Chapter 207: The Wisdom of Mortals

Fan Jiewu, who lost his weapon and surrendered to Zhao Yan, fell in front of Zhao Yan and then took the initiative to remove his veil, so that her face, which had been hidden, was finally exposed to Zhao Yan's sight.

"Wanwan?!"

Zhao Yan's eyes almost fell to the ground.

"No, you're not Wanwan! you're, you're ......."

Zhao Yan's eyes didn't fall to the ground after all, because in an instant, he finally figured out why the disarming enemy in front of him was exactly the same as Wan Wansheng.

Therefore, he finally did not say the qualitative "You are Wanwan's twin sister" in front of everyone, but swallowed it back into his stomach.

Yes, this Fan Jie's old man's name is Fan Xian Chu, and this name is not Chu Xianfan!

The husband of Celine Guli, the daughter of the patriarch of the Sairo tribe, when the Sairo tribe was destroyed by the Sand Clan, held the crystallization of Celine Guli and his love and escaped from the Chu Xianfan on the sandbar of Caohu Beach!

In an instant, Zhao Yan had completely sorted out the relationship, but after clarifying it, he became more and more confused.

Chu Xianfan...... No, what kind of plane is Fan Xianchu engaged in?

According to the theory of revenge and resentment and complaining, the person who Fan Xianchu should take revenge on the most is the Eight Divisions of the Sand Tribe, right, it was the Eight Divisions of the Sand Tribes who ruined his family, what is the matter with this cult organization that has made a big splash, and he has been severely beaten to the point of being imprisoned in the Death Prison of Allure?

"When we met for the first time, the little woman's name was Fan Jiewu, and I asked Xiao Zhao to take care of her. โ€

Fan Xie Wei didn't seem to care about Zhao Yan's peeping at all, she was like a well-educated daughter, softly and weakly bowed to Zhao Yan, and reported her surname with the same name.

What does that mean?

Taking the initiative to expose his appearance to the public, he must be able to predict that Young Master Ben might shout Wanwan's name out of surprise, right?

You are not afraid of Young Master Ben, in order to clear up this troublesome relationship, you father and daughter will be directly destroyed humanely. Or is it more "merciful" to send to the city of Daye?

To be able to go through a series of voices and attack the world, the high IQ that his father successfully rescued from the top diamond VIP death row, would make such a low-level mistake?

But this Fan Jiewu still made this kind of initiative to expose his appearance, or more seriously, to take the initiative to expose this unrelated relationship, what kind of calculation is he doing?

Zhao Yan thought hard for a moment, but he quickly reconfirmed his IQ. I can't figure out the twists and turns of this.

So...... Forget it, don't you waste precious brain cells if you don't understand things you think?

It is said that human brain cells are customized, and if you think too hard now, won't you consume too much, and you will be responsible for Alzheimer's disease when you are old?

As the saying goes, there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time. Not to mention others who are not even filial sons and grandchildren......

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Erlang, who was slightly ashamed because of his clumsy IQ, was in a better mood again.

"Fan Jiewu, do you feel unconvinced?"

I don't know what kind of psychology it is, Zhao Yan looked at Fan Jiewu, who showed his true face to him, and asked such a sentence.

"There is nothing to disagree with, we are here to build a healthy city with you. I already thought that there might be today. โ€

Fan Xie shook his head slightly.

It seems that Fan Jiewei is not lying, and her tone is calm as if to say, "The weather is so nice today." "It's just a simple statement, a statement of the truth.

"Really?"

Zhao Yan still asked rhetorically, but then he turned his gaze to Jian Wenjun, although Fan Jiewu surrendered to him and obtained Jian Wenjun's permission, but Zhao Yan was not arrogant, he really put aside Jian Wenjun, and everything was up to him.

"She's your captive now, you're at your own disposal. โ€

Jian Wenjun used the same faint tone as Fan Jiewu. Said to Zhao Yan.

"Someone!" Zhao Yan shouted, and almost at the same time as he shouted this, Wanwan, who was originally responsible for interception, came in an instant like a flash, but Zhao Yan didn't look at Wanwan, just added two more words: "Take it away!"

"Let me go, and I won't tie you up. But don't try to escape, I promise you won't. โ€

Wanwan went straight to her twin sister, who was exactly like herself, a fellow mother, but had only met for the first time today, and looked at it quietly for a few seconds. She said.

Wanwan's voice was also faint, as if it was not mixed with any personal feelings at all, but was just making a statement on official business.

