If you are a threesome, you must have my teacher.

Fan Xian and the little emperor pushed the Sigu sword, quietly left the big green tree, and walked along the long straight road into the most prosperous streets and alleys in Dongyi City. The travelers who had been resting under the green trees had already been scattered in shock, and slowly spread the scene they had seen before to the ears of many people.

At this time, not too many people have discovered who this disabled person sitting on the wheel of the chair is, and the Sigu Sword is the god of Dongyi City, so naturally not many mortals have seen it. The pedestrians on the street just think that the combination of these three people is a little wonderful, two very handsome young people, pushing the disabled in wheelchairs, they don't look like merchants who come to buy and ship, and they don't look like tourists who come to visit.

Fan Xian ignored the eyes around him, just quietly pushed the wheelchair, his gaze naturally fell on the shoulder of Si Gu Jian, and the back of his head, carefully recalling the Grandmaster realm he felt under the big green tree at the previous moment.

He is a person who loves to learn, and when he escorted Sean back to Northern Qi, he never forgot to ask Sean about government affairs on the way. Although the relationship between him and Sigu Jian was indescribably complex and extremely delicate, since this great master was willing to reveal this realm to himself and give him a chance to refer to it, he certainly wouldn't miss it.

Even if there is a dangerous killing intent hidden behind Sigu Jian's move, Fan Xian still refuses to miss it, maybe it is just one day in Dongyi City, he is willing to treat Sigu Jian as his real teacher.

Among the three, only the little emperor of Northern Qi was in a somewhat embarrassing situation, she seemed to be a guest of Sigu Jian, but in fact she was just a hostage in the hands of Fan Xian, and at this moment it was like a pure escort, she couldn't understand the silent heart-to-heart exchange between Sigu Jian and Fan Xian, and could only watch helplessly and speechlessly.

After leaving Daqingshu, Si Gu Jian never mentioned those mysterious words again, and Fan Xian no longer asked him seriously, the two of them seemed to have forgotten what they had said before and wanted to do something, just quietly and comfortably wandering around Dongyi City, walking among the gazes and whispers of the pedestrians around them.

As Si Gu Jian said, there are many things that can only be understood, not spoken, since this is the case, it is useless to say more, so I will not say it anymore.

After walking for a while, Fan Xian may have noticed the little emperor's discomfort, glanced at her with a slight smile, and whispered a few words, and a very far-fetched smile appeared on the little emperor's indifferent face.

Si Gu Jian took the two juniors and went to some buildings that were already a little dilapidated, where the Ye family made their fortune many years ago, but now it has long been repurposed, and the people who lived in it must not have imagined that the world's first merchant had lived in these rooms.

Fan Xian knew what Sigu Jian wanted to tell him and what he wanted to influence, but he remained silent until he finally passed through the Ye family's glass workshop back then, and he asked softly: "You have become the guardian of Dongyi City later, why did Ye Qingmei ...... My mother will leave with Uncle Wuzhu. ”

Fan Xian knew that history, after Ye Qingmei and Wuzhu master and servant left Dongyi City, they did not enter the surrounding princely countries, but somehow they found out of nowhere to the south of Dongyi City, the north of Tangzhou City, the wild primeval forest, a road between the steep cliffs, and went directly to Tangzhou.

That road is like a sheep's intestine, like a heavenly step, it is extremely difficult to walk, but after all, it is a road, three years ago, Yan Xiaoyi used this road to escape 5,000 soldiers to surround Dadong Mountain. Afterwards, both Qingguo and Dongyi naturally invested infinite enthusiasm and jǐng ti in this secret road, and both sides laid heavy troops at both ends of this road.

Fan Xian didn't care about this path, he just cared about why Ye Qingmei left Dongyi City back then. Because on the seaside of Shanzhou, Ye Qingmei met the emperor Xià, his father, Chen Pingping, the old guy, and began the glorious career of the Nanqing Gang of Four.

"At that time, I had just occupied the City Lord's Mansion, and the Sword Mansion had just opened. Si Gu Jian sat in a wheelchair and said indifferently, but there was some irrepressible anger in his cold words, "But your mother's departure has nothing to do with whether I am strong or not, only whether Dongyi City is strong or not...... Her heart is very big, and what she wants to do must rely on a stronger force in order to spread out in this world. ”

Si Gu Jian glanced back at Fan Xian, and said in a cold voice: "And in her opinion, the strength of Dongyi City is not enough to support her thoughts. ”

Fan Xian pushed the wheelchair silently, knowing what was going on. Since Ye Qingmei chose to enter the world and enter the WTO in Dongyi City because she pity the suffering of the world, then this idealistic woman who once radiated infinite light will definitely try her best to practice this matter more perfectly.

