Sister-in-law Song, everyone was shocked, thinking that Lord Tisi also had a good relationship in Hangzhou City? However, the officials from top to bottom of the Supervision Yuan knew that in matters of men and women, Fan Xian was a rare self-respecting official in Kyoto.

Of course, Fan Xian was just thinking about this Hangzhou city, is it the same as that Hangzhou city, there is a sister-in-law surnamed Song who is selling fish soup, of course, there is no Su Causeway and White Causeway on the West Lake here, but I don't know if there is a Jiangnan woman who is as soft as Xizi.

After traveling the world, he finally arrived in Jiangnan, which the literati and artists never forgot, Fan Xian's heart was also a little excited, and he galloped in with his legs between his legs.

It was very simple to enter Hangzhou City, and their group had already prepared relevant road guides and documents, pretending to be the outposts of the big clans who came from Wuzhou and went south through Hangzhou. No one can see the problem with the seal stamped on the road citation document, and the Supervision Yuan, for the convenience of its own work, often uses superb counterfeiting skills to hurt the mood of local government officials, and this matter has become a skilled worker.

A group of people happily walked along the straight road under the city gate to the city, Fan Xian had already gotten into the carriage at this time, slightly lifted the curtains to look at the scene in Hangzhou, only to see the street pedestrians and pedestrians, the shops on both sides of the road are lined up, there is a restaurant not far away, but it is too early, and there is no trace of attractive aroma. Just looking at the clothes and streets of the people of Hangzhou, you can know that Jiangnan is rich, and it is not a lie.

After a while, a long row of neat willow trees appeared in front of the convoy, especially cold at the end of winter, there was naturally no green leaves on the willows to welcome guests, just hanging weakly like a whip, but it was neat, so the first impression was extremely strong.

Fan Xian's eyes were sharp, and through the layers of willow curtains, he saw the water surface blocked by this long row of willow trees.

The water is soft, the slight lines are not exciting, in this late winter weather, there is a clean smell clearly, not to reject the cold thousands of miles away, just a gentle taste, and it has become a peaceful lake for ten miles. In the distance, you can see the beautiful green mountains hidden in the fog, and several black and gray wooden buildings rise along the lake, revealing a hint of wealth but not dazzling taste.

This water is the West Lake.

Nowadays, there is some bustle on the edge of the West Lake.

――――――――――――――――――――――― on the shore of the West Lake, folding willows and giving green plums, these are two blind poems written by Fan Xian in elementary school in his previous life, he has a natural yearning for Hangzhou in that life, and always feels that how can West Lake be so beautiful, how can there be so many celebrities?

But there was a classmate in his club who came from Hangzhou, and he once sued him, West Lake, which is really not good. Fan Xian, who was still called Fan Shen at that time, was a little disagreeable, but he never had the opportunity to really go to Hangzhou to get close to the West Lake, on the one hand, because he fell ill later, and the main reason was that the housing prices in Hangzhou were really a bit expensive in that life.

Upstairs by the West Lake, it is the most upscale restaurant in Hangzhou city, the green flags outside the building are shaky, the green trees are shady, a large square green flat can dry books, the green wood in the building is the table, the Tsing Yi Xiao Er, the Qing people sing songs...... It's really a clear sè enjoyment. It's a pity that it's winter now, the green flags are frozen, the green tree trunks are yellow, the laymen on the green flat are fighting, and the Qing people are still singing, but it's not good to wear only a light veil, and the taste is naturally much weaker.

Fan Xian sat on the table by the railing, looking out at the lake through the gap in the bamboo curtain outside the fence, a little disappointed, Song Sister-in-law naturally has no fish soup, Dongpo meat is also not, and there is no chicken called Huaji...... Fortunately, the shrimp in Longjing still existed, otherwise he was afraid that he would turn around and leave depressed.

There is no Leifeng Tower, there is no broken bridge, this West Lake ...... Is it still the West Lake in his mind? He picked up a small wine cup with three fingers thick and drank it all in one gulp, and he was indescribably stunned.

In fact, he is too harsh, Hangzhou's local cuisine is light and refreshing, which is very different from Kyoto's diet, and it is also quite famous in Qingguo.

There were a total of three tables in the compartment, except for the two guards guarding the door, the rest of the people, regardless of the master and servant, whether they were high or low, were ordered by Fan Xian to sit down, and ate there in a muffled voice, and they didn't know whether it was saliva or the sound of soup falling on the table.

