As the night galloped, a fast horse swept through the narrow street, and its hurried look made many people sitting peacefully in front of the fire look sideways, including Fan Ru and Jian Ming, of course.

The night in the small pavilion was even deeper than outside.

Except for the heating fire, there is not even a single light here.

Fan Ru slowly withdrew his gaze from the window.

Fan Ru turned his head and looked at the sword nest in the shadows, his knees bent, his eyes revealing despair.

Ever since learning of Luo Kuo's death, there was only despair left in Jian Ming's eyes.

In any case, Jian Ming is the captain of the five-person assassination team this time, and he is absolutely responsible for Luo Kuo's death.

In the past, I was born and died under orders, and I didn't feel the weight of death, but it wasn't until someone died under his command this time that I realized that this weight was simply unbearable.

There was fire in Jian Ming's heart, a death rage.

The sword was eager to rush out at once, letting the blood dye the entire snow, but he still had to hide it until all his impulses were gone.

In this corner, Jian Ying sat day and night, and when he opened his eyes, he quietly watched the dust in the air fall in a very light and slow posture, and when his eyes were closed, he sank into a boundless nightmare from which it was difficult to break free.

Fan Ru spoke.

"That's the fast horse of Yinjunfang. ”

Jian Ming lowered his head, and he really didn't have anything to say.

Fan Ru continued.

"If I'm not mistaken, the person sitting right away is Xiang Shaotong. ”

Fan Ru was originally a thoughtful person, and since he agreed to Lu Muqing to come to sue for peace, he must have done a careful study of the intertwined forces in Yinjunfang.

Among the three major factions, the elder faction is a generation of veteran qualifications, and it only needs to open its mouth slightly to make people obey; while the Shaozhuang faction has formed another force under the shrewdness and strength of the three "flyings"; as for Duan Weihan's neutral Wuwei faction, the people who support it are the least, after all, who is not willing to gain some power in the gang! But the Wuwei faction still exists, and in this, it is Xiang Shaotong who has contributed more.

Fan Ru muttered.

"Traveling overnight, walking in such a hurry, it seems that Luo Kuo's identity may be found out. ”

Hearing "Luo Kuo", Jian Ming couldn't help but raise his head, and his eyes were slightly scarlet.

"We're exposed?"

Fan Ru smiled, Fan Ru said.

"What do you think Luo Kuo is?"

Jian Ming's eyes gradually misled, and he shook his head involuntarily. Although he commanded the five-person team, he really didn't know much about the rest of the people.

Confucianism.

"What do you think the rest of them are?"

Jian Ming only felt that he was being kept in the dark, and his heart couldn't help but be fragile.

Fan Ru continued.

"Some of these people used to be ghost soldiers, some were even defected from Yinjunfang before, and of course, there were spies who were once planted in the horse road. The arrest, torture, interrogation, or investigation of any of these people will not deal a real blow to us. ”

"It's just you, you're a close confidant of the owner. ”

"You alone can't fall into the hands of others. ”

The sword was silent.

At this time, there was a figure flickering outside the window, and it was actually flickering in front of the small pavilion where the two lived.

Fan Ru hurriedly called someone to stop him, and also looked down through the window lattice.

It's just that Fan Ru looked at it for a while, but he couldn't help but shake his head.

Jian Ming still noticed the difference between Fan Ru, and Jian Ming Dao.

"What's wrong?"

Confucianism.

"How does this person seem to be Jiang Jiujin!"

Sword Ying frowned slightly.

"Which Jiang Jiujin?"

Confucianism.

"Jiang Jiujin who is making trouble in Crow City. ”

Jian Ming couldn't help but say.

"Isn't Jiang Jiujin already killed by the remnants of the sky! Could it be that you are mistaken?"

It's such a dark night, and anyone can be wrong.

But everyone who is Confucian knows people, but always looks at the face, but at the body, posture, and action. Unless a person can be reborn, he can't hide from the eyes of ordinary people. It also has the ability to never forget, as long as it is carefully looked at, it will rarely be missed.

Fan Ru was silent for a long time.

Fan Ru is still the Tao.

"Perhaps. ”