Chapter Fifty-Seven: Interception and Killing on the Road

Not to mention that the people who can be sent to assassinate the current regent are all masters of one by one, just the fact that Fang Qiuyan sent the killer's head to him after killing someone was enough to slap his teacher Tianming in the face.

This can no longer be described as provocative, it is completely contemptuous and disdainful of him.

Shi Tianming was so angry by this operation that he stomped his feet, not only did he decide to find a copy of Fang Qiuyan tomorrow morning, but also immediately ordered to send additional people to keep an eye on Wen Tiantian, as long as the little girl was alone, he would immediately attack and capture her alive!

Can't move Fang Qiuyan and Princess Lao Ping, can't you move that fledgling chick?

Since Fang Qiuyan came back, they have been fighting for no less than three or four rounds openly and secretly, Shi Tianming has lost every time, and this time it is even more useless. If it was planted in the hands of an old fox like Beiguan Cheng, who had been in a deep city and had been dormant for decades, he would definitely not be irritable like this. However, Fang Qiuyan is just a hairy boy in his early twenties, and after a few victories, he came back to show off his strength and pull himself into a high position, why?

When did it take the regent's turn to sit in a wild boy? It is not in line with the laws of the dynasty, and there has never been a precedent before.

Thinking of this, Shi Tianming, who was extremely angry, immediately walked towards the study angrily after giving the order, he would present this recital in front of hundreds of civil and military officials tomorrow, and let Fang Qiuyan answer the questions in public. It is reasonable to put it on it, and I believe that as long as he raises objections, several officials who are good friends with him will stand up to impeach Fang Qiuyan, and then there will inevitably be a wave of opposition to the regent in the court.

As long as he can grasp this opportunity, no matter what the result is, at least he can pull Fang Qiuyan down from the position of regent, and he is worried that he will not have a chance to replace him in the future?

Shi Tianming planned all night, and Fang Qiuyan, who had already returned to the house, was also ready to go back to the room to rest after coaxing Wen Tiantian to sleep.

In the courtyard he walked alone in the moonlight, and there was silence all around him in the windless night. The silver-white robe was plated with a faint soft light, and the regent, who had a cold aura on weekdays, seemed to have returned to the jade-like autumn prince at this time, and the whole person exuded a warm and quiet atmosphere.

"What people!"

Qiu Yan's eyes froze, and his sharp gaze suddenly turned behind him, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

A young man in a pale blue robe stood on the roof in the moonlight, and beneath the tiles he was in was Wen Tiantian's bedroom.

The young man saw him as well, and their eyes met in the air, neither of them making the first move.

Fang Qiuyan didn't dare to be careless, he could feel that under the calm and waveless surface of the other party, there was an immeasurable power as an immeasurable deep pool, and it was impossible to take the lead if he made a rash move.

The man in blue didn't seem interested in him, just stood quietly on the roof and stared at him for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, turned and disappeared into the night.

Inexplicably, Fang Qiuyan felt as if the other party was looking at him at the moment of leaving and sighed, with an indescribable loneliness in his expression.

Why are you lonely? Isn't he a killer sent by Shi Tianming or Beiguancheng?

After thinking about it, he pondered all the forces in the capital, but Fang Qiuyan still had no clue. If such a worldly master came to the capital, he shouldn't know it. But until now, he has not received information from Su Zihe, who is this person?

The position where the man was standing just now was Wen Tiantian's roof, Qiu Yan paced two steps in the courtyard and was still not at ease, afraid that the man would take advantage of his absence to take Wen Tiantian away, so he returned to her room lightly.

"Qiu Yan, why are you back again?"

Wen Tiantian rubbed his eyes, worried that he was too tired to sleep, and thought about whether to get up and help him cook some soothing soup to drink.