Fan Xie Wei did not resist, and really walked forward through the crowd under Wanwan's supervision.

Then, Fan Xianchu, the leader of the Extreme Taoist Sect and the self-proclaimed genius of the Heavenly Gift, was also escorted out by the golden retriever dog holding a sword and shield.

It's just that compared to Fan Jie's calmness and obedience, Fan Xianchu, whose eyes were red, seemed to be full of unwillingness, but the obviously special golden rope not only made him lose the ability to move freely, but also made him unable to speak, and could only struggle non-stop like a beast that had been captured, but he could still only be led away.

The remnants of the extreme Taoist fanatics who witnessed this scene and feared death seemed to see the collapse of their trust, some knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, and some roared and wanted to rush up to save their two captured sect leaders.

The private gendarmes and special police brought by Zhao Yan tried their best to control the madness of these extreme Taoist fanatics with loud shouts and knife backs, trying to calm them down again.

"Kill, not a single one remains. โ€

Jian Wenjun, who originally seemed to be pondering something, seemed to be disturbed by this commotion, so after frowning slightly, he issued such an order.

Zhao Yan's mouth moved, wanting to stop it loudly, but in the end, he didn't say the words to stop it.

The gendarmes, the special police, you look at me, I look at you, the objects of their allegiance are all Zhao Yan, so even if they know that Jian Wenjun is a great nobleman who Zhao Yan has to respect, but without Zhao Yan's direct order, no one dares to do this kind of killing of prisoners.

"Zhao Yan, you are very good. โ€

Jian Wenjun suddenly said to Zhao Yan.

To be honest, just as he didn't understand why Fan Jiewu had shown his face in public before, Zhao Yan didn't understand what Jian Wenjun meant by this for a while.

"Erlang, let your people do it, these people are really ...... None of them can stay. โ€

It was probably obvious that Zhao Yan didn't understand. So Li Zixuan, who had returned to Zhao Yan's side, said softly.

Can't you really stay?

Zhao Yan raised his head, looked around at the Taoist fanatics with different expressions, and finally nodded slightly after hesitating for a moment.

The flag captain of the gendarmerie and the flag captain of the special police team, who had been paying attention to Zhao Yan, noticed Zhao Yan's final willingness almost at the same time, so they invariably looked at their subordinates. Drank the same word: "Kill!"

The gendarmes and special police, who were originally very hesitant, finally slashed at the collapsed fanatics with their bright or rusty blades.

In an instant, the head was rolling.

In an instant, blood flowed into a stream.

The sword Wenjun who ordered the destruction of the whole order. There was not even the slightest frown on his brow.

Fan Jiewu, who was not restrained but did not resist being escorted, heard the screams of death one after another, but he also did not look back.

Fan Xianchu, who is crazy like a mad tiger, is still crazy like a mad tiger.

Li Zixuan, who stood beside Zhao Yan, just looked coldly at Fan Xianchu, who looked like a mad tiger, and the three thrilling trips to the streamer had already made her mind as solid as a rock. Only Zhao Yan can stir it up.

Even the gendarmes and special police who finally accepted the order to act as executioners to kill those who were Taoist fanatics were not disturbed by the screams of death.

Among all the people, it seemed that Zhao Yan was the only one, and his eyes showed a little unbearable.

Am I really unbearable?

Maybe......

"They have no self-confidence, so they can only believe in others, and believe in the eternal happiness that is used. Otherwise they would feel that their lives have no meaning, and that's why they are so crazy now, because our actions will collapse their last letter, and that will be unacceptable to them, more than to take their lives. โ€

Looking at those fanatical believers who had forgotten their fears even with a sword and axe after the collapse of their faith, Zhao Yan somehow remembered that in the previous roundup. Li Zixuan said this to him.

That's what it is...... Is there a power of faith?

No, that's the power of faith!

In Zhao Yan's heart, there was suddenly a hint of enlightenment, and he felt as if he had grasped something. It's just that when I try to grasp this glimmer of blood and grasp it more clearly, it seems like an impossible task to comprehend this glimmer of inspiration and connect it with concrete things.

Young Master Ben is really just a layman and a mortal who is not smart.

So Zhao Yan confessed, he gave up continuing to pursue, and got out of this painstaking thinking of wasting brain cells.

