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A tender green leaf left the branch and landed on the top of Yan Shao's head, and the sound of the flute in his ear suddenly increased.Yan Shao felt flustered, his numb arms were in pain, and an undercurrent flashed across his eyes.

Just as An Yizhi was about to ask a question, a cold wind hit the slope, mixed with a hint of smoky smell.He shouted in shock, "No, Mr. Jane."

The imperial guards swarmed up, why did Jian Xunzi suddenly attack General Yan? Could it be that all of this was Jian Xunzi's conspiracy? Get rid of General Yan, who is outstanding in martial arts, and they can only let him be slaughtered.

Jian Xunzi's cigarette rod suddenly spun and flew into the air, brushing across the chests of the imperial guards at a speed like a streamer, and everyone stopped in place with shocked expressions.The acupoints in their chests were locked by a force, making them unable to move, they could only shout in shock, "General!"

Yan Shao's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a wicked breath poured out of his eyes like a hazy dark mist, and his body suddenly retreated like flying.Even if he retreated, he still maintained a cold and rigid sitting posture.A gleam of hatred suddenly flashed in his eyes, staring at Jian Xunzi as if looking at an enemy.

Sword light and sword shadow.Yan Shao had already stood up straight at this time, his knife resting on Jian Xunzi's tobacco rod.The imposing posture made An Yi's heart jump.

Jian Xunzi's eyes were cold, and he completely lost the leisurely look before. The tobacco rod in his hand was like a sword, and there was a strong sword aura when he swung it.In the sword qi, there is a murderous aura.

Everyone didn't understand why Jian Xunzi took the lead in fighting General Yan to the death, but what was surprising was that General Yan's martial arts had risen several steps higher than usual, and his combat power was infinitely turbulent.Even Jian Xunzi, who was fighting against him, seemed a little powerless.What the hell are these two doing?

One trick turned around and rescued Jian Xunzi's crisis.I saw him looking up to the sky and laughing, his eyes were rare and sharp, "Ecstasy in the Night, it's really powerful."

Yan Shao's eyes are like Shura, and there seems to be a river of blood flowing in the red pupils.Blood overflowed from the palm, and a strong black light appeared from the hand holding the knife handle.

The melodious sound of the flute seems to be laughing, and the elegant melody is full of murderous intent.Everything is controlled by the sound of the flute.Including Yan Shao, the sound of the flute controlled his mind.Why do you control Yan Shao alone, because he is the only person in the entire team who can compete with Jian Xunzi.

Yan Shao stopped making moves, and stood motionless in the distance.

Jian Xunzi's gaze was a little cold, looking through Yan Shao's body, as if he was looking at another person.

That person stood behind Yan Shao, calm and quiet.

The purple robe fluttered with the wind, the black hair fluttered in the wind, the sound of the flute stopped completely, he stretched out his hand, and the piccolo twirled in his palm.

Suddenly, the thick fog dissipated.This forest seems to be arranged for only one person, every touch of wind, every leaf is his idea.

Yan Shao closed his eyes and passed out.

The moonlight shone on the man's robe, making the luxurious purple very elegant.There was a blue glow in the eyes behind the mask and in the smile.It seems to see the shadows of the stars all over the sky, blooming dazzling brilliance in the dark night.

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☆、Chapter 48

"It's you." An Yizhi was taken aback, staring at the purple-robed man in a daze.

Jian Xunzi retreated to An Yi's side, frowned and asked, "Do you know him?"

"He's the mysterious man who assassinated the princess." An Yizhi's gaze abandoned his indifference, as cold as a blade.

This man appeared here without a sound, and he was still holding a flute in his hand, which meant that he was the one who played the ecstasy.Who is he? Why did he assassinate the princess? Why did he put them to death? Could it be that he had an unknown hatred with the dynasty?

General Yan was in a coma, and the imperial guards did not dare to act rashly without the order of the prime minister.And what made them more concerned was not the mysterious appearance of the man, nor his weird mask made of pure gold, but the flute in his hand.Could the elegant and melodious melody of that song really come from this strange person? They couldn't believe it.

