big master, big liar

With this cry, everyone's eyes were attracted, and they saw a few men wearing official guard uniforms jumping out from under the martial arts stage, holding sharp knives and heading straight for Ji Yunxi.

The arena was suddenly in chaos, the guards went up to fight and save them, but they were all wearing the same clothes, it was difficult to distinguish the enemy from the enemy, only Hua Wuxian fought like a tiger into a flock of sheep, fighting without any scruples.

Several guards surrounded Ji Yunxi and wanted to leave first, but Ji Yunxi was subconsciously looking for Song Xuan.

At this moment, in a corner where no one was paying attention, a pair of hands picked up the firecracker and lit the matchlock.

The fire spread upwards along the thin rope, burning to the point of not knowing whose fate it was.

"Song Xuan——" Ji Yunxi didn't notice Song Xuan's figure, and had a vague premonition.

At this time, it is impossible for Song Xuan not to be by his side.

unless……

Those hands filled the gunpowder with gunpowder.

The black iron pipe was aimed at Ji Yunxi.

The distance is not far, and it only takes a moment for him to see Ji Yunxi's flying flesh and bursting chest.

The man gave a satisfied smile.

"……What are you doing?"

Behind him, a stern voice sounded.

That was Song Xuan's voice.

The back of the person holding the gun was stiff.

"Let go!" Song Xuan's expression became more and more cold, and he reached out to grab the firecracker in his hand.

The man was more agile than him, he dodged to avoid him, and Finger Hao pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Ji Yunxi noticed Song Xuan's figure, and was looking towards this side, his eyes widened and his pupils shrank suddenly.

……

A dead silence.

Nothing happened.

"Gunpowder is damp," Song Xuan's voice was calm. "Except for Xiang Rong, everyone's ammunition is useless now."

The man holding the firecracker trembled silently.

He turned his head and looked at Song Xuan, showing a cruel yet warm smile.

"Why you?"

"Jueyuan."

Song Xuan stared at him for a moment. Although he was prepared, he still felt indescribably complicated.

The young man in front of him was wearing a red monk robe, and his smile was as innocent and gentle as ever.

Why is it this kid?

"Stop it all," Song Xuan said.

The assassins suddenly stopped and knelt down on the ground.

Jue Yuan laughed even harder.

Everything is just chaos deliberately created by Song Xuan in order to make the betrayers think that there is an opportunity to take advantage of it.

He asked Lu Qishang to block the news of Sifang City. Seeing Song Xuan and Ji Yunxi's safe return, the traitors would worry about being found out, and they would become more urgent and reckless in their actions.

This time it was originally a game he set up with this incident, but nothing happened to Song Xuanning, so at least the traitor might not be among them.

But in the end, he was indeed disappointed.

The one who betrayed them and wanted Ji Yunxi to die was actually Jue Yuan.

"Song Xuan."

He heard that Ji Yunxi was usually lingering and soft, but he couldn't make a weird sound.

Some guards subdued Jue Yuan, but Jue Yuan was still smiling softly.

"Why didn't brother discuss it with me?" Ji Yunxi had a smile on his face, and his eyes were unusually complicated, which Song Xuan had never seen before.

"I..." Song Xuan pursed his lips.

Before he was sure, he didn't want Ji Yunxi to suspect with him whether his friend had betrayed him.

What's more, the target of the traitor is obviously Ji Yunxi's life, he should be more uncomfortable than Song Xuan.

But facing Ji Yunxi's expression, he couldn't say anything.

Ji Yunxi seemed... sad.

It wasn't the violent mood swings in the face of Song Xuanshi, but the sadness that seemed to be endured, which made one couldn't help but frown.

Although there is still a smile on his face.

He stared at Jue Yuan.

Jue Yuan was also looking at him.

"You got it? Right?" he asked.

Jue Yuan blinked, the smile gradually fading on his face.

There were endless flames in those eyes, like a ferocious beast that had been dormant in the blood pool for a long time, and now it finally showed its ferocious face.

Jueyuan's face was still so clear and gentle, the contrast was creepy, like a ferocious monster covered with a delicate and gentle painted skin.

Or a kind skin with a pair of eyes that don't belong to him.

"Temporarily detain him at Zhaoyetai."

Ji Yunxi took Song Xuan's arm, shook it as if coquettishly, and said, "Brother, come back with me."

Song Xuan vaguely realized that he might have done something wrong.

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Ji Yunxi buried her face in Song Xuan's arms and did not speak for a long time.

Such an abnormality made Song Xuan feel a little panicked.

"Axi... what's wrong?" He coaxed softly. "I made a mistake this time, and I will discuss it with you next time—"

"Brother is right," Ji Yunxi smiled lowly, with an indescribable sarcasm in that smile. "It was my fault."

"Jueyuan really can't stay. I can't die now, and I don't want to die." Ji Yunxi said quietly. "I lost my head for a moment."

"You already knew?" Song Xuan held his shoulders and looked at him.

"I knew it in Sifang City." Ji Yunxi's skin was cold, as if the blood in his body had been frozen. "I owe him."

"He wants to kill me, which is the real reason of heaven, and the retribution is not good."

"what is the problem."

A month ago, Song Xuan almost never thought that Jue Yuan would betray them.

That's the person he saw with his own eyes, experiencing suffering, living a life worse than death, crawling out of hell without being a ghost or a ghost.

"Brother should have thought of it, shouldn't he?"

Ji Yunxi laughed: "There is only one person who can drive Jue Yuan crazy."

clearance.

Jueyuan's master, former abbot of Wuyun Temple.

Song Xuan never thought that this name would appear in his ears again, and even be related to Ji Yunxi.

At that time, Chin Kung hadn't shaved or become a monk.