Tomorrow is the day of the flower banquet, but there is panic in the imperial capital. Because just yesterday, both the common people and the Jianghu Yexiu learned the news that the prime minister's only son, Junchen, died in Qiufeng Tower. It is said that he was pierced through the chest by Oiran Jinxiu with a sharp sword and died on the spot, without even having a chance to rescue him.

No one knows which daring guy will choose to make a move at this time and annoy the royal family and the court. No one knows whether the mastermind behind the scenes, who is hiding in the shadows, will target them.

All secrets will only be revealed when the Oiran is found. But the royal family has ordered that even if they dig three feet into the ground, they must find the woman, but so far, they have not even found any clues.

In the study of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Prime Minister sat on a chair, his fists clenched, his eyes lost. He never dreamed that in the imperial capital with the surging dark tide, the first person to die in their family was his only son. The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, which made him want to break his heart. What frightened him even more was that there was still a wisp of cyan sword qi on Jun Chen's chest wound.

Did the sword immortal come back to take revenge, or did someone else make trouble and wanted to blame him?

The prime minister can't tell the difference, or he doesn't have the heart to tell the difference. His thirty or forty years of hard work have now been ruined. No one can take over his position in the temple, and now the Jun family is at its peak. Even if the royal family will no longer have any scruples about this, let him have more power. But he is already the prime minister, how high can he be if one person is above 10,000 people? After his death, he can even foresee the downhill path of the Jun family now.

The icing on the cake is not easy to do, who wouldn't fall into the well?

Last night alone, his wife was almost blinded by crying. He could only comfort, and then walked out of the house, sighing.

Could it be true that good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil?

The prime minister slammed on the table, watching the wound on the back of his hand ooze blood, not crying or laughing, but extremely sad.

He slowly stood up, came to the door, and gently rang the bell, and behind him, several people stood with their hands in their hands.

"No matter what the cost, we must find out the girl in the Qinglou named Jinxiu! And I dare to conclude that she must still be in the imperial capital now. The prime minister said viciously, "Find her and bring her to me." ”

......

Zhuge Chen hummed a little tune, supported his cheek with one hand, and knocked on the table boringly.

Wanyan Qingqian sat in front of him, and said very distressedly: "Sword Immortal, don't knock, that table is worth a hundred taels of gold, and it is priceless." If I hadn't picked up the leaks in my early years, I wouldn't have been able to buy them. ”

"Why are you so scared?" Zhuge Chen smiled and said, "This splendid girl, I will stay with you." When the limelight passes, it doesn't matter if she goes or stays, just let her go. ”

"It seems that the death of the prime minister's only son is really related to the sword fairy. Although he knew that Zhuge Chen's actions were inhibited, after confirming it, he was still terrified. At the same time, he was also glad that he judged the situation when he was in Gangyang City and chose to stand in the camp of the white clothes.

was rescued by Zhuge Chen, and the splendid arrangement in the prince's mansion seemed a little cramped. Where did she see a big man like Yan Qingqian, and she was a little flustered at the moment. It's just that when his eyes fell on the face of Zhuge Chen, who had already taken off his skin and revealed his handsome appearance, he was a little relieved.

A woman's mind is the most difficult to guess. She couldn't even help but wonder if Zhuge Chen really liked her. Even if she is a Qinglou woman, she is not clean, but she is also an oiran who does not sell her body. What's more, his appearance is really good.

Thinking like this, she glanced at the bronze mirror beside her and pursed her lips and smiled.

This scene fell in Wan Yan Qingqian's eyes, and he just sighed a little, the female fate of the sword fairy was still as jealous as ever. Wearing a three-foot sword on his waist, he really has countless spirits. It's just that he knows that even the crow, which is not inferior to the beauty and splendor, can't make Zhuge Chen move the "mortal heart", what is the basis of an Oiran?

It's just that he didn't say these words.

"Let's not talk about these first, has the prince found out about the news of the father and son in Gangyang City?" Zhuge Chen picked up the teacup and hung it in the air, squinted his eyes and asked: "I have to hurry up, I saved the two of them, and I have to go to the prime minister to settle accounts." When the time comes, leave Yunmeng and go to Xiyou, and then return to Dayan. The trip was originally delayed on the road, and now it can't be delayed. ”

Although it was a long journey, the Master of the Bitter Sea still hoped that he would be able to return within three years. At that time, it will be the time for the four major academies, ready to select Tianjiao to enter the inner gate for further study and nod. Although for Zhuge Chen, entering it is an ambiguous choice. But when he heard that there was a hidden path to heaven in the inner gate, he knew that he could not refuse.

