When it comes to children, the two of them have a tacit understanding.

A sneer appeared on Xia Chi's lips, "If I didn't hide, I might have been shot to death by you again."

This sentence suddenly hit the most painful point in Cao Ran's heart.

Under the faint morning light, his face under his helmet was red, and his right hand was holding the sword tightly, "You saved her, I should thank you!"

"Don't!" Xia Chi waved his hand and sneered: "I didn't save her because of you. My purpose is to train her into a sword, waiting for an opportunity to pierce your hearts."

Speaking of this, Xia Chi looked up to the sky and laughed.

When Cao Ran was about to get angry, the soldiers behind him naturally separated, and Ji Zimo strode over with a gloomy face.

At this time, he was dressed in a black outfit, with stunning appearance, and the pressure emanating from his whole body was chilling.

"She will not be your sword!"

Ji Zi's dark eyes looked deeply at the person in front of her.

The legendary ethereal young master was such a wise and extraordinary person.

But the person in front of him was clearly a villain who had fallen from the altar and was driven to the end of his rope.

Every word, every action, every move is completely different from the fairy-like person I once was.

"Isn't it?"

Xia Chi looked at Ji Zimo and smiled strangely, "If she wasn't, why would His Highness use so many people to go to the ridge to rescue her, risking the backlash of the soul-inducing incense."

Xia Chi touched the ground with his sword, barely stood up, and said sternly: "Your Highness, the King of the Wise, if you let me go today, she will be given to you, so that I will not raise her in vain."

"If you don't let me go! Huh!" Xia Chi threatened: "Do you think she will still be obedient to you and wholeheartedly treat you?"

This sentence successfully angered Ji Zimo.

He grabbed the long sword from the other person's hand, and the tip of the sword flashed a bright light in the air, "Then let's give it a try."

Soon enough, he dodged and rushed forward.

Seeing this, Xia Chi also waved the long sword in his hand and stepped forward to greet him.

Two figures instantly fought together in the air.

For a while it came to the hillside, and for a while it disappeared into the woods.

As the two of them exchanged moves more and more often, a trace of doubt flashed across Ji Zimo's face.

This person's martial arts moves and routines are not only similar to his, they are even exactly the same as that person's.

At that time, his father passed away and his mother and concubine also passed away early. He was only a few years old and lived in a courtyard outside the palace.

When he was young, he was immersed in the grief of losing his loved ones. There were many guards and maids around him, but no one could relieve the boredom in his heart.

One year, a masked man in green clothes appeared in front of him.

He gave him instructions, gave lectures, and taught him martial arts.

Although the relationship between the two only lasted for a year, it helped him get through the most difficult period in his life.

He has never seen his true face.

He never told him his name.

As soon as one year was up, he disappeared without a trace.

"Bright breeze and bright moon", Ji Zimo suddenly spoke and said four words.

Xia Chi's movements were slightly stagnant, and he answered casually, "The Lanyu wine is still in my arms."

These two sentences are the secret codes they used to confront each other.

"It's you!" Ji Zimo's heart sank, and there was a rare look of surprise in her eyes.

"It's me!" Seeing no one around, Xia Chi finally stopped, but did not forget to swing the long sword in his hand against the tree trunk nearby.

The trunk of the tree was shaken, and the leaves fell down, just blocking his voice, "Your Highness, Feng Wei is not dead, the traitor hidden deep in the court has not been unearthed, and my master's revenge has not been avenged.

, please forgive me for not being able to recognize you yet."

As he spoke, he picked up the long sword in his hand and stabbed forward, barely grazing the side of Ji Zimo's arm.

"Bang!" The arm hurt, and the sword came out.

Ji Zimo came back to his senses, covered the other arm with one hand, and said in a low voice, "Why?"

"That person only contacted Feng Wei, I must find out who he is. Your Highness, suffer!"

As he spoke, he turned around, and with the long sword in his hand and its tricky angle, he stabbed Ji Zimo's chest hard.

His voice became deeper and deeper, "Help me take care of my wife and daughter."

"Bang!" The tip of the sword penetrated Ji Zimo's clothes and rested on a piece of soft armor.

A bitter smile appeared on Ji Zimo's lips, "I remember your teacher's teachings, and the golden silk armor has never left my body."

"Well done!"

When Xia Chi was praising him, a figure came rushing towards him. With a wave of his long sword, he pierced Xia Chi's shoulder blade.

Xia Chi stepped back suddenly and pulled out the long sword. Blood immediately stained half of his shoulder.

That bright red color made Ji Zimo's eyes flash with pain.

"Traitor, where are you running?" Xiao Yong became more and more courageous as he fought, holding a long sword to kill him.

Unexpectedly, down the slope, dense arrows were shot at Xiao Yong, blocking the two men's pursuit.

In the air, Feng Wei's sinister voice sounded, "Ji Zimo, don't think you have won. The debt between us is not over yet."

"My woman will be deposited with you first. When I recharge my batteries, I will definitely take her back again."

Under his sleeves, Ji Zimo clenched his hands into fists and glanced around, but did not see Feng Wei.

He must be hiding in a dark cave somewhere in Fanshan Mountain, secretly monitoring every move here.

So just now...

Xia Chi...

Over the years, he thought he had developed a temperament that was neither happy nor sad. He thought that no matter how big the storm was, it would not be able to stir up ripples in his heart.

However, when he rescued He Hongfei from Feng Wei and saw his appearance, his heart was stirred.

Because his condition has ups and downs and ripples one after another.

Now, when I see my former mentor, the once famous ethereal young master, voluntarily giving up his immortal demeanor and status, he is willing to become a bandit and conspire with a shameless person like Feng Wei.

Ji Zimo's heart was even more shocked.

The person Xia Chi talks about.

Maybe it has something to do with the rumor about the royal family.

All princes who inherit the throne will not reign for more than ten years.

This rumor seems to be a curse that hangs over the heads of the entire royal family.

His father reigned for ten years and passed away.

His imperial brother also passed away exactly ten years ago.

So much so that his nephew is now the Holy Emperor.

He is only an eight-year-old child, but he worries all day long whether he will follow in the footsteps of the late emperor in ten years.

Those who killed the royal family and caused such a situation are hidden among the high-ranking officials in the capital, but it is hard to tell who they are.

It is wrong to doubt anyone without evidence.

That person exists like the wind or a shadow.

That's why there was a problem with the Longxiang Jade and the ruby ​​in the dragon's eye that he carried with him.

The truth has not yet been found out as to who had tampered with it.

Because we start from the people in the capital, there are too many people, and if we pull the whole body, it is easy to scare off the grass and scare the snake.

That's why Xia Chi did the opposite and wanted to start with Feng Wei and find out the invisible man who colluded with him.

Over the years, he...

Xiao Yong stood in front of him and said anxiously: "Come here, protect your highness."

"Quickly, capture the traitor Xia Chi."
Chapter completed!