Although Dongyi City is located on the seaside, gathering the wealth of the world, but this place was only a territory of the Great Wei Dynasty, and its status on the mainland was not very conspicuous, the most important thing is that the people in Dongyi City are engaged in business, and there is more than enough to do it, but it is a little insufficient, if you want to create a big situation and use your own ideas to influence the whole world, Dongyi City is undoubtedly not a good choice.

"Why didn't she go to Northern Qi? Well, it was the Great Wei back then. At this time, the little emperor of Northern Qi, who had been silent, suddenly interjected a sentence, causing Fan Xian and Sigu Jian to look at her at the same time, she sighed a little helplessly, and said, "I can't be dumb for a day." ”

The reason why the little emperor couldn't help but ask this sentence is also very simple, before listening to today's story, as the emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty, she already had a very deep understanding of the first Ye family in the world when she was a child, and she had a faint admiration for the woman surnamed Ye.

So she is very sorry and curious, why Ye Qingmei didn't go to Dawei back then, that is, her own country now, if she went back then, maybe Fan Xian would have been born in Shangjing, maybe Northern Qi would not have been as difficult as it is today, of course, the biggest possibility is that there is no more Fan Xian in the world.

Fan Xian smiled and explained before looking around at the sword: "At that time, the Great Wei Dynasty had the entire continent, and it was the place where the feudal and corrupt forces were most concentrated. At that time, Nanqing had been fighting with Xihu for many years, and the country was beginning to see a budding state, but it was only in a corner, not very eye-catching, and Qingren was open and strong, so it was easier to accept new things. So it was not very surprising that my mother chose Nanqing back then. ”

After saying this paragraph, the little emperor frowned and shook his head unhappily, thinking to himself what kind of bastard words this is talking about, how can I understand every word, but I don't know what he is talking about?

Sigu Jian glanced at Fan Xian and said, "That's why she left Dongyi City and went to Nanqing...... Heng, she thought that Nanqing's prince would obediently listen to her, and when Nanqing ruled the world, it would be the time for her to transform the world...... Where did you think that the prince of the world would eventually become a real dragon in the world, how could he tolerate someone riding on him. ”

The Grand Master finally laughed uncontrollably, and there was a bit of relief in his laughter. Fan Xian was slightly angry in his heart and stared at him coldly.

Si Gu Jian didn't care about his gaze at all, and added indifferently: "When I was a child, I tasted countless ups and downs in the world, and I almost lost my life several times, and the servant who raised me, nǎi mother, I don't know how many died." So once I was in power, my swordsmanship was just beginning, and when I entered the city lord's mansion, I decided to kill and take revenge, but I was stopped by your mother. ”

"But since your mother left my Dongyi City and went to Nanqing, I can naturally let go and kill people. Si Gu Jian lowered his head slightly, and said: "Overnight, I slaughtered more than 100 people in the mansion, and overnight, my breath was chaotic, and the realm was formed." ”

"Of course, since that incident, I have cut off any correspondence with your mother, and have not been at odds with each other. Si Gu Jian gently patted the armrest of the wheelchair, and his words were full of emotion, resentment, and fierceness.

Fan Xian said sarcastically: "Don't sue me, things are still so vulgar after all, you won't be one of my mother's admirers." ”

Si Gu Jian said mockingly: "No matter how beautiful she looks and how capable she is, in my eyes, she is still the little girl under the big green tree, and I have no interest in perverted things." ”

"In my life, all I love is the sword in my hand. ”

............ Without speculating for more than half a sentence, Fan Xian could clearly feel the resentment that had been accumulated in the chest of the sword for a long time, maybe it was a feeling of loneliness after being abandoned, or maybe the great master saw Ye Qingmei's heart-wrenching ending, but he was powerless to change anything.

Si Gu Jian went to the Nanqing Palace three times, intending to assassinate Emperor Qing, but because the grandmaster-level master in the palace who never showed up was relieved, he returned freely. Because he can't gamble with his own life, his life represents countless lives in Dongyi City, but he still went to Nanqing, and this alone proves his strength.

In the past, the people of the world may have thought that under the coercion of Nanqing, Dongyi City was like a bird's nest in the wind and rain, and it could be destroyed at any time, so this great master with a sword tried to change the course of history with his own powerful force.

