Chapter 64 The Wind of the National Scholar 1

Some people dared to crash into the carriage of the second prince under the escort of 200 imperial forbidden army warriors. This news was like a stone smashed into the quiet lake, splashing thousands of waves. It is said that the gangster was still a man without a helper. He rushed up unarmed and was besieged and executed after killing three imperial forbidden troops. This makes Shangji City, who sings and drinks all night, have another talk. Whose carriage is not good to bump into, but choose the carriage of the second prince to break through? Isn't it boring? Fanyang fruit is really the wind of the world. In the west, Mengyang iron riders are raging, and there are bandits here who dare to assassinate the second prince. Is this still good?

It is said that the gangster's end was very miserable, his whole body was scarred, and his body was penetrated by chains. It was very pitiful. It seems that he is just a young man under 20 years old. Why can't you think about it? One person can kill three imperial imperial army without arms. Should it be that this gangster's martial arts skills are better or the forbidden army warrior is exhausted from training and can't even take a gangster?

Perhaps it is that the sound of Shangji City is too flashy. Those who come to the city are rich and nobles who are good at enjoying. They are particularly enthusiastic about this kind of murder, especially this kind of thing that happens around them. After avoiding the second prince's car, many people ran to Ziliang Street and only saw a few piles of blood on the ground, but they did not feel disappointing.

Xiaowu and Liuzi also heard the rumors. At that time, their hearts thumped. Shouldn't it be the young master who crashed into the second prince's carriage? Go out in a panic to find out the news. Even if you are lucky to be alive, even if you die, you have to find the body! If the young master really dies, they will not live long. The thunder and anger of the great master of Shura will make life worse than death.

"The second prince of Lvri, did you really kill our young master?" Xiaowu hated and cursed, "If I had known that it would be like this, even if I was kicked to death by the young master, I would follow!"

"It's all my fault with this stinky mouth. Why did you provoke the young master to find Ning Zheng? A female doll left and left. Our young master is such a handsome young man and still worried about not finding a woman? But how can the young master explain to the young lady and the great master if the person is gone?

"What should I do if I want to slap myself with a big mouth?" Xiaowu sat on the ground with a sad face, like a mountain of meat hitting the ground, and the meat on his buttocks was like a ball of deformed soft noodles.

"The young master is not dead!" The six sons who can't beat a fart can only say these four words.

"Isn't this bullshit! I also hope that the young master is not dead, but listen, there is a lot of noise all over the city, and it is also said that the man who collided with the carriage was dragged to the ground by a big iron chain through his shoulder... This can be said that it is definitely not farting. If the young master has a mistake, we should wipe our neck with a knife for pleasure!" Xiaowu, who has always been careless, can shake his face in the face of the first person in the world today, but now he has panicked and looks like a widow who died.

"If you don't find the body, you're not dead!" Liuzi still stood on the side dullly, and half a sentence popped out.

"Go away, don't wander around me anymore. It's annoying!" Xiao Wu waved his hand upsetly, as if he were chasing flies.

"The young master is back!"

"What? What are you talking about?"

"The young master is back!"

Xiao Wu was sure that he heard correctly and followed Liuzi's eyes. Was it not his young master or who walked in from the door? He rolled over and crawled with his hands and feet. The expression on his face changed colorfully in an instant. His big fat face cried with joy and threw himself into the air and threw it straight at the young man who worried him.

The fat man turned around deftly in mid-air. When he fell, he just fell on his knees, threw himself on Xingchen's thigh, hugged him and cried.

"Young master, you are back. You don't know that you have broken your little heart. It is said that you are dead in the wind and rain that all over the city. This little regrets that you want to find Princess Ningzheng. How nice it would be to stay at home comfortably!"

He looked up at the young master. He really had a runny nose and tears, and his fat and swollen face cried muddyly. He put a pair of fat claws 'up and down' on Xingchen's body and asked anxiously, "Is the young master hurt? Does it hurt? Didn't the second prince do nothing to you? If he dares to attack you, he will catch up with him and kill the son of a bitch, and kick his head all the way back to you!"

Xiaowu's mouth has always been very talkative, which is simply two extremes with Liuzi. The dull and taciturn Liuzi just tried his best to squeeze out a smiling face that he thought was good-looking as usual, and said with a little shy and simple words, "The young master is back!"

Xingchen looked at the two companions with a blank face. These two were nominal servants in Shangji City, but secretly they were assassins of monitors, with infinite emotion in their hearts. Sure enough, looking at the past life from the perspective of the present is like living in an absurd dream. Now that I wake up, there are sharp fangs everywhere, waiting to bite him.

"Little five, six sons, five and six, then there should be one, two, three and four assassins, right? Where are they?" Xingchen said blankly.

