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Chapter 520 Heavy Rain

Awan looked out the window in a panic, "Fang Zilan, you said there are no real ghosts or gods..."

Fang Zilan was silent for a moment. She originally didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but this outrageous thing happened to her, let alone witch doctors and Yin-Yang Techniques that only appeared in books in the past? In addition, she also had poison on her body, as

It is difficult for her to say a word of belief or not to believe it directly.

However, seeing Awan's look so scared by the thunder, she was reluctant to scare her again, and just said lightly: "At the turn of spring and summer, there are often thunderstorms, and I think it's going to rain."

Awan took a deep breath and calmed down, "Fang Zilan, I'm a little scared."

"Don't be afraid if I'm here." As soon as Fang Zilan finished speaking, she heard the wind and rain suddenly coming, and the clamoring sounds overshadowed her tail.

At the same time, heavy rain poured in a dense forest in the southeast.

Chu Bin leaned under a tree, looked at the seven people in front of him dyingly, and subconsciously clenched the knife in his hand. If he died here, he would be really unwilling to accept it.

"Wheel King, you are a dog without the protection of the Ghost Sect." The man in the lead sneered, "The world is in the world, and today is your death."

"What a world of things." Chu Bin stood up straight, "I'm going to do this for the court. The world and the temple have always been clearly distinguished. After I report my life and death, what's wrong with you?"

"Things about the court? When did you become a lackey in the court?" The man next to you said disdainfully: "Wheel King, I see that your ability to lie with your eyes open is much better than yours.



Chu Bin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from their reaction, he probably didn't know why his trip was the purpose. Someone in the world released the news that the Wheel King had rebelled out of the Ghost Sect, which attracted all enemies to come to the door.

He didn't have to guess the person who posted the news, and he knew it was a ghost. But he didn't know when he had made so many enemies. He had already sent two waves on the road earlier, and then there was a Southeast Camp in the town.

Although no one took action, he knew that there was always someone following him.

Until yesterday, he left the town alone and encountered a robbery and killing before he went very far. The Qianjinfang man suddenly appeared halfway and blocked a wave of him, life and death were uncertain.

He fled while fighting and struggling for a whole night, but still couldn't escape the pursuit of this group of people. Now there are seven people in front of him from the Huo family of Daomen and Xiaojinghu.

These people in the martial arts world, especially the so-called famous and upright sects, are the best at face value. They are no less scrupulous than those who are killers. This endless style is even better than that.

Chu Bin smiled bitterly in his heart, and suddenly remembered that a few years after entering the Ghost Sect, he and Fang Zilan went on a mission together. He was discovered on the way and had no choice but to go separate.

When we met again, both of them were scarred. The only difference was that Fang Zilan completed the task with the head of the target.

However, after seeing his injury, Fang Zilan killed him without saying a word and followed him for seven days, and eliminated the injured one by one through various means such as poisoning and assassination...

Finally, when he rolled and crawled back to the Ghost Gate with Fang Zilan on his back, both of them had only breath.

In the years that followed, he and Fang Zilan never took out tasks together. He was rarely injured, but Fang Zilan was injured more and more and more, and heavier.

And the people in the world are becoming increasingly afraid of the rumored killer, Zixiu.

He had no doubt that if Fang Zilan was here today, people from the entire world would probably gather here, and wanted to get rid of it and get it done quickly.

Fortunately, today, he is the one who has experienced all this.

As long as Fang Zilan is still at the height of the temple, the Ghost Sect will not dare to release news about Zixiu at will. The people in the Jianghu will not be able to do anything to her...

"What are you waiting for?" the man in the lead shouted, "Kill him and avenge our dead brothers!"

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Fang Zilan felt her eyelids twitching. It rained heavily for nearly all day long. The sky was drowsy and could not tell the black and white. Even people were a little anxious.

She raised her hand and lifted the curtains and looked at the empty streets. She looked increasingly lonely under the rain. The blue bricks sanks on the street were filled with water, and occasionally children were wearing straw raincoats and hats, and they stepped on them mischievously.

Go, splashing water.

"Sir Fang, it's raining outside, you'd better put the curtain down." The soldiers accompanying the house couldn't help but remind him, but Fang Zilan was unmoved at all, "It's okay."

The soldiers of the palace wanted to say something else, but saw Fang Zilan opening his mouth thoughtfully, "Zheng Yan should have arrived at the palace gate at this time..."

The sound of rain sounded, and the soldiers of the government seemed to have not heard it clearly, and subconsciously asked: "Master Fang, what did you say?"

"Nothing." Fang Zilan looked forward, "I'm almost at the palace city."

Zheng Yan stood at the palace gate with an umbrella. When he saw Fang Zilan's car stop, he walked over quickly, picked her up from the carriage, and put it in her ear and whispered: "Mr. Fang, it's definitely auspicious flower."

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Fang Zilan's heart sank, "After a while, you will think you don't know anything."

"Yes." Zheng Yan retreated behind Fang Zilan and stopped talking.

"Duke Yue, it's really hard for you to come here in such heavy rain." The palace servants came up and led Fang Zilan and Zheng Yan into Wanfu Palace.

Shortly after Fang Zilan sat down, Di Rong's delegation arrived. Princess Erya and her extra maid followed the envoy, both lowered their eyebrows and eyes, covering their faces with a light gauze, and could not see their true appearance.

After the Di Rong delegation met, some court officials were curious about Princess Erya. In a whisper, it was a princess of Princess Yucheng Li Qiyou who rescued the siege: "Miss Erya comes from our Di Rong Wu family, and is proficient in divination.

, I wonder if I would be lucky enough to see you today?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Zilan looked at the Princess Yucheng, who also came from Di Rong, and then her eyes fell on Li Qiyou. His face was calm, as if he was not surprised by his princess' proposal.

However, before Fang Zilan could think about it, she saw Princess Erya bow to Li Shengxuan. After receiving the approval, she walked towards her, "Mr. Fang, please."

Fang Zilan was stunned. Could it be that Princess Erya wanted to divine her?

In the midst of lightning, several thoughts flashed through my mind. If Princess Erya colluded with the Ghost Sect, she told her identity of Zixiu, or the background of the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, or even the princess of the previous dynasty...

No matter which one it is, it is enough to cause an uproar.

But what Fang Zilan didn't expect was that Princess Erya looked at her steadily and said word by word: "Mr. Fang, you didn't belong here originally, even if your body is the same, you will be different."

With a loud bang, the pale face of Fang Zilan was reflected in the thunder and lightning. Why did Princess Erya know?

Heavy rain has arrived, no one can escape
Chapter completed!
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