At this time, the voices of the remnants, that is, the Taoist fanatics, could no longer be heard at all, only the cold blade that had cut off the human head, and the beads of blood that were about to cool down were still dripping in the stream formed by the collection of blood from the dripping North Korea.

"Let's go, Jiro. Li Zixuan was still waiting for Zhao Yan's side, and she said softly: "They don't deserve sympathy, and the most important thing is that they are all dead." โ€

"yes, they don't deserve sympathy. Zhao Yan muttered: "Who made them already disbelievable." โ€

Zhao Yan, who left such strange words, finally left accompanied by Li Zixuan, but the gendarmerie flag team and the special police flag team he transferred stayed, and they didn't need anyone to give them any clear instructions, and the two flag captains who were not stupid understood very well that they had to take on the task of finishing up.

......

The only two captives of the Extreme Taoist Sect were taken to the private residence of the southern town guard, instead of the town guard hall, which symbolized power and majesty.

Fan Xianchu was still frantic around the corner, while Fan Xie was still the indifferent appearance as if he had accepted his fate.

"You deserve to die. Jian Wenjun stood proudly, although the object of his speech was obviously Fan Xianchu and Fan Jiewu, but the place he looked at was the blue sky outside the open gate: "Anyone who violates the dignity of the royal family must die." โ€

"When she did that, the little woman had no intention of being able to live any longer. โ€

The answer to Jian Wenjun was Fan Jie's worries.

"But today, you are lucky because you have a reason to be able to continue living. โ€

Just as he didn't see Fan Jiewu, and he didn't hear Fan Jiewu's answer, Jian Wenjun still looked at the unreachable sky from afar, and said coldly.

"Take the oath. Swear to follow him forever and ever, and swear never to leave this city again and ever, and I will forgive your sins and give you a new life!"

Jian Wenjun finally turned his head, and his sharp gaze, like a sword out of the sheath, fell straight on Fan Xianchu instead of Fan Jiewu.

Poofโ€”โ€”!!!

In front of everyone's eyes, Fan Xianchu was just glanced at by Jian Wenjun. He spurted a mouthful of blood, and then his knees went limp......

Fan Xianchu didn't kneel on the ground after all, because Fan Jiewu's outstretched hands held him steadily at the last moment.

Zhao Yan, who watched this scene, was a little surprised, because in his memory. Jian Wenjun didn't seem to have such powerful eyes.

"Heh, hehe!" Fan Xianchu, who was supported by Fan Jie's worries, wiped away the blood flowing down the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand in the laughter, and then fell on Jian Wenjun's face with a vicious look: "Jian Wenjun!

"If you don't take an oath, you can die. โ€

Jian Wenjun's tone regained his indifference again, but the infinite killing intent hidden in this indifference. It's like a sword that goes straight to the bull fight!

"Heh, ha, ha, haha-ha-" Fan Xianchu seemed to have heard a big joke, and he continued to stare at Jian Wenjun with cold but fearless eyes: "If people are no longer afraid of death, what is the use of you persecuting with death?"

"Really?"

Before the two words fell, Jian Wenjun had already appeared in front of Fan Xianchu like a ghost, and then his mouth opened and closed but he spoke silently in Fan Xianchu's ear, and said something in a silent voice that he obviously didn't want others to know.

"This can't be ......," Fan Xianchu first subconsciously said four words. Then, as if burning with life, he struggled frantically with even more frantic force: "This can't be! This can't be! What you're talking about is absolutely impossible!!

"You haven't tried it, why do you already know it's impossible? Could it be that you have lost the courage to try?"

Jian Wenjun took a half step back, looked at Fan Xianchu, who was strongly controlled by the golden retriever and couldn't break free, and said these two rhetorical questions lightly.

These two sentences. As if it had turned into the last straw that crushed Fan Xianchu, I saw that Fan Xianchu, who was still struggling and roaring frantically, suddenly lost all his voice and movements as if he had been choked by the neck, and then his body shook violently twice. He fell straight to the ground.

Fan Xie held his father firmly again, but after a slight hesitation, he finally chose to put his father on the ground with his back facing the sky.

Although Jiankang City is a newly built city, it is the residence of the most noble nobles in the entire Jingyun Mountain, so the ground is covered with extravagant vanilla grass mats, even if you lie on it, it will not be soft to make people feel comfortable.

"Lord Wenjun, no matter what you say to my father, I am willing to take him to promise you, and we are willing to swear an oath like Xiao Zhao's envoy. โ€

Just like letting go of the biggest burden in his heart, he carefully put down Fan Xianchu's Fan Xie worries, and stood up and said to Jian Wenjun.

