Decades ago, for some reason, a sick scholar swore in Jiangnan City that he would never take another step out of "Jiangnan".

The sick scholar also did what he said, and really never left the city again. Hence the name of Zhenjiangnan. So no one thought that he would break the ring on this day, even if he did a little circumvention with word games, but breaking the ring is breaking the ring.

Qiao Zhenyuan pursed his lips, but was speechless.

According to Qiao Zhenyuan's logic, whoever is stronger is the winner, and whoever is justified will be justified. Then, the one who is justified now is the sick scholar. Even if the sick scholar broke his word and got fat, where could anyone be held accountable with him - even if there were, that person was by no means Qiao Zhenyuan. Therefore, Qiao Zhenyuan could only say: "All the staff of Zhenyuan Dart Bureau, here to welcome Zhenjiangnan!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. The sick scholar coughed and smiled, as if he was unaware of Qiao Zhenyuan's strange demeanor.

In other words, he didn't care if what Qiao Zhenyuan said was true or not.

Qiao Zhenyuan gritted his teeth, he pushed away the subordinates who were supporting, limped in front of the sick scholar, and let a line of blood leave on the ground. Even if the dart situation is weak now, this hero has no intention of giving in:

"So, Zhenjiangnan. Did you come to pick up my niece at her invitation?"

"What do you think?"

"If yes, then I'm really sorry to let you run for nothing. As the so-called eldest brother is like a father, because her father Situ is sick in bed and unconscious, so her niece came to my dart game, and unfortunately encountered this unfortunate catastrophe. Fortunately, God blessed, it's okay now...... It stands to reason that she should be sheltered by my uncle, without the intervention of outsiders. If you forcibly plunder, the dart game is indeed powerless to stop it, but I believe that even if the dignified Jiangnan is powerful in the world, it will naturally abide by the rules. ”

Qiao Zhenyuan said a lot of rare words.

The more he spoke, the more he said about his weakness.

But he did say one thing right.

According to the world's opinion, Zhenjiangnan has no reason to take Sinan away no matter what.

"Niece, uncle, hmph, there are ...... people in the world who want to marry their niece" Ling Qianshan couldn't help but sneer, he was just about to fight the grievances, exposing Qiao Zhen's far-sighted people who talk about human words and ghosts, and seem to be like the chief of the public who understands the language of birds and beasts, but in fact, he is a well-dressed beast, so he was forcibly covered by Sinan, and he couldn't talk for a while.

And Zhenjiangnan turned a deaf ear to this. He coughed violently, as if he was going to vomit out his liver and gallbladder, and then groped in his robe for a while before he could take Zhang Wen out:

"That's why I'm here. ”

Qiao Zhenyuan took the document with a suspicious face, only to see the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing on it:

Around March of the fifth year of Zhun Xining, the greeters were in Jiangnan and protected the small village to which the Shengxian Village belonged, and the officials saw it and let him go.

The prince of the country is allowed to give it to him.

Qiao Zhenyuan only felt that the three words of Shengxianzhuang were extremely dazzling, and at the same time, he also knew the power behind this official document, if it was Shengxianzhuang, it would make sense, it could indeed send Zhenjiangnan out to do things in name, and even the Honglong Society would not dare to offend.

Because it is the Chai family who is in charge of the Sage Village.

Among the four families, one was beheaded all over the house, and the other was reduced to a merchant sitting and selling, both of which either only exist in their names or only in fact, although the people in the rivers and lakes will be somewhat taboo, but they dare to bite a few bites when they are in a hurry, and you don't see Qiao Zhenyuan not looking at the young master of the Ling family at all. But the remaining two can't be offended in any way. The Hua family won the world, the king is above the court, and it can be respected, but the Chai family, which has been prosperous since the Tang Dynasty and transformed into a bureaucratic family after the Zhou and Song dynasties, makes people feel real fear.

Because the Chai family is the Chai family of the scholars, and the Chai family of the world's bureaucrats.

At the peak of the Zhou Dynasty, the six generations of the Chai family were in the same room, and the history books were rare, and it was the power of the government and the opposition in the real sense.

As the saying goes, the protégé of the Son of Heaven.

In fact, they are all Chai protégés.

According to rumors, in the Shengxian Village, there can be thousands of people above the right to know the state, and their relationship crisscrosses a network of power, so that "the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu" This sentence is completely realized, so that the world's talents are gathered here, and the ancient Jixia School Palace is just like this.

And the small sage village is a threshold set by the sage village. Whether it is recommended by others or self-recommended, all students will first pass the exam of Little Sage Village and stand out in Little Sage Village before they can go to Sage Village.

"The little sage village has a send, and the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau must obey it. Qiao Zhenyuan's tone softened a little, but he still asked, "But what does this have to do with my niece?"

Zhen Jiangnan smiled slightly, "Look down." ”

Qiao Zhenyuan looked down patiently, and there were some obscure words on it, such as what was applied for, and it must be given to the person who was given it, and the official article of the person, Qiao Zhenyuan had a headache, similar to these high-sounding things, they were all taken care of by the big shopkeeper before, Qiao Zhenyuan just wanted to call the big shopkeeper to come over and react, and then remembered that he had already killed the shopkeeper, and the body was still pressed under the ruins. He could only resist his impatience and browse directly to the end, the bottom of which were two short lines:

Shengyuan Ling Qianshan, originally from the Luzhou Chengling clan.

The inscription is marked as Little Sage Village.

