"Don't pursue a big scene to cut off the opponent's head, the neck bone is hard, even if your knife is sharp, when you cut it, it will be like hitting a heavy object, and then your arm will be numb for a moment, aren't you the most able to save effort? This is your strength, maintain your physical strength, your goal is to kill him, as the goal, every sword must have its own meaning. Fu Cheng was like a phantom floating in the air, standing behind the enemy Rao that Zhou Xuanyi had killed, and he seemed to be on the scene guiding Zhou Xuanyi how to do it.

Accidentally, Zhou Xuanyi's left arm was cut and slashed on his big arm, but Zhou Xuanyi didn't pause for half a minute as if he couldn't feel the pain, and the sword in his hand solved the enemy in the next moment.

"No matter how good you are, you will definitely be injured on the battlefield, but no matter what you are injured, don't stop and ignore him. Fu Cheng's voice was rare and stern, and said: "There are no injuries on the battlefield, only death, as long as you don't die, you will be fine." ”

Zhou Xuanyi suddenly remembered that when he was in the East Gate Theater, he pointed out the wound on Fu Cheng's arm, and Fu Cheng had an indifferent expression. Where is that wound? Is it also on his left arm? Zhou Xuanyi thought while solving the visitor, he didn't seem to feel the pain, he couldn't feel that he was bleeding, he felt ...... I am more and more like Fucheng. Fucheng calmly handed over a part of himself to Zhou Xuanyi, Zhou Xuanyi's figure gradually coincided with Fucheng, the soul was close to the soul, the flesh was close to the body, Fucheng and Zhou Xuanyi slowly seemed to have become the same person, inalienable and inseparable.

"I believe in you. This was the last sentence that echoed in Zhou Xuanyi's mind in Fucheng, and at the same time, Zhou Xuanyi held the sword in both hands and stabbed him to the ground fiercely, and with a pop, the blade of the sword passed through Narao's heart and nailed him to the ground.

It wasn't until he killed the last person that Zhou Xuanyi heard other voices besides Fucheng. The rustle of the leaves, the sound of the breeze in his ears, and the sound of his own wheezing. Zhou Xuanyi suddenly returned to reality, looking at the twenty-five corpses around him, and couldn't believe that he had done it alone.

Jin Ling was injured, and she usually hid in the shadows, helping to kill people who had been tossed to half death by Fucheng, and rarely guarded from beginning to end like today. Jin Ling was stabbed in the chest, but she didn't snort, her kung fu was also taught by Fucheng, and she didn't have a chance to see her wounds until the battle was over.

Zhou Xuanyi and Jin Ling looked at each other, both of them saw relief in each other's eyes, and they both breathed a sigh of relief after the fierce battle.

No one found that in the pile of dead bodies, a corpse that should have been dead suddenly came to life, his chest rose and fell slightly, and a person was slowly standing up, and then rushed towards Zhou Xuanyi at a speed that was almost invisible, holding a short and sharp dagger in his hand, which hit Zhou Xuanyi in the back. Zhou Xuanyi didn't expect this at all, when the other party made a move, the expression on his face was still surprised, and then a dull pain came from the location of his heart.

Zhang Jinsheng, here. Weakness is a very vague word, and every swordsman and assassin knows that it should be attacked when the other party is vulnerable. Yang Lei's fanfare is not in line with the principle of an assassin at all. Today's group of assassins are still in the stream, and they chose Zhou Xuanyi to be alone and Fu Cheng was not there.

The most particular timing of the assassination, when going to the thatched house, when taking a bath, and when lying on the woman's bed are the best opportunities, surprise. But most of these opportunities are hard to find, and since they are hard to find, it is better to create them.

Zhou Xuanyi is a good player looking for opportunities, and he can find when Fucheng surfaces. Zhang Jinsheng is better than Zhou Xuanyi in this regard, he is looking for a moment to relax.

Zhou Xuanyi has just killed someone, and his endurance and physical strength have reached the extreme when he kills, even if he is an immortal, he will relax in the moment after killing, and this time is the best time to start.

Zhang Jinsheng deliberately sold the news of worshipping the God of Wealth on the first day of the first month of the month, in order to divert the attention of Fucheng, the real bureau is here, Zhang Jinsheng gathered a group of assassins to assassinate, and then hid in the middle of a bunch of assassins, followed the pace of Bei Rao in the fight and "died" together, and assassinated Zhou Xuanyi in one fell swoop while he was relaxed. This is a game, a game set up by a real professional assassin, and this is to catch the big fish of Zhou Xuanyi.

