Before the blind scholar approached the house in front of the alley, he happened to rescue the middle-aged man named Li in a remote street.

Wang Yanqing slapped several ministers to death by the street with a blank expression. There were not many people in Luoyang City who were still loyal to the academy, but definitely not without them.

Wang Yanqing stood beside the street and said calmly: "Li Fuyao is doing something big, you'd better follow me so that you won't be plotted against again."

The middle-aged man whose original name was Li Wenjing looked ugly. Looking at the blind scholar, he asked carefully: "Is Mr. Zhou still unwilling to let Fu Yao go?"

Wang Yanqing's expression remained unchanged, and he just said softly: "The Academy didn't care about that incident back then, and Zhou He didn't care about it either. After all, in his opinion, Li Fuyao would definitely not come to cause trouble for him in the future, and you can convince yourself that it was for the whole family, so you feel at ease. But you have never asked Li Fuyao or whether he would be willing or not, so today's incident was that if it was just like this, it would not be so complicated. It's just that because Li Fuyao happened to pick up the sword again, he happened to become the god on the mountain in your mouth. The most coincidental thing is that he never forgot about this incident. Coupled with the incident that happened before, Li Fuyao is now deeply trapped in the situation and cannot extricate himself. Today, one side is destined to die."

Li Wenjing's face looked ugly and his lips trembled.

Wang Yanqing said in a plain tone: "Since you can't do anything, don't do anything. Sometimes it's the best help to him without causing trouble."

Li Wenjing shook his head and said bitterly: "I sacrificed Fuyao alone to exchange for peace between us, but I am sorry to him, my father. After he came back, I actually recognized him. But the reason I didn't say it out loud is that I feel ashamed in my heart. But when I was like this back then, and now I am like this, Li Wenjing is still a person?"

Wang Yanqing asked with interest: "Do you don't want to be stabbed by someone, or do you just care about him?"

Li Wenjing suddenly knelt heavily in the snow and knelt down to Wang Yanqing for a big gift.

Although Wang Yanqing was blind, his other senses were not bad at all. He naturally knew what he was doing, but he was still indifferent and just asked calmly: "Why, I want me to rescue him."

Li Fuyao?"

I thought I would get an answer that was almost the same, but in fact I didn't expect Li Wenjing to shake his head and said, "I have no choice but to repay you with the help of Mr. I will never dare to let Mr. take risks. I just hope that Mr. tell me where Fuyao is, and then ask Mr. to help me bring me back to my wife and daughter, so that they can leave Luoyang City immediately."

Wang Yanqing looked strange. After a moment of silence, he asked in a low voice: "A ordinary person like you are going to die?"

Li Wenjing spoke firmly, "I regretted everything back then. Now that Fuyao died like this, I would never ignore it, as a father."

Wang Yanqing shook his head, "Why do you have a hard time?"

Li Wenjing didn't say anything, but just kept kowtowing. This man gave up his dignity and was trembling with cold in the wind and snow just to find a chance to die.

It's ridiculous to say.

Wang Yanqing moved his lips and spit out three words, "Dazaifu."

He really didn't want to see this scene again.

Li Wenjing raised his head, then kowtowed a few more times, then got up and staggered towards Dazaifu.

Wang Yanqing suddenly laughed at himself and said, "If you know that I asked your father to die, I would probably have to cause trouble for me."

Wang Yanqing's figure flashed and when he appeared again, he had already arrived at the door of the house. He was thinking of knocking on the door, but he felt a breath at the door of the yard next to him.

Wang Yanqing turned his head and looked at the other side.

Su Ye, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard holding an umbrella, spoke, "Su Ye, the Academy."

Wang Yanqing felt relieved. He saluted Su Ye solemnly, and then shouted "Master Su". As for what else, he didn't say or do anything. Even a scholar was not a scholar in the school. It would be enough to give Su Ye respect.

Su Ye originally waved to Wang Yanqing, but after a moment, he found that Wang Yanqing seemed to be invisible. Then Su Ye smiled, "The wind and snow are too heavy, I have an umbrella here."

Wang Yanqing, who was already covered in snow, thought about it for a while, and finally walked towards Su Ye and was under an oil-paper umbrella with Su Ye. Wang Yanqing thought for a while and said, "Master Su, has the master ever known about the matter in Luoyang City?"

Su Ye nodded, "I know everything."

After hearing these four words, Wang Yanqing stopped talking. Su Ye said he knew it and knew it. Whether it was Ye Shengge who was attacking the Taoist Taoist that night, or Li Fuyao who was trapped by the school setting up a bureau, he knew it.

Wang Yanqing opened his mouth and asked, "The head master also wants that young man to die?"

Su Ye stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at Ye Shengge who was resting under the eaves, shook his head and said, "The reason why I stood here was just because I wanted the school to continue, and it was not because I wanted him to die. Whether he cut open the school with one sword or was beaten to death, it would have little impact on me. However, if I took action, it would be a bad idea. The chaos in the school has become more and more complicated in recent years. To this day, the school may not even be able to let go of a table that can do academic research quietly. I appeared in Luoyang City today, but I wanted to suppress those things. As for that young man, it is not worth my action."

How straightforward is this statement?

Wang Yanqing frowned slightly, and finally sighed, "The three religions and the swordsman lineage are still two opposite sides."

Su Ye laughed at this.

This is true in the world, and it really is impossible to say anything right or wrong.

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The battle in the alley has not yet been decided, but Li Fuyao's situation is miserable in the battle that follows.

Head bleeding.

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he could hardly hold the black hair.

His lower abdomen was cut by the strings of the piano, and there was a wound that was still bleeding. The sword energy in the spiritual palace was even empty. Although the gatekeeper in front of him was stabbed by Li Fuyao several times, his injuries were actually far less severe than Li Fuyao.

Li Fuyao, who was gradually blurring in front of him, saw a figure appearing in the distance, and the middle-aged man trotted all the way.

Li Fuyao was stunned, then pinched the corner of his clothes, then bent down and picked up a handful of snow, wiped away all the blood on his face. He was like a child who went out to play and saw his father, afraid that his father would see him like this.

I am also like a wanderer who has been away from his hometown for many years. When I return home, I just want to present the most glamorous side to others.

Li Fuyao wiped the blood and suddenly burst into tears.
Chapter completed!