Your mother's surname is Ye.

Before coming to Dongyi City. Fan Xian had long expected that in this city, he would definitely meet people or things related to the old Ye family. Because he knew very well that his mother Ye Qingmei came to this world. The first place to settle down is Dongyi City.

On the night of the sixteenth year old, Uncle Wuzhu told him everything about Ye Qingmei for the first time. Everything that this amnesiac patient remembers, the Ye family's real estate industry started in Dongyi City, and the first wealth he grabbed in the world was also in Dongyi City, but later I don't know what considerations it was, Ye Qingmei finally chose Nanqing, which was not very powerful at that time. Or rather, he chose His Majesty the Emperor, who is now extremely powerful.

Ye Qingmei left Dongyi City. I don't know if I went back later. But Fan Xian was clear. This big city must be very important to her. It's just that he didn't expect that Sigu Jian would suddenly mention the past at this time, and use such an awkward and shoddy excuse.

"Excuse me. Fan Xian glanced at the sword. said with a wry smile: "I know very well what you want to say, but she is her." I am me. ”

"Can it be split? Is your mother willing to watch Dongyi City, which she once fought for, become something no different from any county in Nanqing?" Si Gu Jian smiled and said: "You can't forget your roots. You are her son, and you are also a Dongyi person. ”

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows. I simply sat down in the open space next to the wheelchair. The two legs were hanging in the sword mound, flicking them empty, and said with a sneer: "Although I haven't seen the things on Dadong Mountain, I haven't seen it with my own eyes. But I still know some details, you once said to Uncle Wuzhu. I've heard about it too. ”

"You want me to be the city lord of Dongyi City?" Fan Xian turned his head and glanced at the sword. Said sarcastically: "Just with my identity as half of Dongyi, have you been hiding in the sword house for so long." And I came up with such a response? Don't forget. After all, I am a Nanqing person, and the relationship between me and His Majesty is already doomed. Don't expect to be a city lord. can stir up His Majesty's suspicions and force me to break with him. ”

He waved his arm and said calmly, "There is no such possibility. ”

"Of course. I won't be the city lord of Dongyi City. ”

Si Gu Jian said indifferently: "You are so afraid of death, of course you are afraid that your emperor Lao Tzu will kill you." I never expected you to dare to take over Dongyi City, I just remind you that you don't need to think about the interests of the Nanqing people innately. I'm just at your heart. Even if you think about it for Dongyi City, it's not a big rebellion. ”

"I've thought enough about the people of Dongyi City. Fan Xian didn't give an inch. "I said those words before. Do you think. Except for me. Who would give up so many benefits? Who would risk His Majesty's wrath to persuade him to accept these conditions?"

"Is that enough?" Si Gu Jian closed his eyes and said slowly: "Or." You never thought about how your mother died?"

In the depths of the sword house, countless swords in the big pit stirred up at the same time in an instant, making a whining and mournful sound, trembling constantly, as if they were about to break in unison the next moment, Fan Xian hung his legs in the sword mound. At this moment, he stopped swinging, and his eyebrows gradually became solemn. There was an indescribable emotion in his eyes.

There was no one around, and with the sword realm looking around, he naturally didn't worry that someone would eavesdrop. But Fan Xian still felt that his heart was beginning to tighten, and he twitched and twitched, and he was a little irresistibly painful.

He took a deep breath. His face was a little abnormally white, and he whispered, "Or, do you have any opinion that can convince people?"

"Nope. Si Gu Jian said indifferently: "I just guessed. How could someone like your mother die so inexplicably. The pig's head of the Queen of Qingguo, or the old bitch of the Queen Mother, can kill your mother. Your mom won't be your mom anymore. ”

"That's it?"

"Kuhe also uses guessing, and Chen Pingping also uses guessing. Why can't I guess?"

Fan Xiandi's lips trembled slightly. Whispered, "Guess this kind of thing...... It's better not to take it out and say that it's good, it's going to die. ”

"Really?" Si Gu Jian suddenly laughed. There was endless viciousness and ridicule in the laughter. "It's really rare to be afraid of death and be like you. ”

Fan Xian knew what the other party despised, and said with an unchanged expression: "I can easily kill my whole family." This kind of person is rare. ”

Si Gu Jian's face changed, and a fierce color appeared in his pupils, as if he might kill Fan Xian at any time. A tearing sword intent. and began to spread again between heaven and earth. However, Fan Xian didn't seem to have the slightest feeling this time, glanced at him disdainfully, and said, "Just do it." Are you still afraid that people won't be able to say it?"

"As for me? I don't need you to worry about my affairs. He frowned. Some helplessly sighed: "Sometimes I really don't understand. You big guys. Old monster, what do you think, why do you have to push me to the opposite side of Your Majesty's land. Could it be said. Do you really think I'm capable of fighting him? Crucially, do you really think so. I do...... To rebel against him?"