Zhou Xuanyi is talented, but compared to Zhang Jinsheng, a master who makes a living from assassination, Zhang Jinsheng is a little proud when he thinks of this, Zhang Jinsheng can be called the most terrifying killer in Bailu City for his own reasons, he has never missed it for so many years.

Zhang Jinsheng smiled proudly, but soon couldn't laugh.

The dagger only pierced half an inch and could no longer move forward, the tip of the dagger hit a hard object, Zhang Jinsheng pulled out the dagger and changed the position too late, he missed the best opportunity.

Zhou Xuanyi's originally drooping head slowly raised at this time, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, thinking that when Fu Cheng handed him the heart guard, this thing from his mother-in-law saved his life.

Zhang Jinsheng used too much force, and the inch that stabbed in penetrated the heart guard, and the pain Zhou Xuanyi felt just now was just the violent impact of the dagger accompanied by the heart guard.

"You should prick your neck. Zhou Xuanyi's first sentence to Zhang Jinsheng was very Fucheng style.

Zhang Jinsheng hurriedly put away his knife and retreated, the principle of the killer, retreat immediately after failure, but Zhang Jinsheng couldn't retreat, he was the same as the twenty-five brothers who came together, and he had the mentality of death before setting off. Zhang Jinsheng can't return to Liuyin Lane, he is the invincible Zhang Jinsheng, and after the assassination failure, he returned to Liuyin Lane in disgrace, and all the reputation accumulated in this life was ruined.

Fame is sometimes more important than a life. Zhang Jinsheng fought for this, either to die in battle or to kill Zhou Xuanyi.

It's just a hairy head, Zhang Jinsheng thought to himself, even if he really made a move, would he still lose after 30 years of wandering in the rivers and lakes?

"How do you know that worshipping the God of Wealth is fake?" Zhang Jin couldn't figure out this question in life and death, his plan was seamless, how could Zhou Xuanyi see it?

"I don't know," Zhou Xuanyi's sword slashed in the air, splashing a trail of blood on the ground.

"Then you ......" Zhang Jinsheng was a little incomprehensible.

"Half of the news is likely to be true, so we have to wait for it. Zhou Xuanyi said, this is Fu Cheng's original words, "But there are still half of them that may be false." ”

Although the timing of the news of Zhang Jinsheng's worship of the God of Wealth was very appropriate, Zhou Xuanyi and Fu Cheng did not relax for the sake of a news that they didn't know whether it was true or false, they regarded the assassination of Closed Moon Xuan as a serious assassination, repeated over and over again, and confirmed over and over again, so serious that Zhang Jinsheng thought that Fu Cheng and Zhou Xuanyi had entered the trap.

On the other hand, he couldn't ignore other possibilities, Fu Cheng spent three times guessing what Zhang Jinsheng was doing, what Zhang Jinsheng would do.

Zhou Xuanyi said: "You are not the only one who can think of this plan. Zhou Xuanyi was a little proud when he said this, Fu Cheng was absolutely excellent and impeccable in hunting.

Fu Cheng always paid attention to every assassination, even if it was a trivial assassination, and he guessed that if Zhang Jinsheng attacked, the best time would be this time. Fu Cheng just guessed a rough idea, and when he knew that Zhang Jinshan was actually mixed in a bunch of assassins and pretended to be dead in the end, Fu Cheng was also surprised, and had to admire Zhang Jinsheng's brain.

Zhang Jinsheng had a look of chagrin on his face, he underestimated Fucheng who survived the battle of Shacheng, Fucheng couldn't kill, but he didn't expect Fucheng to be so proficient in killing Rao, Fucheng was much more terrifying than him in this regard. Fu Cheng just sat behind him, and he was able to break Zhang Jinshengbu's game one by one.

No one knows better than Zhang Jinsheng that being able to obtain such knowledge and intuition can only be achieved through one fight after another, and there is no other shortcut. Fu Cheng is not very old, but his experience is already the same as his own. It's still up to the juniors, Zhang Jinsheng sighed.

Zhang Jinsheng was just stunned for a moment, and then immediately began to fight back, how could he, Zhang Jinsheng, admit defeat so easily? He was the top assassin, and his kung fu would not be bad, he held the dagger in his hand tightly, and said, "Come on!" He was an assassin who rarely appeared in people's field of vision, but now he had to fight against Zhou Xuanyi.

