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Chapter 27 Second Prince: Listen to me, thank you...

Fan Xian was riding a horse at this time. To be precise, he was sitting in a carriage. The man driving the carriage was Teng Zijing. Because of Fan Xian's help, he willingly became Fan Xian's bodyguard.

The two of them were on their way to Zuixianju. Fan Xian closed his eyes tightly and was still thinking about what Zhao Jie said in his mind. The news about the museum really shocked him.

Compared with the museum, the so-called struggle for imperial power seems extremely ridiculous...

Decades later, it will be nothing more than a handful of loess...

He turned to look out the window and suddenly felt that this place looked familiar, "This place looks familiar!"

"How can I not be familiar with it? This is the place where you beat Guo Baokun violently the night before yesterday!"

Teng Zijing had a smile on his face. He didn't expect that he, a small figure in the Supervisory Yuan, would one day beat up the son of the Minister of Household Affairs.

Fan Xian couldn't help but laugh. This is a treasured place of Feng Shui. Guo Baokun was beaten severely here. The key is to admit defeat and get beaten in vain. "This street is quite memorable! What is the name of this street?"

?”

"Niulan Street! Speaking of which, I remembered that you still owe me a cow!"

"Don't worry, I keep my word. After I return to Danzhou, not just one cow, but two cows will do."

"One cow is better." Teng Zijing said seriously, "My wife is currently weak and still looks after the children. One cow is enough for the living in the field. Two cows are a bit of a waste. When my child grows up, I can pass it on to him.

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"A cow, do you still want it to be a family heirloom?" Fan Xian was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. "I see that you are in a good mood. This is the first time I have seen you smile after we have known each other for so long."

"Yesterday, my son called me and he could talk. The first thing he called was me. It was me..."

Teng Zijing looked extremely excited. The feeling of becoming a father for the first time, the feeling of being born in his bones, is really, really difficult to describe in words.

"congratulations!"

Fan Xian also felt joy from the bottom of his heart. Before he finished speaking, his whole expression changed, "Get away! There is an assassin!"

In an instant, two masked women jumped down from the nearby house and rushed towards the carriage. They raised their crossbows and roared through the air.

Teng Zijing and Fan Xian hurriedly escaped. Fortunately, they were both practicing practitioners. Although they were a little embarrassed by the sneak attack, they were still able to withstand it.

But before the two of them could breathe a sigh of relief, Fan Xian caught a glimpse of the giant crossbow hidden in the alley. It was a large crossbow and was used to defend the city. Its lethality was extremely terrifying!

Who is it?

Fan Xian quickly flew past, and a crossbow arrow whizzed past, directly shooting the panicked horse through. It neighed in pain, which was so miserable.

Before he could rejoice, another huge thing rushed out from the side. Its thick thigh-like arms directly grabbed Fan Xian's throat, like pinching a chicken. From top to bottom, he hit the ground heavily.

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"don't want!"

Teng Zijing's face was so frightened that he knew the huge creature in front of him, a well-known master on the list of the Overwatch Council.

Cheng Jushu, an eighth-level master of the Northern Qi Dynasty, has an ugly appearance but is gifted with supernatural powers. He can compete with a ninth-level master, but he is definitely not something he can afford to offend...

Because he will probably be beaten to death!

Teng Zijing, however, did not hesitate at all and jumped up directly. His feet were like ropes and tightly clasped around Cheng Jushu's neck. This was one of the few relatively weak parts of his body.

But this relatively weak place is still as solid as a rock!

Cheng Jushu just shook his body and threw Teng Zijing off. He stretched out his hand to grab his leg and hit him hard back and forth. Blood spurted out immediately, leaving him unable to resist.

There is only one level difference between the eighth-grade master and the seventh-grade master, but their strength is very different. Only those who are extremely monsters can fight against them.

But Teng Zijing is not...

Fan Xian on the side slowly woke up from his coma. He covered his head with one hand and took out a dagger with the other hand and rushed forward. His backhand was hit by Cheng Jushu's arm and flew away. He hit the wall hard and shook out a bunch of people.

of gray.

The gap is really too big...

Cheng Jushu had a ferocious look on his face. He smiled as he looked at Teng Zijing who kept fighting him desperately. He raised his hands and punched Teng Zijing, causing him to spurt out blood. Fan Xian was filled with anger, regret and despair.

.

Why come?

Why reject Zhao Jie?

Why isn't Uncle Wu Zhu here?

Why would someone assassinate me?

Why?

Regret was already written in Fan Xian's heart, and the domineering Qi in his body continued to stir up. He flew into the air, and the dagger in his hand was thrust straight into Cheng Jushu's vitals. However, Cheng Jushu hit him on the head with his backhand, almost falling into a coma.

The dagger filled with high hopes and filled with poison did not even cut Cheng Jushu's skin...

No!

Fan Xian's eyes were full of despair, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a cold light coming from a distance. He heard a thud and the tall figure of Cheng Jushu fell straight down and hit him, hitting him hard.

A howl.

The blood spurted out, covering his face like mucus, making his handsome face look so embarrassed~

Fan Xian was in a daze. Before he could understand what was happening, he heard Teng Zijing's anxious cry, "Fan Xian! Fan Xian! Are you okay? You can't die. You still owe me a cow. You are

The child is godfather, and he hasn’t called you yet!"

"Be gentle..."

Fan Xian showed a wry smile and struggled to move Cheng Jushu's dead-eyed head away with his hands. With Teng Zijing's pull, he slowly moved it out from under the huge corpse.

Only then did he see that the behemoth that attacked him had a long sword stuck in its chest, and it fell there in a daze. It was obviously a one-hit kill.

Amazing!

Fan Xian leaned on Teng Zijing's legs, and several figures fell directly from the roof, falling in front of him one after another. They were none other than the assassin who had just assassinated him.

"Not to mention anything else, Si Gu Jian's disciple still has some skills and his sword skills are quite sharp. I think he has something to do with Ye Qingmei. Si Gu's sword skills, I won't admit my mistake."

Zhao Jie walked over with a calm look on his face. He was dressed in white like snow without a trace of blood on him. He looked extremely chic, and it was impossible to tell that a killing had just been carried out.

He looked at the embarrassed Fan Xian, "Now you believe what I said is true, I am very fast!"

"It's really fast!"

Cheng Jushu died instantly, and several assassins died as well when he raised his head.

So fast!

"Thank you, I, Fan Xian, owe you my life!"

Fan Xian's voice was hoarse, and his tense nerves finally relaxed. His whole body was trembling at this moment. He looked around at swordsmanship, swordsmanship, one of the great masters...

Why kill me?

What does he have to do with my mother?

"Actually, I know someone who might know who the murderer is!"

A strange look flashed in Zhao Jie's eyes, and he calmly deceived Fan Xian.

"who?"

Fan Xian's breathing was a little rapid. He was extremely eager to find the murderer behind the scenes. If Zhao Jie hadn't arrived quickly, he and Teng Zijing would have died on the streets today!!

"Whose invitation did you accept today? Who knows your route? I think this scene looks like it was arranged and carefully prepared in advance!"

Fan Xian suddenly woke up, gritted his teeth, and said with gritted teeth:

"Second Prince!"

(End of chapter)