Wan Yan Qingqian replied: "Entrusted by the Sword Immortal, I naturally dare not slack off. Now the father and son are in the prison in the imperial capital. But as far as I know, even if a Zhendao realm cultivator is imprisoned there, there is no way to escape. Sword Immortal ...... Are you really going?"

"Even if it's the Longtan Tiger's Den, you have to break in!" Zhuge Chen said, and then stretched out his hand to take the Gap Flying Sword out of Jinxiu's body and put it back into his big sleeve: "I'll leave now." ”

Just when Zhuge Chen was about to leave immediately, Wanyan Qingqian stopped him, stepped forward and said mysteriously: "Sword Immortal, this Oiran called Jinxiu, why don't I help you raise it first?" Don't worry, in this imperial capital, there are really few people who have the courage to break into the prince's mansion privately!"

After Zhuge Chen heard this, he laughed and scolded to get out, and then pushed open the door. Unexpectedly, Jinxiu, who had been sitting on the chair all the time, said softly: "What if I want to go with my son?"

Zhuge Chen didn't seem to hear it, and left directly.

In the courtyard, Fan Shou had been waiting for a long time. As soon as he saw Zhuge Chen walking out of the house, he ran in small steps and said, "Childe, the big thing is not good, the crow girl just came to the house, and when she learned that the father and son of Gangyang City were trapped in the prison, she went directly without saying hello. You'd better hurry up, or something bad will happen to the Crow Girl. ”

"Why did she do this?" asked Zhuge Chen, a little annoyed, in a low voice.

Fan Shou felt that eighty percent of it was because the crow girl was afraid of becoming the one who was useless to the son, so she was abandoned. Fan Shou said softly, and then slowly retreated under Zhuge Chen's wave.

"Why are women like this, it doesn't make people worry. Zhuge Chen smiled angrily: "Why bother?"

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On the roof of the prison, the crow was lying on top of it, uncovering a piece of tile and carefully listening to the movement inside. In fact, her move was also a whim. Therefore, when the blood dissipated, she would inevitably retreat.

But she was not willing to follow Zhuge Chen's side, she was just practicing swords, but she couldn't help anything. She was born as an assassin, and killing people was her daily business. Didn't they all say that killing people and saving people would not be separated? Then she will do it today.

Just as the crow was about to sneak into the prison to carry out the rescue, a voice suddenly sounded beside her: "You came here without telling me, why?"

When the crow looked up, she saw the squinting white-clothed woman asking her in a calm tone.

The crow panicked for a moment, like a child doing something wrong, and instinctively stepped back.

Zhuge Chen just let out a breath of turbidity, and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, can I blame you?" It's just that I think it's my private matter to save the city lord and Qianqiu, and you don't need to get involved and cause unnecessary trouble." If I knew you cared so much, what did it matter if you were here?"

For Zhuge Chen, in fact, he has always been thinking that he can't even explain clearly. In other words, she is unwilling and afraid to face it. Once upon a time, as an assassin, it was good to kill people, where to think so much. In a mission, either you die or the target dies, and other than that, there is no other possibility left. Crow is glad that he is the latter. As for why it is so difficult for crows to guess their own thoughts, it is probably because of Zhuge Chen's empathy.

She smiled slightly and said softly, "Childe is back." ”

Zhuge Chen replied: "Isn't that? ”

He glanced at the inside of the prison under the tiles with some wistfulness, and asked tentatively: "So why don't you go back first?" There is nothing wrong here, after saving the two of them, send them out of the imperial capital, and I will also go back." ”

Raven shook her head, she had always been such a stubborn woman.

Zhuge Chen was helpless, and the void grabbed a sword qi, directly shattering the roof of the heavenly prison, and jumped into the house. He looked around, a little surprised by the agility of the armoured guards. In just a few breaths, he was already surrounded by a mass. But Zhuge Chen was not afraid, and there was indifference hidden in his eyes.

"You ...... Are you ready to die?" Zhuge Chen smiled slightly, pulled out the rubber pillar sword and said softly: "This sword is Kunlun." ”

In an instant, the sword qi in this place was rampant, tearing most of the heavenly prison to pieces.

"Fall Taishan again. ”

As his words fell, two majestic peaks spiraled down and came to his left and right.

The encirclement of a group of guards was easily broken by Zhuge Chen. He was not in a hurry, and walked slowly through the crowd. Every time the corners of his mouth were raised, one of the guards would fall in a pool of blood. As a result, they gradually became timid, and they did not dare to breathe, let alone lift the weapons in their hands.

Until a man in red appears, and you call the shots to them.

"Then come on!" Zhuge Chen laughed loudly, and then Kunlun Taishan roared and pushed forward.

On this day, the people in the imperial capital walked out of their homes and looked to the east. That scene is like a miracle!