Qiu Yan took two quick steps to press her back to the bed and cover the quilt, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, I can't sleep, so I want to come over and look at you." Sleep, I'll go back when I'm tired for a while, and I don't need you to accompany me. ”

Unwilling to lie back on the pillow, Wen Tiantian pulled him to sit on the edge of the bed with his head on his lap, and asked softly, "Do you have something on your mind?" If it's inconvenient to tell others, it's okay to tell me. ”

Qiu Yan stroked her long hair, the woman's faint body fragrance spread in the air, and her impetuous heart gradually calmed down.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm at ease when I'm around you. Tiantian, how about I go and put everything off tomorrow morning and go shopping with you? ”

"So suddenly? Wouldn't you just have found out in your conscience that you have left me out and want to go shopping with me and have a meal to make up for it? ”

It's not that she doesn't know that he is busy, what is there to feel guilty about?

"Qiu Yan, I'm not the kind of girl who loves clinginess, I can eat and sleep when you're not at home, even if you're busy, remember to go home and see me every day!"

"You girl!" Qiu Yan couldn't cry and poked her head with her finger, "I know you're not clingy, it's me who is clingy, I can't see you for a day, I'm always afraid that something will happen to you." You're really my little ancestor! ”

"Don't don't, don't be so polite, how dare I be your ancestor!" Wen Tiantian playfully stuck out her tongue, Qiu Yan's advantage is really easy to take advantage of!

"Okay, my ancestor go to sleep, if you don't sleep again, the sky will be bright."

hugged the little girl's body without distractions, and Qiu Yan sat like this for a night. He wondered if it would not light up too quickly, or if time would stop there, so that they could stay together forever.

And on the day Wen Tiantian was assassinated, Ye Shiyuan, who was far away on the southeast road, was also attacked.

"That bastard sent you again, didn't he? How many times have you killed the young master and still don't give up, and when the master goes back to the capital, he will kill the old immortal in your family! ”

Ye Shiyuan reined in his horse with his left hand, shot a folding fan with his right hand, and the two black-clothed men who caught up fell to the ground in response, bleeding profusely.

However, what made his scalp tingle was that the other party seemed to have given a death order to kill him this time. One or two masters were not enough to deal with, so more than fifty killers were dispatched, no matter how powerful his kung fu was, he was invincible with two fists and four hands, and he was bound to kill him completely!

"A swarm of flies, it's annoying!"

Holding the folding fan with one hand, Ye Shiyuan scolded while beating the horse and galloping at high speed. He doesn't believe it, can't he run away if he can't beat it with his own ability? gritted his teeth and fled desperately, but the dozens of killers behind did not fall behind, and the two sides always maintained a distance not far away.

Running and running, a fork in the road suddenly appeared in front of him, and Ye Shiyuan rushed over without having time to think about it. As a result, the road seemed to be getting more and more wrong, and the surrounding terrain gradually became empty, not quite like a road to the official road.

Oops!

Ye Shiyuan's eyes suddenly froze, and he instantly grabbed the reins, and the galloping horse didn't have time to react and rushed forward for more than ten meters before it could stop.

With a cliff in front and a chasing soldier behind, Ye Shiyuan suddenly fell into a dilemma. The only way to survive is an iron chain hanging from the cliff, which leads to the opposite cliff, which seems to be passable, but in fact the strength of the chain remains to be considered. In case the chain breaks halfway through, he will kill himself without the man in black surrounding him.

Su Zihe, Su Zihe, Lao Tzu was really miserable by you!

Looking at the unreachable opposite cliff, Ye Shiyuan muttered a few words of scolding, and made up his mind in a blink of an eye.

Kill!

That old bastard didn't give Lao Tzu a way to live, so Lao Tzu asked his people to die as many as they could, until they were killed!

Le Ma turned around, Ye Shiyuan opened the folding fan with a snap, ready to enter the opponent's camp at any time. The horse under the crotch was also irritated by the increasingly murderous aura around it, and its restlessness was shown by its constant stride.

Dozens of killers had chased him to the edge of the cliff almost the moment he turned around, surrounding Ye Shiyuan layer by layer.

As killers, they are just tools to kill people, and they won't talk to Ye Shiyuan at all, as long as they can complete the task. Everyone rushed up, quite a posture of chopping Ye Shiyuan into meat puree.

