By the afternoon, the sun was showing signs of setting.

Because of the rise, Lu Shangxin said to Bu Fanchen that he would give him a sword grinding stone, so that he could raise his own sword at home. Of course, that was drunken talk, and his original plan was to let Fan Chen go to the family to get his Pingshen Sword experience.

As for the sword grinding stone he said, which is what swordsmen often call the sword inkstone, it is one of his few treasures, and he himself only has two pieces, and he is not going to send it out in the plan, but he didn't expect to chat with Bu Fanchen so smoothly, and obtained a lot of valuable information, and sent it out on a whim, as for the later after the wine wakes up, will he regret it Who knows?

Who is Bu Fanchen? After being nurtured by the treasure hijab all the year round, can he let go of such an opportunity?

While he was drunk, he promised to come down at that time, and also instructed the curtain to get it in the afternoon. In terms of face, he didn't need his father to teach him at all. However, because of the excessive rice wine, he fell asleep on the lawn beside the road before he could leave the palace gate.

The moment he lay down, a trace of clarity flashed in his head, which was also drunk, but after a while, he gave up his intention to shatter the alcohol. Just like Bu Yanghui guessed, his arrival today was unintentional, not to mention that today's harvest is not a lot, and it is not worth the risk, so hurry back home and explain the situation to his father, and it is the right thing to make plans early.

He was naturally in a dizzy state when he didn't dissipate the drunkenness, and when he saw that Mu Ji called a few guys to send him into the sedan chair, he then left with Bu Fanchen on his back.

I thought to myself, when the group of assassins saw that Bu Fanchen didn't have a companion, they wouldn't make a move, so today's matter was almost over, so they could rest assured and didn't have to have more accidents. So I didn't pay attention to the fact that Makuhime came again later, after all, the sword inkstone in his mouth after drinking must be the Yanlong inkstone that the southern country produces no more than the number of hands.

How could Makuhime give up this kind of opportunity, after all, his young master is a real swordsman, although there is a way to get a piece of Yanlong Yan Yan with the strength of the Prince's Mansion, but wouldn't it be better for the young master to earn it by himself, and besides, that Yanlong Yan Yan is not a royal thing, and it is not something that can be obtained with money.

Sure enough, as Shang Xin expected, the assassin on the Sixth Prince's Bu Jinyun Mansion had already turned into a homeless person on Chang'an Street and waited for a long time. Seeing the sedan chair in Prince Jin's mansion, after secretly observing, he did not find Bu Fanchen, only saw Lu Shangxin, and finally did not choose to make a move.

Before this, the assassin himself didn't know what kind of force he belonged to, but on the surface he was enshrined in the Six Princes' Mansion, and it stands to reason that the Six Princes and the Three Princes Bu Yang Hui, who were not too outstanding, had always been in the same spirit, so his boss was most likely the Three Princes' people, and he was just a pawn planted in the Six Princes' just a precautionary case.

Of course, this possibility is very rare, after all, although the talent of the six princes is not weak, it is not enough to make the three princes vigilant.

It wasn't until today that he was sent to snipe and kill Lu Shangxin and Bu Fanchen that he realized that he had roughly guessed the real boss, after all, fools knew the relationship between the six princes and the three princes. Although the six princes are just pawns at the mercy of others, the three princes are not. And the order he received was a nirvana order, so the order should not come from the eldest prince's family, so only the thirteenth master was left.

The assassin was somewhat self-deprecating in his heart, the dignified cultivation of the fifth order of the martial arts sect, but when he was dying, he didn't even know that he was the dog of that family, how sad, the sixth prince treated him well, but he still had to pit him in turn, although there was no guilt, but he still felt a little pity.

Fortunately, he doesn't have to make a move at the moment, so it is worthy of the training of the previous years, and then he has to plan how to run away, after all, as an undercover agent, he knows that his real master will not care about him. And the Sixth Prince, sooner or later, will detect his intention to go out today, no matter where he is, traitors will not be tolerated.