This scene is a bit terrifying, a large group of people are eating food in silence and fiercely, the two guards at the door are swallowing saliva, and Fan Xian is the only one who still has the leisure to hold a wine glass and lean on the railing to watch the scenery.

The wind-blocking bamboo curtain outside the fence was pulled up a little, and the light suddenly brightened, and the winter lake water came into view, and the wind blew into the building, blowing away the aroma of dishes floating in the compartment.

At the same time, there was also a cheer from the large bluestone flat on the lake outside the building!

――――――――――――――――――― cheers sneaked into the building with the wind, and it attracted many diners standing on the railing upstairs to cheer in unison.

Only this compartment was still quiet, Fan Xian leaned on the railing, took another drink, and a smile appeared on his face, not too surprised.

His subordinates were shocked by these countless cheers, and knew that the competition downstairs was at a critical point, but they did not rush to the fence to watch, but lowered their heads again and began to deal with the delicacies on the table.

Fan Xian glanced at his subordinates and felt a little strange, even if you are proud in your hearts and think that these warriors on the rivers and lakes can't help you with a few swords, but everyone in the same way, there is always an interest in detail, right?

In fact, he didn't understand, for the tiger guard and the swordsmen of the six places, no matter how lively the martial arts conference in Jiangnan was, it was not as attractive as the delicious food on the table, and the masters of those major sects had the level, but if it really mattered of killing, it would be a little insufficient-after all, they were professionals in killing.

Sisi and the girls who had just been bought were even more afraid of this kind of scene of beating and killing, and they honestly sat at a table next to them and would not come.

Only the third prince, he is the driving force behind this visit to Hangzhou to watch the conference, I don't know how many means he used, so that Fan Xian agreed to himself, where is he willing to miss it, holding a plate of raw fried eel in his hand, holding chopsticks in one hand and putting it in his mouth, while looking at the two people who were competing in martial arts on the Qingping outside the building with great interest, squeezing his eyebrows and making eyes, so excited.

Fan Xian glanced at him, frowned and said softly, "Your Highness, is it so delicious?"

The third prince was a little annoyed, he delayed his own play, gave him a blank look, and said, "This is not allowed in the palace." ”

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment and immediately remembered, there are rules for food and drink in the palace, and things like yellow eel, which are rare in the north, cannot be supplied all year round, and have an ugly appearance, are difficult to enter the eyes of the imperial kitchen. He laughed self-deprecatingly, followed the third child's gaze downstairs, and subconsciously opened his mouth to explain to the child.

"The person who made the sword is a descendant of Longhu Mountain in the south of the Yangtze River, looking at this appearance, at least he is also a master of the seventh grade, but unfortunately the wrist strength is a little insufficient, his master heard that he was a scholar back then, this basic skill was not done well, and the bad habits were passed on to future generations. ”

"The person who fought against him is more famous, surnamed Lu Mingsisi, don't look at me, it's a woman. She is the apprentice of Yun Zhilan in Dongyi City, and she is considered to be the female apprentice grandson of Sigu Sword, she is a famous family, and she is naturally extraordinary. ”

"Teacher...... Yun Zhilan?" The third prince stopped at the edge of his mouth with chopsticks and eel, even a child of him had heard of this name, Yun Zhilan was the first disciple of Dongyi Sigu Sword, he had already advanced to the ninth grade, and he was actually a generation of swordsmanship masters in the world.

"I heard that he also came to Jiangnan, in addition to cheering up his favorite female apprentice. Fan Xian thought for a while and said, "I think it has something to do with the Ming family." ”

The relationship between Dongyi City and the eldest princess has always been good, but the relationship with Fan Xian has always been bad, although there is not much direct contact between the two sides, but the indirect confrontation has not known how many times, but the only confrontation has made him and the other party have a very difficult grudge.

He killed two of Yun Zhilan's female apprentices on Niulan Street.

Fortunately, Fei Jie had a big face, and went to Dongyi City in person to sell all the face he gave to Sigu Sword to treat his illness back then, in exchange for Dongyi's promise not to come to Fan Xian for trouble, otherwise with Dongyi people's bloody and impulsive grudges, where could Fan Xian have lived so comfortably in the past two years.

You must know that the monster of the Sigu Sword is a madman who dares to assassinate Emperor Lian Qingguo.

