian first!

Gong Dian was not angry but happy, and waved his hand to let the guards retreat, and his two hands spread out like goshawks fighting rabbits, and the knuckles were dry and powerful, directly buttoning Fan Xian's veins. Although Fan Xian didn't have any jīng tricks, these small kung fu were the instinctive reaction of the Wuzhu hammer, and he twisted his wrist strangely, his fingertips swiped on the veins of Gong Dian, and his arm suddenly grew and suddenly locked the opponent's wrist with the aura of Sensen.

At this time, Gong Dian's iron hands had also firmly controlled his wrists.

The two of them were surprised at the same time, and the two fights were immediately interlocked as soon as they made contact, which was really a very inexplicable thing, as if they had calculated each other's reactions. Surprise is surprise, but Gong Dian said strongly and confidently: "Tie your hands, just capture." Fan Xian didn't expect to fight hard with the head of the palace guards, but he had other thoughts, so he frowned and said toughly: "I don't know yet." He snorted, and the snow mountain in his back was hot, and the torrential heat erupted from there, attacking the opponent's body along his arms.

Gong Dian frowned, as if he sensed the domineering momentum of the young man's true qi, but at this time, there was the master behind him, so he naturally would not let go of the way, and the light in his eyes flashed, and he snorted lightly, and the majestic true qi that had accumulated in his body for decades was transported to the palm.

The interlocking arms of the two had been released, and their palms were facing each other.

After a muffled sound, the Qingzhu tea shop was full of energy, the noble man who drank the tea frowned, there seemed to be no martial arts protection, Fan Ruoruo behind Fan Xian was also weak, and almost fell to the ground.

Several white lights flashed, and the guards drew their swords and rested on Fan Xian's neck. Fan Xian's arms were sore at this time, and he was powerless to resist at all, and he didn't think about resisting. Gong Dian coughed twice, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Fan Xian's eyes a little strangely, and said softly: "Young man, I haven't seen you for a few months, you have made progress again." ”

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Fan Xian's lips, but this trace of blood made Gong Dian think of the person in the dark room opposite Qingmiao, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, not knowing if he had done this properly today.

This fight was obviously Fan Xian's defeat, but Gong Dian was not as easy as it seemed, but except for the nobleman, no one noticed that his hands behind his back were shaking, and the domineering xenomorph true qi that Fan Xian attacked into his body was still in the zài meridians, scraping like a small knife, until a moment later, it gradually calmed down.

"Able to be literate and martial, there seem to be a lot of such young handsome people in the world recently. The noble man looked at Fan Xian, whose neck was under the knife, and his face remained unchanged, revealing a smile of appreciation. Gong Dian knew that this master was the most cherished, for fear that he would let him go again like last time, so he hurriedly walked to the tea table and explained in a low voice why he wanted to arrest this person.

The noble man frowned, but then gradually let go, and his eyes like a deep pool gradually brightened, he looked at Fan Xian, squinted his eyes slightly and said softly: "It turned out to be the young man of that rì." He then said softly: "Gong Dian, the master you said can easily hunt and kill you, have you ever told anyone about this?" Gong Dian was ashamed and said: "It was just a secret visit, and there was no result, so I didn't report it, please ...... The Lord forgives sins. ”

The noble man said coldly: "Excuse yourself, but don't mention this matter again, otherwise you will be beheaded." Gong Dian's heart sank, and he hugged his fists in response. The voices of the two of them were extremely soft, and even Fan Xian, who had excellent ear power, only vaguely heard a few words, and he didn't know exactly what they were talking about.

"Let's all go out, I want to say a few words to this young man. The noble man commanded coldly.

Gong Dian was stunned, thinking that although the master held the world, he had no power to restrain the chicken, how dare he let him stay alone with this young man. The noble man seemed to guess what he was thinking, and said with a slight sigh: "The palace keeper stays, and the rest of the people retreat." ”

"Yes!" Although the guards were puzzled, they didn't dare to say a word, and quickly withdrew from the tea shop. Fan Xian's neck was zìyóu, and he twisted it a little comfortably, and at this time, Ruoruo ran forward, took his hand, and thought of the previous danger, and tears of anxiety almost fell.

