I'm afraid you'll be widowed

An inconspicuous muffled hum immediately scattered into the spring brocade pool that was rippling with microwaves.

The blood swept across the skirt in an instant, dyeing the wax on the lantern tree into a red color.

The desert moon in Fang Cenxi's hand was sharp and beautiful, but he didn't allow others to look at him more, so he immediately plunged the knife into "Fang Lian".

"Fang Lian" was still holding the knife in the air, looking at Fang Cenxi with surprise in his eyes: "You..."

But Fang Cenxi, who "killed his father", showed almost no fluctuations on his face.

He just drew out the dagger neatly, stabbed it again without hesitation, like a broken rag.

In fact, the Desert Rose Moon was not called this name in the first place. It was called the Devil Moon by the other side of the Western Regions.

Just because this kind of knife is so sharp, it can not only pick beef and mutton, but also can easily scrape and debone people without any effort.

Later, the urban residents in the Suzhou area felt that it was unlucky, so they slowly changed to the Desert Rose Moon.

Therefore, even though Fang Cenxi has a delicate physique, it doesn't take much effort to use it.

Blood splashed on Fang Cenxi's cheek, but he remained expressionless.

It seems that the blood has no temperature at all, as if those are cold.

Even if the blood in the nightmare is splashed thousands of times, he is no longer afraid.

Because someone is always going to wake him up.

Now Fang Cenxi looks calm and restrained, as if he slaughtered an insignificant chicken.

As if a few moments ago, the person who was willing to obey Qian Xingtong's advice for this "father" was not Fang Cenxi at all.

Qian Xingtong was inevitably taken aback.

He looked at Fang Cenxi, who was weak but ruthless and decisive, and asked in surprise, "What are you doing? How could you kill your father?"

Hearing this, Fang Cenxi slowly turned his eyes to meet Qian Xingtong's gaze.

There was a sinister arc on his lips, as if he thought it was funny, he simply laughed out loud.

Fang Cenxi had a sneer on his usual gentle face, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife: "My father?"

"Master Shoufu probably doesn't know yet? That afternoon when the Japanese invaded the city, you withdrew the coastal defense and frontier troops, and my father was forced to take a group of civil servants from Jianzhou Prefecture to defend the city."

"He was right under my nose, and was hacked to death by the Japanese pirates one after another. His bones were hard to find."

Fang Cenxi spoke too calmly, as if all this was just a scene in front of his eyes, and he was just a bystander from the beginning to the end.

Qian Xingtong frowned: "You saw Fang Lian die in front of your eyes, why do you still..."

"So your father-son affectionate appearance has been acting for me?"

Lord Shoufu, who is usually aloof and lofty, will inevitably be torn apart at this moment, and his face is stained with an incredulous expression: "How is it possible? How can the phantom smoke of the mandala not work on you? "

"When did you see the clue?"

Fang Cenxi sneered and raised his hand: "When?"

"Master Shoufu, you were wrong from the very beginning. Ever since I entered this Linghua Pavilion, I have never believed in anything in front of me."

The three wounds on his fingertips are particularly eye-catching at this moment.

Fang Cenxi looked at Qian Xingtong's bewildered look, and a teasing smile appeared on his lips: "Haven't you ever thought that this thing is so effective that you have never seen it before the Thirteenth Division meeting?" ?”

Qian Xingtong has only now realized that Fang Cenxi, in order to be sober and restrained, did not realize that he cut wounds on his fingers one by one, so as to prevent himself from sinking into hallucinations.

Qian Xingtong laughed back angrily, turned around and overturned the box that Fang Cenxi had brought.

There is no evidence of the Jianzhou Japanese Invasion in it, but two copies of "Zengguang Xianwen" fell out.

At this point, Qian Xingtong finally accepted the fact that he was being tricked.

He was immediately angry and annoyed: "How is this possible?"

"I obviously sent someone to watch you, and you got the evidence right under my nose."

"That's right, I got it." Fang Cenxi said calmly, "But it seems that I never promised to give you those things."

"The first assistant lied to me, and I just lied to the first assistant. We're even."

Qian Xingtong waved his sleeves angrily, and suddenly his eyes showed a fierce look: "So what if you cheated?"

"Your life is in my hands, you are destined to be controlled by me."

Fang Cenxi wiped the blood all over his face, and suddenly laughed so coldly: "You are so ridiculous, Qian Xingtong."

"From the first moment I saw that fake, I knew it wasn't real, and I didn't deceive myself into thinking it was real."

"I never live by anything. In this world, there is nothing I can't let go of. You can't hold me with a person who is almost like my father. Do you think you can scare me by taking your life? "

"You..." Qian Xingtong's face darkened several times, "You have no desires or desires, and your thoughts are sinister."

"You don't hesitate to take a ruthless hand against yourself, just to plot against me? Get the accounts of Baoxing Bank?"

Fang Cenxi sneered twice: "Yes, Fan Tianhe died so coincidentally, if I don't start with you, who else can I turn to?"

"Your Excellency Shoufu has been scheming all his life, didn't he think that he would be schemed once?"

"You forged the Xuanfu's military organization to trap General Pei and ordered Zhao Junai to withdraw from the Jianzhou Guard Coast Defense. Can you count how much blood-stained bribe money you took?"

Qian Xingtong couldn't help the corners of his eyes twitching.

He is an extremely human minister, extremely noble, others have always dared to be his dog, but Fang Cenxi dared to play him like a dog.

He immediately ordered someone to remove the knife from Fang Cenxi's hand, and kicked Fang Cenxi to the ground fiercely.

