The strange smile flashed and disappeared, but the astonishment kept appearing in the eyes of this great grandmaster, according to reason, the dignified grandmaster, I don't know how many earth-shattering events I have experienced in this life, that is, the East Mountain is overturned, I am afraid that it will not make his eyelids blink, but this consternation is so clear.

Fan Xian had been looking at the eyes of the sword, so he had accurately grasped the inner thoughts of this big man, and while secretly smiling bitterly, he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

The reason why he kept looking at Sigu Jian's eyes was because Sigu Jian had no place to look at his body at this time.

This short old man, sitting in a wheelchair, the left half of his face was shattered, sinking deeply, the left arm was also broken, and the sleeve was empty and swaying in the wind, although the wide linen clothes covered his body, I don't know what the injuries inside were, but it was also extremely thrilling to think about.

This is the first time Fan Xian has seen Sigu Sword in his life, and he has seen this most powerful person in the world, the Sword Saint Lord who has guarded Dongyi City for decades.

In his imagination, this extremely sword-level grandmaster-level figure, if not like an immortal, at least had a sense of detachment, but he didn't expect that the Sigu Sword that appeared in front of him would actually look like this.

It was very miserable and pitiful, only those eyes were full of innate arrogance and unyielding sword intent, so Fan Xian had no choice but to stare at his eyes, for fear of being rude.

At this time, the atmosphere in the room was very delicate, facing the mythical characters, Fan Xian should have been more excited, but he couldn't get excited anyway, maybe because he knew that the other party would die if he was a little more rìzi, maybe because he had lived with Uncle Wuzhu since he was a child, or maybe because his parents were super cows no less than the Great Grandmaster.

The sword boy pushed the wheelchair into the morning light, and the faint light illuminated the terrifying wounds on the faces of the four swordsmen clearly. The sword boy retreated very peacefully, but Si Gu Jian took the lead to break the silence, and after staring at Fan Xian for a long time, he sighed in a hoarse voice: "Admire, admire." ”

This great master has the reputation of an idiot since he was a child, after the completion of the sword, he has never had any thoughts of bending down, piercing the sky and the earth, so he is not arrogant, that is, on the top of Dadong Mountain, he was brutally injured by Emperor Qing and Ye Liuyun, and he is still so stubborn, indulging in crying and laughing, and refusing to bow his head.

He is the strongest person in the world, and it is basically impossible for him to feel admiration for someone, so when he admired Fan Xian, Fan Xian's face couldn't help but turn red, and he was a little embarrassed.

Fan Xian knew what this admiration was talking about, the other party didn't admire Emperor Qing or Ye Liuyun, but he admired himself, naturally because of the voices that came out last night.

"You're welcome, you're welcome. He coughed, hiding his embarrassment, and half-turned.

The morning light fell, enveloping the bodies of both the old and the young inside. Fan Xian naturally and habitually stood beside the wheelchair, slightly frowning and feeling this scene, and a strange feeling surged in his heart.

This poor short and thin wounded man on the chair is the legendary domineering and murderous Sigu Sword?

The sunlight penetrated the eyebrows of the sword, and a white light was emitted brightly, as if the eyebrows had suddenly turned white. Fan Xian stared at that place in a daze, looking at the other party's still intact half of his face, and suddenly found that the age of this great grandmaster was not as old as he thought.

Three years ago, when Fan Xian fled from Dadong Mountain, only Ye Liuyun was on the boat alone, whether it was the bitter lotus or the Sigu Sword, he didn't touch it, of course, if he encountered it at that time, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to escape back to Kyoto later. So he didn't know what was happening on the mountain at that time, and he didn't see the terrible scene of a sword light chilling Duyu Peak, cutting down the tiger guards, and blood all over the mountain path.

But this did not affect his faint fear of the Sigu Sword, because he knew that this great master was really a little crazy, and those who could kill a hundred Tiger Guards could naturally kill themselves easily.

Fan Xian had never met Sigu Jian before, but he was no stranger to this great grandmaster, because since he entered Kyoto, Dongyi City Jianlu has become the Supervision Yuan, the eldest princess and even the Qingguo Imperial Court and even His Majesty, the most favorite horn sè to carry the black cauldron, anyway, this great grandmaster is not out of the Jianlu, and he has to be splashed with dirty water by the shameless people of Qingguo.

Because of the eldest princess, the Supervision Institute led by Fan Xian and the Jianlu of Dongyi City fought to the death in those years, starting from the battle of Niulan Street, each other took each other as enemies, and each came up with their own means, only in the end Fan Xian went down to Jiangnan and used his shadow to make a force, so that Yun Zhilan was driven back.

