Zhou Bian dragged his seriously injured body and returned to Zhaowen Hall, it was already late at night.
On the way back, he fainted in a corner, but was discovered by others, and Zhou Bian was awakened.
The Zhaowen Pavilion is brightly lit, and nearly 300 students are now reading at night, writing hard, and they are about to make a splash in the scientific examination two months later and make a bright future.
Therefore, Zhaowenguan's vigilance reached the strictest stage of the year. The inner and outer three layers are all martial arts disciples of Zhaowenguan.
The owner of the museum, Zhou Heyang, was not here, and without the warrants of several elders, even the people in the Zhaowen Museum would be unable to move forward.
Zhou Bian hid in the dark and looked at the back door of Zhaowenguan from afar. He covered the wound with one hand and groped in his arms with the other.
After a moment, his face felt ashamed.
It's broken! Hua Zhiping's handwritten fell out when he duel with Li Xin'an!
Zhou Bian leaned weakly against the wall, his brain was running rapidly, thinking about how he should get in.
At present, I was seriously injured and felt unbearable in the pain when I moved a little. It seemed that it was impossible to enter Zhaowen Hall.
"I'm so stupid... I actually lost the warrant. When I left... Uh... I didn't know how to check it carefully."
"Zhou Bian, Zhou Bian, what have you learned in the years you have been in the Blood Camp!"
A sudden air conditioning blew from behind my head, accompanied by a leisurely sound:
"Why don't you go in?"
Zhou Bian's hair stood upright, and the fine beads of sweat instantly soaked his clothes.
This voice - it's Wuxiang!
Zhou Bian turned his head with difficulty and glanced at Wu Xiang as if nothing had happened.
"Next time you appear, at least make a sound, don't be like a wild cat, it's scary to death."
"I have been outside Zhaowen Hall and am ready to pick you up."
Wu Xiang said expressionlessly: "Are you injured less and can't walk anymore? I'll carry you."
"No." Zhou Bian raised his arm and spread Wu Xiang's hand.
"My warrant is lost."
Upon hearing this, Wu Xiang finally had a little expression on his face, a surprised expression:
"You shouldn't lose this thing. The young master is suspicious and will be suspicious of you."
"Yes, I'm worried about this." Zhou Bian said gritting his teeth, "I was driven away by the swordsman and I don't know where it was. I probably can't find it back if I want to find it."
"You shouldn't be consuming with that person." Wu Xiang said, "According to your personality, if you get rid of it, he should leave immediately."
"I want to do it too." Zhou Bian continued to lie, "That person has some ability. If you simply talk about brute force, you probably are not an opponent."
"He slashed my rhinoceros horn bow with one knife, and almost all of them were destroyed."
"It's really strange that you don't care about your body, you're going to care about your bow first."
Zhou Bian sneered coldly: "Don't you also regard Guan Ri's view as more important than anything else? Shi Chaoyi wanted to steal your sword. If his father was not Shi Siming, the grass on the grave would have to be several feet tall now."
Wu Xiang was silent for a moment and did not resume the conversation.
"If I don't let you help me, you really don't care?" Zhou Bian became weaker and weaker. That was not pretending. Xiao Xuangan's sword was not just a skin trauma. His huge internal force continued to rage in Zhou Bian's body, causing severe bleeding. Zhou Bian felt that if Wu Xiang was not here, he would really die here."
Wuxiang didn't say anything else, carried Zhou Bian on his back and walked towards the back door of Zhaowenguan.
The disciples of Zhaowenguan also knew Wu Xiang. After all, this strange man with the special care of elder Hua Zhiping wandered outside the Zhaowenguan for several hours. His face had long been engraved in the minds of these disciples guarding the door.
Without too much obstruction, Wu Xiang and Zhou Bian arrived at the small courtyard where Hua Zhiping lived smoothly, and An Qingxu was waiting for them.
