The only player in Daqin

It is Fu Nian.

This sword, too.The third-ranked sword in the Fengbeard Sword Manual is also enough to see the strength of the person holding the sword, which is no trivial matter.

The black-robed figure's eyes flashed slightly, and he said calmly, "Sure enough, a humble gentleman is not good at sneak attack, but Mr. Fu Nian, as the head of Confucianism, set up an ambush here with the former prince, this is a bit of a villain's behavior" 03

Fu Nian snorted coldly and said, "If you treat the villain with the behavior of a gentleman, just like repaying resentment with virtue, why should you repay virtue?"

Said that the long sword in his hand was slowly surrounded by infuriating energy, and said coldly, "Your Excellency hides his head and shows his tail, and entered the Little Sage Mansion at night, with bad intentions.

Do you think that wearing a bamboo hat and covering your body with a black robe can conceal your identity? "

As soon as the voice fell, and the light flickered, Fu Nian was already jumping up, and the sword was full of qi.

This is Confucian swordsmanship.The black-robed figure moved slightly, and glanced at Yan Lu who had already stood up in front of the eye stone table. He seemed to have no intention of besieging, and immediately turned sideways and walked towards the courtyard wall.

Before reaching the wall, the thick-backed bronze long sword was only one step away from it, and the sword was majestic and condensed.

The black-robed figure's expression changed slightly, and he had to frown to resist.

In the blink of an eye, the long sword under the black robe immediately blocked Tai Ah, making the sound of gold and iron symphony.

In front of the stone table, Yan Lu's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the light blue texture on his long sword, as if he had seen it somewhere in Qi Di.

At this time, Fu Nian's expression was condensed, and he could already see the opponent's retreat intention. The Tai A sword in his hand changed and turned into a unique move, the water of the waves.

Fu Nian's original Confucian swordsmanship emphasizes the inner sage and outer king, and uses it for the king, which is the pinnacle of Confucian "propriety".

When the bronze long sword was attacking, almost every time it robbed the opponent's retreat, forcing the figure in black robe to move along with it, as if bound by ritual.

So that the other party could never get out of the courtyard and leave.

The black-robed figure's expression changed slightly. Although his strength is not weak, even if he is in the same place, he is not unknown, but compared with this Confucian head, it is still a little difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, after all, Confucianism is not good at sneak attack, it may not be impossible to escape, but its identity may be difficult to hide, even if it escapes at this time, it is almost the same as death.

But at least you can live longer.

As long as it is not really dead, at least he can struggle a little more, and maybe he can get a chance of life according to the agreement with the Northland Hu people.

The figure in black robe retreated sideways, and Fu Nian was already approaching the sword again. The 343 sword body was stern and majestic. If the opponent insisted on retreating again, he would definitely be able to hit him hard with a single sword.

The black-robed figure frowned and gritted his teeth, forced a breath of dantian energy, and continued to move away.

Immediately, blood splashed, and the black robe on the black-robed figure shattered, revealing a piece of red and black cloth and rough jade pendant, and a few deep sword wounds between the ribs were vaguely seen, stained with blood.

In the blink of an eye, it was already moved to the courtyard wall.

Fu Nian's eyes moved slightly, but he was still calm, Tai Awei in his hand changed a move, and the qi above the sword body came out like a sword, and went straight to the figure on the courtyard wall.

There was a muffled hum in the night, and a rough jade pendant stained with blood fell on the courtyard wall.

Chapter [-]: No way to enter the ground

Fu Nian snorted lightly, and withdrew his sword to look at the rough jade pendant left by the opponent in the courtyard wall, but he didn't care.

Based on what he left behind and what he had seen before, he had not yet been able to fully recognize the identity of the other party.

But it doesn't mean that the emperor Han Wang can't know it. If you want to come, you only need to present the Confucian knowledge to Xinzheng.

You need to know about the Yin and Yang of Nong Mo, Daoist Heaven and Man, and countless disciples among the hundreds of schools of thought.

Even outside the court, in the rivers and lakes, almost all of them are under the control of the emperor, King Han.

In this way, even if this person escapes from Xiaoshengxian Village, it is not much different from being captured.

There is absolutely no place in these seven kingdoms.

Xinzheng, Han Palace.

It was another day when the sun was shining brightly. The light in the quiet room of the son's mansion was warm and shining through the carved window.

Between the sound of the piano, Han Ling was sitting in front of the desk, holding a wine glass and watching the Snow Maiden dance with a leisurely expression.

From time to time, he tapped his hands in front of his knees, and behind him, Yan Lingji stood on his waist.

The purple girl sat on the side, took a slow sip from the wine bottle, and glanced at him with a funny look.

This tired and lazy person has a pair of accompanying songs and dances in his hands, and he looks like he is playing the piano. If he didn't know it, he would think he was a master of the piano.

She said lightly, "Calculate the time, you sent someone to pass on the document, and you intend to let the Confucian Xiaoxianzhuang implement the policy of the same document, you should have an answer when you think about it."

Han Ling took a light sip of wine and watched the Snow Maiden's dance gradually receding. He smiled and said, "Besides the matter of the book and the text, there may be other unexpected gains."

Zi Nu's phoenix eyes slightly raised, "An unexpected harvest?"

Han Ling shook the glass lightly and said with a smile, "Not long ago, there was news again from Tian Yan from the farmhouse that some of the suspicious Hu merchants had been infiltrated into the Little Sage Village."

The purple girl's eyes rolled around, and she smiled, "It seems that there will indeed be unexpected gains."

Before he finished speaking, a line of soft footsteps approached from far to near in the corridor outside the door.

Han Ling raised his eyebrows slightly and looked towards the door.

Nong Yuqin gradually faded away, and followed his line of sight to the door.

After a while, when the door hinge slammed softly, the twins pushed the door and entered, opened the floating curtain and walked in.

Mei Lian approached and said lightly, "Young Master, there is news from the Confucian Xiaoxianzhuang, which has already written a letter with the same text."