Chapter 259 The down-and-out Fan Xian

"I once dreamed of walking around the world with a sword

Take a look at the prosperity of the world

The young heart is always a little frivolous

Now you are home

The girl you once felt sorry for

Now there is no trace

Love always makes you long and bother

I've been bruised all over my body"

In the wilderness in the Northern Qi Dynasty, the sun sets. Fan Xian held an old and thin horse in his left hand and a bottle of turbid wine in his right hand. He walked on the mottled ancient road, drinking and singing Xu Wei's song "You Once Upon a Time".

After being separated from Wuzhu, he became a real lonely man. Fortunately, wine, a good thing that makes people die of life and dreams, can make him temporarily forget his loneliness and troubles.

Just as he was drinking in a daze, a team of officers and soldiers stared at him a few hundred meters away.

"You're sure this waist card fell off that person."

Uesugi asked.

"I will definitely not be wrong when I go back to the general. Although my humble position is abolished, my eyes are not blind yet. When the man came to buy wine, I paid attention to him as soon as I heard the accent."

The young man who spoke was a lame man, and his lameness was nothing. The most influential thing was his face with the word "defeated";

That's right, he was the soldier who was captured and released after being released in that great battle.

"Okay, Wang Xiao, when this general catches him, he will definitely report your contribution to the court."

"I don't care about the general, I don't take the credit seriously now, but please return the shame that Qingren imposed on me to them; if this happens, I will die with peace of mind."

Wang Xiao pointed to the mark on his right leg and face with his left hand, begging.

"Okay, I'll make the decision for you now, drive."

It is said that Ci is not in charge of the soldiers, but seeing the soldiers who once fell into such a field, a fire burned in Uesugi.

"Fill me up"

The distance of several hundred meters was only a charge for the cavalry, and Fan Xian, who was half drunk and half awake, was surrounded.

"Rareless, who are you? You dare to block my way."

Fan Xian, who was not drunk, would naturally not be so arrogant in this situation, but now he is drunk.

"Is this waist card yours?"

Uesugi Takara threw the inspector's waist card to Fan Xian and asked.

"What...whether the waist card, I don't know what you are talking about?"

When Fan Xian saw this tisi waist card, he also realized what was going on.

"I don't know what I said? Go back with me and I will help you recall it carefully and take it down for me."

As Sean's adopted son, Uesugi Tuo was not a reckless man. He caught a trace of panic from Fan Xian's eyes; yes, it was this kid, right.

Surrender?

This word is not found in the dictionary of Time Traveler; with martial arts, swords and horses, Fan Xian chose to break out.

"I still want to escape, really seek death?"

Now Fan Xian is only at the eighth grade combat power if he dies. He is still in full state. He is not Wu Song, and drinking can improve his state. When he is drunk, he is only a drunk cat, and he still has to fight against ordinary soldiers. However, when he meets Uesugi Tiger at the ninth grade, he is knocked down and faints after one encounter.

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An hour later, Fan Xian, who was only a single piece of clothing, was tied to the interrogation rack in the prison cell of the military camp.

Wow

When a bucket of cold water goes down, not only will the person wake up, but the wine will also wake up.

"Ahem cough cough"

Who am I and where am I?

This was Fan Xian’s first reaction after waking up.

Slap

The whip soaked in salt water whipped it down for three consecutive times. Fan Xian remembered it and remembered everything that happened before he fell into a coma.

"Hahaha, the defeated soldiers... I knew that you had many defeated soldiers in Northern Qi, but you didn't have to be so proud, just write it on your face."

Fan Xian mocked him without knowing his life and death, and the one who tortured him was Wang Xiao, a defeated soldier in Northern Qi.

"Okay, very good, I really hope your mouth can keep going so hard."

Wang Xiao’s purpose was not to get any news from Fan Xian. He was to vent his experiences in the Nanqing Military Camp.

"If you kill me, I will take your surname if I frown."

Since ancient times, I have died in the only way. After leaving Lin Wan'er, Fan Xian believes that he is not afraid of death, but is he still afraid of torture?

"Killing is a sin. If you Nanqing people don't kill me, I won't kill you;

Look, this is a good thing I have spent half a year preparing for you. You are very lucky. Can I let you choose it yourself?"

Wang Xiao smiled slightly, dragged his disabled left leg and threw a pile of iron blocks in front of Fan Xian.

"You, what are you?"

"Bad, coward, dog thief, eunuch, you choose yourself, don't be polite to me."

What Wang Xiao threw in front of Fan Xian were sold irons with various insulting words printed on them.

"You, don't do anything randomly; I tell you, I am the guest of honor for your Northern Qi national master Ku He. If you dare do something randomly, your great master will not let you go."

After all, Fan Xian moved out the great Buddha Kuhe.

"The guest of honor for the national teacher is right? Then I'll let you choose two, that's great..."

Ku He is still too far away for Wang Xiao, and it is mainly because he doesn't believe Fan Xian's words at all.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Seeing Wang Xiao throwing two soldering irons into the charcoal with a low-class and a coward, Fan Xian was completely timid.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a little bit. I'll personally apply medicine to you later. The best golden sore medicine will be obtained from your Nanqing Military Camp.

By the way, we have one more important thing to do before that.”

Wang Xiao took out a pair of sharp scissors and walked towards Fan Xian.

"You, ah...ah..."

In an instant, Fan Xian's painful wailing sounded in the dungeon of the military camp.

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"ah"

At the same time, thousands of miles away, in the dormitory of Kunning Palace in Nanqing, Fan Ruoru woke up from his sleep.

"Empress, what's wrong with you, Empress?"

Half a month ago, Fan Ruoru moved into this palace belonging to the queen. It was also from that day that she had a little trouble.

"Brother, what happened to my elder brother?"

Interestingly, Fan Ruoru and Fan Xian have nothing to do with blood, but at this moment, they actually generate telepathy.

"Empress, stop talking about that person. Do you think he hasn't harmed you enough? If it weren't for him, how could the Lord be so neglecting you?"

The maid Xiaoping helped Fan Ruoru pour a glass of water, handed it to her and persuaded her.

"No matter how wrong he is, he is my biological brother; as for the Lord, I am now, it is also my duty if he doesn't come."

Fan Ruoruo had complained about Fan Xian in private, but in front of the maid Xiaoping, she chose to be stubborn.

"Empress, there is something I was afraid that you would not tell you, don't tell you, do you know, Ye Cairen moved into Huaqing Palace a few days ago."

"What Ye Cairen, isn't she the Princess Cheng? This bitch woman, just a few days after Li Chengze's rebellion failed, she couldn't even throw herself into the embrace of the emperor. She was so shameless."

Li Chengqian was both deceiving and arguing Fan Ruoruo, but she blamed Ye Ling'er, who was passively accepted.

"Empress, now Ye Ling'er and that woman are joining forces, you should be careful in the future."

The woman said it was Lin Wan'er. At this moment, Fan Ruoruo would not expect to live in peace with her.
Chapter completed!