In the palace of the three princes, Bu Yanghui's study, at this moment, Bu Yanghui is copying the "Book of Filial Piety", and the spirit of the whole person is very good. There was a fluctuation of Yuan Force in the room, knowing that it was Uncle Wen who came back, Bu Yanghui put the pen in the inkstone, and said with a slight smile: "Uncle Wen, how is the situation over there?"

The person named Uncle Wen was still in a black robe, covering his entire face, and I saw him say slowly: "The eldest prince's family is really interesting, it is called the guest Qing of the Sixth Prince's Mansion, called Wen Yang, and his combat power is at the fifth order of the Martial Sect." ”

The boss is really willing to spend money, and he is willing to call the chess pieces hidden in the sixth family's house when he performs the play, when is it prudent to say that the two of them are like this? It seems that you and I guessed a little wrong yesterday. Bu Yanghui picked up the scripture of filial piety that he had just copied and said in a condensed voice.

The man in black snorted lightly and said with a smile: "But the assassin didn't make a move, and now he is probably ready to run away." ”

Bu Yanghui didn't seem surprised, and said: "That Bu Fanchen didn't come out with my nephew, I don't know if the eldest brother will be disappointed," raised his head and glanced at Uncle Wen, leaking a sly smile, Bu Yanghui said again: "Then our unexpected plan has begun." ”

The man in black shook his head with a smile.

Seeing Uncle Wen shaking his head, Bu Yanghui was a little stunned, looking at Uncle Wen, waiting for his answer, thinking that it shouldn't be. Their original plan was to lure the maid out of the way, no matter whether they could get out of the dust, as for the Qu Fu of the Prince's Mansion, no one dared to play with fire until the last resort, the so-called royal level did not participate in the battle for imperial power, it meant that no one took the initiative to provoke them, if someone made a mistake, you try?

At some point, the emperor-level powerhouse will naturally still not participate in the imperial power, because at that time you are no longer qualified to participate in the imperial power. Joke, that's a terrifying powerhouse at the level of a martial emperor, can you afford to provoke?

The man in black smiled and said slowly, "We don't need to be ourselves, the maid is also in the team." ”

A glimmer of light flashed in Bu Yanghui's eyes, and he looked at the man in black with a smile, and said confidently: "Presumably Uncle Wen has already arranged a more interesting plan." ”

There was also a glimmer of light in the eyes of the man in black, and he replied lightly: "In addition to the assassin who begged for death, Wen Yang, who originally gave up, has become a second wave of assassins again, and my request is to seriously injure Bu Shangxin, within the scope of treatment, and that Wen Yang cannot die after that, and must successfully escape, so that the eldest prince can have evidence of "whitewashing". “

When Bu Yanghui heard this, his eyes lit up, and he asked lightly with some doubts: "What about Wenyang?"

The man in black shook his head and replied, "Wen Yang is indeed not our person, but his recently dead superior is indeed our secret chess. ”

At the end of Chang'an Avenue at this moment, you have to go through a relatively unprosperous stage to get to Yuanlu Street, where the Great Prince's Mansion is located.

Because it is located on two streets, there are not many people here.

At this time, Shu Shangxin, who was still recuperating in the sedan chair, suddenly opened his eyes, and then shattered his drunken spirit, and flashed out of the sedan chair in an instant, and a majestic Jin Yuanli overflowed, and the whole person stood in mid-air, his eyes gloomy.

And the Jiaozi he was just now had been wiped out under a blue light, and those sedan chair men were ready to block it with their bodies when they found the green light, whether it was their master or not, they had to defend his safety with death, otherwise the end would go without saying, but their cultivation and reaction were much weaker than Shu Shangxin, so there was no chance, after Shu Shangxin left, he was injured by the afterglow, and the two sedan chair men closest to the assassin were seriously injured on the ground and unconscious.

Not far from him, in the blink of an eye, the maid of Bu Fanchen had already rushed forward, fighting the assassin for several rounds. And that blue light just now was the masterpiece of that wind attribute martial cultivator. It's just that after a sneak attack, he was entangled by the Makuhime, who was also not weak, so that for the time being, there was not much danger.

