In the Nan'an Palace, which is five main streets away from the Governor's Palace, in front of the five animal-headed gates, there are more than a dozen horses tied to horse posts next to two lions carved from huge stones.

Some people got off their horses and walked quickly towards the stone steps. Others hurried out of the house, got on their horses and disappeared into the night.

A large plaque with a red gold dragon pattern hangs on the main entrance of the palace, on which are engraved six large gilt characters "Edict to Build Nan'an Palace" with dancing dragons and phoenixes.

Although King Nan'an guarded Lingnan Road, his palace was built in the magnificent Jinling City in the south of the Yangtze River.

At this time, men in well-dressed clothes kept coming and going from the side door of the palace, and everyone had solemn expressions on their faces.

Passing through a dragon screen wall, the red lanterns between the winding courtyard verandas extend into the depths of the palace's courtyards like fire dragons.

Deep in the palace, there is a simple quiet room with simple decoration. There is an animal head incense cage placed on a table near the window, and sandalwood incense rises from it.

A bronze ice mirror is placed in the middle of the quiet room, which emits a hint of cool air and keeps the temperature of the entire quiet room at a suitable temperature.

"Tell me, what's going to happen over there in Guangling?" A middle-aged man with a strong build, wearing a loose Chinese dress, with long hair shawl, the silver hair at the temples is extremely eye-catching under the candlelight.

The man was none other than Li Muzhi, the contemporary king of Nan'an, and his entire figure was shrouded in a murderous aura.

His bastard son has been lost, but the son named Xu Fan actually took charge of the Xu Mansion. It was obvious that his son was either dead or captured by Xu Fan.

The veins on the back of Li Muzhi's hands bulged. Anyone who knew him well knew that King Nan'an was extremely angry at this time.

The three people sitting around the ice mirror were tasting the unique fruits of Nanling. They were the wise men of the King of Nan'an, Xiao Yun, the white-faced scholar, Lu Haocheng, the green-bearded Taoist, and Zhang Jubai, the poisonous king.

"Since the Yin and Yang Sect has intervened, let's take a look first. I believe that Qin Ruhai must have a share in the information that the prince has. The Yin and Yang Sect appears in Guangling City at this time, also to seek to seize the Xu family's property in Guangling. The imperial court will not sit idly by.

"

Xiao Yun, who looked like a frail scholar in a snow-white robe, spit out the lychee core in his mouth and said calmly.

"I lost a son."

"oh."

Xiao Yun, the white-faced scholar, put another lychee in his mouth and continued, "The prince is a man who wants to do great things. What can he do to make the most money for himself? If he must avenge the prince's son."

Xiao Yun thought for a while, took a bite of lychee meat, and glanced at Zhang Jubai, who had a green face, with a playful look in his eyes, "Then please invite Mr. Jubai to go to Guangling City in person? Just like this..."

"Just what?"

"This will expose the prince's intentions and is not worth it." Xiao Yun ate all the lychee meat, rolled his tongue around the lychee core and swirled it in his mouth, and said vaguely.

"Taoist Lu, what about you?"

Ma Yingjie, who was dressed in a blue monk's robe, had pale upper and lower lips, and his body was still shaking from time to time, but his hands were pressed tightly against the ice mirror, feeling the comfortable coldness.

After a moment of silence, Ma Yingjie moved his neck, shaking off a lot of frost on his green beard. He said in a hoarse voice, "Kill early? Kill later? Everything depends on the prince."

There was a dead silence in the quiet room, except for two rows of candles hissing on the animal-head candlesticks.

King Nan'an's right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and the letter in his hand turned into a ball of debris.

"Then let Qin Ruhai and the Yin-Yang Sect fight first. I can just sit back and watch!"

It can be heard that Nan'an King Li Muzhi almost squeezed out the last few words through his teeth.

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The next morning, the sun shone on the courtyard of Xu Mansion.

Xu Fan, who had not slept all night, was still excitedly collecting fine wines in front of the wine rack in Baoxia.

White pear blossoms, drunk peach blossoms, brewed apricot blossoms... As long as they are the best wines in Guangling City, they are all on dozens of rows of wine racks in front of you.

However, these wine jars are empty now.

All the wine went into the old gourd on Xu Fan's waist.

If others were present, they would definitely exclaim about the terrifying "belly" of this old gourd!

Hundreds of jars of wine were wiped out by Xu Fan overnight.

"Creak" sound.

Xu Fan opened the door and walked out of Baoxia slowly, bathing in the golden sunshine of the morning. He covered his forehead with his right hand to block the dazzling sunlight.

"Master, you are finally out."

Zi'er was wearing a purple dress, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked worriedly at Xu Fan who was walking out of the building.

If it weren't for the servants outside who stopped him, Zi'er would have rushed into Baoxia early in the morning to see what his young master was doing in Baoxia after staying up all night.

"Guard this place well and don't let anyone in!"

Xu Fan came to Zi'er and gave instructions to the seven or eight servants in the courtyard.

