The yellow-robed man who had an unpleasant conversation with Zheng Sleeve walked out of the palace.

His pace of walking was very slow, except that he was constantly thinking, what happened in Changling today was destined to happen, and he didn't need to interfere anymore.

Regardless of Zheng Sleeve's opinion, today is the stage for Jiaodong County to officially set foot on Changling.

Yuanwu and Liangxiang will not refuse.

Because in a sense, the interests of Jiaodong County and Yuanwuhe are the same.

So in his opinion, today there are people who are destined to die.

Some people's lives and deaths depend on the choices they make.

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In the morning light, a young cultivator who looked very energetic walked into a courtyard of the Fanghou Mansion.

This remote and secluded courtyard was originally a retreat place for Fang Xiumu, and now it is a place for Fang Yi to recuperate.

Strangely, the young cultivator's face was somewhat similar to Fang Yan's, but Fang Yan had never seen this young cultivator.

Sitting on a wicker chair and draped in a thick blanket, his gaze left the fish in the pond that had sunk to the bottom of the pond because of the cold, and slowly raised his head.

Without his permission, no one would have been able to enter the courtyard.

Although his cultivation above the Lushan Alliance was completely wasted, and his hidden injuries were difficult to heal, he was after all a general who beheaded countless people and had countless loyal subordinates.

Being able to walk into here so calmly is not much different from going into the depths of the Great Floating Water Prison.

He narrowed his eyes slightly in the morning light, the sun illuminated half of his face golden, he didn't say a word, just looked at the young cultivator who looked a little like him.

This young cultivator, whom he had never seen before, walked up to him, and then knelt down directly, and said, "Father. ”

From the moment he entered the courtyard, the young practitioner had been extremely respectful, in every way, as if he had returned from a wanderer who had come to meet his father.

However, Fang Yan naturally knew that he could not have such a son.

"Changling is really a wonderful city, anything can happen, anything can be seen. ”

Fang Yu smiled bitterly with emotion, then looked at the young cultivator who was still kneeling on the ground, and asked, "Who asked you to come?"

"My name is Li Xin. The young cultivator didn't look up and said, "From today onwards, my name is Fang Xin. ”

"It's actually Li Xiang's person. ”

Fang Yan frowned, not hiding his disdain, "There are still people in my family, he is not afraid that my brother will come back and kill him?"

This young cultivator named Li Xin seemed to have known that Fang Yu would say such a thing, and he still said respectfully: "This is the current situation, as a reward for not interfering in the actions of Jiaodong County. ”

Fang Yu fell silent.

"If I don't agree, I don't want to have a son like you?" said after a long time, he looked at Li Xin, who was still kneeling on the ground.

"Then I'll kill you. Then he said to the public that you were too injured and died, and I would still be your illegitimate son in exile, and the heir and principal of the Fanghou Mansion. The outcome of things will not change in any way. Li Xin said without hesitation.

"Of course I don't want to see that happen, it's not good for either of us. After a pause, he raised his head, looked at Fang Yan sincerely, and then said, "If you don't agree, many people who disagree like you will die, and many people in Fang Hou's Mansion who don't recognize my identity will also die. Since the outcome won't change anything, it doesn't make sense. What's more, I am your son, you will live well, and Fanghou Mansion will inherit it well. ”

Fang Yan laughed: "Don't you need to worry about the thoughts of other Hou Mansions?"

Li Xin replied seriously: "You are recuperating here, and after all, you will no longer lead the army outside, so your news will not come quickly enough." Spring will be cut down Chu, there will be enough military exploits, there will be a new marquis, the thirteen marquis of Great Qin will die and the teeth will be cold, the weak will disappear, and the strong will stand, this is a natural replacement. For the vast majority of the princes' mansions, ensuring that these princes of Great Qin have enough strength to have one or two more families is much more important than the replacement of one family. ”

Fang Yan stopped looking at him, his eyes fell on the pond fish that were dormant like frozen at the bottom of the pond, and said slowly: "Since you have all thought it through, then what other opinions can I have." ”

Li Xin kowtowed again, and didn't say more, just said, "Father." ”

Since ancient times, only for the sake of power to recognize the thief as a father, but today there are cases of being forced to recognize the son. It's just that Fang Yan didn't think about this somewhat sarcastic thing, and when Li Xin got up, he asked, "What does Jiaodong County want to do?"

Li Xin did not hesitate and said, "Shen Xuan will die today." ”

Fang Yan sighed lightly.

The owner of the big floating water prison is dispensable for the entire Changling.

However, the sentence that is in charge of the criminal law and convicts hundreds of officials is a new giant.

No matter which side it looks like, when the people around Zheng Sleeve die one by one, and no one can use Zheng Sleeve to use Shen Xuan, Shen Xuan is naturally Zheng Sleeve's henchman and one of the most important chess pieces.

Jiaodong County didn't want Zheng Sleeve's wings to be too full.

The two ministers do not want to see such a new giant.

The royal family did not want to see that there was a criminal law that could implicitly restrain the royal power.

Even the Li family back then couldn't bear so much dislike and unwillingness, let alone Shen Xuan today.

Shen Xuan is the great master of the Seven Realms, and his cultivation is very high.

However, this has nothing to do with cultivation, because the entire Changling seems to be about to Shen Xuan's death.