He looked at the angry eyes of the sword, shook his head and said, "Anyway. He's always been my father, so I don't understand what you guys think. ”

"Father?" Si Gu Jian shrunk his body into a wheelchair, and the whole person was like a sharp sword unsheathed. There is no more brilliance, "I'm really anxious." Daddy, Mommy. It's all killable. ”

Fan Xian's heart was slightly cold, and he shook his head with a wry smile, thinking that he wanted to discuss such a thing as human ethics with this big idiot. It's really unnecessary.

Regarding the real cause of Ye Qingmeidi's death, at the most critical moment of the Kyoto rebellion. Before the eldest princess died, she once nodded to Fan Xian. And Chen Pingping's behavior intentionally or unintentionally. It seems to prove this as well. It's just that Chen Pingping didn't say anything. Fan Shangshu also did not say anything. These two old comrades-in-arms who experienced this incident back then doubted each other for many years. Finally set his sights on a certain character.

They were reluctant to tell Fan Xian clearly about this matter, except for the fact that they were not afraid of the sky and the earth, and they were bent on watching Nanqing have a big problem. No one wanted to try to lead Fan Xian to a dead end from no return just because of speculation.

"You're going to die soon, don't expect to see me Nanqing civil strife before you die. Fan Xian nodded slightly. It seems to be trying to convince Si Gu Jian. I want to convince myself, "Accept my sincerity, and then wait for death in peace." Thousands of people in Dongyi City. I'll take good care of you. ”

Si Gu Jian looked indifferently straight ahead for a long time before he spoke, "Trust me." Someday. You will follow the path that this thief has arranged for God. ”

"I am...... To defy the heavens!" Fan Xian said with a laugh, but coughed with laughter. Coughing and flushing. In a dilemma.

Si Gu Jian glanced at him disdainfully.

Fan Xian was angered by this gaze, and said in a cold voice: "Whether it is Kuhe or you, it seems that before you die, you have pinned their hopes on me. Isn't that a ridiculous thing in itself? It's not providential. It's just that you big guys are thinking selfishly. ”

"Selfish?" Si Gu Jian shook his head. "I don't know what that old bald man did before he died. ”

Fan Xian shrugged his shoulders and said, "He sent the most proud second disciple to Kyoto to renew Chen Pingping's life. Looks like. He is counting on Chen Pingping to become a factor in my Nanqing civil strife. ”

"Hahahaha......" Si Gu Jian couldn't help laughing, and scolded while laughing: "This dead bald head, I thought so." Look at the appearance. He was counting on Emperor Qing and Chen Pingping to have a big fight. You're caught in the middle and can't be a human being. Driving you crazy again...... Well. Your kid's judgment is good. He's the same as me, he's putting his hope in your land, it's just ......"

Looking around, the sword twisted his neck. Disdainfully said: "Bitter lotus is too stupid, this kind of thing will force you directly." Why bother with Chen Pingping's hand. The old black dog was loyal to Emperor Qingguo, and the bitter lotus was estimated to be poor. ”

"Please. I am right in front of you, and you just say that you want to force me to rebel. Isn't it a bit boring?" Fan Xian sighed while pointing to the big dirt pit in front of him. Pointing to the sword that looked particularly old after being blown by the wind and rain. said: "I knew there was a pit ahead. Do I have to jump into it?"

Si Gu Jian did not answer this question directly. shrank and said: "Actually, whether you recognize yourself as a Dongyi person or not, I won't worry too much about the stupid people in this city, don't forget, Miss Ning is an authentic Dongyi person." Your great prince cannot be said to be like you. Don't admit your own origins. ”

Fan Xian shrugged. Knowing that he was right, His Majesty now has only three sons left. Among them, the two adult lands have too many ties with Dongyi City. Nanqing really wants to send troops to attack. It's a lot of trouble.

"The most critical question is. Life. There are a lot of pits, and you know it's right in front of you. But I was forced to do so. Or just jump with your eyes open. ”

Looking around, the sword pouted. One arm pointed to the depths of the sword pit. The whole person was mixed with the breath of a dead old man and the meaning of irresistible oppression, and said quietly: "Three years ago, I told Zhilan that I knew that this was a big pit in front of me, but I still had to jump down."

This is talking about the matter of Dadong Mountain. Whether it was Kuhe or Sigu Sword, before leaving for the Assassin Emperor, they had thought about it countless times, and they had all suspected that this was a big pit, but time was running out. The situation was pressing, and the two great masters had to jump, and then fell to the ground extremely miserably.

Fan Xian was silent for a moment and then said, "There is nothing more to say about these things, wait for the mission to arrive." I still have to do what needs to be done, and I don't need you to worry about it. So...... Shouldn't we talk about something happier?"

"Happy?" Si Gu Jian suddenly scolded in annoyance, "Lao Tzu is about to die, and he hasn't been out of this broken house for more than two years." How do you have fun?"