Bu Shangxin's eyes were unusually solemn, and he told the assassin to find that his expression was abnormal, and he knew that it was a dead soldier.

But what puzzled him was why there were Assassins here. If Bu Fanchen traveled with him, he wouldn't be shocked even if he experienced three waves and more assassins, the problem was that Bu Fanchen wasn't there at all, as for why Makuhime was here, it wasn't difficult for him to figure it out after a little thought?

The current question is who the assassin is, the undercover agent of the six princes sent by his own family is obviously not this person, if he is, he will choose to do it in the downtown area, and his own undercover agent has no possibility of doing it, even if the undercover agent of his own family is also someone else's pawn, there is absolutely no possibility of doing it, is it possible to say that the other party's purpose is to snipe him?

As long as they are not stupid, then those powerful imperial uncles will definitely not do anything at this moment without stepping into the dust.

But if it is aimed at his own situation, he still believes that he still has self-knowledge, and if he really wants to kill the great emperor and grandson at such a moment, it will cause anger, and it will not bring benefits to anyone at all.

Then the only explanation is that the curtain is the target of the other party, but he also went to the prince's mansion today, and through the clues, he barely guessed that Bu Fanchen's feelings for the curtain were more than for ordinary maids. Then there is no reason for others to know about their relationship, who would spend a lot of money on a maid on purpose, it doesn't make sense?

Lu Shangxin thought of the Murong family and the Zhang family in Zhongling County again, but they immediately vetoed it, even if they borrowed their courage, they would not dare to snipe together with the emperor and grandson.

So who is it, who would be so brainless or who has such a terrifying guessing ability, if there is, the only thing he can think of is that the imperial grandfather Bu Zhuang Bi, but the second prince has just returned to Beijing, even if the imperial grandfather wants to open the curtain of the big dispute, there is no reason.

Because he can directly calculate Bu Fanchen, you must know that even if the "Martial Emperor Strong" Bu Youkong will definitely not dare to challenge the imperial power, the power in the hands of the Southern Emperor will definitely far exceed ten high-level emperor-level combat power, and even more if necessary.

While Shang Xin was concentrating, in the middle of the battlefield, the power of thunder in his hand was covered, and Makuhime struck the assassin with a purple thunder palm.

Makuhime spotted the assassin at the first moment of his attack, but in a hurry, he could only weaken the blue light but not completely disperse it. After that, it was found that Shu Shangxin was not injured, and he was still floating in mid-air, and there was no doubt that he was a martial spirit-level strength, and Makuhime didn't think much about it and met the assassin.

Naturally, Makuhime also discovered the strangeness of the assassin, so she didn't plan to fight with him, and she didn't use her own thunder rod to learn when she came up. While struggling with the assassin, he shouted in an anxious tone to the position of Shu Shangxin in the rear, "The slave and maid are dragging this assassin, and I also ask the emperor to leave quickly and find a safe position." ”

Although he didn't know the origin of the assassin, he was not an ordinary person, so he quickly came back to his senses and replied: "Thank you for saving the girl's life, although Shangxin is not talented, he is willing to live and die with the girl." ”

It's not that at this time, how righteous Lu Shangxin is, his words have the meaning of righteousness, but more importantly, he is not stupid, and in this situation, it is obviously the safest to stay with Makuhime, because he is really not sure at the moment whether someone is crazy and really wants to kill him, so where can his martial spirit-level strength go? And with Makuhime at the level of Martial Sect, it is safe at least temporarily.

After taking the medicine, the dead man's combat strength barely reached the sixth order, and most of his consciousness was blurred, and there was still a will in his heart.

There was constantly a voice telling him that the strength of the woman in front of him surpassed him, and it was impossible to kill her, so he didn't want to kill, only to be severely injured. Even if it is said that even if his strength surpasses that of Makuhime, Makuhime will not have to worry about his life today.

In fact, after Makuhime found out that the other party's strength was weaker than her after taking the medicine, she knew that this was not a game against herself, because if she wanted to kill her, she would never send someone weaker than him. Because of the people from her family, she fought with others more than once in the capital, so it was not difficult to investigate her strength. Everyone dared to attack the emperor and grandson, and the forces behind it could think of it with their heels, so she didn't fight hard and killed this person directly.

