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"I don't understand how you can hold on. At this time, there was no one else in this room in the sword house, it was very quiet, Fan Xian sat on the chair next to the bed, and whispered to the thin old man on the bed: "It's so hard, why bother?"

Fan Xian was still a little jealous of this great grandmaster, otherwise, with the bitter nature of his gentle face, the words he said at this time should be even more difficult to hear. It's just that although the sword has run out of oil, he is still very afraid that the thin old man on the bed will suddenly turn into a big sword, and then slash at him with a violent temperament.

Si Gu Jian lay on the bed, his eyes staring up blankly, although his breathing was not sharp, but it was extremely profound, sounding like a broken bellows, giving people the feeling that the flame in the furnace was about to be extinguished.

This is exactly Fan Xian's puzzlement, obviously on Dadong Mountain back then, Sigu Jiansheng was slapped by Ye Liuyun, His Majesty Wang Dao punched, and his vitality died early, but he didn't know what method he used, and he was able to prolong his breath for three years.

It's just that a month ago, after being stabbed twice by the shadow wind and thunder sword, this great grandmaster finally couldn't stand it anymore, and the true qi in the meridians was completely dispersed, turning into a piece of wood on the bed. Fan Xian could clearly perceive it. Si Gu Jian forcibly extended his life, and what kind of pain and price he paid for it, so he didn't understand it very well. Since life is so hard. Now that the agreement has been reached, why does the other party still drag it with the pure life-saving true qi in his body?

Si Gu Jian's body was already extremely thin and thin, and the loss was too great in fighting with the Netherworld in this month. It was nearly twenty pounds lighter, and the whole person's skin and flesh were all dried up, and the skin was almost close to the bones. It looks terrifying.

Ho-ho voices rang out from the bed. It's like laughing. Si Gu Jian said in a hoarse voice, and said in an extremely low voice: "Life and death are unreasonable, I don't want to die yet, so I want to live." ”

Fan looked at him quietly. After confirming that the other party is already in a quadriplegic situation. I couldn't help sighing, stood up, and said, "According to the theory." Back then, your disciples had injured me many times, among the hundred tiger guards you killed on Dadong Mountain. There are many of them who want to protect their cronies, but I don't know why, seeing that you are about to die. I don't have much of the thrill of revenge. ”

"Because...... You...... Know. Those tiger guards were killed by your emperor Lao Tzu with a sword in my hand. Looking around, his breathing gradually calmed down. The words of the speech have gradually stabilized, only the two pairs of eyes that are deeply sunken in the eye sockets have long been difficult to condense the sword that was in the world back then. Somewhat apathetic. Some scattered.

After a pause, Fan Xian asked respectfully, "I want to know." How exactly have you survived these years? ”

Si Gu Jian was silent. Fan Xian stepped forward and stood beside the bed and gently lifted his quilt. Extremely carefully, he pulled off the soft and light clothes covering the Great Grandmaster, looked at the big wound on his chest and abdomen, and did not speak for a long time.

This was a rather rude and disrespectful action, and no one else in the Jianlu room saw it at this time, but Fan Xian still felt that his action was very rude. It was very inappropriate, so he just glanced at it twice, and then carelessly pulled up the lichen on Si Gu Jian's body.

The dying Great Grandmaster could only let Fan Xian look at it like a corpse, presumably he should feel angry in his heart when he looked at the sword, but it was strange that the eyes of the sword did not change in the slightest. I just looked at the beams above my head, not knowing what I was thinking.

Fan Xian sat back in his chair and began to think carefully in his mind about the wound he had seen earlier. The reason why he was interested in the wounds of the sword was because he really didn't know how this great master had prolonged his life for three years. Because he knew that the real reason for the death of the Sigu Sword was the punch that His Majesty the Emperor threw on him.

Even if he is a great grandmaster, but the meridians in his abdomen are all shattered, and his internal organs are all rotten, how can he survive?

