Walking at dusk, Xiao Xuangan took Zhou Bian back to Youxiangju silently.
"You'd better be honest." Xiao Xuangan said, "If I find that you have some other thoughts, I will cut off your head without hesitation."
Zhou Bian said lightly: "It's up to you."
In the Youxiang Residence, Li Xinan had already learned about Zhou Bian and was standing at the gate with a serious look on his face to greet him.
The two of them only met twice. When they met again, they were both dull.
"Why do you want to see me?" Li Xin'an asked with a frown.
Zhou Bian said coldly: "Stand at the door and speak, is this the way to entertain guests in the Blood Clothing Hall?"
Li Xinan smiled slightly, and his predecessor gave in:
"please."
Zhou Bian was not polite either and raised his legs and stepped into the door. Seeing this, Ye Qinglan on the side couldn't help frowning and said:
"This guy doesn't know how polite you are."
"Brother Xiao, why are you bringing him back? This is An Lushan's man!"
Xiao Xuangan shrugged helplessly: "I don't want this, but he said An Lushan was going to rebel. I continued to ask, but he refused to say the rest, just said he wanted to see the master."
"This person is very strange. Maybe he has something to do with it."
Ye Qinglan looked at Zhou Bian's back and grew up slightly:
"You said that Wu Xiang was the spy installed in the Blood Clothes Hall. Could this person be... so?"
Li Xinan shook his head slowly: "He is not from the Blood Clothing Hall, the archer... his surname should be Zhou."
"Brother Zhou? Do you know his background?"
Li Xin'an exhaled a breath of turbid air: "It should be, I hope it will be as I wish. But if that happens, it will be very troublesome to have blood hatred."
Ye Qinglan and Xiao Xuangan looked like two monks and were confused. Li Xin'an said too obscure.
Zhou Bian's footsteps finally stopped in the center of the martial arts performance venue in Youxiangju's front yard. He turned around and looked at Li Xin'an who was walking towards him, and said:
"Give me my bow and arrow."
Li Xinan raised her eyebrows and turned to Xiao Xuangan and said:
"Brother Xiao, give him the bow and arrow."
Xiao Xuangan scolded coldly: "What do you want to do?"
Zhou Bian said calmly: "Give it to me."
Li Xinan nodded slowly, his expression seemed to be saying: Believe me!
Xiao Xuan shouted and snorted coldly, threw Zhou Bian's bow and arrow away, and dropped it at Zhou Bian's feet.
Zhou Bian took his waist down, picked up the bow and arrow, gently patted the dust on it, and blew a breath. Then he made an arrow-like look, put his finger on the bowstring, aiming at Li Xin'an.
"Zheng——"
There were no arrows on the bowstring, but this empty arrow shot out a strong wind, passing through Li Xin'an's face, and cutting off a strand of his hair.
Xiao Xuangan's eyes were cold and his hand was pressed on the hilt of the ghost-headed sword.
"Brother Xiao!" Li Xinan shouted suddenly:
"Don't move."
The abnormal movements in the courtyard have also attracted the attention of others. At this moment, the martial arts field is surrounded by disciples of the Blood Clothing Clan who are glaring.
Li Xin'an looked around and scolded, "If you have nothing to do, you can watch the fun, just let me go in!"
With an order, the disciples of the Blood Clothing Hall came and left again.
Looking at this scene, Zhou Bian smiled: "You are a good person from the Blood Clothes Hall. You follow your orders and compete with Fan Yang."
"You said An Lushan was going to rebel, but are you not his? Why do you betray him?" Li Xin'an asked bluntly.
"Let's put this matter aside first. I have a grudge and I will deal with it with you." Zhou Bian kept brushing the arrows in the quiver and said slowly.
"That's why I want to see you."
When Li Xinan heard this, he felt more firm in his heart.
"Second-rank archer, are you - the one from the Divine Bow Sect?"
Zhou Bian's movements suddenly stopped. He slowly raised his head, and his eyes contained a cold cold light:
"Divine Bow Gate? There is no Divine Bow Gate in this world for a long time."
Li Xin'an took a deep breath and asked slowly: "Is your surname Zhou?"
"It's hard for you to remember the surname of Shengongmen." Zhou Bian suddenly laughed, "Yes, my surname is Zhou."
"Zhou Bian, is my name."