Zhou Xuanyi's condition is not good, the assassination behind Zhang Jinsheng has an internal force, his chest is faintly painful, and a mouthful of sweetness is pressed in his throat, the big wound on his body has occurred at this time, and it is difficult to ignore the existence of the wound at all, compared to the willpower of the city, Zhou Xuanyi, who has always been pampered, is still much worse.

Zhang Jinsheng is not much better, in order to act like enough, he did hit Zhou Xuanyi's sword, that sword was originally going to Zhang Jinsheng's heart, Zhang Jinsheng dodged and stabbed into the right rib, fortunately, Zhou Xuanyi only stabbed three points, although it was not as fatal as stabbing into the heart, it was also a big trauma.

They all saw that the other party was a trapped beast, and at this time it was time to fight for endurance, to see who could survive whom, and to see who could stand to the end.

Zhang Jinsheng's reaction speed was slowed down, but Zhou Xuanyi's swing speed was also slowed down, and the tip of the sword only cut through his collar. In this case, the more dexterous the person is, the more dominant he is, Zhang Jinsheng pounced on Zhou Xuanyi at a clever angle, and then dodged flexibly, successfully cutting a hole in Zhou Xuanyi's thigh.

This is the practice of hunting large animals, don't be in a hurry to pick off the opponent's head, remove the opponent's limbs, and slowly boil until he loses his mobility.

Zhou Xuanyi snorted, and quickly guessed what Zhang Jinsheng's idea was, he simply threw away the long sword that was in the way, and slid a Western Regions knife in his sleeve.

The two of them held a knife in one hand and a palm push posture in the other, what dignity and decency are not worth mentioning at this time, the two are like warriors fighting duels in the most primitive tribes.

The two were entangled in embarrassment, arm to arm, dagger and knife fighting in the cramped space, and the slightest carelessness could be the enemy or themselves.

Several times, both of them almost took each other down, but the difference was a little bit of luck, they didn't give up, they were both excellent hunters, and they didn't admit defeat in this regard. Jin Ling wanted to help several times, but he didn't know how to join their circle, Jin Ling was very heavy, and could only lean against the corner to breathe.

Jin Ling looked at the two of them worriedly, she understood this state, both of them were fighting to the death, and everything was fought to the extreme. Jin Ling will not meddle in such a battle, it is an insult to anyone.

After a long while, the two finally stopped.

Zhou Xuanyi pressed on Zhang Jinsheng's body, the knife stabbed deeply into the opponent's chest, blood gushed out, Zhang Jinsheng's eyes widened, but he was not surprised, he seemed to have expected the end of death from the beginning.

Zhou Xuanyi gasped for breath, frightened, unable to believe that he had really succeeded, everything was like a dream.

Zhang Jinsheng glanced down at the hilt of the knife on his chest, and the things before his death became absurd, and he suddenly said, "It's true to worship the God of Wealth." ”

"What?" Zhou Xuanyi thought he had misheard.

"Hahahahaha, it's true that I worship the God of Wealth on the first day of every month. Blood flowed from the corners of Zhang Jinsheng's mouth, which quickly filled his mouth, making his words more and more blurred, like a bellows filled with wind, "Tell Chu Ruo, I can't ...... Marry her......"

Zhou Xuanyi thought of a woman on Baihua Street, who waited for the arrival of an assassin on the first day of every month, but couldn't wait from then on.

Zhang Jinsheng's eyes widened after this sentence, there was no sound, Zhou Xuanyi's hand was still pressed on his chest, in order to kill him completely, until Zhang Jin's life and death, Zhou Xuanyi never let go of the hand holding the hilt.

Zhou Xuanyi's eyes were a little blurry at this time, he heard Zhang Jinsheng's last words, Zhang Jinsheng was asking him to tell Chu Ruo that he couldn't marry her......

Zhou Xuanyi didn't feel anything when he was trained, even if he killed twenty-five people just now, he didn't feel it, they had no voice, no story, and no past to miss. Zhou Xuanyi didn't feel like killing Rao when he killed Rao, he felt that he was killing one "meat" after another. Just now, Zhang Jinsheng was one of them. But it was such a last sentence that made Zhou Xuanyi suddenly feel a little pain in his heart.

He killed a person, this was his first reaction, what he killed was a living person, from now on, there will be no more Zhang Jinsheng in the world.