"Oh?" Jian Wenjun's eyes, which had never fluctuated at all, finally fluctuated slightly, as if he had seen something very interesting, so he actually asked with great interest: "Little girl, are you sure you can do this master?"

"Yes!"

Fan Xie said categorically.

"You're a good daughter. Jian Wenjun didn't say that he was allowed or not, he just praised Fan Xie in praise, and then ordered without looking back: "Wake him up." โ€

The person who carried out this order was the Netherfire hidden in the flames, he ingested a cup of tea as if it were a matter in the air, and then made the originally steaming tea lose almost all of its heat in an instant and turned into a cup of ice water full of ice ballast, and then splashed this ice water on Fan Xianchu's face.

"Huh?"

Zhao Yan, who noticed what the Nether Fire had done, sighed without surprise.

Extracting heat?

Nether Fire actually has such a ability?

Strange, if he has such a skill, then why didn't he take out this skill when he was fighting the Yokogawa evil Jiao at the bottom of the Yokogawa River?

If you can extract the calories from a glass of water, then you should be able to extract the calories from the human body, right?

Wrong!

No, no, no-

It's definitely not that Nether Fire didn't take out this ability at the beginning, but he didn't have this ability at all at that time!

So in other words, in the months of chasing the Fan family's father and daughter. Nether Fire's ability is also advancing by leaps and bounds, and it has even realized this slightly magical ability to manipulate the flow of heat!

Thinking of this, Zhao Yan couldn't help but look at the golden retriever who was standing next to him, still full of chattering on his face, but he had never said those neurotic words.

The golden retriever instantly sensed Zhao Yan's gaze, so its gaze met Zhao Yan's, and then he nodded slightly towards Zhao Yan. Then he looked away, looking like he was already wandering outside the object.

Zhao Yan has already noticed that compared to the golden retriever dog that was chattering at the beginning, the current golden retriever is full of power that seems to be about to explode at any time, and its strength has also increased by leaps and bounds!

Yes, Zixuan has actually said it. In the process of chasing Fan Xianchu and Fan Jiexi, they were lured to trace the Streamer Illusion three times.

Although none of them have a portable system to cheat like Young Master Ben, their martial arts talent is real...... All very strong.

Zixuan, how dangerous are the three historical phantoms you have experienced?

Zhao Yan finally understood, even if it was ...... Some hindsight.

So Zhao Yan turned his head and looked at the back of the man who came with Jian Wenjun. Except for Li Zixuan, who always stayed quietly by his side when they met.

Li Zixuan showed a sweet smile, and she even winked playfully.

I don't know why, Zhao Yan's heart welled up with emotions called moving, and he almost couldn't suppress them, causing this emotion to almost show on his face.

Fortunately, Fan Xianchu, who was splashed with iced black tea, woke up with a good effect.

Realizing that he was actually lying upright on the ground, Fan Xianchu immediately screamed. Then he jumped like a natural high jump champion, that is, a flea.

"Your daughter said that he could be your lord and agreed to the conditions I just proposed, do you think she can be your lord?"

Jian Wenjun asked with a pleasant face.

"That's really...... Can it really be done?!"

Fan Xianchu asked hurriedly, as if he hadn't heard Jian Wenjun's question at all. His voice trembled so obviously, and so urgently.

"I said yes, and it could. โ€

Jian Wenjun, who answered this sentence, showed unparalleled self-confidence.

"Good. Fan Xianchu seemed to have finally made up his mind. He stared firmly into Jian Wenjun's eyes, and he said word by word: "I, Xin, you!"

"It's not that you believe in me, it's that you believe in yourself. โ€

Jian Wenjun turned around and left without looking back.

"Zhao Yan, let someone arrange a clean room for me, I need to rest for a day, and the day after tomorrow...... And I went out. โ€

In the subtle wind, Jian Wenjun's whisper came, but Zhao Yan effortlessly distinguished, "I will come out the day after tomorrow" The object of the six words was not him, but Fan Xianchu.

Puff โ€“

The sound of something falling to the ground suddenly sounded from behind Zhao Yan, who turned his head to look in the direction of the door, and only after Zhao Yan turned his head did he suddenly see that it was Fan Xianchu who fell to the ground again and fell unconscious.

