Fu Nian stepped into the hall, his eyes swept over the audience, his eyes fell on the main seat, and he said respectfully: "Fu Nian has seen Xinlingjun. ”

In such an era of etiquette, he is not easy to do casually in public.

"Read, please take a seat." Xin Lingjun waved his hand.

"Brother Nian, you can come to my sister's place." Ji Yanran walked over with a smile, pulled Fu Nian's sleeve, and pulled him to Ji Yanran's side.

Fu Nian's eyes swept over everyone one by one, in addition to Xin Lingjun, Ji Yanran, Ren Huai, Zhang Er and others, there were also Yang Gongxi, Xue Yu and others.

Yang Gongxie saw him coming, and glanced back at him.

"Now the Qin people are flourishing, a large-scale attack, the six countries are already in danger, the king will not be on the altar to worship the generals, with me as the general to fight against the tyrannical Qin, but with the power of Wei and one country, it is difficult to resist the power of the tyrannical Qin, I want to repair the book of the six countries for help, and then combine the vertical and horizontal, and combine the power of the martial arts heroes in various places to discuss the plan." Xinling Jun Wei Wuji said loudly, his tone resolute.

"Xinlingjun, I admire your chivalrous name, so I voted under your door, and now I am willing to help you fight the enemy, but there is a place where I am equivalent, although I command!" A middle-aged warrior stood up and arched his hand and said, this person has a heroic face, a tall figure, a pair of bright eyes, and at first glance, he knows that he is a practitioner.

Seeing this, everyone stood up one after another to express their attitude.

"You can be like this! It's my luck! Xinling Jun Wei Wuji clenched his fists and arched his hands, and said movingly.

For a time, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious, and everyone was a hero, and they felt sorry for each other.

"It's just that now in addition to the main battle faction led by Situ Wei Yong and me, there are also the main peace faction headed by Wei Xian and others from the clan, and in the previous battles, our Wei army was defeated by the Qin army, and there are many people who fear Qin in the country, and the king is also undecided." Xinling Jun Wei Wuji frowned slightly, as if he was worried.

"I wonder if you can listen to the little girl?" Ji Yanran stepped out, saluted everyone present, and said loudly.

When everyone saw this, they all looked at Ji Yanran, wanting to know what she had to say.

"But it's okay to say it." Xinling Jun Wei Wuji spoke.

"Xinling Jun, since the king has summoned you back to China after releasing his previous suspicions, and wants to worship you as a general, there must be a sense of resisting Qin. And if he didn't lean towards you, Wei Xian and the other lords and factions would have already occupied the court. The reason why he is indecisive is that he is violent and powerful, and second, he must not ignore the place where the soldiers die and live. Now it is the last opportunity to make the king decide. Ji Yanran said slowly.

"So how do you do that?" Another person spoke up.

"We need one of them." Ji Yanran turned her eyes to look at Xinling Jun Wei Wuji.

"Who?"

"Long Yang-kun." Ji Yanran spit out three words lightly, and then said, "Childe, have you ever found it as a gift?" ”

Wei Wuji looked at Yang Gongxie.

Yang Gongxie understood, walked to the court, opened the long box, and a whole body was turquoise, crystal clear, like a jade carved sword into everyone's eyes.

"This sword is the Qinghong sword that is rumored to be made by Ou Yezi with the marrow of the jade mountain supplemented by Xuanjin." Xue Yu has always liked elegance, and the moment he saw this sword, he recognized it, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, it's this sword. Brother Lao Yang bothered to find this sword. Xinling Jun Wei Wuji said.

"Now that you have this sword, you still need a messenger." Ji Yanran said loudly.

"Sending a sword is just a trivial matter, I think everyone in the audience is willing to go." A heroic man said.

His palms were thick and rough, with knotted muscles and a luster like gold and iron.

This person is Ren Ping, a pair of iron palms can be said to be indestructible, even if it is a sword, it is difficult to hurt it in the slightest.

"This matter can't be seen in the open, all the gentlemen are people with a high reputation in the rivers and lakes, it is inevitable that there will be rumors, in my opinion, there is a person who is just right, almost no one in Daliang City knows him, and he is a child, not very noticeable, the most important thing is that I believe in him." Ji Yanran looked at Fu Nian.

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Fu Nian, and secretly wondered in their hearts, they didn't know what the origin of this young man was, and he deserved so much attention from her.

"If you can help you believe in Lingjun, you will wish to go." Fu Nian said solemnly.

"I believe in you." Xinling Jun Wei Wuji said.

"Brother Fu is really a cheerful person." Yang Gongxie looked at Fu Nian, "Since everyone in Xinling Jun and Ji can trust Fu Nian's little brother, and leave this matter to Fu Nian's little brother, you should have no objections, right?" ”

"Naturally, I don't have an opinion." Everyone is right.

