The emperor has a lot of thoughts in his heart, but it is only a matter of a moment that his ignorance of the emperor has been disguised for many years to restrain these thoughts.
It shouldn’t be his way if the handle is too far away from him, but he should take it back and hold it tightly now that he can touch things.
Therefore, he patted Luo Jusheng on the shoulder to show his closeness, reassured the uneasy minister and asked, "What about those Jianghu people over there at the Dragon Villa?"
"Because TIANYA DUAN ordered them to come here this time, they have been quietly preparing for these three days."
Luo Ju didn’t expect to see such a grand occasion one day. He thought about visiting the situation at that time and said, "I have been there, and that person is really a master like a cloud. If he goes today, he should be trapped there."
The emperor didn’t say much, "I hope so."
The sundial in front of the Fengtian Temple changes direction with the rising of the sun.
Five miles outside the capital, two carriages gradually approached.
In fact, even if there is one more Wangsun Xiao, a carriage can hold all these people, but it is always not so spacious and comfortable. So Fang Yunhan bought another carriage when he left for Beijing this time to let the three spies sit in the front one.
To be exact, Cheng Shifei and Guan Haitang sat in the carriage and drove back to the sea with a knife.
When we reached fifty miles outside the city, a few people waited for the roadside security to recognize the carriage behind us and immediately shouted.
It was only after they shouted a few times that they found that the two carriages were not heading straight for the gate, but had been prepared long ago. It was along the route to Hulong Mountain Villa.
In the carriage behind, Xiao Wangsun heard the cry from outside and said, "You really counted on it."
"The most common and reasonable speculation is that people can be white if they are willing to think about it." Fang Yunhan casually replied.
He is still sitting in the position near the left window, and his expression is extremely relaxed. The monty piano is placed on his knee with one hand and gently pressed. However, it doesn’t look like he is going to a gathering of experts, but it looks like he is going out for a stroll.
Wangsun Xiao looked at the piano and said, "This month, you practiced the piano and understood the four images of God’s will. You also modified the A-bi Dao with me. If you didn’t see it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that someone in the world was gifted."
"I said that my talent has been rising to your letter for a month?"
Fang Yunhan smiled and shook his head slightly, saying, "There are still many people who are really talented in martial arts."
Wangsun Xiao saw that he didn’t look like a liar, and he couldn’t help but raise some doubts in his heart, but he didn’t ask, "When you spent a month, you changed the A-bi Dao three knives into that kind of talent. I think it’s better to be superior than you. Don’t bother yourself."
"Isn’t the three knives of the nasal meatus also modified according to your thinking?"
Fang Yunhan pointed out, "Your knife technique in the Valley of the Kings is heavy and lonely instead of extreme hatred, and my Jack nife bone strongly urges the original knife to sharpen its edge and collide with each other to produce enough blazing knife strength."
"In this way, if you don’t understand how much Jack nife Rui can get revenge from you after returning to the sea, if he can practice the revised extremely fierce knife, he will naturally have enough mind to cut through the confusion and see the truth of that hatred."
Fang Yunhan patted his hands. "You really calculated in vain."
"The later revision is that your husband is just taking advantage of the trend."
Wangsun Xiao watched Fang Yunhan clap his hands and then went to stir the strings at will. "Are you so excited today?"
Fang Yunhan asked, "Isn’t it worthwhile for me to look forward to such a thing that two masters of good and evil factions gathered in the capital and waited for me to give them a world war I?"
"I don’t think you expect them," said Wangsun Xiao, pinching the end of his beard. "Do you still think you can see Zhu Shi again when you get to Beijing?"
"There is also this reason."
Fang Yunhan did not deny that "colorful masters of various factions are worth looking forward to, and a strong opponent is even more worth looking forward to"
He sighed, "It’s a pity that Gu Santong died a little early, and you hurt the foundation again. The Xiao family can’t take Ling Shuang’s sword. I’m afraid it will take a year and a half to recuperate, otherwise this opponent can have two more."
Hearing his answer, Wangsun Xiao’s face did not move, and there was a little smile in his tone. "Then your bigger expectation is afraid to fall."
"Do you think he will run away?"
During this month, Fang Yunhan sometimes chats with Xiao Wangsun, knowing that Hou Qi, the iron-hearted god, had repeatedly retreated into the Valley of the Kings, but he was not surprised at this time.
"The mirror-reflected lake in the Valley of the Kings is different from that in the capital. He is the first master in the imperial court, the royal majesty defender, and the peak of the right path in one’s hand, so that even if he can be defeated, he can never escape, let alone when facing me."
Wangsun Xiao shook his head. "The old man didn’t say that he would escape, but that he didn’t have the capital. Haven’t you been there for two days? He wants to save people over the years should be put in the Tianshan snow ridge cave. "
Fang Yunhan thought, "His skill has almost reached an inexhaustible level. It should be enough for him to get to Tianshan Mountain to verify the sword and bring it back to life, and then go back to Beijing."
Wangsun Xiao added, "But if he firmly believes that the sword can revive people, he may wait forever if it is not enough."
Fang Yunhan still doesn’t think it’s reasonable to say that "an iron-hearted god always loses his generation. Even if his beloved is very important in his heart, it doesn’t mean that fame accumulated over the years can be abandoned."
"If he really believes that the sword can revive people, then it is also possible to return to Beijing to finish this game with me and then go back to try."
Fang Yunhan leaned back and smiled. "He should have the confidence to survive this war."
Wangsun Xiao thought for a moment and said, "Then let’s make a bet."
Fang Yunhan couldn’t help saying, "What are you betting on?"
"Bet on the iron-hearted God Hou. If Zhu Tie is brave in this World War I, then even if I lose, you will drive for a year."
In a way, this bet is also very heavy. Wangsun Xiao continued, "If you don’t play when the time comes, even if you lose, you should kill as few people as possible."
Although Fang Yunhan feels that he won’t stay in this world for another year, it’s interesting to bet on Zhu’s ambition and love.
He replied, "Coco, I still want to hear what you think Zhu Shi will fight for fame and ruin it for a long time." Did he ever tell you how much he loved that person in several battles? "
"It’s not that I saw it myself."
Xiao Wangsun primly said, "During his seven-time foray into the Valley of the Kings, his skill and technique became more refined and skillful, and his persistence became deeper and deeper."
The temperament of the old man in yellow clothes is lonely and cold, but at this time it shows vicissitudes of life, and the gentle wisdom seems to have a complicated past
"I don’t know how much he loved that woman at the beginning, but I’m sure that every time he is frustrated here, every time he is injured, every time he makes a sacrifice to save that woman, he will feel that he loves her more."
"Time will kill ordinary love, but it will encourage bigots to persist."
Wangsun Xiao’s tone is gradually drifting away. "Love may not offset his greed, but persistence may have unconsciously reached a level that will surpass his ambition."
"Persistence and love?"
Fang Yunhan calmed down and shook his head. "It’s really troublesome. This world is really the most straightforward."
Quiet in the carriage.
A moment later, Xiao Wangsun lifted the car curtain and glanced at the scenery outside the car, which was rapidly retrogressing.