Plane of Heroes Three Kingdoms

Chapter 178 Eight-Rank Master, So Terrifying!
Death, Fan Xian is definitely not going to die, but peeling off the skin should be.

"According to the secret report, the Second Prince has asked Fan Xian to meet at Zuixianju tomorrow, and the person arranged by the eldest princess will probably do it on Fan Xian's way to Zuixianju."

Xiao Qingxuan said in a cold voice.

"It's not messy enough."

Fan Xian met the girl he loves, but his second brother-in-law and mother-in-law want him to die. I don't know if it's luck or misfortune.

After Li Chengping finished speaking, he suddenly reached out and pulled Xiao Qingxuan over.

"Forget it, no matter what, I'm getting married soon, I'm so sad, Qingxuan, let me give you a hug"

Xiao Qingxuan gave Li Chengping an angry look, trying to push him away.

"Well... Qingxuan, your body is so soft."

Xiao Qingxuan walked away from Li Chengping's arms like the wind, leaving Li Chengping in vain.

"What you just touched was a pillow"

"Forehead"

The place where the second prince asked Fan Xian to meet was on the Liujing River. Fan Xian felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.

In the past few days, he ran to Lin Wan'er every night to tell stories. Although the love was strong and the taste of love made him happy, but the contact was still too little.

Moreover, the prerequisite for liking and loving her is respect. She is still his wife and cannot be touched.

But what he saw in Zuixianju that day, and the body of Miss Yuan Meng he saw, made Fan Xian feel a little soft.

Of course, the main reason why he went to the appointment was because of the invitation conveyed by the second prince to Li Hongcheng.

When they set off, Fan Ruoruo was a little worried.

"Brother, how about I go with you."

"The appointment is a brothel painting boat, it's not very convenient!"

Fan Xian said.

"But didn't I live in a painting last time..."

"That's because Jiang Zhe, the landlord, is here."

Fan Ruoruo frowned, she had a distinctive appearance, and she was wearing a decent emerald green long dress, she said with concern.

"It's because Brother Zhe is not here that I want to follow. Since Brother Zhe left, I feel a little restless, as if something bad is about to happen."

Fan Ruoruo's words were clear, but Fan Xian didn't listen too much, he smiled and said.

"You. This is lovesickness."

Fan Ruoruo pouted.

"The prince used to be patient after the last court hearing, and now Brother Zhe is not here, which makes people a little worried."

Fan Xian smiled at his sister in relief.

"Don't worry, it's alright"

Fan Xian looked at his sister's worried expression and smiled helplessly.

"This is Kyoto, how could he kill me in the street? Let's go back."

It's just that sometimes, what you say unintentionally will come true. The flag cannot be set up casually.
Fan Ruoruo stood at the door and watched Fan Xian and Teng Zijing leave with some worry. She had a strong ominous premonition in her heart.

But brother Zhe is not here, does she have any other masters she can trust.

wait
Recently, General Ye Zhao, who is well-known in Kyoto, has been walking with me a little bit.

Fan Ruoruo recalled the surprised smile on General Ye Zhao's face when he saw his figure, and felt a little uncomfortable all over.

It was rumored that General Ye Zhao had a lot of eccentricities, so Fan Ruoruo behaved politely when Ye Zhao took the initiative to make friends with him, but never got close to him.

But today
"Forget it, let's go!"

Fan Ruoruo ordered the maid and housekeeper to prepare chariots and horses for her, and she was going to meet Ye Zhao in Xuanwuhou's mansion.

And at the same time!
Once out of the secret house in Kyoto, two women released Cheng Jushu, an eighth-rank master of the Northern Qi Dynasty who was locked in the box.

It was precisely the intention to take Fan Xian's life by surprise.

The law and order in Kyoto has always been good, except for the Third Highness, who is extorting porcelain, that is, Fan Xian, who once put sacks on Guo Baokun at night, beat him up and caused trouble.

Therefore, Teng Zijing and Fan Xian walked west slowly while chatting.