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"Who is Zhou Yingan you?"
"He is my grandfather."
This answer was actually not beyond Li Xin'an's expectations. What he was confused about was that Zhou Ying'an was said to have no offspring, so why did he hide the existence of Zhou Bian's grandson?
"Zhou Yingan is said to have never been married and has no children. You said he is your grandfather, what about the evidence?"
Zhou Bian sneered: "Why do I want to give you evidence? Do you believe it or not, it cannot change the fact that I am Zhou Ying'an's grandson."
Li Xin'an lowered his face: "Zhou Bian, I hope we can have an open and honest conversation."
"I did kill the senior of the Divine Bow Sect back then. I don't know if he is your father, but please listen to me that at that time, the dead were not what we wanted to see."
"I understand." Zhou Bian said, "Pei Min made a sword, and we took the sword first. We were not as skilled as humans, so we would not die unjustly."
"That person is not my father either. My father died of illness very early. That person is my master and the successor of Zhou Ying'an."
"Is that true..." A trace of gratitude flashed in Li Xin'an's heart. Since he was not Zhou Bian's father, there was still something to talk about.
"I'm here this time to settle the grudges of that year."
Zhou Bian pulled the bow and took the arrow, aiming it at Li Xin'an again.
"Li Xin'an, do you know that your identity has long been transparent in Fanyang. I am studying you all the time, hoping that one day I can use my bow and arrow to penetrate your head."
"At that time, I could have shot you with one arrow. When I came to kill you with Wuxiang, I could have killed you too. But I didn't do that, do you know why?"
"Because you're not that kind of person."
Li Xin'an replied: "You are open and upright and want to defeat me, instead of hurting others with hidden arrows."
"The hidden arrow hurts people...hahaha..."
Zhou Bian suddenly burst into laughter: "Don't call us archers so vicious! In terms of viciousness, you should be the killers and assassins who play hidden weapons."
"You are a little right. I didn't shoot arrows. I really want to defeat you openly. It's not that I disdain for the hidden arrows to hurt people, but that I disdain for you, the killers."
Li Xin'an nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then shoot the arrow."
"If you want to kill me, I won't surrender. What about the agreement?"
"You said." Zhou Bian said.
"There are about twenty arrows in your quiver. If I don't die within fifteen arrows, you must sit down honestly and explain everything to us."
"Of course, if I die at your hands, I will order you to leave safely."
"Master!" "Brother Li!"
Xiao Xuangan and Ye Qinglan both dissuaded: "No!"
"I have decided, there is no need to say much!" Li Xin'an said.
"Although, I don't think it's wrong for us to kill your master. After all, your master took the sword first. However, our hatred should not be extended to you. Zhou Bian, if I die, this hatred will end here. I hope you don't vent your anger on the other people in the Blood Clothing Hall."
Zhou Bian nodded slightly: "Okay."
Without further ado, Zhou Bian loosened his fingers, and the arrow that had already been ready to go quickly shot towards Li Xin'an's face.
Li Xin'an drew his sword to block it, and the arrow collided violently with the "White Rainbow". A huge force spread along the sword body to Li Xin'an's wrist, which shocked his tiger's mouth and made him numb.
"What a fierce arrow!" Li Xin'an exclaimed secretly: "It's worthy of being the Divine Bow Sect!"
Strictly speaking, this is the first time that Li Xin'an and Zhou Bian face to face.
The first time I passed, Zhou Bian had the upper hand.
Taking advantage of Zhou Bian's arrow change, Li Xin'an used his light skills to sweep towards Zhou Bian's head, and he wanted to fight in close combat.
But Zhou Bian naturally would not give him this opportunity. Although the physical fitness of the archer is stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, Li Xin'an has a sword in his hand. Once he is bullied, Zhou Bian will not be his opponent in any case.
So, Zhou Bian made a very ugly and ridiculous move - he bent down and curled up and rolled out in front of him.
Li Xin'an's offensive failed. His original intention was to force Zhou Bian to retreat, but Zhou Bian's move to roll over made Li Xin'an's wishful thinking fail.
After landing on the ground, Li Xin'an didn't wait to turn around, and there was another sound of bowstrings behind him.
"So fast!"
Li Xin'an knocked down an arrow with his backhand, turned around and faced him
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And there is a second one!