There are not many people on the bluestone flat, there is a big bamboo shed on the side of the lake, there are several respected seniors sitting in the shed, and there is an official of Jiangnan Road sitting in the middle, Xia Qifei of Jiangnan Water Village, sitting on the most remote edge, he is young, and his seniority in the Jiangnan martial arts is also insufficient. Sitting on the rostrum today, there was also an inconspicuous official from the four places of the Supervision Yuan, but only Fan Xian recognized his identity.

Jiangnan martial arts event has been opened for half a rì, the people of the martial arts competition on the bluestone flat have changed a few times, fists and swords, so lively, fortunately in a few fights, and did not make a fuss, under the gaze of the court officials, the people in the rivers and lakes will always be a little jealous, in short, in the end, this martial arts conference has become a successful victory and unity of the conference, some of the people in the rivers and lakes have gained fame, some have obtained a rare opportunity to show their faces, and some have gained some flashy martial arts experience.

Fan Xian looked at this scene coldly, and easily remembered the novel in his previous life -- the rivers and lakes are a corner of the country? The so-called rivers and lakes on the bluestone flat in front of him are not even a corner, they are just a lace of the country.

But there was also a hint of worry on his face, and after looking at it for a while, he found that although these masters of the rivers and lakes did not show the ability to press the bottom of the box, nor did they fight with their lives, but there were indeed some real strong people, just take the swordsman of Longhu Mountain in the last battle, in front of Dongyi City, he did not fall behind at all, and it is estimated that in the end, it was in the name of Sigu Sword, so he took half a step back.

The real masters have not come forward, and the ones who have come forward are already good, and behind these people without exception have the shadow of a wealthy family or the government, if some people have a heart to concentrate these forces, Fan Xian will also feel a little headache - no wonder the imperial court has been quite strict with this area, it seems that His Majesty also knows that for the civil force, it is necessary to maintain a consistent deterrent force, and at the same time use the light of the court to absorb the other party.

Fan Xian knew that he was still big after all, Xia Qifei was right, there were really heroes in the recklessness, but under the strong force and high pressure of Emperor Qingguo in the past twenty years, there was no chance to show it.

"Where is Yun Zhilan?" the third prince curiously searched in the crowd downstairs, not noticing Fan Xian's slight distraction.

Fan Xian shook his head and said: "His identity is different, of course he is impatient to sit with those old men and court officials in the grass hut, who knows where he is hiding at this time." ”

It is said that in the palace the year before last, Fan Xian was still stabbed a few times by Yun Zhilan's sword-like gaze, but he was thick-skinned and dark-hearted, and he knew that the other party could not do anything to him, so he was willing to accept it.

At this time, his eyes wandered around downstairs, but he didn't find any trace of the swordsman, and he was slightly worried, not worried about himself, but worried about whether the shadow assassin would do it on his own without his permission.

Chen Pingping once said that the grudge between the shadow and the Sigu sword, the kind of hatred that goes deep into the bone marrow, cannot be suppressed with official duties, especially this time Yun Zhilan went to Jiangnan in disguise, did not take the official route, the shadow wants to kill him, this is the best opportunity.

But now there are many masters on the shore of the West Lake, and there are many officials and elders, if a nine-product war breaks out in front of everyone's eyes, everyone's eyes will be blessed, but the impact will inevitably be too bad.

Fan Xian thought about it on the side of the fence, constantly thinking in his heart, Yun Zhilan obviously didn't come to Hangzhou because of this break, of course, it was because of himself, Xinyang was shipping goods in the direction of Dongyi City, and the sword had to keep the Ming family no matter what, and if he wanted to move the Ming family, he was afraid that he would have to find out the swordsman hidden in the shadows first.

At this moment, the official in the bamboo shed downstairs stood up, walked to the stone floor and bowed, and said gently: "Today, seeing all the heroes performing martial arts, the official can't help but sigh in his heart, my Daqing Dynasty is really an outstanding person, and there are many heroes among the people. ”

The official laughed and said: "I'm not afraid of the jokes of the heroes, this official is a scholar who has no power to bind the chicken, watching the martial arts in the ping, in vain with envy, I can't worship you to learn a few tricks, and in the future, it will be good to kill thieves on the horse and earn some face for Your Majesty." ”

The people in the rivers and lakes on the ping laughed when they heard this, thinking that this official was also polite and a little funny. Originally, there were more eagles and dogs from the imperial court staring at the affairs of the rivers and lakes for no reason, and these people on the ping were a little angry in their hearts, but as soon as they heard this official say, some people thought that this was indeed the case, and if they learned martial arts well, they would eventually sell them to the emperor's family...... Although chic on the rivers and lakes, but it is also very easy to fall, it is not as good as serving the army can also gain fame and fortune, the emperor has always been deep in martial arts, and he has been peaceful for many years, and the future battles are always fought, and military merits are always earned.