Teng Zijing said: "In this world, if there is no one who makes you willing to die, life would be so boring."

Fan Xian nodded.

"I understand that with such a person, I can be considered as rooted in this world!"

There are not many residential houses around Niulan Street, but there are some shops that fell into decline many years ago.

When the carriage arrived here, Fan Xian felt a little familiar. This was not the place where he beat Guo Baokun back then.

Ahead is an accident-prone place, please proceed carefully.

Fan Xian stuck his head out of the curtain and looked at the large sycamore leaves slowly receding above his head.

Fan Xian thought that he would not be involved in the struggle for the throne, and after he married Wan'er, he would not want the financial power of the internal treasury, so he took her back to Danzhou.

If Ruoruo and Jiang Zhe also return to Danzhou with me, it would be better for our two families to be neighbors.

By the way, there is also Lao Teng Teng Zijing, whose son is several years old, and let that little guy protect himself and the children of Ruoruo's two families in the future.

While the two were talking, two women in white suddenly appeared with bows and shot at them from both sides.

"There is arrow poison, get out of the way!"

Teng Zijing dodged flexibly, and then quickly eliminated one with a hidden weapon, and Fan Xian also cooperated with him to eliminate the remaining ones.

Just as they were relaxing, the carriage drove to a corner, and the horse's leg touched the mechanism to activate the crossbow arrow, shooting the horse immediately, and the carriage scattered into countless pieces of wood and splashed into the air.

But suddenly, a man as huge as a giant spirit god came through the wall, dragged Fan Xian into the courtyard and threw him to the ground.

"Cheng Jushu!"

Teng Zijing recognized Cheng Jushu, and he stepped forward to fight with him, but Cheng Jushu acted insanely, but was extremely powerful. Teng Zijing, who was good at hidden weapons, was no match at all.

Too strong!

Fan Xian went up and fought with Cheng Jushu for several rounds, only to feel the pain in the bone marrow where he was hit.

After a few attacks, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

The eighth-level master was so terrifying that Teng Zijing risked his life, but was beaten by Cheng Jushu and was unable to fight back.

The two guards he originally brought with him had also died tragically, and only Fan Xian and the half-dead Teng Zijing were left at the scene.

Fan Xian went up to interfere with Cheng Jushu, so as to buy Teng Zijing a buffer time.

Cheng Jushu grinned and grinned, looking at Fan Xian like a brute beast, with a terrifying scarlet in his eyes.

"I'm going to smash your head off!"

Fan Xian and Teng Zijing joined forces and trembled with Cheng Jushu, the fireball fist and the flame burning step, but they still resisted Cheng Jushu's brute force attack.

So brutal!

Fan Xian knew how powerful the eighth-grade masters were, but the masters above the eighth-grade he knew, namely Wu Zhu and Jiang Zhe, were both his own.

He never knew that there was such a big gap between the eighth-rank master and him. In the eyes of the eighth-rank master, he was an ant.

"you go first!"

Teng Zijing endured the severe pain all over his body and said to Fan Xian.

Fan Xian looked gloomy.

"Walk together!"

Cheng Jushu rushed over, bumped into Fan Xian's body like a reckless man, and then slapped Fan Xian with his fist with wild laughter.

"I'm going to smash you!"

Fan Xian held his arm in defense with difficulty, and the arm was quickly carried as if broken.

The personality that has always been cultivated in a comfortable life forms a great contrast with the life and death in front of him.

Fan Xian was furious.

"Shall I shoot you!"

He penetrated his true energy into his right hand, and collided with Cheng Jushu forcefully.

"Boom!"

He gave Cheng Jushu a strong blow, but he was also thrown away by Cheng Jushu
At this moment, Fan Xian felt a piercing chill. If it wasn't for the protection of Uncle Wu Zhu and Jiang Zhe, he would be a waste. Since his rebirth, he is not afraid of anything even if he faces the prince or the second prince.

Because he felt that he didn't fight for anything, so why kill him properly.

　I'm very sorry to all readers. A relative in the family has passed away, so updates may be unstable.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)