Leng Siqi was doing her best. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the most incredible scene suddenly appeared in front of her.
The sword body, which had clearly been broken into pieces, actually reunited into one. The hunting sword pierced through the sword curtain in the wind, and thundered down on Leng Siqi's shoulder!
Leng Siqi was immediately frightened and furious. It was too late to change his moves. In the flash of lightning, he felt a sharp pain on his shoulder. With a miserable groan, the single sword in his gauntlet clanged to the ground, and he staggered back again and again.
Jiang Yunsheng defeated the enemy with one move, and it was because he had the advantage that he could not let anyone in. He bit his silver teeth secretly and charged forward quickly. The sharp sword edge twisted diagonally. It seemed that he not only wanted to dig Leng Siqi's shoulder, but also took advantage of the opportunity.
Her right arm was completely destroyed.
Leng Siqi had never suffered such a loss since her debut. Suddenly her delicate body trembled violently and her face turned pale with pain.
Just when Leng Siqi was filled with despair, she suddenly heard Jiang Yunsheng scream, and her advance was stopped.
In this way, Jiang Yunsheng failed and failed to cut off Leng Siqi's right arm as she wished, but the power of her sword still remained, and she still relied on inertia to stab out from behind Leng Siqi's shoulder.
Amidst the scarlet blood splashing, Leng Siqi almost fainted with her eyes closed. Jiang Yunsheng secretly cried out for pity when she saw this, and then she saw her holding her right wrist, frowning and saying: "Fan Yitong, why are you tearing me apart?"
The station?"
Fan Zunyang sighed, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's just a misunderstanding after all. We don't need to bully others too much or even hurt the harmony between the two families."
Jiang Yunsheng's little mouth pouted, but she still said angrily: "Too much bullying? This guy wants my life as soon as he comes. Even if I am magnanimous and don't care about her, she is still aggressive. To say that it is too much bullying, it's okay.
You should talk to her first."
Fan Zunyang said in a harmonious voice: "If you have to be merciful, please be merciful. Sheng'er, you have always been broad-minded. Why bother to be as knowledgeable as Qier?"
Jiang Yunsheng frowned, obviously not agreeing with it, and then curled her lips and said: "You are so 'forgiving', but when you ordered Song Hongying to be intercepted and killed last time in Chang'an City, why didn't you show mercy at all?
After all, it’s not the difference between intimacy and distance, but you still look at this guy differently?”
Fan Zunyang explained patiently: "Last time, Lord Lanling and I were enemies, not friends. We had to use thunderous means to make him retreat. But now the situation has changed, and both sides are friends, not enemies. If we press hard,
Instead, it plays into the hands of others."
Jiang Yunsheng pondered for a moment, and finally said helplessly: "Anyway, you are right, I have always told you, cough... Leng Siqi, please wake up, we are purely looking at Fang Lanling's face, so we are opening up to you.
On the one hand, you must not make the mistake of thinking that Fan Yitong still has an unforgettable relationship with you."
Leng Siqi's pretty face had already turned pale with pain, and when she heard the words, she was covered with a blush of embarrassment. She shouted sharply: "Damn girl! Who wants you to spare me? If you want to kill me, you can do it, but you have to dare to speak
If you wantonly slander my reputation without any restraint, even if I turn into a fierce ghost, I will definitely not be able to spare you!"
Jiang Yunsheng chuckled, and said with a sarcastic look on her face: "Famous integrity? Dare you still care about this? Ha... I don't know which chaste and virtuous woman it was just now, who personally admitted that she 'served as a thief'? It must not be me, right?"
When Leng Siqi heard this, her heart felt like a giant pestle. She almost gritted her silver teeth with infinite regret, and was speechless for a moment.
Jiang Yunsheng did not let Leng Siqi go, and said with a joking look: "Otherwise, I will show you a clear path. Since you regard Fang Lanling and Fan Yitong as enemies, you can only go and seek refuge in the south."
