If you walk, 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 awkward situation, she seemed to be a guest of Sigu Jian, but in fact she was just a hostage in Fan Xian's hands. At this moment, it seemed to be a pure escort, she couldn't understand the silent heart-to-heart exchange between Si Gu 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, what they wanted to do, and just walked around Dongyi City quietly and comfortably. Walk among the watchful eyes and whispers of the pedestrians around you.

As Si Gu Jian said. There are many things that can only be understood, not spoken, and in this case, it is useless to say more. And he said it no more.

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 two juniors. Went to some buildings that were already somewhat dilapidated. It was the place where the Ye family made its fortune many years ago, but now it has long been repurposed, and the people who live in it will definitely not think that it was the first merchant in the world back then. Lived in these rooms once.

Fan Xian knew what the Sigu Sword wanted to tell him and what he wanted to influence him, but he kept silent. It wasn't until he finally reached the Ye family's glass workshop that he asked softly, "You have later become the guardian of Dongyi City. Why is 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. did not enter the small kingdoms of the surrounding princes, but out of nowhere to find out the south of Dongyi City and the north of Tangzhou City. That wild primeval forest, a road between steep cliffs, went directly to Shanzhou.

The road is like a sheep's intestine. Like a heavenly step. Extremely difficult to walk. But after all, it's a road. Three years ago, Yan Xiaoyi took advantage of this road. 5,000 soldiers surrounded Dadong Mountain. Afterwards, whether it was Qingguo or Dongyi, they naturally invested infinite enthusiasm and vigilance in this secret road, and the two 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 of the seaside in the state, Ye Qingmei met His Majesty the Emperor, 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 they are more than shrewd, but they are a little insufficient.

"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 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 today, of course, the biggest possibility is that there is no such person as Fan Xian in the world.

Fan Xian smiled and explained before looking around at the sword: "At that time, the Great Wei had the entire continent, and it was the place where the feudal and decadent forces were most concentrated, although it was said that the revolution should go to the most difficult place. But in practice, it is very unrealistic. At that time, Nanqing had been fighting with Xihu for many years, and the country's situation was beginning to sprout, but it was only in a corner, not very eye-catching, and Qingren had an open and strong temperament, making it easier to accept new things. So it was not very surprising that my mother chose Nanqing back then. ”

That's it. The little emperor frowned. He shook his head in displeasure, thinking to himself what kind of bastard words this was about, how could I understand every word, but not know what he was talking about?

Si Gu Jian glanced at Fan Xian. 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 wait for the day when Nanqing ruled the world. That's when she transforms the world...... Where did you think that the prince of the world finally became a real dragon in the world. How can it be tolerated that someone rides 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.

Look around at the root of the sword

Meaning his gaze. Indifferent added: "When I was a child, I tasted the world countless times and almost died. My servant nurse. I don't know how many died. Therefore, once I was in power, my swordsmanship was first established, and when I entered the City Lord's Mansion, I was determined to kill and take revenge. But your mother stopped you. ”

"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 house, and overnight, my breath was in chaos. The realm begins. ”

"Of course. Since that incident. I have cut off any correspondence with your mother, and we have never been at this point. Si Gu Jian gently patted the armrest of the wheelchair. There is no emotion, no resentment, and no harshness between the words.

Fan Xian said sarcastically: "Don't tell 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 is 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. ”

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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 that he is strong.

In the past, the people of the world may have thought that under the coercion of Nanqingdi, 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 of the sword land 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 Sigu Jian was going to assassinate Emperor Qing, just because he was angry that Emperor Qing did not protect Ye Qingmei.

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The three of them gradually became silent again, Fan Xian couldn't 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 look of the sword became a little awe-inspiring, and the two didn't dare 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 streets, 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. Woke him up from his contemplation, it 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 Northern Qi, who was pushing a wheelchair beside him at the same time, 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 today, when I really saw the great master in a wheelchair, 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 freedom, and the peace of his 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.

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

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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 using words, just with actions, and using 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 invested.

"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 Fan Xian 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. ”