The black carriage slowly stopped.

The arrogant cold wind seemed to have calmed down at this moment, and chose to retreat temporarily.

The ground also stopped shaking and everything returned to normal.

Hundreds of black riders stopped at the same time.

Neatly as if there was only one horse in action...

The level of military discipline is really terrible.

Fan Xian did not want his Langya Pavilion army to fight against such an ace force one day.

Regardless of the odds of winning, even if you win, you will definitely kill one thousand enemies and suffer eight hundred losses.

Injury to muscles and bones is inevitable.

Such a trump card can either be used for oneself, or...

Destroy it completely!

Fan Xian is now more curious as to whether Black Cavalry is loyal to Chen Pingping or Emperor Qing.

The two have completely different meanings to themselves.

Chen Pingping may choose to stand on her side, but it's hard to say for Emperor Qing.

For a person who could even kill his beloved wife, Fan Xian didn't think that his son would be more important than his mother.

"Disarm..."

A faint voice came from the black carriage.

Just now, under the leadership of Zhu Ge and Yan Ruohai, they inspected the people in the court, but no one dared to attack the prince.

But now, because the words in the carriage were a bit hoarse, and even the voice could not be heard clearly unless you listened carefully, everyone in the inspection institute quickly disarmed all the prince's guards.

The prince's guards did not dare to resist at all.

Are you kidding? Try resisting?

Do you really think Dean Chen’s sword is bad?

More than ten years ago, 10,000 black knights swept through Kyoto. The capital was filled with heads and rivers of blood. The smell of blood could not be completely dissipated for three days and three nights. Those who experienced it personally cannot bear to think about it now.

Stop your trembling feet.

"Dean!"

"Dean!"

Zhu Ge and Yan Ruohai bowed and saluted.

Although the two of them are also veteran figures in the Inspection Institute, there is no comparison between the old man and the old man.

"Cough cough cough..."

There was a coughing sound in the black carriage.

Fan Xian frowned when he heard the sound.

It’s not hard to tell from the sound. It’s good that he’s infected with the cold. But there’s a hint of hidden injury hidden in it, and it’s probably not simple. He may have been injured.

In that battle that year, he led the black cavalry to attack for thousands of miles and captured Xiao Xiao, the number one devil in the Northern Qi Dynasty, and brought him back to the capital. I'm afraid it was not as simple as just breaking his legs.

The wheelchair slowly drove out of the black carriage.

Chen Pingping suddenly looked like she had a strong sense of twilight. She was similar in age to Emperor Qing, but she looked much older than Emperor Qing.

To say he is senile is an understatement.

No wonder Zhuge thought he was old, and he was indeed right.

"What's wrong?" Yan Ruohai asked with concern.

"I've caught some cold."

"I'm going to call the imperial doctor now!" Zhu Ge turned around and left.

"No need!"

Three simple words, but Zhuge stopped right there.

The longer you get along with Chen Pingping, the more you will understand that the simpler the words coming out of his mouth are, the more unacceptable they are.

"Chen Pingping? You are so majestic. Someone said? You are inferior to one person in Kyoto? Above ten thousand people!" The prince was angry and rushed down from the steps of the inspection institute.

Unexpectedly, the black knight blocked him outside.

This made the prince's expression change again.

Chen Pingping ignored him and asked someone to push her wheelchair. She entered the Institute for Investigation and Examination through the wheelchair road that was built separately after his legs were disabled.

"I heard that your black cavalry charges numerous battles, is invincible in the world, and kills people like crazy. Do you dare to kill the Crown Prince?"

In the distance, Fan Xian narrowed his eyes. Something was wrong with the prince at this moment.

Even if it is to win people's hearts and establish a determination for all his subordinates to find out the truth at all costs for Lin Gong, there is no need to be so crazy.

This seemed to be extremely inconsistent with his usual stability, and instead made the gap between him and the second prince more and more obvious.

"It is not the way of a minister to fight against the crown prince." Chen Pingping replied calmly.

"Then you can't stop me!"

Cang!

The prince pulled out the sword of a guard beside him and rushed in.

Behind him, Wang Qinian looked at Fan Xian's back with an ugly face. According to the agreement, he should shoot a flying knife at this time to save Chen Pingping.

But now, he has sincerely devoted himself to Fan Xian. If Fan Xian knew that he had lied to him, with his ruthless heart, his family would probably have been killed long ago.

Wang Qinian hesitated.

Fan Xian seemed to feel something. He looked back at him and smiled evilly, which made Wang Qinian's scalp numb.

At this moment, Fan Xian raised his right hand.

There was a flying knife sandwiched between them.

Wang Qinian was surprised and wanted to say something, but saw that the flying knife in Fan Xian's hand had already been released.

when!

The flying knife flew in front of the prince, inserted into the city wall of the inspection institute, and penetrated three-thirds of the way into the stone.

"There are assassins protecting the prince!"

"Chen Pingping, let me go, let me go!"

Two black cavalrymen carried the prince back to the prince's private chariot and "escorted" him back to the East Palace.

Looking at the direction in which the convoy was leaving, Chen Pingping said calmly: "Protecting the prince is the way of a courtier."

Turned around and entered the inspection institute.

At the end of the day, Zhuge looked back and looked around.

The flying knife just now was so fast that it was almost beyond the reach of the naked eye. Moreover, the city wall of the Inspection Institute was specially made, and ordinary weapons could not cause damage to it at all, let alone penetrate it.

Could it be that the dean has recruited some experts during his trip to Beijing this time?

It seems that I still need to make more preparations.

Wang Qinian looked at Fan Xian's back and felt more and more mysterious and strange about Langya Pavilion.

At that moment, he was so frightened that he almost turned around and ran away.

Fan Xian's smile and his flying knife to save the situation gave him the feeling that he had been stripped naked.

And it's very strong.

This little Master Fan is too dangerous.

Damn it, if it weren't for his generosity, I, Lao Wang, wouldn't serve this kind of evil star.

Suddenly, Fan Xian used his backhand to return the soul finger, and pointed his fingers firmly at the shadow's neck.

An inch apart.

"It seems I'm not fast enough!" Shadow's hoarse voice made Fan Xian feel a little harsh.

The coldness in his voice was the same as Wu Zhu's.

If I hadn't known his identity, I might have doubted whether he was also a robot.

"No, you are very fast, but you should not appear within three meters of me."

"Why?"

Fan Xian withdrew his fingers, smiled, and did not answer his question.

After being stunned for a while, Wang Qinian finally realized that Lord Shadow was actually challenging Fan Xian just now.

Moreover, with just one move, he was defeated!

On the Langya Ranking, Fan Xian is ranked ninth.

Lord Shadow, on the other hand, ranked tenth.

Lord Shadow just now was challenging the ranking on the Nirvana List.

Unfortunately, we failed.

What Wang Qinian didn't know was that just now, Fan Xian and Shadow were only competing in terms of speed and reaction ability.
Chapter completed!