Last night, except for the first wine jar, Xu Fan penetrated it with one finger. He tapped the rest of the wine jars lightly. Natural cracks appeared on the surface of the wine jar, and the wine fell into his true solution gourd along those cracks.

middle.

Although he had not slept all night, Xu Fan was extremely happy. Two cracks on the surface of the Zhenjie Gourd were actually repaired, which was his current means and trump card to save his life.

Zi'er pouted with an unhappy look on her face. "Master, you must take good care of your body. We'd better go back to Botaoting first. You can have some breakfast and then have a good rest."

After Xu Fan listened to Zi'er's suggestion, he felt that he was too impatient. Not only was this easy to be seen through by others, but it was also bad for his health. "Okay, listen to Zi'er on everything."

The two of them left this side courtyard together and returned to the Wave Courtyard.

Seeing the disappearing figures of the two men, the four servants who were guarding the building turned back to look at the door behind them curiously. Thinking of Xu Fan's punishment on his servants after returning home, they shuddered all over and hurriedly

Turning his head back, he stood straight in front of the door.

After returning to Botaoting's bedroom, Xu Fan sat cross-legged on the bed, opened the old gourd, put his nose against the mouth of the gourd, and sniffed the wine in the gourd carefully.

In the gourd, there is no longer just pear blossom white, but also peach blossom drunkenness, apricot blossom brewed wine and other kinds of fine wines.

"What a solution, what a solution! You have to recover as soon as possible. In order to help you regain your intelligence, I bought all the drinks in Guangling City! Don't let me wait too long."

Xu Fan shook the old gourd and felt very sad.

Feeling the weak vitality flowing out of the gourd mouth again, Xu Fan was overjoyed. He tried his best to inhale through the tip of his nose, trying not to waste any vitality.

It lasted for more than half an hour, and when he was sure that his energy was gone, Xu Fan stuffed the old gourd again and stretched out on the bed.

There is a little more vitality in the body!

To this day, Xu Fan still has not opened the cyclone acupoint. All the energy in his body has been used by him to forge his meridians and body. Now, he needs a solid foundation and muscles.

As for Mrs. Wang's pseudo-cyclone acupuncture points, in his eyes, they are a joke. It is simply a waste of the vitality of heaven and earth. What is the difference between them and ordinary martial arts.

"Bang~bang~bang~"

Feeling the energy impacting the meridians in his body one after another, Xu Fan's forehead veins jumped, and there seemed to be large air masses in the meridians all over his body that were constantly washing the meridians.

Under this wash, Xu Fan endured great pain, as if his whole body was being eaten by thousands of ants. But he never gave up, and instead fell into a deep sleep amidst the pain.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already sunset.

After a late lunch, Xu Fan sat under the pavilion by Botao Lake, holding a fishing rod and blowing in the cool lake breeze.

In the bronze ice mirror on the side, an old gourd was wading comfortably in the ice pit, feeling the chill.

"When will you go to Jinling?"

Xu Fan smelled the familiar body fragrance and the cold voice again on the tip of his nose.

Buy wine, drink, sleep, fish, and enjoy the breeze.

The girl in the white dress really couldn't understand what Xu Fan was waiting for. Wasn't he going to seek refuge with the Yin-Yang Sect? Why was he still staying in the Xu Mansion?

She monitored the Xu family outside Xu's mansion and never saw Xu Fan leave.

"Why? Are you so anxious for me to go to Jinling to meet your master?" Xu Fan picked up the fishing rod in his hand, and the lake in the distance moved slightly, causing ripples.

"Hey, you scared away my fish!"

"When will you go to Jinling?"

The figure of the girl in the white dress finally appeared in the woods outside the pavilion. Her slender figure was hidden under the shadow of the trees, almost blending in with the dense forest.

The boy in the pavilion is so strange!

As the saint of the Yin and Yang Sect, the girl in the white dress has only opened twelve cyclone acupoints. Mrs. Wang and the Jiangnan sub-rudder who are lurking in the Xu Mansion are also strong men in the sect who have opened twelve cyclone acupoints.

Also, there are dozens of disciples of the Yin Yang Sect lurking in the Xu Mansion. Although they have not opened the twelve cyclone acupoints, many of them have also opened the ten cyclone acupoints.

As a result, all these people were arrested after the young master in the pavilion returned to Xu Mansion.

The captain of the Jiangnan Branch even died directly in the Xu Mansion, and she also went to see Mrs. Wang once.

"If you want to survive, stay away from Xu Fan."

The girl in the white dress was still recalling Mrs. Wang's advice to her.

However, she was unwilling to give in. In the Yin and Yang Sect, if you don't fight, you will only die.

Among the saints of the previous generation, Mrs. Wang was eventually sent to the south of the Yangtze River to carry out the Yin Yang Sect's mission and take control of the Xu Mansion because she could not compete with other saints.

She doesn't want to follow in her footsteps.

Become a plaything given to a powerful person or wealthy businessman by the sect.

"It's so nice to stay in Guangling. You have food and drink, and you have this beautiful iceberg beauty in your life."
To be continued...