However, Fan Xian knew very well that this was because Si Gu Jian had always disdained to deal with his relationship, if the other party really wanted to kill him, maybe he would have died many years ago.

And after this, Fan Xian successfully inherited Neiku, and Sigu Jian looked like a mature politician rather than an idiot with super strength at this moment. Si Gu Jian let go of his past grievances and sent his most beloved disciple Wang Shisanlang to express his attitude to Fan Xian.

So Fan Xian was very familiar with the Sigu Sword, or rather, he thought he was very familiar with the Sigu Sword, but when he met today, he found out that the other party was still a stranger to him, an unfathomable and terrible stranger who didn't know how to love.

There seemed to be an invisible pressure in the sword house, which was emanating from the injured person in the wheelchair, making Fan Xian a little difficult to breathe.

"I didn't kill you back then, not because I looked down on you. Si Gu Jian suddenly hissed and sneered: "The reason why I didn't kill you is very simple, but you don't know it yourself." ”

As soon as Si Gu Jian spoke, the sense of oppression that permeated the court was slightly weaker, Fan Xian's heart was relieved, and he hurriedly said, "Please advise." ”

"Your mother's surname is Ye, isn't the reason very clear?" Si Gu Jian's brows furrowed, as if he didn't expect Fan Xian to be so stupid, and scolded with some annoyance.

............ Fan Xian shrugged, he really couldn't understand this reason, but today he went deep into the Sword Mansion, not to catch up with the Sigu Sword, but to talk about the future of Dongyi City and the future of the world.

The characters who are qualified to talk about the world have gradually become fewer, the bitter lotus is dead, Ye Liuyun has really escaped, and many people have died after the incident in Dadong Mountain. In today's sword house, there are the Northern Qi Emperor, Fan Xian, and Sigu Sword, all of whom are qualified to sit and talk about the world.

"I'm sure you've read the plan I asked Thirteen Lang to bring back. ”

Planning book is a very new term, in the fourth year of Qingli, Fan Xian once asked Fan Sizhen to write a planning book, which was used to open a bookstore. Then this year, he wrote a copy of it himself and gave it to Sigu Jian, trying to convince this great grandmaster to accept his own proposal.

"I didn't look at it. Si Gu Jian said indifferently.

As soon as these words came out, Fan Xian's heart was hit hard, I don't know what the other party thinks in his heart, the rules he worked so hard to draw up, I thought that I could at least impress the other party a little, but if the other party didn't even look at it, how could this start?

"Nanqing's mission hasn't arrived yet, why are you in a hurry?" looked at him mockingly.

Fan Xian was silent, and suddenly said: "In my letter last year, I reported to you that I am sure that I can control the Northern Qi Dynasty, and if you trust me, I can also let the dúlìxìng of Dongyi City have the greatest degree of preservation." ”

Si Gu Jian looked at him quietly, his twisted and sunken cheeks lined with those calm eyes, which looked extraordinarily quiet, but there was a chilling madness in the quiet.

"That kid is actually a woman, I really didn't expect it, so I said before that I admired you, but if you say, just by this point, you have to convince me that you have the ability to control the entire situation, it seems that there is still a little worse. Looking around at the sword, he said mockingly: "Your father is not an ordinary person, if you can't satisfy him, how can you bluff the past?"

Emperor Qing's request is naturally to swallow Dongyi City into the territory, and Sigu Jian also knows that after his death, Dongyi City and the surrounding small vassal states can no longer protect themselves, only waiting for the fate of being swallowed, but now that there is a Northern Qi out of the Hengsheng, Dongyi City is a vein, of course, it has to be sold at a price, hoping to save itself as much as possible.

These in themselves are two completely different directions, and it is almost an impossible task for Fan Xian to satisfy Emperor Lao Tzu and to satisfy the sword. As the saying goes, if you follow your brother's love and lose your sister-in-law's will, the girls in the building are left and right, and it is difficult to play to such a state.

Now the key is still to look at the sword, as long as he nods, it is easy to say. Fan Xian thought like this in his heart, so he naturally pushed the wheelchair and began to walk on the loess road around the sword mound, pushing the seriously injured Sigu Sword and began to bask in the sun.

Si Gu Jian closed his eyes, enjoying the sun shining on his body, and suddenly said: "You are quite skilled at pushing wheelchairs backwards, better than those boys, otherwise you will stay and take care of me in the past few months?"

