Chapter 70: Abandoned son on the board

Xiao Huamei leaned in Xiao Fan's arms, looking satisfied, like a kitten that was dozing in his owner's arms after eating and drinking.

The very warm atmosphere is like a couple who have been with each other for many years, enjoying a plain and peaceful life happily, being content and cherishing blessings.

The kitten is very unscenery and destroys the warm atmosphere.

"That fierce-looking county magistrate..."

Xiao Fan smiled and corrected her: "That's Brother Cao, my friend."

Xiao Huamei nodded and said thoughtfully: "The servants around Brother Cao are malicious."

Xiao Fan was stunned and said, "That servant who fought with his master? What's his malicious intention?... He seemed to be a person sent by the King of Yan."

Xiao Huamei stared at Xiao Fan, her tender little face full of seriousness: "You have to be careful of him."

Her serious little face as a big man was very cute. Xiao Fan couldn't help but laugh and nodded, "Okay, I'll be careful."

Turning his head and looking at Taixu, Taixu was humming a little song, as if he was still asleep.

"Master, what's going on with Brother Cao's servants? Why do you fight as soon as you meet?"

Taixu opened his eyes, rolled his eyes, and said, "Why can't you fight? It's normal for experts to meet and learn from each other."

Xiao Fan said sadly: "You are the master! You must set a good example, otherwise my apprentice will follow you and roll up your sleeves and beat someone up if you don't recognize him. What does it look like?"

Taixu said angrily: "Who said I don't know him? That old guy turned into ashes, and Dao Master could spell him out of ashes!"

Xiao Fan said in surprise: "Do you know him? Who is he?"

Taixu said slowly: "I don't know who he is now, I only know that he was a famous assassin in the world before..."

Xiao Fan was shocked and said, "Assassin? Killer?"

Crackling, dark clouds all over the sky, lightning and thunder, those who hear it are like mountains are depressed, the heaven and earth are low for a long time...

"Killer? Well, yes, that old guy makes a living by killing people, of course he is a killer."

"What was his name before? Is it very famous?"

Taixuyouyou said: "He has no name or surname, but everyone in the world calls him 'Sunset'."

Xiao Fan immediately felt awe.

The sunset killer, what a sad name, with such a cruel and bloody poetry, sounds melancholy...

"The name is so cool!" Xiao Fan's eyes shone, and goose bumps all over his body stood up. I wonder what was so excited about Hu.

Taixu glanced at him contemptuously and said slowly: "Actually... he has changed his name several times in his life, and he only changed it to Xiyang ten years ago..."

Xiao Fan asked in confusion: "Change the name? Why?"

"Well, when he first debuted, he was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. At that time, his name was 'Chaoyang'. When he was thirty, he had already made great fame, so he changed his name to 'Jiaoyang'..."

Xiao Fan was stunned. Such a beautiful name actually changed with the increase of age...

Taixu continued: "... When he was forty, his fame in the world was already at its peak. His killing techniques and experience also reached the peak of his life. So he changed his name to "Lieyang". When he was sixty, his body and kung fu gradually declined, so he changed his name to "Sunset"..."

Xiao Fanhu's excited expression suddenly felt like a basin of ice water was poured on by someone, and he immediately calmed down.

Reality is a client. He will strip away all the sad and beautiful poetry and rudeness, then press it on and ravage it for fun, and turn the poetry into a pile of white fat meat, which looks greasy and disgusting, and has nothing to do with sad and beautiful.

He raised his hand and stopped him, Xiao Fan looked enlightened: "Master, I understand. If he lives for a few more years, he will definitely have to change his name again. Well, Moonlight Killer..."

"right!"

Under the deep night, in a dense forest outside Jiangpu North City.

Cao Yi's old servant was wearing a night outfit, his hair and beard fluttered in the wind, and his expression was cold and hard.

Five steps away from him, a man in black dressed in a night clothes stood opposite him, and his face was even more chilling.

