"No buts! Without you and Lan Yi following me, I would have starved to death in the suburbs. Do you still remember when you were young, when you and Lan Yi could only wipe their noses, and I would wash clothes and cook for you, sir?"

." Fan Xian frowned slightly, then thought of those childhood days and showed a warm smile.

Like the warmth of spring and the fragrance of flowers, the earth is revived.

Memories flashed across Hong Yi's face, and she looked a bit shy.

Maybe it reminds me of some interesting things from my childhood.

The few stars in the sky looked at this scene with envy, and their light became brighter.

After being tender with Hongyi for a while, Fan Xian rushed all the way to Wang Qinian's residence.

The boundless dark night and every house dotted with starlight may be the heaven and earth in the drama.

His hands were empty, his clothes rustled fiercely in the wind, and flashes passed by in the night sky.

Fan Xian suddenly felt that he still lacked a good Qinggong skill.

This continent is too barren. Although there are many martial arts secrets, there are only a handful of advanced martial arts. Even if Fan Xian wants to grab one, there is no target to choose from.

Wang Qinian's Qinggong secret book should be good, but Fan Xian still doesn't like it.

Now, although he has not stopped practicing Qinggong and Shenfa, he has reached the level of a master. Even at an average speed, Wang Qinian cannot find beauty.

But compared with Emperor Qing, I guess it's still a little worse.

If he could break through the ninth level of the Nine Yang Divine Art, he would no longer be afraid of Emperor Qing, the world's best master.

The strength of Emperor Qing is still higher than that of Wuzhu. This is what the original author said.

If Wu Zhu took off his blindfold, Emperor Qing might not be able to defeat him.

But Fan Xian wasn't sure.

Fan Xian never does anything that he is not sure about.

In the original work, Emperor Qing died at the hands of Uncle Wu Zhu, which was unprepared, and he personally took off Wu Zhu's blindfold.

He is too close!

Which one is stronger or weaker between Emperor Qing and Wuzhu has been discussed on major websites in previous lives.

Not long after Fan Xian left, an alarm bell rang by Fan Jian's bedside.

The ringtone was extremely harsh and continuous.

This was specially built by Fan Jian.

Directly connected to the outside of the hospital, if there is an emergency, the captain of the red-armored knight will sound the alarm.

Since the alarm bell was set up, it has only been rung three times.

Once, the good news of Emperor Qing's great victory in an expedition came back to Kyoto.

Once, a courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing was attacked, and Ye Qingmei died.

Once, 10,000 black-armored knights from the Inspection and Inspection Institute massacred Kyoto.

And tonight, the alarm bell rang again.

When Fan Xian arrived outside the courtyard of Wang Qinian's residence, he happened to hear a burst of beatings and scolding coming from inside.

"Wang Qinian, where do you want to go again this time? Have you fallen in love with a girl again????"

"Madam, I have misunderstood. I am really in a hurry this time. Please listen to me explain to you in detail..."

"Explain? Explain what, I'll beat you to death!"

There was a sound of punching and kicking, and Fan Xian, who had his ear close to the door, was so frightened that he quickly shrank back and the corner of his mouth twitched a few times.

Lao Wang, you can’t do it!

Look at other Laowangs who climb through windows, climb walls, and pick wild flowers everywhere. Then look at yourself, and you can't do any of them.

Although he slandered him from the bottom of his heart, Fan Xian still admired him on this point.

Judging from his enthusiasm for making money in the past and his cheerfulness all day long, even when he is away from home, his heart is always concerned about his family. It is not difficult to see that he has become accustomed to such a warm and well-off life.

If he suddenly stopped being beaten for a day, he might not be used to it!

It was true that he came back to get the tools, but he probably wanted to come back to say goodbye to his wife and say she was safe.

Such a husband must be a good man.

After fighting for a while, the courtyard door creaked, and Lao Wang finally got out of his misery and pushed the door open.

He turned around and closed the courtyard door gently, then bowed again, and then stood up straight. At this moment, he looked so manly, with his head held high and his chest held high.

But when he saw Fan Xian standing behind him, looking at him with a smile on his face, he bent down and held a salute.

"Thank you, Mr. Fan for waiting."

Fan Xian smiled, waved his hands, and said, "It doesn't matter, it will be dawn soon, and it will be easier to track by then. It doesn't matter if you wait a little longer."

Wang Qinian was surprised: "Sir, do you also know the art of tracking?"

After saying that, Wang Qinian was sweating a little on his forehead and his back felt cold. He swallowed the saliva in his throat and looked at Fan Xian with a little more fear. He looked at Fan Xian and asked tentatively:

"How do you know that I know the tracking technique?"

Fan Xian grinned and said, "Guess!"

Lao Wang's reaction arc is too slow.

Fan Xian's two front teeth looked a little sinister to Wang Qinian at this moment.

He knows the art of tracking, which only a few people in the inspection institute, including the dean, know.

But from Fan Xian's request, his agreement, and then returning home to pick up the tools, everything seemed so normal. It wasn't until he asked this question that he finally woke up.

Wang Qinian doesn’t believe in such things as predicting the future!

"My teacher Fei Lao told me."

Fan Xian explained lightly.

Wang Qinian was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly and said, "That's it!"

Wang Qinian knew better than anyone else that Fei Jie actually didn't know that he knew the tracking technique.

For a little fox like Fan Xian, Wang Qinian's slowness just now was a big flaw. How could he escape his eyes, but he could only vaguely curl up the corner of his mouth with a fleeting arc.

Both of them were pretending to be stupid.

I don’t know who is deceiving whom in the end.

Under the dark night, brocade clothes walk at night.

Two extremely dark shadows ran quickly between the rooftops, one behind the other, like two ghosts chasing each other.

Sometimes the stars fall, and the cold wind blows past my ears, lifting up a strand of black hair and flying slowly.

After all, there was a long delay overnight. When we arrived at the city gate, there was already a hint of red on the horizon.

Very nice, it looks like a sunny day today.

Such weather is rare in a humid place like Kyoto, especially in this special season when winter is approaching.

Crossing the Wenxing Bridge, in the blending of night and day, the shadow of the city gate seemed a bit heavy.

At that dividing line, there were dark shadows. At a glance, there were about thirty people standing in a column, each holding a knife handle, and their momentum was like a rainbow, with a hint of murderous intent among them.

The best of the best!

Knowing that Wang Qi was very successful, Zhu Ge really spent a lot of money to catch him. This battle was more than enough to deal with a master like Cheng Jushu.

Wang Qinian hid behind Fan Xian.

Fan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly. Zhuge was worthy of being a senior figure in the inspection agency. His nose was like a dog's nose.

He happened to be one of the people who knew that Wang Qinian knew the art of tracking.

Coupled with the lost secret message and the recent assassination on Niulan Street, it is not difficult to understand what happened next with Zhuge's wisdom.

It's not surprising that he would come to the city gate at this time and wait.

No wonder he is so proud that he wants to overthrow Dean Chen, but he also has some pride.

Zhu Ge felt that he couldn't understand the young man in front of him more and more. He was blocked by him during the day and he left decisively. But at this time, he chose to stand still, neither stepping forward nor leaving, but leaning against the bridge railing.

Shang quietly watched the ray of morning light rising slowly from the horizon.

Wang Qinian also looked at Fan Xian in confusion.
Chapter completed!