As soon as he saw Zhou Bian, he immediately went up to meet him.
"How is it?" An Qingxu's eyes,
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Full of caring.
Zhou Bian opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty and tried his best to see An Qingxu's face clearly.
"I can't die."
After spending more than ten years together, An Qingxu knew that Zhou Bian was speaking in this tone. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"If Xuanyuan Youpeng hadn't pulled me away, I would have forced him to take action, and I would never have put you in such danger."
Zhou Bian sneered in his heart - he pulled you away, but you didn't refuse?
After all, you are just testing me.
An Qingxu is kind-hearted and ruthless, and is suspicious by nature. No matter how long you have been with him, as long as he doubts you, you will face countless temptations until he is suspicious or dies.
Zhou Bian had already seen countless people in a miserable situation at An Qingxu's hands. Because of this, An Qingxu had no confidant because no one dared to hand over his life to a master who would stab you in the back.
However, at this moment, Zhou Bian was willing to believe An Qingxu's regret. Compared to Xuanyuan Youpeng, Zhou Bian was obviously his own person, and An Qingxu must be unwilling to die for nothing.
"Rehabilitate well." An Qingxu gently patted Zhou Bian's shoulder and glanced at the longbow he was carrying.
"Is the rhinoceros horn bow damaged?"
Zhou Bian nodded: "I was cut off."
Wu Xiang frowned slightly and then stretched out.
"When I return to Fanyang, I will give you my father's treasure bow." An Qingxu smiled and said, "My father hasn't hunted for a long time. The treasure bow is idle, which is really a waste and is just given to the hero."
“…thank you, young master…”
Zhou Bian took a breath of cold air, and the sudden severe pain made him wake up a little.
Looking around, he saw no trace of Xuanyuan Youpeng.
"Where is that person?" Zhou Bian asked with a gloomy face.
"Who?"
An Qingxu frowned, and after a moment, he suddenly realized.
"You mean Xuanyuan has a partner?"
"Yes." Zhou Bian's face was as gloomy as if water was dripping.
"I'm going to find a prince. Speaking of which, the Demon Shadow Pavilion actually involves the royal family, which is much scarier than when he was in the hands of Si Chengfeng. Hahaha... This is called the Demon Sect!"
An Qingxu smiled warmly: "I know you hate him, after all, he pushed you into such a dangerous situation. However, the three towns are still using the Demon Shadow Pavilion. When my father's reply is sent back to Chang'an, we can consider when to get rid of this trouble."
"I promise you that you will use the treasure bow to shoot through Xuanyuan Youpeng's head."
Zhou Bian nodded gratefully, and a "buzzing" sounded in his ears, drowned him like a tide.
His eyes were so sleepy that he couldn't open it. He could no longer see An Qingxu's face in front of him.
Wu Xiang said lightly: "He can't hold on, and he should go to the doctor quickly, otherwise he wouldn't be able to survive tonight."
"I'll go find Hua Zhiping!" An Qingxu said in a deep voice, "Before the doctor comes, Wuxiang, don't let Zhou Bian die."
Wu Xiang nodded slightly, helped Zhou Bian into the house, and lay on the bed.
An Qingxu pushed open the gate of the courtyard and disappeared into the thick night in the blink of an eye.
After lifting Zhou Bian's clothes and looking at the hideous wound under his ribs, Wu Xiang murmured:
"If someone comes, I will be the only one by the young master."
"This is not easy to deal with..."
...
Li Xin'an stayed in the imperial grandson's mansion for a whole day, and did not return until the dusk of the next day.
Murong Bai and others also stayed in Youxiangju for a whole day without doing anything. Li Xin'an and Li Chu did not send the order back, and they were not good at taking action without permission.
As soon as they saw Li Xin'an appear, everyone hurriedly surrounded him.
"What does Your Highness say? Have you reported it to the saint?" Murong Bai asked solemnly.