Fan Xian smiled and responded: "It's okay to take care of you for the past few months, it's just that you have to take a look at those things, tens of millions of people in Dongyi City are looking at you, waiting for you, you must have some ideas." ”

"As for pushing wheelchairs, I'm used to pushing them in Kyoto. ”

"Oh, come to think of it, that old black dog's leg has long since been broken. Si Gu Jian suddenly sighed: "In the past twenty years, the biggest mistake I have made is actually to get the wrong goal, I have always regarded your emperor as the biggest goal, but I never thought that if Chen Pingping was killed at the beginning, maybe your emperor would not be arrogant to this kind of Cheng dù right now." ”

There is a very strong confidence hidden in the very plain words, as if a terrifying figure like the president of the Supervision Yuan can be killed if he wants to kill with a sword.

I don't know why, the sea breeze around the sword mound paused slightly, and as the sword intent in the words of the sword was condensed, Fan Xian's heart was stabbed fiercely, and his face became pale, and then he felt the true realm of the great grandmaster.

His hands pressed the back of the wheelchair, forcibly supporting him, and said with great difficulty: "With your cultivation, if you concentrate on killing Dean Chen, he will naturally not be able to live long, but the problem is, if you kill him, Ye Liuyun will naturally come to kill your people in Dongyi City." ”

He breathed hard for a moment and then said slowly: "Even if all the people in your family are dead, you still have apprentices, and Dongyi City still has the City Lord's Mansion...... Lord Sword Saint, as His Majesty said, a monster like the Great Grandmaster should not exist in the world in the first place. Now that you've appeared, you can't just make a move, you're just a dead thing to keep the balance. ”

"Well, that makes sense. Si Gu Jian said with his head down.

Fan Xian continued to smile and said: "Sometimes I feel very fortunate for the people of the world, whether it is Master Kuhe or you, there are always things in your heart, such as Northern Qi, such as Dongyi City, if you are really an idiot who acts according to your preferences, but you have the power of the Great Grandmaster, I am afraid that the whole world will be in chaos." ”

"Of course. He said in an accentuated tone, "If that's the case, I won't try to convince you of anything." ”

After being silent for a long time, Si Gu Jian suddenly spoke: "Last night, you brought me a lot of shock, it turns out that your so-called hole card is on the body of the little emperor, I admit that you have the qualifications to negotiate with me, and I also admit that I do care about the future of Dongyi City...... Perhaps it was a habit, a habit to take with me even if I died, and I was used to protecting the people of this city. ”

He turned his head and said in a hoarse voice, "So as long as you satisfy me, I will also satisfy you." ”

"Nominal submission, garrison, unchanged for fifty years. Fan Xian's heart beat faster, looked at his eyes, and threw out a few words very quickly, these words had already been said to Wang Shisanlang when he was in Qingzhou, and today he just repeated them in front of Si Gu Jian.

"Garrison?" looked at the sword and laughed, the laughter was extremely sharp, and Fan Xian's eyes were in sharp pain, no matter how he used his true qi to protect his body, he couldn't resist it.

His face turned pale, he snorted, and scolded: "You won't kill me, what do you mean by torturing me like this?"

Si Gu Jian couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's just that it's used to laughing twice, what does it have to do with torture?"

............ "The Emperor of Northern Qi is actually a woman, tsk." Si Gu Jian didn't seem to listen to Fan Xian's mention at all, and was still immersed in this fact, as if he was very happy that he finally knew a secret before he died.

Fan Xian finally discovered the strangeness of this great grandmaster's love, and in an instant, he thought that Zhan Doudou was still sleeping in the room at this time, and thought that this great grandmaster could not have listened to the wall last night, and his face became strange.

He subconsciously looked under Si Gu Jian's eyes, whether there were deep dark circles under his eyes, and whether there were corns. At this moment, Si Gu Jian also looked over, looked at the blue circles on Fan Xian's eyes, frowned and said: "Even if it is a female emperor, you only get it once in a few years, you have to take it easy, if you want to die, I just want to promise you, but I can't agree." ”

As soon as these words came out, Fan Xian was embarrassed, but he had a flash of inspiration, and when he heard the last sentence clearly, his lips trembled slightly, and he didn't know how to answer.

The morning light was getting stronger, and the shadow of the wheelchair was reflected in the sword mound, as if it was worn on the countless swords, and it looked pitiful. Fan Xian quietly looked at the shadow there, and suddenly thought of the familiar figure that he had seen behind the second gate when he was chased and killed by Wolf Tao and Yun Zhilan when he entered the Sword Mansion.