It was a continuous arrow!
It was so dangerous that Li Xin'an flashed a second arrow sideways.
But Zhou Bian pulled up the bowstring again, held his breath and concentrated, and shot the fourth arrow.
The flying arrows magnified rapidly in Li Xin'an's pupils, and the next moment, blood spread across his body.
Li Xin'an's right arm was cut by an arrow, and blood spurted out like a spring.
Zhou Bian pursed his lips: "Hmph... it flashed quite quickly."
"Brother Li!" Ye Qinglan's eyes were anxious and she was about to step forward, but was pulled by Xiao Xuangan.
"Brother Xiao, what are you doing?"
Xiao Xuangan looked at him and shook his head slowly: "Believe him."
On the field, Li Xinan dragged his injured body and was avoiding Zhou Bian's seventh and eighth arrows.
After the fourth arrow shot his right arm, Zhou Bian never gained any advantage. However, Li Xin'an's playing style became fierce. While dodging, he kept approaching Zhou Bian.
He would not give Zhou Bian a second chance to roll on the donkey.
Li Xinan was a little envious of Murong Bai at this time. If he knew the sword moves like "Flying Firefly" and could take the head level ten steps away. How could he rush forward with such a embarrassed stare at the arrow?
Finally, he swung his sword and knocked down Zhou Bian's eleventh arrow and came to Zhou Bian.
Without the advantage of distance, Zhou Bian seemed to be defeated, but he did not intend to surrender. Instead, he raised a long bow and blocked the sword that Li Xin'an slashed.
Li Xinan looked stunned. Looking at the longbow that had only been cut out with a slight wound, he was wondering why the bow was not cut off?
Zhou Bian sneered: "Are you surprised?"
"Li Xin'an, my master died because of your sword. My rhinoceros horn bow is specifically designed to guard against your Baihong Sword!"
He punched Li Xin'an in the face, who retreated repeatedly and opened the distance again, and Zhou Bian then shot the twelfth arrow.
This time, Li Xin'an failed to avoid it. His right chest was completely penetrated by an arrow.
"Do you know, Li Xin'an, my arrow can completely shoot your heart, but I can't. I will torture you slowly!"
Zhou Bian's face was ferocious and crazy, and his right hand turned into a afterimage, making Li Xin'an unable to see his movements at all.
Only when the bowstring sounded, Li Xin'an hurriedly dodged, but no arrows shot.
Zhou Bian was just pulling the Kong strings, like an old cat catching prey teasing the dying mouse.
But Li Xin'an didn't dare to gamble. No one knew whether Zhou Bian's next arrow was his ridicule or his deathly soul-chasing arrow.
"Zheng——"
Zhou Bian finally shot out the thirteenth arrow. Li Xin'an seized the opportunity and waved his sword to slash the arrow into two in the air.
"cut……"
Zhou Bian looked ugly. After pulling Kongxian twice, he meowed Li Xin'an's lower abdomen and shot the fourteenth arrow.
Li Xin'an's "Baihong" sword body sags, and the wide surface of the sword tip just blocks the arrow.
"Bastard, why!" Zhou Bian's forehead bulged, his face turned red, and he growled, and shot the fifteenth arrow that the two agreed upon.
The arrow suddenly pulled out two afterimages in the air. For a moment, it was impossible to tell which one was the real arrow.
"This is my unique skill in the Divine Bow Sect. A three-pointer fatal arrow. Li Xin'an, you can't catch it!" Zhou Bian thought secretly.
Li Xin'an's actions were beyond his expectations. He raised his left arm and extended it outward, as if he was to hold the arrow that was farthest from him.
"Puff..."
The arrow penetrated his palm, and Li Xinan pulled out the arrow expressionlessly.
Then, in the astonished eyes of everyone, he pierced the arrow into his shoulder.
"Brother Li, what are you doing?" Ye Qinglan's face was full of incredibleness.
Zhou Bian was also stunned, staring at him in a daze, at a loss.
"you……"
Li Xin'an raised his head and looked at him with a smile:
"This time, do you hate it?"
"Sit down and let's talk slowly."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Bian looked at the bow and arrow in his hand silently. Finally, he sighed to the sky and threw away the bow in his hand.
"An Lushan wants to rebel, and the time for sending troops is initially scheduled for July next year."