Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Yang attacked the city, one of the eight.

Eight homes and eight family members seem to be very simple statements, but when these three words are combined, there is a completely different meaning. As everyone knows, this refers to the eight masters privately bred by the two emperors, Wang Fuli. These eight masters have been following the second emperor's side and are the most powerful factory of the two emperors in force.

In the struggle between Fan Xian and the Second Emperor in the previous year, it was these eight who would leave Fan Leisure in the tea shop outside the Baoyue Building. Although they did not retain it in the end, they still left a deep memory for Fan. impression.

It is indeed eight masters.

Outside the Kyoto Prefecture, after the trial of the case closely related to Baoyuelou and Fan Sizhen, Fan Xian suddenly shot and shattered Xie Bi'an, which also caused the problem of infuriating in the body.

Beside the Yushan Road, in the autumn rain, the six killers of the Supervisory Academy attacked and killed the iron, and they were shocked by Fan Yishou. This made the person stay away from the two emperors after the event.

After the small struggle that had not been announced to the world, there will be only six people left in the eight emperors. Today, the second emperor is a guest at Baoyuelou. He is confident that Fan Xian does not dare to treat himself. In order to appear as a heart-to-heart, no one has taken it. The remaining six eight will also be sent back.

Yang Siege is one of them. In such a look, the snow is shining, and the clouds have covered the night of silver. He was blocked by a group of black people and broke off.

It was once sunny in the daytime, and the street next to the street was snowing down and dripping down the water. The lane was wet and cold, and it entered the night. As the water droplets gradually decrease, it gradually condenses into a branch of ice thorns, but there is still a drop of water that gathers at the tip of the ice thorn and hangs down.

Yang attacked the city with a narrow eyelid, and the backhand took out the sword at the waist. The toes were on the ground. The whole person had already plucked up, and the sword slammed into the ice spurs.

The smog of the ice smashed from it and turned into a piece of fierce man to stab the black man in front of him.

Yang attacked the city and then stepped on the shoulders of his two companions, and the two companions were directed to the black men who were attacked on both sides. His body has been pulled up and will be going to explore the top of the alley.

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He knew that this was a fight, and this was a long-awaited fight against himself. The other side has clearly checked the route of his daily walk, and will just block himself in the alley.

But he didn't want to die, so he would rather sacrifice his two companions or apprentices, let them act as sandbags to resist the blade, and let them have time to escape.

It is to escape. It’s not resistance. Yang’s siege has long been devoid of anger and dare to set up a murder in Kyoto. There are not a few, but there are hatreds with the two emperors, only that person.

The person who sent the person to kill himself is not able to resist himself.

I have to say that Yang Siege is not the second emperor of the two emperors, the speed of response and the method of coping with the land are all temporary choices, when the black people below screamed to turn his apprentice to the ground, while leaving those When he took half of his real force, he had already plunged into the air.

It only takes a moment. He can step on the alley and break into the night sky.

It is a pity that the slayer did not give him this moment. A smashing arrow flew over and flew silently, stabbing his chest.

Yang attacked the city with a sigh, his wrist turned, and went down, and the arrow fell off between the electric and the flint.

However, the arrow is out, naturally more than one.

Hey, more than ten arrows are shot at the same time, others are in the air, where can I block? Although with a high-level Jedi repair to avoid the strong block to shoot a few arrows, but still let the few arrows of the net into the thigh deeply.

Yang attacked the city with a painful numbness, his eyes splitting, and some desperately fell from the air.

He only had time to jump out of the lane for a moment. In this moment, he saw seven pickpockets standing in the corner of the house, different places, but blocked the top.

There are assassins underneath, there are pickpockets on the ground, it is for the sky, how can I avoid?

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In the process of falling, Yang Siege wanted to open a long shout for help, but the corner of his eye found that the black man in the lane also took out the arrow from his arms... A smashing arrow hit the mouth, blood one Splashing, forced his shouts back!

At this moment, he desperately thought, how did the other party take so many hard battles to deal with such a small person? Too much intensive arrow attack, let others in the air, has been shot dozens of arrows, looks like a hedgehog is ridiculous.

With a bang, Yang attacked the city and fell into the snow, shaking up the blood and the beach, but his cultivation was really high and he was so wounded. He was not suffocated for a while, and he kneeled on the ground. With a sword in the ground, looking at the black man leader who is getting closer and closer to himself, there is a hint of brutality and brutality in front of the beast.

Yes, he is a master, but there are no ways to be ambushed by dozens of hard squats, unless he is Ye Liuyun.

Blood ran down the dense arrow shaft, and his blood was flowing out of his spirit. Yang attacked the throat of the city and screamed, but he refused to stumble.

The leader of the black man walked up to his front, and the backhand pulled out the straight knife on the waist. The blade was bright and snowy, and it was not dusty.

Most of the ice spurs on the lanes have been cut off, leaving only a few lonely icicles. The snow that has been there for a long time has finally merged into a large round of water droplets, dripping down, dripping There was a slight bang in the blood in the alley.

The black man’s leader pulled the knife and silenced his knees. The sword of Yang’s siege was fallen and clean.

The headless body of Yang Siege is still squatting.

The black man’s leader waved his hand, and the standing man standing on the house turned to the ground. The slayers in the alley silently stepped forward, took away all the arrows, and then wiped out the traces in the lane.

