There is no shortage of sword wielders in Fengtiansi, and this is especially true around Yong'an.

At the moment when Jiang Wuji slashed the wolf knife with a sword, someone as light as a swallow swept towards Ye Mansion.

Yefu Garden.

The two women sat at the stone table, silent and almost incense.

The envoy of Fengtian is in a high position, but as the daughter of the envoy, she does not have an official position.

Not even the waist card of the knife bearer.

Before Qingzhou's entourage, it was completely the meaning of the envoy Ye Kaiyang.

Therefore, even if it was determined that Princess Yong'an was using Jiang Wujian to push him into the fire pit regardless of life or death, Ye Qinghan couldn't really do anything.

I could only sulk, and at the same time pray in my heart that Jiang Wujian was safe.

When you are distraught, you will inevitably be cranky.

Unconsciously, the scene in Fengming's small courtyard emerged from his mind.

Although the doctor is not taboo, she was indeed woken up by Jiang Wujian at that time......

I don't know what that guy thought at the time, pinching people and pouring cold water...... There are so many ways to wake people up, so why do we have to do it?

I thought Childe was a thief.

But the pills he took when he was healing his wounds caused him to lose his temper, and even the sheets were wet with water that night, but he didn't sit still......

Thinking of this, Ye Qinghan's heart would be blocked, and his fair face would unconsciously turn out a slight flush.

Still not strong enough......

……

Sitting on the opposite side, although Princess Yong'an said that she didn't care about Jiang Wuji's life and death, she was still worried in her heart.

What she wanted to express when she came over today was to make Ye Qinghan retreat, but as she spoke, the style of painting was crooked......

She is a dignified princess, going to rob a man with the courtier's daughter?

If this spreads, the four princes are afraid that they will not be able to straighten up with laughter.

But......

Jiang Wujian couldn't be blamed for the mirage in her body that night, after all, she was the one who wanted to take the skull fragment.

Fortunately, Jiang Wujian is not a person by the emperor's side, otherwise what she said when she lost her temper that night would be enough to make everything she has been doing in the past few years go down the drain.

In order to divert his attention and distract himself, he took ten pills refined by Jiang Wuji.

Outcome......

Thinking of this, Yong'an's bulging mind couldn't help but fluctuate.

And what she didn't know was that after that night's in-depth explanation, Jiang Wuxi already knew her secret.

After all, Mao didn't see it.

Isn't that ......

Steamed bread.

Forever sighs.

If you want to blame yourself, you can only blame yourself for being too conceited, thinking that the medicinal effect of the Nine Pins Pill is not enough.

How could have imagined that the effect of the medicine is so fierce that it is like a tsunami, and the current is not rushing......

……

At this moment, news about the ring came to the house one after another.

"Jiang Jieyuan slashed the Great Perfection Monk of Beimang with one sword!"

"Jiang Jieyuan is like a bamboo, he wants to challenge two Beimang monks at the same time!"

Two messages, one before and one after.

When they heard the first news, both women couldn't help but smile.

Ye Qinghan's coldness, Yong'an's arrogance, and their smile made the flowers in the garden colorless in an instant.

It's just that the second news that followed made the smiles on the faces of the two women stiffen for a moment.

Half a day.

Yongan lowered his eyebrows and said in a deep voice.

"Nonsense! It's nonsense! It's just a small distraction, who gave him the courage to challenge two Beimang monks at the same time! ”

Yong'an, as a princess, has eyeliner all over the streets and alleys of the capital, and naturally knows the strength of today's Northern Mangren.

There are three of them.

According to the rules of the ring she set, if the people on Beimang's side wanted to make a move, they would definitely put these three monks on the table.

Although he prepared a lot of things in advance, he went to improve Jiang Wuji's chances of winning layer by layer.

But these things are always foreign, and they can't be his capital to challenge two monks from Beimang at the same time!

Yongan felt a little pain.

Although he arranged a backhand, Jiang Wuji's actions were very likely to kill Huangquan!

However, just when Yongan wanted to open his mouth to make arrangements, Ye Qinghan on the side suddenly said: "I thought that with the understanding of Gongzi Jiang, Gongzi would never do things that he was not sure of. ”

Yongan turned his head, his beautiful autumn eyes staring at the latter's delicate little face.

"Do you think Jiang Wujian can win? Can you win in the face of two distracted Dzogchen monks at the same time? ”

"I don't know." Ye Qinghan shook his head.

"But he's not going to lose."

Yong'an: "......"

Doesn't that mean you didn't say it?

Ye Qinghan took a deep breath, and his little face sank: "Although His Highness doesn't care about the life and death of the son, if the son really has an accident, I, Ye Qinghan, guarantee that this group of barbarians will not be able to return to Beimang alive!" ”

Yong'an Xiumei frowned, obviously didn't expect Ye Qinghan to do this for Jiang Wuji.

This is as if to say: If Jiang Wujian dies, I will kill all these barbarians, no matter what happens to Da Li and Bei Mang because of this incident.

Ye Qinghan himself does not have this strength, but he is also the daughter of Fengtiansi.

In private, some knife wielders who are willing to work for her must have ......

This time, Yongan didn't say anything, but said to the guards who came back to deliver the news: "No matter what the result is, guarantee Jiang Jieyuan's life, otherwise...... See you there! ”

"Yes!"

The guard replied with a loud voice, then swept up to the roof and quickly disappeared.

Hearing this, Ye Qinghan cast a surprised look.

The corners of Yong'an's mouth raised slightly, and he stretched out his jade onion-like fingers to pinch the jade cup on the table, which was already cold.

"Sister Fangcai's words woke up the palace, so the palace has changed its mind, Jiang Jieyuan can't die, at least now he is not dead."

"......" Ye Qinghan raised his snow-white chin slightly and did not speak.

……

In the north of the city, the voices of people are boiling.

There is a difference between fighting in the ring and fighting in the rivers and lakes.

Under normal circumstances, the battle in the rivers and lakes is based on the premise of life and death from the beginning.

In battle, take medicine, secret weapons, and all kinds of means that do not emphasize martial virtues, and use everything to the extreme.

But fighting in the ring is about face and reputation.

Therefore, there is an unwritten rule in the rivers and lakes.

In the absence of a life and death contract, you can't fight in the ring.

You can insult, you can abolish the other party's cultivation, but you can't directly kill the other party, otherwise you just don't talk about martial arts.

It's just that a thunder like today's is another way to say it.

After all, those unspoken rules are all set up when you fight with your own people, and the battles between countries are all your life and death?

Whether it is Beimang or Dali, are there still fewer generals who died on the battlefield in the north of the town?

Therefore, when the old man beside the thirteen sons of Beimang wanted to speak out to crusade against and accuse Jiang Wuji, he was stopped by the thirteen sons.

Whether they occupy it or not, this is Dali's territory.

They can lose, but if they want to add some other colors to the matter of losing, let alone the Li people, it is very likely that even the Buddha Domain, the Demon Clan, and the East China Sea will not agree.

The best thing to do right now is to pull back a game.

"Gong Zhong Mountain, Gong Zhong Hai, don't let me down."

At the signal of the thirteen sons of Beimang, two monks who were much thinner than the wolf knife jumped onto the high platform.

They were not polite.

They're really going to do two......