The servant from the hometown said coldly: "I have sent a secret letter to Your Highness. Zhu Yunwen has been traveling frequently between the capital and Jiangpu recently. He met a new friend in Jiangpu, named Xiao Fan, who has a very close relationship with Cao Yi."

The man in black nodded and said, "Your Highness has received your secret letter. Your Highness asks me to ask you, Zhu Yunwen frequently leaves Beijing and goes to Jiangpu lightly. How many guards do you usually bring with you?"

The old servant thought for a while and said, "Often there are no more than twenty, but they are all masters in the Jinyi personal army."

The man in black said coldly: "So, Your Highness has an order."

The old servant clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Please say it."

"Your Highness: You will be led by you by thirty dead soldiers of the Yan Prince's Mansion and wait for an opportunity to assassinate Zhu Yunwen in Jiangpu."

The servant of the hometown looked hesitant and did not say a word.

The man in black said coldly: "What do you have any questions?"

The old servant said in confusion: "Why do you want to kill Zhu Yunwen?"

The man in black said coldly: "Your Highness is doing things, is it necessary to explain to you?"

The servants from the hometown were silent.

The man in black said, "Forget it, you need to concentrate on doing your work for Your Highness. Zhu Yunwen is the crown prince and the successor to the throne. If he dies, the grandson of the emperor will be ordinary, and the emperor can only establish the crown prince among the princes. Among the kings, the eldest son of the emperor, Prince Yiwen, died early, and the second son of the emperor, King Qin, also died in March last year. The third son of the emperor, King Jin, was smart and smart, but his nature is arrogant and unworthy. In this way, His Highness of the King of Yan is the most suitable crown prince. The King of Yan conquers the remnants of Yuan Yuan for several years, guards the border for many years, and has made many military achievements. He is deeply loved by the emperor. If Zhu Yunwen dies, who else can the crown prince be inferior to the crown prince?"

"On weekdays, Zhu Yunwen is mostly in the Eastern Palace and does not leave the capital. The capital is mixed and guarded heavily. Assassination is not easy. Recently, he has been in Jiangpu frequently and has only a dozen guards around him. It can be said that it is a good opportunity for heaven. How can he not kill him?"

The servant from the hometown said, "Jiangpu is now under Cao Yi's rule. Everyone knows that Cao Yi was once a hundred generals around His Highness. If Zhu Yunwen died in Jiangpu, wouldn't the emperor doubt His Highness?"

The man in black sneered: "Today, he is suspicious and suspicious. The more obvious the flaws he is, the more he doesn't believe it. What's more, the King of Yan is a vassal in Beiping. If Zhu Yunwen died in Jiangpu, the emperor would only think that someone deliberately used Zhu Yunwen to die under Cao Yi's rule to blame the King of Yan. This is not only a slander, but also shows that the King of Yan is innocent. If the military strategy is weak, it is solid, and if it is weak, it is weak. If the King of Yan has been leading the army for many years, how can he not know the way of the truth?"

A hint of unbearable expression flashed in the old servant's eyes, and he stammered his lips and said, "Wouldn't Cao Yi be..."

The King of Yan cleared of the suspicion, but Cao Yi would inevitably be killed by the angry emperor. The emperor was bloodthirsty and happy to be in charge. If Zhu Yunwen died under Cao Yi's rule, how could Cao Yi be lucky?

The man in black said sternly: "Those who want to accomplish great things can also be killed! Besides, are the generals of a few hundred households? Things in the world are like chessboards, and everyone in the world is chess pieces in the hands of the King of Yan. Whoever abandons them will protect them? Your Highness has his own qualities. When did you become so kind?"

The old servant gritted his teeth and said respectfully: "Abide by your order."

"The dead soldiers of the Prince of Yan's Mansion have been sent out. They are now lurking in Zhenjiang Mansion and rushing to Jiangpu today. You must do your best to do this. If Zhu Yunwen dies, your highness will become the crown prince. The emperor is old and his death is about to die. In the future, your highness will ascend to the great treasure and you will be the first to be the best."

"yes!"