After Qiao Zhenyuan finished browsing, he looked at Ling Qianshan, and saw that the young swordsman was inexplicably cold, and then Qiao Zhenyuan said in a deep voice:

"I see, you're here to pick up this young man. Then, I'll have someone send you a gift money to escort you out of town. ”

"Huh?"

This time it was Zhen Jiangnan's turn to tilt his head, he took the Wen Mu over, looked down, and said embarrassedly:

"Sorry, I took it wrong. ”

The scholar took out another document from his robe.

"This is. ”

The content on the document is similar to that of the previous Lingqianshan, and there is not much difference, the only difference is only one place. Qiao Zhenyuan almost couldn't believe his eyes:

"It's ...... How is that possible?"

Ling Qianshan snatched Qiao Zhenyuan's document with his hand, and he hurriedly read it until the last column of the student's name. Her name is clearly written on it with a brush.

Shengren Sinan.

Why did she know that the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau and the Honglong Club were really the same thing, but she still had to rush over? This question finally has a perfect answer.

But then a new problem emerged.

Since she had already invited the strongest reinforcements, why didn't she go directly to Zhenjiangnan, but instead went around and came to Zhenyuan Dart Bureau on purpose?

"Is it ......?"

Qiao Zhenyuan's eyes flickered, and his heart moved, and he looked at Sinan in disbelief.

Only now did he understand how ridiculous the idea of seeing her as a trophy was. She's simply sugar-coated arsenic, the kind that doesn't poison people and doesn't stop.

Sinan shrugged, and an extremely playful smile appeared on his bright face.

This smile acquiesced to everything. Although she didn't say that, everyone in the game thought she was laughing and saying, "It's fun to watch dogs eat dogs, right?" ”

Ling Qianshan's reaction was also dissatisfied, and he quickly figured it all out. Then, he couldn't help laughing, and the boy laughed vividly, as if it was a knife, stabbing everyone in the heart, making all the ambitions and all the enthusiasm just now a joke.

Several of the dart masters' weapons fell from their hands, and their wavering could no longer be concealed.

Maybe it's just an illusion, but the gray on Qiao Zhenyuan's temples has been dyed from his hair to his pupils. Qiao Zhenyuan knew that with Sinan's poisonous trick, the hearts of the people in the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau were completely scattered. Although the torii is still there, from this moment on, in fact, the dart game itself has collapsed and ceased to exist.

"You're really poisonous. He stared at Sinan viciously.

"The poisonous and weak only wail, only the fate of being plundered, and never have the right to resist. Sinan shook his head, what she said was exactly what Qiao Zhenyuan himself said not long ago, when he said it to the dead Zhou Jin, at that time he would never have thought that in less than a quarter of an hour, this sentence would become his epitaph, "Now, you understand what the weak are thinking." Savor it. ”

"Taste, I'm not going to be a weakling!"

Qiao Zhenyuan suddenly put both hands together, and the long-handled broadsword was pulled out of thin air from the ground and flew to his palm. At the same time, a blue dragon hovered on the broadsword, wrapped in a chaotic wind blade, evoking an unprecedented tornado, sweeping everything in the dart game, and there was no distinction between the enemy and the enemy. The dart masters, who had not held their weapons steady before, were caught off guard, and before they could figure out the situation, their heads were cut off by the wind blade.

Zhen Jiangnan stepped in front of Sinan and helped her block the wind and waves. The scholar seemed to be thinking about something, and he didn't mean to make a move at all.

"Are you crazy?!" Ling Qianshan reluctantly stuck his sword on the ground, holding the sword so that it would not be blown away by the wind and waves, "What you are killing is your own subordinates!"

"Crazy? No, I'm calm. Next time, three years...... No, this time it only takes a year, and I can call on more powerful guys to build an organization that is bigger than the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau. At that time, no matter whether it is Hong Laohu or Zhenjiangnan, they will all kneel down for me!"

In Feng's eyes, Qiao Zhenyuan said coldly.

"So, you're all going to die here for me. ”

Canglong wandered in the ruins of the dart game, the scales of the minions were all sharp weapons, as Qiao Zhenyuan wielded the long knife, it seemed to have its own sanity, and continued to devour the physically exhausted dart masters, until the dragon head rushed towards the three people led by Zhen Jiangnan.

Ling Qianshan desperately lowered his body, and between the lightning and flint, he finally figured out the strange appearance in front of him: "No, this is an illusion!"

"It's late!" Qiao Zhenyuan smiled and waved the big knife, and Canglong rushed in front of the three of them with his teeth and claws. The front dragon claw, its very front end, had already pierced into Ling Qianshan's chest.

Zhen Jiangnan clapped his hands.

"I see. The sick scholar suddenly realized, "It turned out to be an illusion!"

The dragon's head, the storm, the smiling Qiao Zhenyuan, and the blood-spattered Ling Qianshan were all fixed at this moment. Perhaps, their minds are still active, but everything, along with time, is locked in this small world. The only one who could move was the sick scholar, and he struggled to take one step after another, until the scholar squeezed into the solidified tornado and came to Qiao Zhenyuan.

Then, Zhen Jiangnan vomited blood and gently patted Qiao Zhenyuan's shoulder.

Time has resumed its flow.

The dart game was full of desolation, and the dying and undead dart masters looked blankly at their crazy dart heads.

In other words, it was to look at the position where Qiao Zhenyuan was originally standing.

There was only a pool of bright red blood on the ground, and there was no shapeless flesh foam. 、

He's gone, completely, gone.