I don't know if it's because the Dark Pavilion thinks that it has the will of some Wheel King, so most of them build their strongholds in the dim underground.

And because the time when Scholar Jian came to Nantang with his men and horses was still very short, their underground stronghold at this time was still very ordinary, and they didn't have the slightest appearance as the world's number one killer organization.

"Boss, the latest news came back from the contact network that was laid to the East China Sea a few days ago, saying that Fu Qingyuan, the prefect of Taiyuan Mansion, was not dead, and he appeared in the yamen of Taiyuan Mansion three days ago, saying that the people in our dark pavilion are all ......."

The folding fan in the scholar's sword hand snapped open.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"

The subordinate who had come sank again to show his respect.

"Boss, that Fu Qingyuan said that the people in our secret pavilion are stupid pigs, and the one we killed that night was just a dispensable fake!"

The constantly shaking folding fan in the scholar's sword hand did not pause in the slightest.

"It's bait, but he didn't think about whether the fish would bite the hook? Who the hell is stupid? Just ignore it!"

"Yes!

"Wait!"

The man bowed back and was about to leave, but he was frozen in place by the scholar's sword shout. He smiled softly to himself, and the folding fan closed lightly to himself.

"The bait is right in front of me, is there a fish that is not greedy? It seems that Fu Qingyuan really pinched my mind. ”

With that, he looked back at the man who had always been loyal to him.

"Fu Qingyuan really showed up in front of people?"

Some cold sweat oozed from the man's forehead, but he didn't dare to wipe it with his hands.

"Boss, my subordinates didn't see it with their own eyes, it's the news from the dark line we just established, but it is said that the person who found out the news has been in the dark pavilion for fifteen years, so there is no problem with it. ”

Scholar Sword finally withdrew his gaze, which allowed the already sweaty guy to catch his breath.

"The hook is a good hook, but the fish is not bad, I have to see if the hook catches the fish, or if the fish tears the hook!"

The guy who was still wiping his sweat while the scholar sword was looking at him had to come out and persuade him after hearing his boss's words.

"Boss, before we came, the ancestor had just made a rule, saying that if we didn't win once, we wouldn't accept the list about this person!"

Scholar Sword glanced at the man.

"You're teaching me to do things?"

"The subordinates don't dare!"

The guy who just raised his head immediately bowed down again, which made people have to sigh, it was so uncomfortable to be a subordinate, no wonder everyone wanted to climb up!

Scholar Jian is not the kind of person who wants to embarrass his subordinates, which can be seen from the fact that when he first assassinated Fu Qingyuan and retreated, he asked the others to retreat first.

So at this time, seeing that his subordinates were overly nervous, he stretched out his hand and helped him up.

"I know you're kind, but you have to understand a truth, since I can be your boss, in addition to martial arts, the rest of the strategy, tricks, and ruthlessness are above you, so you don't have to worry about me. ”

was helped up by his own boss, the man's performance was somewhat panicked, but he also unconsciously gushed out a warmth in his heart, it is estimated that this can be regarded as a means for the scholar sword to buy people's hearts!

"Boss, since we are going to explore Fu Qingyuan's mansion again, should we call back the other four third-grade adults to be safer?"

"No!"

Scholar Jian confidently took a step forward.

"I'm confident that I can escape, but they don't necessarily have it, this is a good show, it's enough for me to watch it alone!"

......

Donghai Province, the residence of Fu Qingyuan, the governor of Taiyuan Prefecture.

Tonight, Fu Qingyuan did not move out of his stand-in again, but sat in the study by himself and waited for someone to come, a person he was 100% sure was coming!

In fact, the measurement of a scholar, it is difficult for ordinary people to say that the Tao is clear, to say that Fu Qingyuan hates the dark pavilion to death, but when Li Houzhen was about to make a move, he was persuaded by him, but if he doesn't hate the dark pavilion, he set up a battle tonight and waited for him to come!

Tonight, instead of a book on his desk, two jugs of good wine and four side dishes were served, and he set up a chair on the floor of his desk.

The door opened on its own without anyone pushing it, but it was empty again, but when I looked back, there was already a person sitting on the chair across from the desk.

The person on the chair was dressed in white, and since he was not here to assassinate today, Scholar Jian naturally didn't need to wear the costume of an assassin anymore.

Familiar old action, the scholar opened his folding fan with a snap, and then took a sip of another pot of wine on the desk.

"Sir invited me here late at night, I don't know what to teach!"

Fu Qingyuan did not answer his question, but clapped his hands happily.

"The dark pavilion really deserves to be a first-class killer organization, and if you take the order, you must complete the employer's requirements, even if you know that you will fall into the trap tonight, you will still come, just by virtue of this, the old man has to say that he admires!"

The scholar's sword did not stop drinking, and it seemed that the wine that Fu Qingyuan took out to entertain the guests was not bad.

"You are wrong, I am not here to assassinate you today, it is estimated that the new "Thirty-three Rules of Assassination" issued by my Secret Pavilion has not yet reached the Southern Tang Dynasty, no matter who I assassinate in the future, I will only assassinate him once, and it is his own ability not to die once, and my Secret Pavilion will not assassinate him again after that. ”

Scholar Jian's words made Fu Qingyuan puzzled.

"To be honest, I don't understand you anymore, originally I thought you had to come to protect the reputation of your dark pavilion, but now it seems that you can't come at all. ”

The scholar's sword detective grabbed some of the fried golden peanuts on the desk and threw them into his mouth.