The mighty King Yan has arrived."
"It just so happens that you are still looking for the antidote to the green-blooded golden silkworm Gu. You might as well do it all at once. The worst case scenario is to serve as a thief~"
Leng Siqi was so ashamed and angry that she shouted sharply with her halberd finger: "You bastard girl! It's just my fault that when I took away the head of Lord Gao, I took it too lightly, and ended up getting hurt by your lackeys. Otherwise, it's just because of you.
How can you defeat me with your meager tricks, even with the help of strange weapons?"
Jiang Yunsheng said disapprovingly: "If you lose, you will make excuses. I am too lazy to argue with you."
"How about Fan Yitong, what are you going to do with this guy? Do you want to capture the 'Golden House Cangjiao' first, and then send a message to Fang Lanling asking him to pay for his ransom?"
Jiang Yunsheng's words were originally just a joke, but Fan Zunyang nodded slightly and said to Leng Siqi: "Qier, you are seriously injured. If you still act alone, you may be taken advantage of by traitors. So why don't you come back with us tonight?"
I will send a letter to Lord Lanling and let him decide on the follow-up matters."
Jiang Yunsheng was stunned when he heard the words. He couldn't help puffing up his cheeks, lowering his head and secretly thinking about his luck.
Leng Siqi's pretty face was also tense, and she snorted: "If I have to leave, are you willing to let me go?"
Fan Zunyang shook his head and said: "For the common interests of you and my family, please Qi'er put the overall situation first."
Leng Siqi thought that this was indeed the case. She then said righteously: "I am already married. If you take me away by force, it will be tantamount to bringing my reputation into disrepute. Can you bear this responsibility?"
Fan Zunyang said calmly: "The pure will be pure by themselves, and the turbid will be turbid by themselves. Why should you care about other people's opinions?"
Leng Siqi cursed secretly in her heart. Just as she was thinking about how to escape, she suddenly heard a crashing sound coming from behind her.
The sound was still a shot away at first, but in a blink of an eye it came very close. It sounded not only clear and sweet, but also full of peaceful atmosphere, soothing people's hearts like drums in the evening and bells in the morning.
Leng Siqi was shocked by this. When she turned her eyes, she saw a white-robed monk walking slowly towards this side.
This white-robed monk looks frail in his youth. Although he has shaved his hair, his unparalleled beauty has not been compromised. Instead, he reveals a holy and flawless glow.
A golden emblem on his forehead turned into the shape of a four-phase mandala, his deep eyes were as calm as water, and his restrained demeanor was as calm as a mountain, instantly making people awe-inspiring.
The moon-white monk's robe is spotless, the plain silk shoes leave no trace on the sand, and the nine-ring tin staff in his hand sounds in the wind, like the soundless Sanskrit, purifying the mundane world.
The white-robed monk had a strange appearance. Leng Siqi was stunned for a moment, and the expressions of Fan Zunyang and Jiang Yunsheng also changed slightly.
In the silence, the white-robed monk paused, raised his palms in salute, and said, "Amitabha, is the donor Fan Zunyang, the 'Wuji Gongzi'?"
Fan Zun raised his eyebrows, cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Yes, it's just Fan. May I ask what you call me, Master?"
The white-robed monk smiled slightly and said, "I've heard for a long time that Mr. Fan is very resourceful, especially known as being a god at knowing things. Can you please guess the identity of this poor monk?"
Fan Zunyang pondered for a moment and said calmly: "Master really wants Fan to do something difficult?"
The white-robed monk still said with a smile: "There is no false scholar under such a great reputation. I sincerely ask Mr. Fan to show his talent."
There was a sharp light in Fan Zunyang's eyes, and he finally nodded slightly and said: "In that case, I forgive Fan for overstepping his bounds. The master is so noble and noble. I guess it is none other than the 'Invisible Young Master' Yan Junlin."