Although she didn't expect to encounter an ambush when she went out, but now that she has met her, she hopes that something will happen to the emperor's grandson. If something happened to the emperor's grandson, in the short term, someone will indeed point the finger at Bu Fanchen, but this can't stand scrutiny, which means that her son-in-law will not have any practical harm.

So she was delaying, and even deliberately injured by accident, saying that her strength was not enough, leaving a chance for someone with a heart to behead Lu Shangxin, as for whether anyone questioned it later, obviously not, because someone would only be more reluctant to do so than her.

The assassin was like a war machine at the moment, because of his single thought, and he was even more able to seize the warplane. Seeing a trace of flaws flowing from the woman opposite, he didn't think about it as a few cold wind darts shot out, and at the same time, the blue light on his body skyrocketed, and a violent wind leg swept towards Makuhime.

Seeing this, Makuhime knew that the momentum should not be underestimated, so she hurriedly opened a thunder curtain and protected herself.

The chilling wind dart slid a few purple marks on the thunder curtain, like a painting mark drawn by the thunder pen in the sky, dazzling and beautiful.

Immediately after the dart, the wind leg roared at this moment. The heavy force directly knocked Makuhime away, drawing a ravine more than half a meter deep on the stone road, and it took a full five meters for Makuhime to barely stop. The assassin did not stop, and at the moment when Makuhime had just stopped and Yuan Li had not continued, he took out a cyan broadsword, and the blue light flashed under his feet, as if he was stepping on some strange body technique, and his body kept flashing in the air, but in a moment, he slashed out eighteen knives.

Makuhime knew that she couldn't hide it, so she waved the long sword in her hand to resist the shadow of the sword, and took out a few thunder rods, and the purple thunder palm on her left hand did not remove the thunder rod mastery, and shot at the assassin.

Under the light of the knife, the heavy force caused a stream of blood to overflow from the corner of his mouth, and he had obviously suffered a lot of internal injuries. I thought to myself: "This beast is really not a human, no wonder it is a forbidden drug, after taking it, he completely lost his fear, completely inhuman, you must know that the thunder rod just now has all entered the person's body, but the person vomits blood and vomits blood, and the offensive has not weakened at all, compared to the ruthless road of exchanging injuries for injuries, this practice of exchanging death for injuries is even more incomprehensible."

Fortunately, although Makuhime was injured, the wind attribute martial cultivator who received the thunder rod was obviously not any better, and Makuhime had just sensed that the other party's momentum had decreased. I thought, "Good guy, now the old lady will consume you."

But just when Makuhime had this thought, a sudden fear burned in his heart, it turned out that the assassin had regained a trace of consciousness after being injured, and after realizing that he had lost his life, he resolutely chose to blow himself up, and it was inevitable to die, and they had been trained as a dead soldier since they were children.

This made Makuhime gasp, she didn't take this stubble into account from the beginning, you must know that she won't blow herself up, either that won't or really won't, after all, this method of self-explosion is not something ordinary people can know, and even if he knew, few dared to practice, but he forgot that the other party was a dead man.

A true cultivator who was a powerhouse in the third order of the Martial Sect blew himself up, and she Makuhime thought that there was no possibility of resisting, so Makuhime did not hesitate to step back, preparing to leave the core area where the assassin blew himself up.

Strange to say, the assassin who was about to blow himself up suddenly stayed in place for some reason, and it was this moment of hesitation that gave Makuhime enough time to react.

But Makuhime didn't have time to rejoice, and found a wooden stick with great lethality shooting at Yu Shangxin in the distance. And he obviously knew that the stick that shot at him was imitated, and the aura emanating from it made it difficult for him to resist at all.

But he was not a man who was caught in his hands, and in an instant, he emptied the fear in his heart and forcibly sacrificed the strongest sword of the peace god.