Haven't slept all night, staring at two big blacks
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Li Xinan shook his head with circles of eyes and sighed heavily.
"How could this happen?" Liu Wuyan frowned, "We already have evidence, isn't it worth him to arrest people?"
"An Lushan wants to rebel. If he lets go, once he launches troops, half of the Tang Dynasty will be destroyed.
"What the hell is Li Chu doing for?"
"I don't blame your highness."
Li Xinan sat on the chair and sighed: "An Lushan has a strange intention, which is already Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it. The civil and military officials in the hall have all expected this. His Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness Li Chu are no exception."
"It's just... the saint doesn't believe it."
"Before, His Highness held his troops unmoved because there was no evidence. But now, even if we have evidence of the crimes of officials who colluded with An Lushan, so what? The person who should believe the most does not believe it, and everything is futile."
Murong Bai said in a deep voice: "For the sake of the present, we can only capture An Qingxu first."
"Yes, your Highness is the plan. But this time, we are not taking action."
Ye Qinglan said in surprise: "Ah? If we don't need us, who should we use?"
"Shuilong Sword Immortal, Planting Nanxun."
Li Xin'an said: "This is the first time Mr. Zhong has performed a mission since he defected to His Highness, and it is also the biggest task that has been carried out since the establishment of the Eight Heavenly Dragons."
"Although Mr. Zhong's mood is damaged, he is also the first-class master level." Murong Bai said, "An Qingxu has Xuanyuan Youpeng, Geng Yusen and Wu Xiang. He will take action. Although it is safe, he may not be able to defeat the enemy in one move."
"After all, there is a black envoy who can kill Senior Ding Zhenfa. Zhou Bian said that the man had left Chang'an, but that was Xuanyuan Youpeng's remarks. If this is the case, we cannot take risks."
Li Xin'an nodded: "Bai Mutou is right. This time, Xueyitang and Tianzhong were all used as cooperation."
"The action is initially scheduled for half a month. During this period, everyone needs to practice diligently. Just a Wuxiang can suppress our Blood Clothing Hall. After half a month, it will be a fierce battle."
"There is no problem in practicing." Liu Wuyan murmured in a low voice, "It's this Li Chu who cares so much about An Lushan and doesn't know how to advise him. Didn't he really want An Lushan to rebel, kill Yang Guozhong first, and then take the opportunity to force the palace to support him ascend the throne and become emperor?"
Liu Wuyan's words clearly fell into the ears of everyone present, but no one refuted her. Even the brothers Liu Wuyan and Li Xin'an, who were the strictest discipline, were silent at this moment.
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Fifty miles away from the East China Sea, black clouds cover the sky and the sea rushes.
The rumbling thunder kept coming out of the black clouds, accompanied by the huge waves hitting the sea, and three giant ships broke through the waves.
The hot sun shines on three large ships that have not seen warmth for a long time.
"Ah, sun, Kikukawa, it's the sun!"
A man dressed in Japanese warrior stood on the deck, spreading his arms, bathing in the sun, and was as happy as a child.
"Two months, two whole months! We were lost in the sea of no one for two months, and we were still alive. Blessed by God Amaterasu!"
The warrior kneeled and prayed devoutly.
Beside him, a young man he called Kikugawa Jun was dressed in a Taoist robe.
"We have only three of our seven giant ships now, and this is not something to be happy about."
Kikukawa Dai looked at the two big ships on both sides and shook his head and said regretfully:
"Koga, these two ships cannot be used anymore."
Yusuke Koga stood up and said, "Let Miyahara and Igarashi take people to our boat. The people who live in three boats have squeezed a little, but after passing through the sea of no one, the waves are calm. When we arrive at Penglai Pavilion, we will change to a big boat!"
Kikukawa Dai looked at the gentle sea in front of him and sighed secretly:
"Is it really worth it to lose so many people in the Kikugawa family and the Koga family in order to celebrate the birthday of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty?"