Zhou Xuanyi felt a little nauseous, he wanted to let go of his hand holding the hilt, he could feel Zhang Jinsheng's temperature quickly subside, he could feel Zhang Jinsheng's blood slowly drying on the back of his hand. But he didn't seem to be able to control it, and his hand was so welded to the hilt that he couldn't let go of the evil knife for the rest of his life.

At this moment, a pair of hands held him, it was Fu Cheng.

"I'm here. Fu Cheng's voice was very low, and it crashed into Zhou Xuanyi's ears in a deep voice. When Zhou Xuanyi heard this, he let go of his hand, and his whole person softened like a puddle of mud.

Fu Cheng hugged Zhou Xuanyi from behind, and a pair of broad hands wrapped Zhou Xuanyi's tightly, "I'm here, don't be afraid." Fu Cheng repeated.

Zhou Xuanyi leaned on Fu Cheng's chest, feeling a heartbeat in the other party's chest, knock knock, knock knock, Zhou Xuanyi was drowsy because of such a voice, and finally felt an unprecedented tiredness.

Life ...... Fucheng Is that it? It's the second day of the new year, and the white crescent moon has not gone down, leaving a white shadow on it, shining coldly on everyone in the willow alley.

Most of the swordsmen in Liuyin Lane will rest on the first fifteenth day of the new year, and on the second day of the new year, they will slowly climb out of the cold alley to look for prey and see if there are any notices at the city gate. In Liuyin Lane, there are still a few people like Fu Cheng and Zhang Jinsheng, most of them are bounty hunters who watch and eat, and they can only shy away from the huge bounty of 20,000 taels, after all, Yang Lei's fate is too shocking.

Although they could not participate in the assassination, the swordsmen were watching the assassination of several masters with relish, and yesterday's incident had already come out, Fu Cheng and the Xianggong Zhou Xuanyi beside him planned to assassinate Zhang Jinsheng. For ordinary swordsmen, this matter is a joke.

Zhang Jinsheng means invincible, means never lose. A prey is going to assassinate an assassin?

Liu Sandao yawned and pushed open the door, he was a little impatient, he couldn't help but want to go to the broken temple in Fucheng to find out the news, can he still go back to the broken temple in Fucheng alive?

Liu Sandao was a little happy when he thought of this, he had been thinking about Song Chuan's ass for many years.

But as soon as he pushed open the door, he was stunned, and a smell of blood permeated the sky above Liuyin Lane, and Liu Sandao had never smelled such a strong smell of blood since he entered Liuyin Lane.

"Dead?" Liu Sandao muttered in his heart, and at the same time had bad conjectures.

He walked out quickly, and many people in the alley had already woken up early, with serious and angry expressions on their faces.

Liu Sandao's pace was a little hurried, almost running, and when he ran to the mouth of the alley of Liuyin Lane, his footsteps stopped suddenly, at that moment he didn't want to believe what he was looking at, and after making sure that it was not a dream, he couldn't help but start to tremble.

His first impression was of a huge mass of black flies, buzzing like locusts crossing the border, making a panicked buzzing sound.

There is a huge stone memorial arch at the mouth of Liuyin Lane, the memorial arch is engraved with three words of Liuyin Lane, and now these three words are bleeding, and the blood washes the three words of Liuyin Lane apart.

Something was shaking in front of him, and Liu Sandao recognized it at a glance, it was several upside-down corpses. Liu Sandao trembled his hands and counted them, a total of twenty-five, and the corpses hung upside down on the stone memorial arch, almost crushing the stone memorial arch in Liuyin Lane. The eyes of each corpse were wide open, and they were a terrifying look that did not blink to death.

The wounds were all very clear, either in the chest or in the throat, the blood had long since dried up, and there were buzzing flies all around.

"Go, go!" Liu Sandao's eyes were a little red, the people in Liuyin Lane had no feelings, but to some extent they were also a collective, how could anyone be so frustrated and furious like a prey on display at the mouth of the alley?

But there were too many flies around, and Liu Sandao couldn't catch up with it alone, so he was soon surrounded by flies. Suddenly, Liu Sandao's action to drive away flies stopped, and he saw the person in the middle clearly, with a horrific scar on his face, from his left eye to his chin, which was ...... Zhang Jinsheng?

Liu Sandao staggered back a few steps, impossible, how could this be Zhang Jinsheng?