Fu Nian heard the words and arched his hand: "Nian will live up to expectations." ”

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In the noisy street market, a car is driving towards Dongcheng, Fu Nian pulls the curtain, looks at the bustling scene outside the window, and looks calm, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Suddenly, he was attracted by a man, a man in green clothes, he was holding a young child, and the two walked side by side on the street, not caring about the excitement of the street, as if everything in this world could not affect his heart.

He gives people a sense of ordinariness, nothing special, but different from ordinary people, and this contradiction exists harmoniously in him, as if he was supposed to be so.

If there is one word to describe him, it is to be with the light.

As the carriage drove away, the two disappeared from Fu Nian's sight.

Soon after, the carriage stopped in front of the imposing mansion, and a plaque hung on the lintel revealed the identity of the owner.

"What are you doing here, you doll!" The guard in front of the door saw that the person was a child, and asked.

Fu Nian handed him a token, and secretly stuffed a gold leaf into his hand, and said, "Give this to Long Yangjun, and he will see me." ”

"You wait, I'll tell Long Yangjun." The guard put away the token, saw that it looked like it was real, and walked towards the house.

Fu Nian stood at the door and waited, and after a while, an old man came out of the mansion and said to Fu Nian: "You come with me, Long Yangjun is already waiting in the mansion." ”

Fu Nian followed the old man to the mansion and came to a courtyard. There is a rockery in the courtyard, and there are many flowers and trees planted next to the rockery, and behind this rockery is a small building.

A person outside the gate of the courtyard attracted Fu Nian's attention, it should be a man.

His face was wrapped in a white cloth, he was dressed in sackcloth, and his long hair fell down, covering half of his face and revealing only a pair of eyes.

Hunched over his waist and carrying a sword on his back, he walked forward slowly, with a light step, as if the wind would carry him up when it blew it.

One of his hands was broken, and the other had only two fingers.

Fu didn't have time to think about it, so he followed the old man into the courtyard.

"Fu Nian has seen Long Yangjun!" Fu Nian came to the front of the small building, neither humble nor arrogant.

What kind of person is this, dressed in white and snowy, under the sword eyebrows, the narrow eyes are like gurgling spring water, warm and moist like a spring breeze, the nose is like a hanging gall, as straight as a blue distant mountain, the thin lips are pale in color, and the corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, which makes it even more manly and unrestrained.

Although he is a man, his beautiful face is three points more than that of a woman.

"I see that you are a sword learner." Long Yangjun looked at Fu Nian and said.

"The kid has practiced swordsmanship for some time and knows a little bit about fur." Fu Nian replied.

Long Yangjun nodded lightly, and then looked at the childish child beside him.

Although the face is immature, there is a calm color between the eyebrows.

"Who are you here for?" Long Yangjun spoke, his voice was low and pleasant, like a pearl falling on a plate, clear and melodious.

"King Wei." Fu Nian raised his head and looked directly at Long Yangjun, his eyes were clear, without any impurities.

Long Yangjun raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Nian with a smile, "King Wei? ”

"King Wei, he needs someone to convince him of his choice." Fu Nian said lightly, and then Fu Nian opened the wooden box, and the Qinghong Sword emitted a soft light under the sunlight, "That's your reason." ”

Long Yangjun stared at Qinghong Jian for a moment, then turned around and stood with his hands in his hands, and sighed faintly: "You let Xinlingjun rest assured that the king still values brotherhood." ”

Immediately took the Qinghong sword, and with a flash of cold light, the sword body instantly turned into thousands of sword shadows, enveloping the entire courtyard, and a faint sound of sword roar resounded through the sky.

His posture is elegant, like an immortal dancing a sword, his movements are fast, chic and elegant.

"Zheng—"

The Qinghong Sword stabbed forward suddenly, as if the dawn of dawn pierced the dark night, blooming with dazzling brilliance, and then suddenly turned back and sheathed.

"Can you see clearly?" Long Yangjun looked sideways at Fu Nian, his eyes seemed to have deep meaning.

"See clearly, the purpose of my trip has been achieved." Bow your head.

Back in Xinlingjun's mansion, there were only Xinlingjun and Ji Yanran left in the hall, Fu Nian looked at Xinlingjun and waved his hand, "He wants me to tell Xinlingjun that he still values brotherhood in the king." ”

When Xinling Jun heard this, he was silent for a long time before he said, "I want to be so." ”

"Did you say anything else?" Ji Yanran looked at Fu Nian.

"He taught me a set of swordsmanship, and I just talked to him about swords." Fu Nian met her eyes and said slowly.