"Oh, you're pathetic. A body of cultivation is there. But he is inconvenient to move and does not dare to go out at will. was forced to sit by his eldest apprentice for several years. Fan Xian sneered and said: "Back then, King Wei Ling was starved to death by his own son in the palace, if Yun Zhilan also came to this hand, you are the great grandmaster." It's too ugly to die. ”

"I'm not King Wei Ling's kind of waste. The eye sockets of the four sword were sunken, glowing with a cold light. "I just don't want to go out, what does it have to do with Zhilan. ”

"Wheelchair sunbathing. It's a bit old and pitiful, but you'll have to get used to it. "Fan Xian knows that what he said is the truth, even if it is a great grandmaster who is about to die, if he wants to leave the house, who dares to stop him, who can stop him?

"Hmm. Reasonable. Si Gu Jian suddenly glanced down at him and said, "The sun is shining well today." Why don't you push me out for a walk?"

Fan Xian was stunned on the spot, thinking to himself on the spot, I don't know how many masters are eyeing him outside the sword house. Even if Gu Jian spoke to protect himself, but walking around Dongyi City would be too difficult.

"His Majesty the Emperor of Northern Qi is still in the Lu. He looked down and whispered.

"Isn't that your woman? Si Gu Jian coughed twice. Call the boy. Go to the room and invite the little emperor of Northern Qi. After a while, the little emperor, who had already put on his clothes, walked slowly from the opposite side of the sword mound. Far away. Then he saw the sword looking around in a wheelchair. and very impolite to sit next to the sword mound and be idle.

Last night's shirt may have been torn. Jianlu is well prepared, and the little emperor Zhan Doudou is wearing a light cyan dress today. It doesn't seem to have the slightest sense of charm, but it's just a weak Confucian atmosphere.

Coming to the side of the two, the little emperor smiled slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The face of the Sword Saint is really rare to see. ”

The sword tilted his head slightly. Extremely rudely did not answer this question. Instead, he waved the boy away from the ground. After a long time, the corners of his lips curled slightly. Looking at the Emperor of Northern Qi, he said softly, "I have seen His Majesty the Emperor." ”

"Lord Swordmaster is polite. The little emperor's eyes didn't look at Di Fan Xian sitting on him at all, this kind of qi cultivation kung fu. He is really the first-rate person in the world.

However, his calm appearance was easily broken by the Sigu Sword, and the great master looked at the Northern Qi Emperor with a complicated expression. He hissed and said, "I don't have much to say about an old dragon like me, just a female emperor, but the first one in a thousand years." I am very happy to be able to see His Majesty in person. ”

As soon as this statement came out. The face of the little emperor of Northern Qi suddenly changed. Annoyed and cold, he stared at Fan Xian fiercely, but Fan Xian didn't react at all.

Looking at the little emperor, he smiled and said, "One." I already know that Your Majesty is a woman, two. I'm dying. I don't talk so much that I don't talk about it, I'm a weirdo who likes to keep candy in my box and don't share it with anyone. ”

Si Gu Jian didn't look at the little emperor whose face kept changing, and continued to whisper: "Three. Because I'm dying, we can talk to each other more directly. Earlier, I was persuading Fan Xian to rebel. I wonder if His Majesty is interested in this proposal. ”

The little emperor took a deep breath. forcibly suppressed the slight fear and uneasiness in his heart. Calmly said, "I'm very interested in this proposal. If Xiao Fan and Da Man's rebellion fails, he can come to my Northern Qi to live. ”

"That's what I thought, too. Whether it's a city lord or a male queen. It's more comfortable than being a slave of Emperor Qing...... It's just that he won't agree. ”

Fan Xian sat on the edge of the pit next to the sword mound and said, "The scholar rebelled. Ten years will not work. Don't you know that I am the most famous scholar in the world? ”

"yes. Si Gu Jian laughed strangely, looked at the little emperor and said: "So we plan not to continue this topic, but to go to the city and the seaside, I don't know if His Majesty the Emperor is interested." ”

"Can I say no?" The little emperor said slightly angrily.

Fan Xian replied below: "Of course not." "Sigu Sword is the god of Dongyi City, and whether the gods and men are active or passive. Always keep your distance. So it's obvious. This great grandmaster in a wheelchair has not come out for many years to casually look at the street scene. The whole person seemed more excited.

Fan Xian and the little emperor were walking slowly behind the wheelchair at this time. Occasionally glance at each other. But he didn't speak. They were actually shocked in their hearts, and the three of them left the Sword House so easily. And did not let the masters of Jianlu and Northern Qi find any traces.

Even if it's a sword. You can do that. Still shocked Fan Xian. Walking in the streets and alleys of Dongyi City. Fan Xian could clearly sense that no one was following him. Of course. Look around at the realm of the sword. If someone is following for more than a moment. I'm afraid that I will soon be in a wheelchair and have no root of sword intent. Split into countless blood balls.

The three of them came to the outskirts of the city under a large tree, the canopy of which stretched widely. Cyan obscures the sky. Take a break here. Dodge the blazing sun.

Si Gu Jian lowered his head. Looking at the loess mud next to the wheelchair and the gap in the roots of the tree, he suddenly said, "Decades ago, I was under this tree. The first time I saw your mother and Wuzhu, a dead blind man, but I forgot whether I was watching the ants move or watching the insects pile up dung balls. ”