Zhang Jinsheng has a supreme position in the hearts of the assassins in Liuyin Lane, Liu Sandao wanted to join Zhang Jinsheng's team several times, but he didn't find the right way, for Liu Sandao, Zhang Jinsheng is a legend that is absolutely impossible to break, and now it is ...... He's dead?

Liu Sandao couldn't believe that what he saw was Zhang Jinsheng, and he finally understood the strange expressions of the people on the side of the road, and in addition to anger, there was fear.

Fu Cheng and Zhou Xuanyi spread their fear over Liuyin Alley, like a ball of flies that could never be dispelled, and the buzz resounded in everyone's hearts.

At this time, there was a sound of cowbells, dingding, ding-

The sound of the cowbell makes people wake up from a dream, and the crow is coming.

The leader of the crow was called Old Man Wu, Old Man Wu smiled, his smile seemed to grow on his face, every time he saw him, he had such an expression, and now this expression was annoying to look at.

"Fourth Master Huang asked me to collect the body. Old man Wu bowed to everyone present.

Then the subordinates brought by Old Man Wu simply removed the corpse from the archway. Old man Wu specializes in collecting corpses, he has a sense of respect for death and corpses, and his subordinates move very lightly, and they don't simply and rudely let the corpses fall to the ground.

Old man Wu's subordinates stacked the corpses one by one on the ox cart, when he was doing these things, none of the swordsmen who stopped and watched in Liuyin Lane spoke, everyone seemed to be holding a funeral for a person, with a solemn expression on their faces, even if the swordsmen in Liuyin Lane were killed in battle, they were also a good man.

Soon, the body was cleaned up, and the men were busy cleaning the blood from the ground. And the old man Wu took a clean handkerchief, jumped out, jumped on the archway, he seemed to have no sound, fluttering on it, the back of the old man Wu seemed to be the white moon, he stood on the bloody willow alley archway, carefully scrubbed the plaque.

Willow Shade Lane has a new look - at least from the bright side.

The deaths of Zhang Jinsheng and his companions will soon be forgotten by the people of Liuyin Lane, who will respect the dead but will not remember the loser.

Old man Wu was accustomed to seeing ups and downs, and his smile did not change even a trace of arc at this time, he sat on the ox cart and said, "Life is like a dream, life and death are impermanent." ”

Old man Wu's old man's voice seemed to be singing, with the strange tune of Bailu City folk songs, "Life and death are impermanent." ”

Then the whip was gently raised, and the cowbell jingled again. Old man Wu left Liuyin Lane in the early morning with his ox convoy.

Zhang Jinsheng's experience planted seeds in every Liuyin Lane swordsman, some people completely broke their minds, but there were also people who held grudges and assassinated one after another, not for money, but for a bad breath in their hearts. Predictably, most of these people have failed.

And it was Huang Siye who stopped all this, Huang Siye didn't put on a score anymore, he only took Xiuxiu alone and walked into the broken temple in Fucheng in person, representing the entire Liuyin Lane to start peace talks.

For Huang Siye's arrival, Fucheng is not surprised, Huang Siye has lost too many people, and the assassination of Zhou Xuanyi has become an unlucky business, and every time he assassinates Liuyin Lane, he will lose a large number of masters, so it won't be long before the foundation of Liuyin Lane will be destroyed.

Zhou Xuanyi is not surprised, mainly because he doesn't know who Huang Siye is, the last time he went to Zhangjia Tavern in Fucheng, Zhou Xuanyi didn't follow, and he didn't know Huang Siye's score, in his opinion, Huang Siye is just a bit of a mysterious man.

The broken temple was not able to entertain Rao, so Huang Siye could only deign to sit at the stone table in the courtyard of the broken temple. But Huang Siye has excellent self-cultivation, and he has no dissatisfaction.

Zhou Xuanyi's injuries were not light, and his chest, arms, and thighs were wrapped in bandages. Especially the wound on the thigh, Zhou Xuanyi was pretending to be lame before, but now he is really lame. Zhou Xuanyi walked out with a limp on crutches and sat opposite Huang Siye.

Huang Siye said: "You are famous, son." ”

Zhou Xuanyi said: "What's the name?" Zhou Xuanyi thought of the previous Fucheng, and it was not a good sign to be famous in Liuyin Lane.