In the Castle Lord's Mansion. When the shadow assassinated the Sigu Sword, Fan Xian once glanced at it and saw a strange wound on the abdomen of this great grandmaster.

The wound was tinged with a terrifying blue, and this green glow was a color that Fan Xian was very familiar with, the color of the poisonous. Fan Xian sat on the chair, was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "How long has Mr. Fei been in Dongyi City?"

Si Gu Jian laughed with difficulty, and after a while, he whispered, "Actually, you are smarter than you think you are. ”

Fan Xianmu sat on the chair and said: "Cutting off the meridians with poison and stiffening the flesh and blood of the earth, this kind of mysterious technique of using poison is not done by everyone. ”

He sighed, gently rubbed his temples and said, "This kind of realm, I heard my husband say it once when I was a child, but I never thought that someone could really do it." There are three Poison Land Masters in the world, Sean is dead, I know that the one in your Dongyi City was blown out by you at all...... Although he has some level, who else can really use poison to make you live for a few more years, except for Mr. Fei. ”

"And what he kept telling me was that he wanted to go to sea, and if he didn't go from Quanzhou, he would go from Dongyi City. Fan Xian seemed to be talking to himself, and said softly: "He treated you back then, and now again."

Once, it's not too unexpected. ”

"Hmm. Si Gu Jian's body froze on the bed at this time, unable to move at all, and said indifferently: "Fei Jie stayed in the sword house for a year and a half, and then went to sea. ”

Fan Xiandi's heart suddenly had a sense of confusion, when the city lord's mansion saw the injury of the sword, he was already suspicious, he thought that Mr. Fei Jie was still quietly hiding in the sword house, but he didn't expect that Mr. had already left.

He was reborn into this world, except for his grandmother and Uncle Wuzhu, the first elder he met, the first person who loved him wholeheartedly, although he was a strange person - Fan Xian and Fei Jie did not stay together for a short time. But the master and apprentice are extremely close, a kind of closeness made of corpses and poison.

Mr. Fei Jie really went to sea. I'm afraid that I will never return to this continent in this life. Fan Xiandi suddenly felt cold in his heart, and a faint sadness welled up, thinking that in the future, his father, Chen Pingping, and even the emperor Laozi might leave him one by one. I was left alone in this world. It's an unbearable sadness.

"Fei Jie and Ye Liuyun went out to sea together. Si Gu Jian confided another secret.

Fan Xian was silent for a long time, since Dadongshan. Ye Liuyun only recuperated from his injuries for two months. Just like in the previous decades, no one knew about him anymore, not even Ye Zhong and Ye Ling'er. It's just that the subjects of Qingmin are used to this great grandmaster living like an idle cloud and a wild crane, and no one cares too much.

Going to sea, going to the Xindi Continent? Fan Xian smiled bitterly with some uncontrollability: "The big guy is quite simple when he walks on the ground. ”

"Ye Liuyun was stabbed by me on the mountain. It is impossible to return to the original level. Si Gu Jian lay on the bed. He said very calmly, without any pride or violence, "Fei Jie went to sea with him. You can take care of his injuries, Ye Liuyun's hands. You can protect the fee. These two old things live in a chic way. ”

Fan Xian stood up. After a moment of silence, he looked at him and said, "The negotiations between my Daqing and Dongyi City are still continuing. You know that, too. This matter cannot be decided in a very short period of time. Those princes and nobles of the princes and lands must still have a backlash, you are about to die, and you can't control these problems. I might be able to do something spicy. ”

"It's none of my business. Si Gu Jian's thin body was buried under the quilt. It looks pitiful. "You tell me this. Cough...... Cough...... Is it going to leave. ”

"I'm going to go back to Beijing for a while, and then I'll come back to deal with the follow-up. Fan Xian nodded. Walking towards the outside of the house, when his footsteps suddenly stepped on the threshold, he suddenly said, "What did Chen Pingping ask Fei Jie to bring you?"

Si Gu Jian seemed to be asleep, and did not answer at all.