A group of people took off their black clothes and dressed up as ordinary people. They left the alley and joined the seemingly unchanging life of Kyoto.

The alley was quiet, like no one had ever been there, but there were three more dead bodies. The headless head was not supported by the arrow around the body. It finally fell down and a muffled sound was heard in the lane.

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"I never thought that the arrow and the arrow would be so terrible." Fan leisurely raised the glass and slowly drank it. His eyes were full of stunned colors. "The adults are also aware that my supervisory school is also used to using arrows. However, I still haven’t thought that when a murderer’s things are more than one degree, it will become so terrible.”

In the banquet of Baoyuelou, everyone listened quietly to Fan’s remarks. This is the details of the killing in the valley. People have heard the sullen and chilly in Fan’s words.

Fan Xian put the wine glass on the table and smiled and said: "The rain in the sky, I have never seen this world, I have never seen it before. I am not killing, it is more like fighting on the battlefield. At that time, I was It was discovered that the power of the individual is indeed limited."

The big prince slowly nodded in the opposite direction, revealing a complex look, perhaps thinking of the successive killings of the Westerners and the Hu people.

"The sound of the arrow hitting the carriage is like the drumming of the soul." Fan frowned and frowned, as if recalling the specific plot at the time. "It feels bad to be blocked."

The prince sighed and comforted: "Fortunately, it has already passed, and you can survive. You will have a day when the thieves and thieves have a fuss. The premise will be inconsistent."

"His Royal Highness." Fan Xian raised his glass and respected the people. He said with a smile: "Yes, at least I am alive. I think many people will be disappointed. Even the defending city has been used, but it still kills me. What does this mean?"

No one answered him. The two deputy ambassadors of the Privy Council had a very bad face. The killing of the valley was undoubtedly involved in the military. Although the investigation of the court had no results, this point is already a matter of ironclad. Fan said At this point, the old people who are not allowed by the military secretly try to figure out.

"I am a very confident person." Fan said that everyone had already exhausted himself, and said with a smile: "Including the Majesty and the Dean. The elders have asked me why you are so confident?"

Everyone listened and listened, but there was a feeling of absurdity in my heart. At this time, they are all important figures in the Qing Dynasty, as well as His Royal Highness, the three emperors, but as long as Fan Xian opens his mouth, everyone's attention will be attracted to him. This is not only because he is the host of the party tonight, but also because... It seems that everyone is subconsciously acknowledging that he is the true and most powerful person.

This is really ridiculous. In history, perhaps the right to ruling the lord of the lord, called the nine-thousand-year-old party, but never such a young and full of deterrent royal illegitimate child, or a dazzling illegitimate child.

Everyone subconsciously looked at the Prince.

The prince was smiling and listening to Fan, and his expression was not mesmerizing. It was full of comfort and understanding.

The great prince gently coughed.

Fan Xian’s left hand gently pinched the big wine cellar and looked at the one-footed case. It seemed to be looking at a very beautiful picture: “Why am I so confident? Because I believe that I am the best person in the world. No one's luck is better than me."

Those who have already died, but have come alive inexplicably, and have such a rich and even grotesque life, this luck needs to be slowly celebrated in the years to come.

Fan said with a smile: "I also said earlier that my supervisory school is also very accustomed to using arrows, those who can't kill me, and my enemy must not have such good luck."

******

The supervision institute, not far from the palace, was in the secret room where Chen’s favorite is to stay. Yan Bingyun wore a pure white cotton coat and stared at the desk’s case. After a moment, he sighed and sighed himself. The temples, the soreness of the temples is hard to stop.

The door was slammed, and an official of the two intelligence divisions flashed in and handed him a small bamboo tube with three wax seals.

The ice cloud smashed, picking up the wax seal with his fingernails, taking a look at the inside information, and then the candle burning on the side, and then in the strange eyes of the intelligence officer, some tired said: "Tonight It doesn't matter."

A glimpse of the officer of the Intelligence Division A immediately bowed his head and said: "Forty-three goals, three have been cleared."

Yan Bingyun seems to have some headaches to hear this sentence, shaking his head in annoyance, waving his hand to know and let him go out.

After returning to the quiet room, the ice cloud looked at the wax residue left on the table and began to sing. Tonight, Fan is welcoming the Moon House, and the Supervisory House is in a secondary state. In the dark night in Kyoto, I don’t know how many people are in action, how many people will die, and all this is just because of the leisure. Crazy.

The plan tonight is that Yan Bingyun personally plans the land, although he expressed his firm opposition in the face of Fan Xian, but the things to do should continue to do. In this plan, to kill eleven people, to catch thirty-two people. Of the eleven goals that must be cleared first, six are the eight emperors of the Second Emperor.

This is a crazy revenge.

The eight emperors of the two emperors will have died three times, with the supervision of the hospital full of frenzied counterattacks, the power of a palace in the district, can not shake the overall situation, presumably will receive the death of the rest.

The ice cloud went to the window and picked up the corner of the black cloth in the window. Just like Chen Pingping used to do it, through the small space, looking to the palace not far away, the palace is still bright, in black It exudes a sacred and sublime taste.

He looked at the palace with full of worries and thought: "Your Majesty makes you an loyal minister, but it is not for you to be a servant."

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