"If you want to say that you are here in the Longtan Tiger's Den like the Great Chu Palace or the Southern Tang Palace, I really don't dare to come, but you have a small prefect's mansion, even if you have a second-grade master, you can still invite another one!"

Speaking of this, the corners of Scholar Jian's mouth twitched upward.

"I'm not talking about boasting, you really can't keep me if you don't have a first-class master!"

Fu Qingyuan clapped his hands again, this was the second time he had clapped his hands tonight.

"Scholar Jian, I think you used to be a scholar who read the holy rites, after you revealed your intention today, I should have had a drink with you, but the measure of the scholar is very small, so small that I don't want to let go of some things that are rotten grains, since you have assassinated me, it is not too much for me to ask you for an explanation!"

"Not too much, not too much! ”

I don't know when, the middle-aged man holding the knife who had been following Fu Qingyuan appeared outside the door, as indifferent as ever.

In addition, there were two guys in black robes in the courtyard behind him, and they didn't look like a master to mess with.

Scholar Jian drank the last drop of wine in the jug before staggering to his feet, not a little nervous.

"Three second-grade masters!Fu Qingyuan, since you told me the truth, then I can't deceive you, right, the reason why I will come tonight is that I have some doubts about your identity, I have only come to the Southern Tang Dynasty in the dark pavilion, and if you want to take root in a place, the most important thing is to be familiar with the past history of a place. ”

Scholar Jian propped his hands on Fu Qingyuan's desk, his eyes were cold.

"I heard a few days ago that Mr. Liantang, who turned the entire Southern Tang Dynasty upside down more than ten years ago, is not dead, but is hidden in Taiyuan Mansion in the city!

didn't care if Fu Qingyuan's facial expression had changed, and if he went to see it, Scholar Jian would also be very disappointed, because there was no fluctuation on his face, Scholar Sword picked up the folding fan and patted his stomach.

"When you're full of food and drink, it's time to move your muscles!"

As the saying goes, the first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers, as soon as the scholar's sword voice fell, he pulled out his short sword and killed the man holding the knife.

He said that he didn't take these three people in his eyes, but it was just a big talk about walking the rivers and lakes to die to save face, anyway, he had already fallen into the trap, not to say the last two words to support himself for the scene, that is, he was unwilling to die, he actually knew very well that it was really possible to capsize in the gutter tonight.

However, for a moment and a half, the scholar sword and the other three people were entangled together, and for a while, there seemed to be a huge wave in the small courtyard, fortunately, Fu Qingyuan had withdrawn all the people in the mansion in advance, otherwise according to the posture of these three people, it was really possible to beat his prefect's mansion to pieces.

Although the scholar swordsman was holding a short sword with the same length as a folding fan, its power was really not small, and it cut down the courtyard wall outside the study with a single sword.

And the three people here are not simple, the two marble stone prayer buildings that Fu Qingyuan just replaced and the big trees in the courtyard were all destroyed and broken by them.

But although the courtyard was a mess, the study was as stable as Mount Tai, and Fu Qingyuan was still sitting in it eating and drinking, watching the three people fight in the courtyard!

Just when the battle situation was scorching, the two men in black suddenly burst out with a stronger internal breath, although it still did not reach the level of a product, but a half-step product was more than enough.

"Two half-steps and one product! This is the unique Tongsheng Qi recipe in the Southern Tang Phantom Guard! Fu Qingyuan, I really didn't misunderstand you, you are Mr. Liantang back then!"

The two black-clothed men were seen through by the scholar sword, and they did not panic at all, and still attacked him in an orderly manner.

And Fu Qingyuan sat in the room and didn't speak, as if he acquiesced.

But now the pressure on Zi Shusheng Jian is great, maybe he will really lose his life here, he knows that there must be a time limit for the two people's one breath, but he doesn't know if he will have his life to leave alive when the breath of those two people drops!

"Poof!"

After being beaten by the three of them again, the scholar sword waved his hand and fired dozens of steel needles, which was a necessary means for their killers, he disdained to use it before, but tonight he had to use it in order to escape for his life.

Seeing the scholar sword kicking the wall and fleeing in the air, the two men in black immediately chased him out without saying a word, but the man with the knife had not forgotten Fu Qingyuan in the room, walked into the house and picked him up and chased him out together.

In the air, the scholar's sword was hit by two people again, and now he was hit with internal injuries, and he knew that there was only one way to escape in the air, so he fell into the city and ran on the ground instead!

"Who!"

Just as he was passing by a house, he was heard by the people in the house, and he threw a steel needle out without thinking about it.

But just after the steel needle was released, he forcibly sucked the steel needle back, because he found that the person who came out of the house was a blind and beautiful woman.

"Xiao Sheng was chased and killed, and he fell into the girl's courtyard without noticing for a while, Xiao Sheng will leave, if there is a disturbance to the girl, please ask the girl Haihan!"

After finishing speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, he didn't know why he stopped suddenly, and he would say what he just said, and he used the name of Xiaosheng that he no longer used since he became a killer.

"If Childe doesn't dislike it, you might as well go to the house and hide. ”

"Good!"

Scholar Jian wanted to refuse, he didn't want to bring any trouble to this girl, but he changed his mind the moment he spoke.

Without blinking, he looked at the face of the blind and delicate woman in front of him, and slowly walked into her room.

"Girl, what's your name!"

What came into the scholar's sword ears was a pleasant sound like a ringbell shaking.

"My name is Ling'er!"