Fan Xian turned around at the threshold, his eyes were full of worry, and he continued to ask, "Bitter lotus wants to prolong Chen Pingping's life." Chen Pingping wants to prolong your life, you old guys, why do you have to endure so hard? Sometimes, I really can't believe it. The old dean would choose such a path, which is too inconsistent with his aesthetic concept. ”

"I was surprised, too. Si Gu Jian laughed ugly, "That old black dog has obviously been loyal to Emperor Qingguo. Why do you want to help me save my life, isn't he afraid that I will kill through the Hanging Temple?"

Fan Xian didn't open his mouth to speak, thinking a little gloomily in his heart, that Lao Tzu was just using human nature to think about things. What a miserable and painful plan.

"Three years ago, before the Kyoto rebellion. The dean was poisoned. Fan Xian suddenly lowered his head and said, "That person is from your Dongyi City." ”

With that, he walked out of the room, out of the lifeless, yet murderous room. He stood next to the big pit in the middle of the sword house and looked up at the sky. There was silence for a long time. Didn't speak. At this time, the white clouds were floating in the sky, and the round and bright sun was at the end of the long clouds, which looked like a large burning pen, scribbling dazzling map drawings on the blue sky.

Burning oneself and shining on others, this universe is inherently dark. But there was no room for darkness in its eyes, and it desperately burned the fuel of the beginning of time, trying to shine all the darkness hidden behind the stars.

Fan Xian stood beside the sword pit, took a deep breath, the two Great Zhou Heavens in his body slowly flowed, the true qi of Tianyi protected his earth's heart vein, and raised his domineering true determination to the extreme realm, the true qi in his body was full, and his clothes were so stirred that his clothes hunted in the windless environment.

The seemingly endless True Qi was sent along his arm, towards his steady palm, and slowly released.

This kind of true qi operation method, not everyone knows, it is a useless means that Fan Xian came up with in order to climb the cliff back then, but he has practiced for twenty years, and he is already extremely proficient. It is very natural to release the true qi and move with the heart, an interesting idea back then, who would have thought that many years later, it would have such an effect.

Fan Xian stood beside the sword mound, his arms stretched out in both directions.

The countless sword branches in the pit began to tinkle, as if they felt the call of this true qi, and they kept trembling.

A sword of a simple style, the first one cannot withstand this kind of power. The tip of the sword screamed sadly, breaking free from the loess at the bottom of the sword pit, and the rotten notes that the sword threw into. Litter. flew up and flew into Fan Xian's hands.

Fan Xian quietly looked at the sword in his hand, comparing it with the sword he was accustomed to using, and found that it was indeed inconspicuous at all, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. said: "It's also fate."

On the bed in the gloom of the room, the dying Great Grandmaster smiled at Si Gu Jian and said to himself, "It's still not good." ”

Fan Xian looked at the sword in his hand and sighed, "It's still far away." ”

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In the darkness of the night, the three carriages headed west at the fastest speed. This convoy was carrying Qingguo's distinguished guests, and in the current situation, no one dared to stop these carriages for inspection in the entire territory controlled by Dongyi City. So the speed of the convoy is extremely fast.

What's more, the color of these carriages is black.

Mu Feng'er carefully poured a basin of hot water and put it in front of Lord Tisi, for fear that she would spill the water when the carriage was moving at this time.

Fan Xian's daily life can really be regarded as extravagant, and I don't know where these officials of the Supervision Yuan got their hot water. He scooped up the hot towel from the basin, wiped his tired face vigorously, and asked, "Is there any news in Kyoto?"

"It's business as usual. Mu Feng'er glanced at the adult and replied softly. In fact, he didn't know why Lord Tisi was in such a hurry to return to Beijing, although the negotiations with Dongyi City were really troublesome. Moreover, the adults also need to return to Beijing to hand over the details of the negotiations to His Majesty, but why should the time be so tight? Even have to risk rushing at night, fortunately there are no mountain roads near Dongyi City, otherwise once the car overturns, who can afford to bear this responsibility. I am afraid that His Majesty the Emperor will behead all the accompanying officials of the Supervision Yuan.