But after listening to so many stories today and seeing so many traces left by Ye Qingmei in Dongyi City, a different thought suddenly surged in Fan Xian's heart, maybe Si Gu Jian was going to assassinate Emperor Qing, just because he was angry that Emperor Qing did not protect Ye Qingmei.

―――――――――――――――――― the three of them gradually became silent again, it was impossible for Fan Xian to thank him for looking around at the sword to assassinate the emperor Lao Tzu, and it was impossible for the little emperor to say to himself that I had a good time today, and the expression of the sword became a little awe-inspiring and did not know whether to disturb him.

The wheelchair crushed through the streets of Dongyi City, creaking and creaking, very crisp and clear, as if it could be carried along the long street, all the way to the harbor at the end, and even to those sea ships, and then taken by these ships to other places in this strange world.

Fan Xianhuo Ran raised his head, his eyes were slightly clear, and he glanced around. What woke him up from his contemplation was the clear and terrible creaking sound under him, it was daylight, and in his observation two days ago, it should be the busiest time in Dongyi City, merchants selling goods, travelers from afar, and tourists would crowd here to make noisy sounds, why at this time, the surroundings became so quiet, even the creaking of wheelchairs could be heard so far.

He looked at the scene in front of him, took a deep breath, his face turned slightly pale, and his heart was extremely shocked. The little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty, who was pushing a wheelchair at the same time beside him, his face also changed slightly, although she had seen this kind of scene countless times in her life, but when she suddenly met it today, she still felt shocked and inexplicable.

The streets were empty, not even a scrap of paper, just green stone slabs, spliced together piece by piece into the distance.

All the merchant travelers were huddled under the eaves on both sides of the street, knelt on the ground, and bowed down in the middle of the clean street, not moving.

The little emperor knew that these people from foreign countries were not worshipping themselves, but could only worship the great master in a wheelchair, she couldn't help but look at the shoulders of Sigu Jian with questioning eyes, and only then did she know that the position of Sigu Sword in the hearts of the people of Dongyi City was far more noble than that of an emperor.

There was no military suppression, no opening of the way, all the people just took the initiative to bow to the ground, saluted the sword in the wheelchair, as if looking at the god in their hearts, and slowly walked towards the end of the street.

Everyone in the world knows that this great grandmaster is going to die, and not many people in Dongyi City have seen the true face of this great grandmaster, but in the past two years, it is still inevitable to be terrified.

Especially when I really saw the great master in a wheelchair today, the hearts of the people of Dongyi City were filled with endless sadness, and they knew that it was this crippled person in a wheelchair who used the sword in his hand to protect his wealth, his own zìyóu, and the peace of his family house for decades.

There was even a sense of shame in their hearts, feeling that it was a shame to have survived under the protection of the Sword Saint for so many years, the Sword Saint was tired and old.

As the gods grow old and eventually perish, the sun on the other side of the street will sink into endless darkness for a moment.

............ It seems that it was a glimpse under the big green tree, and it finally spread, alarming the people in the entire Dongyi City. They knew that the Sword Saint had finally come out of the house and had come among them, so they would bow down to the ground, feeling sad, and say their last goodbye to express their gratitude.

Fan Xian looked at this scene, but there were some subtle doubts in his heart, why did these people know that the person in the wheelchair was Sigu Jian? Before he had time to think, he had already felt the strong aura emanating from Sigu Jian's thin body, which was an aura that rejected people and thousands of miles away, and was an absolutely cold aura.

It is completely discordant with the sentimental appearance of the people on both sides of this long street.

Fan Xian was silent, knowing that this great grandmaster was teaching himself a second lesson, without words, just with actions, with this shocking and sentimental scene on the long street, to tell himself that if he wanted to enter the realm of grandmasters, he not only had to take off his clothes, but also gave up his feelings.

It's not ruthless, Si Gu Jian's feelings for this big city are only afraid that they are extremely deep, so he is so indifferent and ruthless, and he is a little disdainful of the emotions that people in the world have bet on.

"Affection is a very precious thing, but it is also a very cheap thing. Si Gu Jian said the first sentence on the long street, "If you have affection for something, you must not be controlled by this affection." ”

"And that's your mother's biggest problem. ”

Fan Xian and the little emperor thoughtfully, pushed the wheelchair, and walked forward in the eyes of the worship, the creaking of the wheelchair became louder and louder, and more and more harsh.

Then the wheelchair stopped in front of a beautiful building, which was the city lord's mansion where Rì Fan had come yesterday.

"What are we doing here?" Fan Xian asked respectfully.

Si Gu Jian said in a hoarse voice, "I just want to go home...... And then by the way, teach you the last lesson, killing. ”