Xiao Wu's cry stopped abruptly, as if his throat had been strangled by life. He raised his face, stepped back two steps, and fell to the ground in panic.

"Young master, you-you--" Xiaowu's swollen eyes were wide open, and his eyes were unbelievable.

"Don't call me young master. I'm not a son of the Liang family. My surname is Ye, Ye Xingchen." He took two steps forward, and his coral-red eyes glowed strangely and fell on Xiaowu and Liuzi like a knife.

Little Five is frightened. This moment finally came. At the beginning, the great master of Shura specially summoned him and the sixth son to explain their various matters, among which the thing he told three times was to 'restore memory'.

The fiery long hair like a jumping and burning great master wore the ** chest scarlet robe and spoke to them kneeling on the ground with rare gentleness. He gave them a jade charm with symbols that they couldn't understand. The great master warned: If the night stars recover their memory, they must break this charm as soon as possible, and he will rush there immediately.

"The night stars that restore memory are the enemies I find difficult, so I have to take this countermeasure to tamper with his memory and let him stay thousands of miles away and don't hinder me! And you have to monitor him to death, give him whatever he wants, do whatever he wants, erase his will with the flashy life of human life, and make him mediocre all the time!"

This is the original words of the great master of Shura. Ye Xingchen is a person who is afraid of great masters, so Xiao Wu came up with the idea of using the power of the young master to get rid of Shura's control. He did not follow the words of the great master. The young master had fun, but he never encouraged the young master to do anything harmful. The young master wanted to learn knives, so he told the young master how to practice first-class knife skills. The young master went out to play and never took him to the place of wind and moon. Although he couldn't stand it when he saw those round girls, he still couldn't stand it. Come down.

Even if the young master can't become a big man, he must not become an asshole who has done all the evil things.

Now is the time when what the great teacher told thousands of instructions happened, and Xiaowu was in a dilemma.

He reached out and found the charm from his arms and firmly pinched it. The brittle jade charm could be destroyed with only a slight effort, so that the great master could know that the night star had recovered his memory and remember a great achievement for him. Maybe he could be more appreciated and valued by the great masters than the top assassins.

Looking up, the young master's coral red eyes became the same as those of the great master - it was like a sea of blood like the Shura killing field, but not like the domineering arrogance of the great master, but the fiercest and boneless wind and snow froze him. The night stars in front of him were like the center of the snowstorm, and even felt that What flows in one's blood vessels is not warm blood, but snow water mixed with ice.

He finally convinced that the night star has the same terrible power as the great master of Shura, which is the kind of small feeling that can be extinguished by people's fingers when facing high-dimensional gods.

He held Fu Jian's hand and trembled. He knelt there and couldn't move. Liuzi had been calling his name beside him, but his voice was far away and he didn't hear it in his ears.

Choose the night stars, choose the great master? Night Star, Great Master, Night Star, Great Master, Night Star, Great Master...

This is the one that will be erased if you stand in the wrong team!

The right hand of the night stars was filled with wind and snow, and a sharp blade of ice condensed out, shining a sharp cold light in the sunset. His face was expressionless. Looking at the poor and lazy companion in the past, he held up the ice blade and was ready to split him head.

Xiao Wu's eyes opened angrily, looked up at the sharp blade, and looked at the thin figure standing in the backlight. The sunset outlined a circle of halo around his figure, like a god who executed heavenly punishment. And he couldn't move, as if he had been frozen. He could only wait for the ice blade to split himself in half!

Suddenly, he closed his eyes, roared, and threw the Fu Jian out, "I swear to follow the young master to death!"

After this sentence roared out, it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength. The meat mountain-like Xiaowu's whole body was paralyzed, gasping like a running bison.

He blocked his neck, did not dodge, slowly raised his head and looked along the fiery red eyes. Even if he was about to die, he had to see what kind of eyes the young man looked like.

Unexpectedly, he was greeted by a pair of smiling eyes, like a crescent moon, and the ice blade that was raised high above his head and ready to be cut at any time melted. The handsome young man asked softly, "Why do you follow me? If you break that charm, Shura will come over. Didn't you betray him by doing this? Aren't you afraid of being killed by Shura?"

"Young master, please allow me to continue to call you that! Even if you have recovered your memory and are no longer Mr. Xingchen of the Liang family, Liuzi and I are still your companions.

"You were ordered by Shura to monitor me. You should know that Shura destroyed the blood feud of my whole family. Do you think I will still believe you?" Ye Xingchen raised his eyebrows and whispered. He condescending and looked down at the fat man kneeling in front of him. The past, the precious smile came to his mind, but now he trembled and knelt in front of him. This contrast is really uncomfortable.

It's just that he still had to ask coldly, "Then tell me the reason why I can believe you!"

The originally clear coral-red eyes narrowed slightly, with an eagle-sharp and straight-through look.