The good guy is really not an ordinary person, although most of the people in the direct line of the royal family are slower to get up in the morning and practice slowly, and they are taking the path of being a late bloomer, but their combat power is definitely among the best in the same rank. Just like the sword of the first rank of the martial spirit, it is close to the strength of the fourth order of the ordinary martial spirit.

It's just that compared to the huge gap between the Martial Sect, this bit of combat power is better than nothing, and it can't even hinder the wooden stick for a moment.

Just when the wooden stick was less than a meter away from Shu Shangxin, the drop of sweat between Shu Shangxin's hair finally fell, and at the same time, the clenched right hand was also released, because he saw the curtain Ji who had already flashed in, so he gave up the idea of using the life-saving hole card.

At that moment, many thoughts flashed through Makuhime's mind, but in the end, she decided not to let Shu Shangxin die in front of her eyes.

Although she knew that the royal children would have some means to save their lives, she still felt that until she still had the ability to fight, Lu Shangxin could not face danger alone under her nose.

So she moved, and at the expense of serious injuries, she used the thunder step that had not yet fully learned, and dodged in front of Lu Shangxin, holding the wooden stick.

Then she heard a thud, followed by a blast of Yuan Force wind coming at her, and after blocking the storm again, she felt her eyes go black and she lost consciousness completely. At the same time, a curved short knife pierced Yu Shangxin's chest, forcing him to ignite the yellow talisman equivalent to the peak of the Martial King, and even so, the strength of the dart made him seriously injured and unconscious.

At this time, a figure in the distance moved rapidly, and it was Wen Yang who had hit two consecutive blows at the end.

Under the storm of battle, the wooden houses that were close to the center of the battle were shattered.

That Wen Yang saw that there were runes lit up outside Yu Shangxin's body, and his breath was terrifying, and he knew that he couldn't kill him, so after striking with all his strength, he dodged and left directly.

Although the battle was very fierce, the whole battle process was actually very short, so short that the messenger who went to the Yanei on Chang'an Street had not yet arrived at the location. There are prohibitions everywhere in the capital, so few strong people have been snooping on them with their divine senses, after all, some battles are tacitly approved by the above.

Soon after, Yanai arrived, first cordoned off the scene and the news, and then sent the injured emperor to the nearest hospital.

After all, it was the emperor's grandson who had an accident, who would dare to spread the news indiscriminately? In the past, when this kind of thing happened, it was basically suppressed, after all, the affairs of the Heavenly Family are generally resolved internally, and the internal here refers to the Zongren Mansion.

Those guards were not stupid, and it was not an era of war with other countries, so the reason for this kind of thing could only be the strife of those in high positions. Of course, just as Bu Yanghui expected, the curtain and the few palanquin men of the prince's mansion who were lucky enough to survive were all arrested and put in prison. It's not that the yamen did it on purpose, but in comparison, the identities of those people are more insignificant.

Arresting them is also a matter of business, and the big people behind these people will not make too much trouble for them, of course, in order to prevent the real assassins from not being found, so it is better to lock up these involved people as "scapegoats" first. ”

This kind of thing happens a lot, they don't need to say that they all know how to do it, and Bu Yanghui knows this very well.

In the Chenzhuo Mansion, Bu Yanghui wrote down another piece of his own elegant article, rolled it up gently, and then threw it in the distant furnace, and said to himself: "Oh, I'm going to the Zongren Mansion for a few days, and Uncle Wen is worried about the next thing." ”

Bu Nianlong's mansion, knowing that Bu Fanchen was not in this impact, took a sip of tea gently, and felt more and more that the decision made this time was very correct.

The eldest prince walked and saw his seriously injured son, he didn't frown, but was just thinking about the strangeness of the whole thing, as for Lu Shangxin, as long as he didn't seek death, he wouldn't die when there was no strong man to move.

After all, he was prepared to go out this time, and naturally he had a means to save his life.

What Bu Zhi is thinking about now is who planned this game, and how to let everyone enter his game, as for Lu Shangxin's injury, it is not too serious, he didn't think much about it at all, this is the imperial city, he is the eldest prince, and there is no room for tenderness at this time.