Huang Siye said: "They gave you a nickname, called Mr. Lame." "When Zhou Xuanyi was assassinated, he insisted on teaching in the school, and even if he was seriously injured, he would appear in Wande Academy as promised, which left a deep impression on the people of Liuyin Lane.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't say anything, when Mr. Lame heard it, he didn't have as good a reputation as a few masters on the rivers and lakes, such as the Iron Bloody Hand, the Cold-Blooded Knife, the Black Mother-in-law, not to mention the senior brother Shi Xuejian in Fucheng who went out of the river.

Mr. Lame simply describes Zhou Xuanyi, but Zhou Xuanyi doesn't think this name is ugly, but is a little proud, this name is earned by himself, just like seven taels of silver from Mr. Yu's side, although it is small and not in the stream, but it is also earned by him.

Huang Siye said: "I am not eligible to withdraw the reward. "When the reward order was placed, the prince did not give the silver, the bounty was used only after he succeeded, there is no monetary relationship between Huang Siye and the prince, at most there is only a face relationship, as for how the two of them solve it, it is not within Zhou Xuanyi's consideration.

But the withdrawal of the bounty order at this time is like an insult to Zhang Jinsheng and the dead swordsman, giving his life for a bounty order that is about to be withdrawn. Sometimes it's not about money, it's about rules and dignity, which are more valuable than a life.

Huang Siye continued: "I won't withdraw it on the surface, but I can let this bounty order die, I can guarantee that no one will trouble you next,"

This sentence is even more interesting, there are several dead bounty orders in Liuyin Lane, although the amount is huge, but because there are no clues or it is difficult to do, few people will turn it out and continue to run the school Now, Huang Siye wants Zhou Xuanyi's bounty order to be invalidated. This is the best solution in Fucheng's opinion.

Zhou Xuanyi said: "How can you guarantee it?"

Huang Siye smiled: "Young man, you have to believe me. ”

Zhou Xuanyi snorted coldly and said, "Why should I believe you?" Zhou Xuanyi's words made Fu Cheng a little surprised, Huang Siye was talking with Zhou Xuanyi for peace, but Zhou Xuanyi didn't seem to buy it.

Zhou Xuanyi lost his memory, but the essential difference between him and Fucheng is that Fucheng's way of thinking about problems is from rivers and lakes, while Zhou Xuanyi's way of thinking about problems is brought out of the temple. A person's empty promise is not called a promise, and without any substantive guarantee, it is not a peace talk at all. Now the relationship between Zhou Xuanyi and Huang Siye is very clear, and after the talks collapsed, Zhou Xuanyi continued to create a terrifying atmosphere in Liuyin Lane.

The idea of displaying the corpse at the mouth of Liuyin Lane was conceived by Fu Cheng, Zhou Xuanyi had just killed someone at that time, and the whole person was still very numb, and Fu Cheng was more familiar with this set of jungle rules. Obviously, the corpses of Zhang Jinsheng and his twenty-four companions are more deterrent to the enemy than Yang Lei.

Zhou Xuanyi can continue to concoct such a scene in Liuyin Lane, but Huang Siye can't bear it. Zhou Xuanyi is absolutely sure that he has the upper hand in this peace talks.

Sure enough, Huang Siye was silent for a while and said, "What conditions do you want?"

When Zhou Xuanyi was negotiating, Fucheng was basically confused, but the final effect was very significant, Huang Siye gave Zhou Xuanyi a personal guard of his own, only ten people, but it was enough for Zhou Xuanyi. The personal guard team is led by Huang Siye's personal servant, Xiuxiu girl, although she will not be loyal to Zhou Xuanyi, but she is on duty in shifts by Zhou Xuanyi's side, and the broken temple suddenly has its own guards.

As a result, Fu Cheng was amazed, because he didn't understand the verbal lawsuit between Zhou Xuanyi and Huang Siye at all, one person and one sentence, you come and go, with guns and sticks, and then it was done.

"What are you looking at?" After Huang Siye left, Zhou Xuanyi turned his head and saw Fu Cheng holding a cup of tea, leaning against the door frame, looking stupid.

"It's amazing. Fu Cheng praised from the bottom of his heart, and Fu Cheng deeply felt that if Zhou Xuanyi went to the court, that cold face and that mouth would definitely be able to fight the Confucians.

"That's it. Zhou Xuanyi smiled, and the tail in his heart was a little proud. At the same time, he was a little stunned, although Zhou Xuanyi rebelled against the prince from afar, how could Li Jianqing give up?