Ye Shiyuan grabbed the saddle and soared into the air, jumping into the man in black in an instant. His body technique is extremely exquisite, and he dodges countless sword lights like a cloud. When the long knife on the left slashed over, the folding fan in Ye Shiyuan's hand instantly came out of his hand and hit the opponent's wrist hard, he flashed over to catch the handle of the knife with joy in his heart, and turned his hand to take the folding fan back and pin it to his waist.

The suave Mr. Ye is famous for using a golden jade folding fan as a weapon, but except for Fang Qiuyan and Su Zihe and other close friends, few people know that he is actually best at swords. Switching to a folding fan to walk the rivers and lakes is completely to maintain his image of Yushu facing the wind, and his own ability to control weapons also allows him to solve most troubles with only a fan, and there is no need to carry a sword with him.

An inch long and an inch strong, Ye Shiyuan, who started with the long knife, seemed to have completely released his skills, and the sound of clanging blades was endless, and from time to time, people in black were kicked out of the war. Ye Shiyuan fought vigorously, his eyes were shining, and the situation was as if a wolf had broken into the flock of sheep, beating the swarming enemies to pieces.

Two pretty figures sat on the big rock on the opposite cliff and watched the lively scene from afar, Huang Xiaozhi held her chin boredly and said, "Sister Zuoqiu, this kid is so powerful!" One person can beat forty or fifty masters of the other party and still be able to raise and fall like a pig, it is really unseemly. ”

She also said before that this Ye Shiyuan looked young and handsome, and he was clearly a white-faced scholar, how could Fang Qiuyan send such a useless guy to the southeast alone for disaster relief? But the man in front of him who was frantically brandishing a long knife and slashing the enemy to the point where he still looked a little weak, he was completely a killing god!

"Fang Qiuyan's eyes are very vicious whether he looks at people or uses people, how can he be selected to be a brother without two brushes?" Zuo Qiu Yue said lightly, "Lord Si Mo asked us to go to the southeast to solve the evil sorcerer who launched the locust plague, and also revealed that this kid has some ability, which means that we will join forces with him." Ye Shiyuan is Fang Qiuyan's person, he can be responsible for things on the surface, and with his help, our actions will be much more secretive. ”

"So, this time we happened to meet him and was hunted down, which is a good opportunity for us to meet him."

Huang Xiaozhi nodded silently and stretched out her hand to the opposite side: "But Sister Zuoqiu, if we don't make a move, that kid seems to have killed people." ”

Zuo Qiu Yue was shocked in his heart, and immediately condensed his gaze to look at the past, and immediately picked up the little girl and walked along the chain to the opposite side. Ye Shiyuan's martial arts skills are very high, and the knife is accurate and ruthless, if they don't show up again, they won't have a chance to "save people"!

When the two were talking, the more than fifty people around Ye Shiyuan were only about twenty at this time, and Ye Shiyuan himself was only stabbed in the left shoulder, and half of his clothes were stained red with blood, and the whole person was still dealing with the continuous attacks of the other party without diminishing his combat strength.

Suddenly, a bright green cold light shot from the direction of the cliff, Ye Shiyuan quickly turned over and dodged, and the hidden weapon directly overturned the three black-clothed people and smashed them on the big stone on the side, seriously injured.

And the masters?

Ye Shiyuan frowned, he had almost reached the limit of killing fifty people in a row, if two more top masters came at this time, I am afraid that his life would really have to be explained in this barren mountain and wilderness. At the moment of distraction, two sword lights fell from the side, Ye Shiyuan gritted his teeth and reversed his wrist, and the blade collided with the opponent's offensive with a strong internal force.

With a bang, Ye Shiyuan, who had been running for many days and resisting the siege of dozens of people, finally reached the moment when his physical strength was about to be exhausted, and he was shocked by the opponent's strength and took four or five steps back before stopping.

The long knife was inserted into the ground, and Ye Shiyuan spurted out a mouthful of blood to barely support his body.

"Mr. Ye's martial arts are outstanding, it's really not easy to survive until now!"

Following the prestige, I don't know when the fog has gradually risen in the mountains, and two figures, one yellow and one green, slowly walked from the iron chain.