But this kind of thinking, after all, is still a minority, most of the people who stand outside the ping, and the rivers and lakes who are free and easy to do nothing naturally sneer at the officials of this imperial court, and some people said in a strange manner: "It is true that there are many heroes among the people, but not all of them are the heroes of our Daqing Dynasty, and there were not a few swordsmen from Dongyi City before? Could it be that the adults also persuaded them to enlist in the army as generals, and then fight back to Dongyi City?"

Fan Xian listened upstairs, and he admired the Jiangnan Road official's well-behaved speech, and when he heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and scolded softly: "A good mouth." ”

The third prince said hatefully: "It's all a mess, the teacher is right, it's really not interesting, and it shouldn't be seen at all." ”

But I only heard the official on Qingshiping say unhurriedly: "The way of civil and military affairs, there is no border, I also participated in the imperial examination in Daqi when the scribes of the dynasty went to rì, and now I am also out of the court to pay respects." As everyone knows, Mr. Sigu Jian of Dongyi City is a generation of grandmasters, and his disciples are naturally extraordinary, these people came to participate in the event, which is also a blessing for my Daqing Dynasty, if you are willing to serve my Daqing court, the court will naturally not refuse. ”

He laughed at himself, coughed twice, and said, "Of course, I have been friends with Dongyi City for generations, and what the gentleman said before is impossible to happen. ”

The yīn sour Jianghu man laughed when he heard this: "There are a lot of small countries in the world, but if we really want to fight, only Northern Qi and Dongyi can be our opponents, and the adults say that the fight against Dongyi will not happen, so it is necessary to fight Northern Qi?"

Everyone was in an uproar, and some of the old people couldn't help but stare at the man, thinking that not fighting with the official is a clear statement, why do you have to say it hard? Everyone looked at the person who spoke sourly, but they felt that he was a little naïve, not like a famous person who was mixed in the Jiangnan martial arts.

Fan Xian, who was listening silently upstairs, also felt a little strange, but he couldn't understand what the strangeness was.

The Jiangnan Road official on the Ping pondered for a while, and suddenly smiled: "This gentleman is reasonable, but except for our prosperous Central Plains, the world is not calm, so he said that the barbarians in the west have recently started to be stupid again, have you ever heard of it?"

He threw out an unconfirmed rumor to quiet the crowd in the field first, and then said with a smile: "The imperial court and the Northern Qi Dynasty only exchanged letters of state last year, the marriage will be completed, and the friendship will be eternal, how can it be as Mr. said to raise the army again?"

The aggressive Jianghu person was silent for a moment, and then he spoke: "As long as the people of Qingguo think like this, that's good, Lord Xie relieved his doubts." With that, he retreated into the crowd behind him.

This sentence revealed his identity, it turned out to be a Qi countryman!

There was a slight commotion in the field, but there was no limit to the martial arts, Dongyi City could send people to participate, and the people of Northern Qi could naturally do it, and no one could say anything.

Fan Xian upstairs frowned, stood up, his eyes flashed, and he searched carefully in the crowd downstairs, but his eyes did not stare at the Northern Qi man who was surrounded by the crowd and whispered, I don't know what he was looking for.

The corner of the floor he was on was relatively remote, with a winter tree covering a little and a bamboo curtain separating him, so the people downstairs didn't notice him, and only regarded him as a general diner.

The official in Pingjian changed slightly, and he didn't seem to expect that the person who asked the question earlier was actually from the Northern Qi Dynasty, and after a pause, he said with a hint of indifference and disdain: "It's true that the Three Kingdoms are friendly, but this gentleman from the north is ...... I didn't see you end up before, and at this time, this official figured out that it turned out that the friends of Northern Qi all liked the way of scriptures, and their confidence in this aspect was indeed poor. ”

As soon as this remark came out, the Qingguo people and the Dongyi people on the Ping laughed loudly, although the Northern Qi and the Southern Qing were generally founded not long ago, but from the Northern Wei Dynasty, the stale and sour atmosphere is too heavy, and the people take the road of suppleness, in comparison, the martial arts are indeed not prosperous, and there is a weak impression in the hearts of the people in the world.