So who else can keep him from dying?

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In the morning light, Shen Xuan was drinking in the courtyard.

Ordinary people in Changling drink tea in the early morning, and only drunkards can't wait to pour a glass of wine at the beginning of the morning.

Shin Hyun is not an alcoholic.

He drank alcohol in the early morning, just because he was in the depths of the big floating prison all the year round, and there was too much cold and damp qi in his body, and drinking alcohol was conducive to qi and blood. And a moderate amount of wine can make the flow of qi and blood faster, making his mind clearer.

He never drank much when he was in a large floating prison, let alone after he became a prisoner.

The mansion of the Torture Order was very close to the Imperial City, but the residence where he lived was slightly remote.

After the queen gave him enough power, his life was naturally equipped with the Changling giants, and his mansion was not much more worried than the prime minister's mansion at this time.

However, since he was in charge of the Da Floating Water Prison, he was not liked by the Changling magnates, and it was even worse after becoming a prison sentence, so although the house was complete with cars and horses, in terms of employing people, all aspects were intentionally or unintentionally difficult. The arrangements available to him are almost all mediocre talents who are not wanted or even disliked after being selected by various divisions.

Even so, his subordinates are still understaffed and not fully staffed.

At this time, outside his mansion, it was deserted, only a carriage was waiting, and an official standing next to the carriage was still yawning.

Lacking people to deliberately welcome and arrange, although his mansion covers an extremely wide area, it seems to be a little decadent after a winter, especially not many fresh flowers and plants, and the color is yellow and gray.

It's just that Shen Xuan, who drank warm wine by himself, didn't care.

For him, no matter how bad the scenery outside is, it is much stronger than the gloomy water prison in the big floating water prison.

People who often deal with death have a far more acute sense of death than ordinary people, and it was in this early morning that it seemed to be no different from the past, Shen Xuan suddenly smelled the breath of death.

A drop of blood appeared in the center of the eyebrow of the official, who was still yawning beside the carriage, like a rich red mole.

Then the officer's breathing stopped, he yawned, and died.

A yellow-robed man appeared in front of him, then pushed open the hidden courtyard door and walked into Shen Xuan's mansion.

The man in the yellow robe had a gentle face, slightly chubby but not too fat, and looked very amiable.

It's just that he came to kill Shen Xuan, but he casually killed an official who had almost nothing to do with it, and any truly amiable cultivator would never do such a thing.

Shen Xuan drank all the remaining wine in the pot in one gulp.

When this distinctive yellow robe appeared in his sight, he had already stood up, took a deep breath, and his chest and abdomen bulged high, as if to suck all the air and morning light in this courtyard into his chest and lungs.

Shen Xuan definitely doesn't like nonsense, it's just that his identity at this time is a torture order.

So after taking a deep breath, he looked at the yellow-robed man who appeared in his sight and said, "I can be sure that although that official is mediocre, he has never committed any crime, and you don't have any power to execute him, and attacking and killing the court official is a capital crime." ”

Hearing his words, the yellow-robed man laughed with interest, "So what you mean is that you can condemn me, so you have a reason to kill me, but I originally came to kill you, and who kills who only depends on who can kill whom." ”

"It's important. ”

Listening to his arrogant words, Shen Xuan said indifferently: "The important thing is that as long as the law is on this side, as long as you can't kill me, I will still be punished." ”

The yellow-robed man smiled.

The morning light between him and Shen Xuan seemed to dim.

Shen Xuan let out a low and loud shout, his figure floated sharply to the left, and a sword aura swept against his right neck, cutting out a shallow red line.

This is a truly invisible sword qi that is born with thoughts.

"Heart Sect!"

Shen Xuan's figure was still in the morning light, but the voice had already sounded.

There was undisguised shock in his voice.

This yellow-robed man was obviously a powerful cultivator in Jiaodong County, but what he used was the Heart Sword of the Heart Sect!

The yellow-robed man's face was full of a cat-and-mouse playful look, and Shen Xuan's ability to avoid this sword made him find it even more interesting.

"Good vision. ”

He smiled playfully, and was not in a hurry to make a move, and said: "I am Zheng Bainiao, the second uncle of Empress Zheng Sleeve, seventeen years ago, my identity was the true disciple of the Heart Sect, among the disciples of that generation, I ranked ninth in the order of entry, but most of the practice records of the Heart Sect were left by me." ”

Shen Xuan's figure paused at this time, the afterimage around him disappeared, but the wind was still flowing sharply, making his body seem to be slowly precipitating out in a layer of transparent mist.

His face was much paler.

He didn't have any interest in Zheng Bainiao's cultivation history, but he knew very well that in the past few decades, there were only a few cultivators in the entire Heart Sect who could comprehend the Heart Mind Sword and use it perfectly.

These cultivators were all geniuses like Yi Xin, who participated in the Minshan Sword Society.

The strongest strength of the Heart Sect lies in the Heart Sword.

The most terrifying and difficult thing to prevent about the Mind Sword is that it is born with thoughts, directly born in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi outside the opponent's body, and there is no distance between it and the opponent's body at all.

Just like the sword that swept through his neck, it was a sword that was directly attached to his right neck, cutting into his body.

If there is no distance, there will be no time to react.