In recent days, Xiao Fan felt that his body had changed a little, and this change made him very happy.

While meditating, he finally felt a trace of qi in his dantian. The legendary qi was very strange. When he used his internal energy and mental method, the faint qi slowly wandered along the various acupoints and meridians of his body. One circumference would be slightly stronger after one circumference, and another circumference would be stronger again. That feeling was like a stingy man who started from scratch, secretly saving money. The more money he saved, the happier he would be...

It's so happy that the future heroes of the world will emerge. In time, a bloody storm will arise in the world. The little ones retreat, and the ugly people will worship them. They dare to laugh at Dongfang's unbeaten men...

It seemed as if he had endless energy all over his body. I wonder if it was an illusion of excitement. He felt that his always weak little body seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and more powerful, just like after getting chicken blood, he knocked two more Viagras. Every day, the Great Xiao Fan and Xiao Fan were full of vitality.

The body is the capital of the revolution. Don’t worry about whether you can be a prince or a prince in the future. Good health is the greatest wealth.

Xiao Fan felt that Taixu was a bit unfathomable. He said he was a peerless master, but he was like an old charlatan who cheated on food and drink everywhere. He would never let go of the advantage he could take. He had no slight demeanor of a peerless master. He said he was not a master. The internal skills he taught were indeed useful. At least Xiao Fan personally experienced the legendary internal skills.

Taixu, a mysterious sloppy Taoist priest, a liar, a strict teacher, a master, a bad friend, his identity changes all the time. Xiao Fan really loves and hates him. The conflicts in his heart are so fierce and emotional entanglements are so complex that they are comparable to Emperor Qianlong in Grandma Qiong's writings and Xia Yuhe on the banks of Daming Lake...

"Master, I'm so angry!" Xiao Fan called Taixu in surprise.

"Nonsense, you're so angry that you've been buried long ago!"

"No, Master, I feel the energy..."

Taixu was stunned and then asked in confusion: "Is this time true? Isn't you screaming with hunger?"

"Master, you have to believe in your disciple's intuition and character..."

"Tell me, what is the energy you feel like."

"It's a very weak qi. When luck arouses from the dantian, it slowly wanders into various acupoints and meridians all over the body, and then returns to the dantian..."

Taixu thought about it, then said with surprise: "It's not bad, it's it! That's right!"

As he said that, Taixu grabbed Xiao Fan's hand and put his finger on his wrist. After a while, Taixu nodded and affirmed: "Yes, although the energy is weak, it has been trained after all. I really should thank God..."

"Master, I have mastered my internal strength. What does it have to do with God? If you want to thank me, you should thank me..."

Taixu snorted: "It took only ten days to develop a little bit of aura, so you are so embarrassed to say it! If I accepted your stupid disciple forty years ago, either you die or I die..."

"What's the meaning?"

"Either I am so angry that I slash you to death, or you slam me to death, just these two ways!"

"Master, can you tell me that I have a finger of my breasts now?" Xiao Fan looked expectant.

"The immortal is a symbol of Ruyi! If you choose a name blindly, I will destroy your martial arts and drive you out of the wall!" Taixu had the urge to be anxious to commit violence.

Xiao Fan stretched out his hand and smiled and said, "Okay, no matter what finger it is, bring it."

"What do you take?"

"Secret Books, don't you have secrets when learning martial arts? Give me the secret book..."

"Hmph! No secrets!"

Xiao Fan looked disbelief and reached out to touch Taixu, and said, "Master, don't lie to me, I know you must have a secret book, where are you hiding? Hand it over..."

Taixu was itchy all over his body by Xiao Fan, and he jumped and said angrily: "Do you want to sell it out again? You evil disciple! No, absolutely nothing!"

"Master is not allowed to hide your own private life... I knew in my previous life that there are many kinds of secret books, including men and women, men and women, and people who are neither men nor women. Just give me a book... By the way, is there any Sunflower Book? Get it for me, and I will give gifts to my enemies in the future..."
Chapter completed!