The green sleeves vibrated lightly, and the thin green steel sword that fell into the rain buzzed and flew up, returning to Song Xiaoxiao's hands.

He glanced back at Luo Fan, who had fallen behind him, and made sure that he had not been seriously injured except for some small bloody boys, nodded and put his sword back into its sheath, then handed the bladeless long sword to Luo Fan, and walked towards the front of the alley.

Walking to the corner of Hengyi Street of Fengbo Pavilion, Song Xiaoxiao stopped, looked at the thin and tall old man and said, "Thank you!"

Luo Fan raised his arm to wipe the rain off his forehead, looked in the direction Song Xiaoxiao was walking, and looked at the black-shirted man who had just been invincible, kneeling in the rain, his eyes were dull, and he was unresponsive, and after being silent for a long time, he asked, "Is this your hole card?"

"No," Song Xiaoxiao pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and responded: "This is one of the strongest talismans of the Great Qin Empire, he just used rain as ink, heaven and earth as words, and streets and alleys as strokes, and drew a rune, at this time, the heaven and earth vitality in the body of the black-shirted man was all mobilized by the rune, so he lost all senses." As I explained to you, once that hole card is revealed, no one dares to move the entire capital, so there is no way to know how many cards those nobles have in their hands and what they want. ”

"However, with the appearance of this rune master, it seems that someone has intervened. Song Xiaoxiao looked at the tall and thin old man, paused for a moment and then said: "It seems that the appearance of the demon cultivator has already had some signs, which has aroused the alarm of the world, but the person in the other carriage will not appear again." ”

"Is there anyone in the other carriage?"

"Hmm. A man named Wutong, he shouldn't be coming. ”

Luo Fan frowned, handed the spear from his right hand to his left, and asked, "Why." ”

Song Xiaoxiao looked back at the black mask on Luo Fan's face, and said with a smile: "It's not easy for me to produce a cultivator genius in Daqin, not to mention that it is still a genius named by Tianshan Academy, for this genius, the academy has broken the routine and recruited exceptionally, you may encounter it in the academy in the future." After pausing for a moment, he looked at the tall and thin old man and continued: "He is not coming, and more importantly, some people do not want to see him die at our hands. ”

"I don't have the confidence you have. Luo Fan thought back to the repeated battles tonight, thinking of those powerful cultivators, not to mention the black-shirted man, although he didn't see him exert all his strength, he was controlled by this rune master, and the battle situation didn't know what the result was, if he wasn't under the protection of Song Xiaoxiao, he might have died a long time ago, and said with emotion: "Count the dead grass, is it possible that you even count the demon cultivator and the rune master?"

Song Xiaoxiao didn't return to this question, and said with a twist: "Walk with me?"

Luo Fan raised his right arm, wiped the rain from the hilt of the gun with his sleeve, and then turned it back on his back, dropped the bladeless sword into his waist, and nodded.

The rain was lighter than before, and it was falling in the streets and alleys around the Fengbo Pavilion, and the thin and tall old man lifted the black-shirted man, and suddenly disappeared after a few ups and downs.

Song Xiaoxiao's hand left the hilt of the sword, behind him, walking on the quiet street, the green shirt on his body was still straight, and his face was still calm, but it was a few points paler than before the battle, and there seemed to be no change in other than that, and he never took it to heart when the demon cultivator appeared.

Luo Fan followed behind him, tearing off the corner of his clothes and piercing the wound on his left arm as he walked, although the blood wounds were shallow and thin, but he came out of the border battlefield, he was still used to saving every drop of blood and strength.

On the wet street of Yuxiang, the two of them walked around the Fengbo Pavilion, like a pair of lion brothers and tigers who had just begun to patrol their territory after a bloody battle.

Walking back to the main gate of the Song Mansion, a faint look of exhaustion appeared on Song Xiaoxiao's face, he rubbed his eyebrows, lifted the hem of his green shirt, and sat on the wet stone steps.