This time, I don't know if it was caught off guard, or something else, Fan Xie was not able to hold Fan Xianchu who fell to the ground, she just frowned and didn't know what she was thinking.

Zhao Yan moved his gaze slightly, and saw Wanwan standing very close to Fan Jiewu, she should have been able to support Fan Xianchu, and even with her current strength as a great grandmaster of the three veins, she couldn't even call it a gesture to do this kind of thing, but Wanwan ...... After all, he didn't even do it.

Are you worried about something?

Zhao Yan's eyes rolled, he could barely understand why Wanwan didn't do anything, after all, although Fan Xianchu was her father, he had never fulfilled his fatherly responsibilities to her daughter for even a second, he had not let her feel even a moment of fatherly love, and even from the beginning of being captured to this moment, Fan Xianchu didn't seem to notice her daughter at all......

It turns out that not all long-lost fathers and daughters will hug each other tightly when they meet, crying and hugging each other, and use the same blood to dissolve the estrangement condensed by time.

Some people have some things, once they are missed, they will cause irreparable scars, and no matter how long the years are, no matter how rich the blood, they can't be washed away.

Zhao Yan was a little enlightened, he finally understood that he had watched too many sensational soap chips before the crossing, and he almost looked stupid in his brain.

"Sister. โ€

Fan Xie Wu opened her mouth, and she called Wanwan softly with these two words.

Wanwan didn't call her sister, she just glanced at Fan Jiewu, looked at the slightly haggard and beautiful face that seemed to be looking at herself through the mirror, and then shook her head gently, gently.

"You haven't taken the oath yet. โ€

Wanwan finally spoke.

"Wanwan, she is ...... after all"

Zhao Yan had the heart to persuade him, what Fan Jiewei was thinking in his heart, he couldn't control it and didn't care about it, even if Fan Jiewu and Wanwan looked almost identical? After all, she was just a stranger, even a stranger who needed to be on guard at all times.

Wanwan is different, Zhao Yan and Wanwan have experienced the dangerous retrospective light illusion of the frozen Tianchi together, and the friendship formed by blood makes Dr. Zhao Yanxi care about Wanwan's thoughts and thoughts, and don't want Wanwan to be hurt in any way.

Zhao Yan is such a person, he doesn't have an unpredictable perverted IQ, let alone the unparalleled power of arrogance, he just wants to be the king of gentlemen but doesn't want to make the people around him sad...... Mortal.

"Zhao Gongzi, the concubine is Fan Wanwan, the heir of Shangxiang Pavilion, the lady of the village who was forcibly captured by Zhao Gongzi, and even the remnants of the head of the Pranyo tribe, and everything else. But cheap concubines, only the dependents of demons, past, present, and will not be!"

Wanwan, who obviously knew what Zhao Yan wanted to say, actually said such words in front of Zhao Yan, and she actually fundamentally blocked Fan Jie's sister.

And Fan Xie was obviously able to understand what Wanwan meant by these words, so she didn't say anything more, but just smiled bitterly.

"Zhao Gongzi, I am willing to swear to you. Fan Jiewu finally met his gaze with Zhao Yanzheng's gaze towards her, and she whispered: "Perhaps, Zhao Gongzi, you will not believe my oath, but I can promise Zhao Gongzi that from now on, you will ...... There will never be any more extreme Taoism!"

"That's not right!

Before Fan Xianchu's words of promise could even land, Fan Xianchu's vetoes had already followed, directly shattering her promise.

"Old Sect Leader Fan, what do you want to express?"

Zhao Yan's gaze fell on Fan Xianchu's body, and he was already thinking about whether to build a pirated version of the Allure City Death Prison, and then imprison Fan Xianchu in it forever.

It's a pity that this guy is Wanwan's de jure father, so even if Wanwan is so decisive as she just said, I'm afraid she will never watch this guy be killed, and being this villain will definitely not make money, so there is no need to think about it at all.

"In the future, there will be no more extreme Taoism of the Fan family, only your extreme Taoism!" Fan Xian Chushi blurted out in shock: "Or, any other sect can also be." โ€

"Old Sect Leader Fan, I'm not you, why do I want those messy sects?"

Looking at Fan Xianchu, who seemed to have been brainwashed by himself, and his excited eyes bulged out wildly, Zhao Yan's face was full of inexplicability.

"Messy, what's the mess?" Fan Xianchu was even more surprised, he looked up at Zhao Yan and said something that made Zhao Yan think a lot of "time": "Religion is a good thing!"

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