Although there is also a great master of the Northern Qi Dynasty, he is obsessed with the practice of Tianyi and rarely walks in the world, and there is also a male general Uesugi Tiger, but he was put in the extreme northern cold land by the Northern Qi court, and now he is recalled to the Beijing Division, and he is under house arrest and is not reused, so in the hearts of the people of the rivers and lakes, they do look down on the people of the Northern Qi Dynasty.

You must know that Dongyi City is the place where there are the most nine-grade masters in the world, and when it comes to martial arts, there is naturally a natural confidence. And Qingguo is still martial, the famous handsome and fierce generals are like clouds, the two generals of Qin Ye are countless, there are two great masters in the hands of martial arts masters, and there are many strong people in the nine grades, regardless of the general Yan Xiaoyi who pierces the clouds with one arrow, just talk about the recently rising Xiao Fan, that is one of the examples of martial arts geniuses...... In the past two years, I know that there is a begonia girl in the north, but ...... That's a woman, the people in the rivers and lakes are even more patriarchal than ordinary people, and they despise the Northern Qi people more and more.

So as soon as the official said this, both the Qingguo boxer and the Dongyi swordsman laughed loudly.

The Northern Qi man's face turned dark, revealing a trace of resentment.

Fan Xian upstairs showed a rather elusive and strange smile on his face, and he liked very much that the Jiangnan Road official did not suppress his anger, and his eyes narrowed slightly and looked quickly downstairs, as if he was looking for something.

Then he patted the railing gently, and his hand grasped the edge of the Aoki railing, with some force, and it seemed that there was more excitement in his heart.

The third prince looked at him puzzled.

Fan Xian's eyes were on the big tree on the side of the road in the distance of Qingshiping, and there was an ordinary woman under the tree, who was selling flowers with a basket of flowers, and in the cold season, she didn't know where the flowers in her basket were stolen.

The woman had been facing away from this side, and she had a flower cloth scarf tied around her head, so she couldn't see her face, and just when the official in the Qingshi Ping opened her mouth to humiliate Northern Qi, she turned around and glanced at it lightly.

It was this turn that her face fell into Fan Xian's eyes, who is it not Begonia?

――――――――――――――――――――――― Haitang has arrived in Jiangnan, Fan Xian's brain began to spin rapidly, that girl should have known that she was the illegitimate son of Emperor Qingguo, why did she still go down to Jiangnan to find herself according to what she said? Could it be that in this case, she still dared to hand over Tianyi's mental method to herself and complete the Northern Qi Dynasty's plan to raise tigers?

It's just that at this moment, there are too many things that Fan Xian needs to make a decision between lightning and flint, so he took a deep breath, calmed down his mind, and continued to search for Yun Zhilan's figure downstairs.

This is a sudden opportunity, it takes great courage to make a hands-on decision, although Fan Xian is calm, he can't help but be a little nervous, I don't know if the shadow can grasp this opportunity, at this time he is very sorry that the shadow's xìng love is too perverse, otherwise if he lets the people from the six places cooperate with him, today's temporary construction of a game, maybe the hope of success will be greater.

The woman selling flowers under the big tree over there had already walked over to Qingshiping, and a faint fresh breath spread from her body, and immediately the masters of the rivers and lakes noticed something strange in the scene.

Everyone subconsciously avoided a road for the flower girl, and it seemed that they didn't dare to stand in front of her, but after the flower girl with an ordinary face walked over, the heroes felt a little strange, why did they make way for her?

But in a moment, Haitang had already walked up to the big square Qingping with a calm face, and naturally stood opposite the official, and said softly: "This adult, the little woman is from the Northern Qi Dynasty, rude and ignorant of scriptures, but she still has some confidence in things like fighting. ”

The Jiangnan Road official squinted slightly, looking at the woman in front of him, who was not amazing, but he didn't say anything for a long time, as if he was shocked by her.

At this time, the cold wind on the West Lake blew, and it didn't blow the thick cotton jacket on Begonia's body, but it made the messy hair of her sideburns flutter in front of her face, which looked a little funny. Today's Hangzhou City did not have a fairy, but there was one more village girl who stood on the table because of the humiliation of her hometown.