Several remnants of the Great Qin soldiers rushed towards him shouting.

Luo Fan pulled out the spear behind his back with his backhand, and picked it in front of him, each shot shadow would stab an opponent, and the Qin soldiers who rushed to the front of the stone steps fell in front of the steps like trees, and at the same time his mouth kept muttering: "People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed, I will pick you away with one shot, and I will kill you with two shots......"

Song Xiaoxiao sat on the wet stone steps, tiredly supporting his body with the scabbard, looking at the scene in front of him, the brightness in his eyes became thicker and thicker, he had already seen the shadow of the army's marksmanship in Luofan's marksmanship, but more exquisite choices of timing and direction were only realized between life and death.

Luofan's gun is calm and even simple, but occasionally it is as weird and fluttering as raindrops, and always adheres to a principle, that is, the gun is the most labor-saving, but the place where the gun falls must be the weakest part of the opponent.

"That's the real homicidal marksmanship. ”

Song Xiaoxiao looked at the flickering shadow of the gun, recalled those pictures in the battle, Luo Fan's strong will and excellent judgment ability, and then thought of his real age, and couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart: "It's a pity that the little guy can't practice, otherwise the future of the Great Qin Empire will definitely occupy an extremely important position." ”

Looking at the corpse in front of the mansion that was soaked like rotten wood by the rain, and looking at the young man who was wheezing with a spear, Song Xiaoxiao smiled slightly and said: "Can you kill a little poetic? ”

Luo Fan turned around, the spear on his shoulder brought up a stream of blood, he looked at the middle-aged man on the stone steps, pointed to the night rain falling from the sky, panted and said: "The wetness has always been there, as for the hoe...... Where is it so tiring to kill someone?

.........

.........

The sky gradually brightened, Song Xiaoxiao changed her clothes, wearing a white robe with a green steel sword at her waist, which had the taste of a scholar.

"Let's go, let you see my hole cards. Looking at Luo Fan, who was dressed in black with a bladeless sword hanging from his waist, he said with a smile.

When Luo Fan picked out clothes, he had to be black, and when he couldn't resist him, he just let him unload his spear and bow and arrow.

Today's capital must be very lively. Luo Fan, who had experienced a night of fighting, was very tired, but the shadow of the gun and the blood light in the rainy night made him a little excited, thinking about the pictures that happened in various places at this time, guessing Song Xiaoxiao's hole cards, and speculating about where he was going, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

The summer rain stopped suddenly, and the beautiful sun greeted without saying a word and drilled out from behind the rain clouds, and when the sky shone on the birds jumping in the treetops, a carriage quietly stopped at the gate of the Song Mansion, and a young man who looked like a small guy walked down from the car, without saying a word, pushed open the half-closed door, looked at the two people who had just been dressed neatly and slightly suppressed their jaws, and said coldly: "Let's go!"

Luo Fan looked at the little guy and noticed that this person's eyebrows and eyes were calm but seemed to show a little arrogance, and from the other party's mediocre Adam's apple and the standing posture that was slightly different from ordinary people, it could be seen that this guy should be a little father-in-law in the palace.

Luo Fan speculated that Song Xiaoxiao's backstage must be in the palace, and at this time, a little eunuch came to pick him up, so he naturally didn't feel too shocked, he glanced at Song Xiaoxiao with a raised eyebrow, and asked with his eyes if he had to prepare something.

Song Xiaoxiao waved her shirt lightly, smiled, didn't speak, raised her steps and walked towards the carriage of the mansion.

Luo Fan looked at it, hurriedly followed, and slowly walked behind Song Xiaoxiao without surpassing a single step. He was a little worried that the other party would make it difficult for them if he didn't receive the red envelope, but he didn't think that the little father-in-law didn't care, but smiled slightly as if he admired Luo Fan, nodded at him and walked out of the mansion.

In some cramped carriages, the little eunuch closed his eyes all the way to recuperate, looking at his previous performance, he should have no opinions, and it was not that he disdained to speak, but he was habitually cautious outside the palace.