At that time, he even thought that the person was coming, but at this time, looking at the shadow in the sword mound, he realized that there was something wrong with his guess, and it was Si Gu Jian himself who appeared behind the second gate at that time, but he didn't expect that the feeling of him sitting in a wheelchair was so similar to Chen Pingping.

As if guessing what he was thinking, Si Gu Jian said coldly: "Under my nose, no one can touch you." ”

However, Fan Xian didn't have the slightest sense of security, quietly looked at the sword around him, quickly analyzed it in his heart, and suddenly said: "No one can, it doesn't mean that no one dare." Yun Zhilan dares to put Thirteen Lang under house arrest, dares to make private deals with Qi people, and dares to hunt me down in front of you......"

He was already shocked in his heart, although Sigu Sword expelled Yun Zhilan and Wolf Tao from Lu lightly, shocking the audience, but with his understanding of the Great Grandmaster realm, Sigu Sword did not need to appear after the Second Gate, and that shot at that time only proved one fact, Sigu Sword's current strength is no longer as good as when it was in its heyday.

"I can't get out of the house right now, because no one dares to push me away. The eyes of the four Gu Jian became a little weird, and once again guessed the thought in Fan Xian's heart, "Your father and Ye Liuyun injured me too badly, I was originally a person who should have died a long time ago, and I was lucky enough to live until now, but I couldn't move, I could only sit in this damn wheelchair, even if I wanted to kill, but I couldn't run...... Well, those who want to be killed by me, as long as they stay away from me, there is nothing I can do. ”

Fan Xian's heart suddenly flashed a trace of gloom, such a great grandmaster, in the end, he actually fell into such a field, and he was unable to come out of the sword house.

"Of course, no one dared to try it. Si Gu Jian closed his eyes and said, "As long as you are by my side, you are still safe." ”

Fan Xian suddenly said, "How many days can you live?"

Si Gu Jian opened his eyes suddenly, as if he was enraged by this bold question, and his gaze pierced Fan Xian's heart like a heavenly sword.

Fan Xian's eyes tingled, and he quickly closed his eyes.

After a long time, he looked around and said, "There are still about a hundred days. ”

Fan Xian opened his eyes, and he didn't dare to look at this uncontrollable grandmaster anymore.

Looking around at the pit under his feet, looking at the sword branches swaying in the wind, listening to the crisp sound of nails, he didn't know what he was thinking. Maybe he was thinking about the countless gorgeous fragments in this life, the countless swords, the countless victories, and thinking of those who died under his own sword, his expression gradually became gloomy.

He had only been defeated once in his life, on the top of Dadong Mountain, but he had been defeated so completely that he now had to have such a humiliating conversation with a junior beside this sword pit.

"I once relied on the sword in my hand to control Dongyi City and the countless small princes and kingdoms around it. Si Gu Jian suddenly said indifferently: "But in the last period of my life, I found that the only thing I could control was this grass house and this pit. ”

Fan Xian bowed his head and bowed deeply, knowing that the other party had finally made up his mind, and said: "This worship, for the people of Qing ** and the people of Dongyi City, thank Lord Sword Saint for his mercy." ”

"Don't thank me. Si Gu Jian suddenly laughed at himself and said, "If it weren't you for Nanqing, I would categorically refuse to agree." ”

Fan Xian smiled, thinking that the little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty came all the way to avoid it, which means that he already has a plan in his heart, why do you still have to say this? The current situation is doomed, if Sigu Jian wants Dongyi City to be spared from the disaster of swords, there is only this way.

Looking at the happy young man beside him, he was also in a strange mood, he must admit that although this kid's strength is relatively poor, his luck is really good, and he can actually solve the biggest problem - the pressure of Northern Qi - in one night. He laughed again in his heart, thinking to himself that this young man still didn't know why his attitude had been with him all the time.

Si Gu Jian really wanted to see what Fan Xian's angry expression looked like when he solved the problem at the last moment, but he ...... He thought a little gloomily, then turned his head, looked at Fan Xian and said, "You have to believe me, if it weren't for you, even if your emperor Lao Tzu personally came to kneel and beg me, I wouldn't agree to your Nanqing's conditions." ”

Fan Xian was puzzled.

Si Gu Jian lowered his head, laughed strangely, and said: "Ye Qingmei's household registration has always been in Dongyi City, speaking of which, you are at least half a Dongyi person, but it seems that you have never known this." ”