A wicked and charming chuckle overflowed from the man's lips, he came slowly, with deep eyes, quietly looked at Jian Xunzi, and suddenly burst out laughing, "The master of the Central Plains is indeed very wise. I wanted to use that officer to try your skills, but you surprised me too much. A person who is plainly dressed can actually be a master of concealment. Moreover, I smelled her on your body breath."

Jian Xunzi smoked calmly, wisps of smoke infiltrated the mist, and a small and wonderful flower bloomed in the air.It's like being in an ink painting, which makes people look at it, and there is a feeling of being there.

He stared at Wei Fusong's mask and said with a smile: "I don't know who the she you are talking about is. But if you take off the mask, I may let you see more real and unexpected Central Plains Kung Fu. "

Wei Fusong smiled softly, "Didn't you try your best just now?"

Jian Xunzi exhaled a puff of smoke, with a leisurely attitude, "You admit that I am a master, how can a master not hide his clumsiness. I just want to force you to show up, can't you even see this? You are the Western Region people, right?"

Wei Fusong was slightly surprised, the flute in his hand disappeared out of thin air, and asked Jian Xunzi curiously, "How do you know?"

Jian Xunzi blew away the smoke and stared into Wei Fusong's eyes, "Your mask can cover your face, but you forgot that you can see through a person only with your eyes. Your eyes reveal your identity. People from the Central Plains will not have a pair of dark blue eyes, only foreigners will have strange-colored eyes."

An Yizhi marveled at Jian Xunzi's carefulness, and at the same time became wary of the purple-robed man.The national law clearly stipulates that foreigners are not allowed to enter the land of the Central Plains.If there are, they are limited to envoys, and they must be envoys appointed by His Majesty the Emperor before they can enter the territory of the Central Plains.

This man from the Western Regions unexpectedly appeared in Suzhou without making a sound, and attempted to assassinate the princess in vain.And I learned from the princess that he had been staying at Chunfeng Restaurant before and had an unknown relationship with Yi Chunfeng.If the two really conspired, would His Royal Highness... be kept in the dark?

"You are indeed wise, and your analysis is not bad at all. It's a pity that my mask has been stuck on my face and I can't take it off." Wei Fusong sighed quietly, with his hands behind his back, and his whole body was unpredictable.

He glanced at the imperial guards who were waiting for an opportunity, and turned his eyes to An Yizhi, "Prime Minister An, I know who you are looking for, and I can help you find him. But, I want you to do me a favor." ."

An Yizhi and Jian Xunzi looked at each other, and there was a trace of doubt in their eyes. Playing ecstasy songs, setting up ecstasy arrays, in the end just to "do a favor?" Is he taking human life as a trifling matter? Who will pay for those guards who died in vain?

Wei Fusong seemed to have seen through An Yizhi's thoughts, and smiled disdainfully, "It was your general who was too eager for quick success, so he killed those people. Don't blame me."

An Yizhi suppressed his anger, and asked calmly, "Do you know the whereabouts of Yi Chunfeng?"

Wei Fusong nodded slightly, his strange eyes drifted to a direction.

It's foggy again over there. I don't know if it's real fog or the hallucination of the formation.These are all unknown, I am afraid that only those who are on the scene can experience it personally.

The two seem to have reached some kind of agreement because of a word and a look.

Jian Xunzi was still smoking slowly, as if he had nothing to do with himself.The imperial guards also stepped forward boldly and cautiously, and carried the unconscious Yan Shao back.

They knew that General Yan was not dead, but that the strength in his body was exerted to the extreme and caused a temporary shock.Since this wicked man asked Prime Minister An for help, he definitely wouldn't really kill General Yan, otherwise, the following things would be difficult.

And in that deep forest, thick fog is everywhere.You can clearly see the sun, but you just can't feel the warmth of the sun.It's like walking into an unreal illusion.