Luo Fan felt so quiet, lifted the corner of the curtain and looked at the streetside scenery, only to see the beautiful sunshine, the people of the capital walking between the markets with smiles on their faces, the business of the shops everywhere was booming, and the time could not be heard a few shouts of calling friends, where could I see the shadow of the bloody fight in the rivers and lakes last night?

I don't know how long it took, but two rows of willow shade obscured the view, and a comfortable shadow covered the stone path through which the carriage passed, not from the willow trees, but from the imperial city behind the willow trees and behind the moat.

Great Qin is the first male country in the world, the capital is naturally the first male city, the Great Qin Imperial Palace inherits the magnificent bearing of the Qin people for thousands of years, the vermilion wall is thick and yellow eaves like a sword, the atmosphere is magnificent and solemn, not like the three palaces and six courtyards in the seventy-second century in the early morning flow of fat into the noble land, but more like a Xiongguan standing in the center of Daqin.

Of course, the country with force has its own bearing.

Luo Fan looked up at the majestic imperial city, his eyes looked down the extremely high vermilion city wall to the head of the city like a black dot The soldiers of the Great Qin Praetorian Guard, his expression was calm and usual, but he was silently admiring in his heart.

Unfortunately, the carriage did not enter through the main entrance of Suzaku, but went around the moat for half a circle, and then drove in through a very inconspicuous side door.

The carriage entered the palace, drove slowly on those not spacious lanes, and did not know how to turn many corners, and his vision was all obscured by the high wall and cornices next to the car, and he could only see the sky cut into pieces by the corners of the eaves, and he did not have a chance to see the whole palace at all, only felt that the palace inside was extremely high.

In the miscellaneous room where a blue lake could be seen in the distance, the little father-in-law took Luo Fan and Song Xiaoxiao to get out of the carriage and start walking, and the three of them walked along the dense bamboo sea by the lake for about a few cups of tea, passed through a wide rain corridor supported by red columns, and walked to a row of inconspicuous small halls before stopping.

What made Luo Fan feel a little puzzled and even wary was that he didn't see any guards for such a long journey, not even a single eunuch and palace maid.

The little eunuch turned his head, looked at the two of them expressionlessly, and said: "This is the imperial study, the troublesome prince is waiting here, Mr. Song, please come with me, Your Highness has something." ”

Luo Fan didn't know what he meant, and looked at Song Xiaoxiao beside him with wide eyes, full of inquiry.

"Don't worry, it's okay, you just stay here, and someone will naturally come to see you then. ”

The most secret place for men is not the bedroom, but the study.

He can read forbidden books in the study on a snowy morning in winter, he can look at the Spring Palace naked in the study at dusk in summer, he can write warm love letters in the study on a warm afternoon in spring, and he can knead it in the middle of the night in autumn.

There is no disturbance from the yellow-faced woman here, no children's frolic, and all private and happy things can be done openly and openly through the fragrance of ink scrolls and books, and no one will disturb you.

The emperor is also a man, the imperial study is naturally his most private place, I don't know how many major events in history, how many palace filthy things have happened in the imperial study, if it is not the emperor's most trusted cronies or ready to give absolute trust to the cronies, absolutely not qualified to enter the imperial study.

Entering the imperial study, does it mean that the matter of the fourth princess is better solved, so did he promise to help him in the Tianshan Academy to ask for the Qianye Ice Lotus to speed up the process.

Thinking with emotion, Luo Fan didn't know when the little eunuch and Song Xiaoxiao had quietly left, and when he woke up, he found that the imperial study was already empty.

Being in the strange and strict palace, there was no one he knew, and the cool and pleasant environment suddenly became a little gloomy, even if he was as bold as him, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, standing in front of the porch and waiting for a while, he suddenly remembered whether he should go in first?

Just as he was thinking, a heavy voice sounded in his ears: "I heard, you want three flowers?"