Fang Cenxi was indeed very weak, so he simply stopped struggling.

He was trampled on the ground mercilessly, and he couldn't help but frowned in pain, but he still couldn't help but sneered lowly, biting the blood on his lips.

"Where is the thing?" Qian Xingtong regretted that he had shown his murderous intentions to Fang Cen Xi too early, so he could only show his true nature at this time, stepping on Fang Cen Xi's hand firmly, "There have been people watching you all day, You haven't seen anyone."

"Where did you hide your stuff?"

Fang Cenxi's hands had been trampled to a bloody mess, but there was still an unbelievable smile on his face, against the bloodstains all over his face, it was inexplicable and strange for a moment.

This smile seemed to be contempt for Qian Xingtong, and it completely aroused Qian Xingtong's nerve called anger for a while.

He asked viciously, "What are you laughing at?"

"You are dying, why are you laughing?"

Fang Cenxi smiled and groaned: "Qian Xingtong, you are afraid of death, so you think everyone is as afraid of death as you are?"

"For more than ten years, every time I woke up in the middle of the night, I wished I could swallow you, the culprit, alive."

"Do you think that a mere person who is somewhat similar to my father, and your phantasmagoric rags, can easily offset hundreds of thousands of hatreds that want to kill you?"

Qian Xingtong howled angrily: "Why on earth is this? You have lived with humiliation for 20 years, don't you just want to reverse the case for your father?"

"This opportunity is right in front of you. I will return your father to you, promise you wealth, give you glory, and ensure your official career. Why do you still have to fight against me?"

Fang Cenxi gasped for breath twice: "Do you know what it is like to live rather than die? Have you ever seen human blood flowing down the tower like a waterfall? Have you seen the red waves in the sea turning up and smelling fishy?" Does it taste?"

"Do you think your mere charity can clear up any debts in this world and cover up all the sins of the past?"

Qian Xing was so angry that he no longer cared about his own face and identity: "As long as no one knows about these damned things, you will be the bright and upright son of Fang Lian. Cover the sky with your hands, and from now on, there will be nothing that can threaten you and make you appoint the next chief assistant."

"Why? Why aren't you tempted? Why don't you just refuse to do it?"

"We are all mortal bodies, and sooner or later we will be buried in the soil. It is not easy enough to care about our own life."

"Could it be that you still want to stand on the commanding heights of morality and live forever? Let others erect monuments and temples for you, and be admired and enshrined by future generations for thousands of years?"

Fang Cenxi closed his eyes with a labored smile.

"Qian Xingtong, who do you think you are?"

"Power is never eternal. Today you are sitting on a cloud on a ladder, and tomorrow you can be a wall and a wall of mud. You regard yourself as a merciful god and Buddha, and you don't see yourself as inferior to a beast. You deserve it." Is it?"

Qian Xingtong completely tore off his appearance of being steady and upright, and suddenly kicked Fang Cenxi.

"Shut up, you bastard."

"What are you? You also want to fight against me?"

This kick was indeed not light, Fang Cenxi was almost kicked half of his life, so he curled up on the ground involuntarily.

However, he still had a mouth full of blood foam, and teased vaguely: "Qian Shoufu, some people say that I am a rabbit man. Although I don't like this name, I still have to admit that I really can't stand your feet." .”

"Before you kick another kick, you'd better think about the ledger, whether you still want it or not."

Qian Xingtong had already raised his foot, and when he heard this sentence, he had no choice but to look at the people on the ground again, and took it back resentfully.

"You'd better confess earlier, I can still give you a good time."

"Don't procrastinate and wear my patience, I've already spent too much on you."

Fang Cenxi sneered and coughed twice: "Master Shoufu said, what should I do?"

"Who in this world is willing to rush to find death?"

At this point, Qian Xingtong finally calmed down.

"You want to procrastinate until Jin Yiwei finds you?"

"Don't dream, the ingenuity of the Linghua Pavilion is definitely not something that can be taken lightly. Even if it is Jinyiwei, it will not take ten days and half a month to figure out the way."

Seeing Fang Cenxi's embarrassed appearance, he also sneered to himself: "Besides, how can I make it easy for you?"

He called the servants around him, and pointed to Fang Cenxi who was barely able to get up on the ground: "Go and get the machine medicine, and feed it to him."

"I'd like to see if the hard bones of the Fang family can be brothers and sisters, and it hurts like they are holding each other."

The servant took the order and acted according to the words.

Unexpectedly, before he had gone a few steps, there was a loud bang.

Everyone was stunned, and saw the people from Linghua Pavilion hurried over.

"Master Shoufu, hurry up and avoid it."

"The Jin Yiwei outside saw that he was about to find him."

Qian Xingtong hesitated: "How is it possible?"

This place is hidden and almost no one knows about it.

What's more, the entrance of the underground mechanism is complicated, and it will never be easily detected by others, let alone triggered by luck.

The person who came came gasped and cupped his hands again: "Jinyiwei has a lot of people, and the leading Qianhu is domineering, directly took away Zhao Shangshu, and searched the Linghua Pavilion again."

"They didn't find anything, and the thousand households refused to accept it, so they directly ordered their subordinates to dismantle it in several key rooms."

"The servants of Linghua Pavilion can't stop the officials, and now they have demolished the first gate into the Spring Brocade Pond."

"Time is running out now, sir, don't worry about it anymore."

"If you don't leave, it's really too late."

The author has something to say:

Shoufu: Why don’t you follow the rules? ? ?

Pei Gou: Sorry, demolition is my rule (doge)