............ "Xielu Lang Fan Xian, the emperor lost his manners, you can be guilty." ”

"I don't know what the sin is. ”

The conversation Fan Xian imagined didn't happen, the noble man just sat on the edge of the table, looking at him with interest. The nobleman's eyes seemed to be much softer than before, and they brushed lightly but carefully on his face, which made Fan Xian feel a little uncomfortable.

The noble man opened his mouth and said softly: "Young man, who are you from?" ”

"This lord, we are from the Fan family, yesterday rì went to the grange to rest, and today rì is greedy to see the scenery, so I don't know why the noble servant is difficult for us. Fan Xian thought in his heart that it should be more appropriate to call the other party an adult. Hearing his answer, Gong Dian was shocked, only then did he know that the person he was going to arrest was actually Fan Xian, who killed the eight-rank master, thinking that Fan Xian's father Si Nanbo was the master's confidant and confidant, and he had some power in his hands that he was not very clear, Gong Dian thought that he understood why the previous master strictly ordered him not to leak the matter of the grandmaster-level master, and threw an apologetic look at Fan Xian with a little embarrassment.

The noble man smiled and said, "You are Fan Jian's son?"

Seeing that the other party called his father's name, Fan Xian confirmed the identity of the other party, and replied more and more respectfully: "Exactly." ”

The noble man nodded and said, "This is a misunderstanding, don't hold a grudge." ”

Fan Xian didn't expect the other party to be so easy to speak, and he was stunned, and only came back to his senses after a while, and he didn't dare to say anything.

The noble man said, "You have been in Beijing for a few months, how are you doing?"

Although I don't understand why I care about myself as the other party, Fan Xian will not miss this kind of opportunity, thinking about the troubles in the past few months, he said with a little desolation: "Kyoto is not easy, not as good as hometown." ”

"You mean Shanzhou. ”

"Exactly. ”

"What's in it for Shanzhou?"

"Although Lanzhou is biased, but the heart is simple, as long as you don't hurt people, no one will harm you, unlike after entering Beijing, whether you want to or not, there will always be some things that will find your head. ”

The noble man didn't seem to expect the young man to speak so directly, and after a slight startle, he smiled and said: "Kyoto is prosperous and unparalleled in the world, and the natural difficulties are also unparalleled in the world, but with the support of Lord Fan, now Fan Gongzi has a reputation for both civil and military affairs, and I think that after coming to Rì, he should live a more comfortable life in Beijing." ”

Fan Xian is like listening to the jade decree, if he hadn't been pretending, he would have been kneeling down and saying thank you at this time, and then hyped it up in Beijing, the so-called golden words of the Son of Heaven...... But his face remained calm, and he replied softly, "I hope so." ”

Before leaving, he looked at Fan Xian carefully before he showed a satisfied smile and said, "See you later." He turned to Fan Ruoruo again and said softly: "Little girl, when you were a baby, I hugged you, and I never thought that you had become a big girl in a flash...... There is a good marriage waiting for you after rì. ”

Fan Ruoruo was slightly stunned, but she didn't know how to answer. After the noble man said this, he smiled loudly, seemed to be very happy, left the tea shop where Qingzhu was located, got in the car and left. After the carriage left for a long time, the nobleman was a little distracted, and sighed softly: "My eyebrows vaguely seem to be that my ability to climb the wall every night is a bit like my time." ”

In the tea shop, Fan Ruoruo asked curiously: "Which adult is this, who seems to be familiar with my father." ”

Fan Xian finally got rid of his nervousness at this time, sat down on the stool covered in sweat, and said, "It was the saint before...... What the hell, how do you like to play the trick of micro-service patrol, do you really think that you don't have to pay for your life if you are scared to death?" As soon as these words came out, Fan Ruoruo was also so shocked that she covered her mouth and shouted.

At this moment, a thunderclap sounded for no reason in the blue sky, as if it was eager to pierce into the green bamboo of the tea shop and chop someone to death.