The Northern Qi man who had been indignant but endured before, after seeing her appear, pretended to be hesitant on his face, and after a while, his eyes seemed to light up, and he was overjoyed, and walked out of the crowd and bowed down under the Qingshi Ping: "Begonia girl, why are you here?"

The people in the rivers and lakes surrounding the upstairs and outside were all shocked, and when they looked at the ordinary woman on the ping, their eyes began to become jǐng and fearful.

Begonias?

The closed disciple of the Bitter Lotus Grandmaster, the Jiupin powerhouse who has no rival in the sword test in the north, the legendary Heavenly Veiner, and it is impossible for a great grandmaster to emerge from the sky on the edge of the West Lake, who can be her opponent?

―――――――――――――――――――――― when Begonia was posing and stealing the limelight, Fan Xian unfortunately didn't have the extra jīng strength to look at her, from the beginning, he didn't look at her, just frowned slightly, and checked the movements of everyone downstairs very carefully, and after a while, he finally noticed a place.

On the edge of the lake, under the embankment, in a small boat, a fisherman wears a hat and holds a fishing rod in his hand.

Fan Xian caressed the green fence with both palms, looked at the fisherman without blinking, and found that when the begonia appeared, the fishing rod in the fisherman's hand hung down slightly.

There are no fish on the fishing line, but the fisherman values the cultivation of begonias and wants to hide them deeper, and makes a knee-jerk psychological reaction.

This small change fell in Fan Xian's eyes, and he reached out to take the blue and white porcelain plate in the hands of the third prince.

The third prince said differently: "I haven't ...... yet"

Before he finished speaking, Fan Xian had already thrown the blue and white porcelain plate downstairs!

............ I only heard a crisp sound, the porcelain plate was broken into countless pieces, and the tinkling did not stop, at this time, the appearance of begonias outside the building was quiet, so the sound was particularly obvious.

Some people looked upstairs, thinking that it was a guy who had never seen the world, and when they heard the name of the Holy Maiden of Northern Qi, they were so frightened that they threw the plate downstairs, but these people didn't see Fan Xian's appearance because of the partition between the big tree and the bamboo curtain.

Some people are still nervously watching the field, not knowing what Begonia will do next.

Only the fisherman on the lake and Fan Xian upstairs did not have the slightest line of sight, and the fisherman also obviously heard that the plate was thrown hard instead of falling, so he was slightly surprised, so he glanced sideways.

With just one glance, he couldn't take it back, because Fan Xian's gaze was looking back coldly, staring at him.

Yun Zhilan, who was disguised as a fisherman, looked at the young man upstairs with a quiet face, and his heart seemed to have a fire burning, Fan Xian!

Yun Zhilan slowly retracted his fishing rod, but his gaze was still like two dazzling famous swords, shè upstairs.

Separated by a distance of dozens of zhang, the two people upstairs and in the boat seemed to have forgotten everyone inside and outside the building, forgetting that the begonias were flying at this time, but just looking at each other.

For a long time, the eyes of the two never separated. There is no temptation in his eyes, only the naked coldness, because of the grudge between the two of them, Jiang Nanming's family affairs, it is absolutely impossible to sympathize with each other.

............ Yun Zhilan's fishing rod received half of it.

It was very strange, a dagger's dull sharp blade appeared on the edge of the fishing line next to the boat, and seemed to be silently lifting upwards with his action of reeling the line, and finally, the soul-snatching dagger gradually surfaced.

At this time, Yun Zhilan's mind was mostly on Fan Xian in the building, and half on the begonia in the ping, although he was the first disciple of the Sigu Sword, but he also knew that a begonia, a Fan Xian, are the most unfathomable characters in the younger generation, and the legend in the world that these two people are extraordinarily deed, at this time, they suddenly appeared in Hangzhou City at the same time, appeared next to this small boat, what did they want to do?

A black mang's treacherous lore flashed!

The fisherman on the boat snorted, and with a terrifying blood arrow on his body, he shot up into the sky!

The Wu Peng on the boat was as if it was being pulled by countless forces at the same time, and it shattered into countless pieces in an instant, and it burst out. As soon as the water bloomed, a figure dressed in black broke out of the water from the West Lake, and stabbed in the ethereal escape direction of the clouds in the air!

After two sounds, there was no one on the lakeside. Only the fragments of the lake were left full of black pengs, and as the water waves went up and down, among the fragments, a hat common in the south of the Yangtze River floated uncertainly, as if it was a protest to Fan Xian in the building.