Hearing Mu Feng'er's answer, Fan Xian's mood relaxed a lot. It is now the tenth year of Qingli, and it has been five or six years since he officially entered the Supervision Yuan, more precisely, from the day he was born. He was trained by Chen Pingping to prepare for taking over the Supervision Yuan, and when he was five years old, in addition to learning poisons from Mr. Fei Jie, most of his time was spent studying the regulations and organizational planning of the Supervision Yuan. Today, Fan Xian has firmly grasped the terrifying institution of the Supervision Yuan. I have my own judgment on the loyalty and ability of my subordinates.

The black carriage moved silently in the dark night, and although the oil lamp in the carriage was windproof and shaking-proof, the light was still a little uncertain. Fan Xian rubbed his sour eyes, raised his face, and suddenly said calmly: "Xiao Feng'er, you are Mu Tie's distant nephew." ”

Mu Feng'er was stunned for a moment, thinking that you already knew about this matter, but she still responded respectfully: "It's my subordinate cousin, but...... There are no three generations. ”

"If someone were to kill Mu Tie, what would you do?"

Mu Feng'er was startled, looked at Fan Xian in a daze, and couldn't say a word for a while.

Fan Xian smiled and said, "Just as an example, let's do it, if Mu Tie has a grudge against me, he wants to use his death to arouse your hatred for me...... Are you going to kill me for that?"

Mu Feng'er shook her head again and again, not daring to say a word.

Fan Xian shook his head a little boringly, sighed, and lowered his head again, thinking to himself how could there be such a stubborn person in this world?

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When Fan Xian walked forward in the dark and returned to Kyoto to explain the matter of Dongyi to His Majesty in detail, His Majesty the Emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty had already returned to the quiet Shangjing City, and the eaves of the palace where black and blue intersected were still so beautiful. Although she left the palace for a while, with the strong suppression of the Queen Mother and the cooperation of the court's cronies and officials, no one noticed the slightest abnormality.

In comparison, the Northern Qi royal family, which had always been considered by the Nanqing court to be a discordant between mother and son, was actually united like an iron plate, much clearer than the Nanqing side.

The Emperor of Northern Qi looked at the night outside the palace in a daze, looked back at the beautiful woman who was reading a book behind him, and suddenly asked: "You and Fan Xian have only stayed in the room for half an hour, is he so anxious, or is it difficult to restrain yourself from spring?"

Since returning to the palace, although the little emperor's favor for Concubine Li has not weakened, the bitterness in his speech is a little unstoppable. Si Lili grew up with her since she was a child, of course she knew what kind of temperament she was, and she endured it for more than half a month without explanation, but today she said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I know you are jealous, so you don't need to show it so obviously." ”

When Fan Xian said that sentence that day, the little emperor's face was a little ugly, and after hearing Si Lili's words today, she couldn't help but snort coldly.

Si Lili stood up, walked behind her, leaned his cheek on her thin shoulder, wrapped his hands around her, gently stroked her lower abdomen, exhaled Rulan and said: "Fan Xian's words are very simple, if you have it, of course it can only be me, no matter which of us has it, we must always tell him about this father." ”

The little emperor was silent, and suddenly said, "I don't know if that little white face is still happy in Dongyi City." ”

Si Lili didn't answer this sentence, just thinking that Master Xiao Fan is the most chic man in the world, but if he causes so many things, he is afraid that he will become the most distressed man in the world.

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The man who was most distressed in the world finally rushed back to Kyoto with great difficulty, and the black carriage passed the double inspection of the Kyoto garrison and the thirteen city gate divisions very quickly, and came to the gate of the imperial palace.

Fan Xian took a deep breath and jumped out of the car, not looking at the officials who were full of joy and gathered around him, but just thought in his heart, this time when he entered the palace to ask His Majesty for officials, he must ask for it!