Chapter 317 Enemy's Narrow Road

"Does Dad mean that someone is secretly controlling all this? How much manpower and material resources does this take?

"Yes, Xiao Ran is a very important chess piece, and he was involuntarily pushed to the table. Presumably he found this. First, he threw the seven-star stone, and then played this farce of fraud, trying to move the disaster eastward. Listening to his father's analysis, Ren Qiubai was very ashamed. Previously, I looked down on this little role, but I didn't expect the other party to be so delicate.

I know that there is a shocking conspiracy brewing, but I don't know who the manipulator is behind the scenes. People's fear of the unknown will always be uneasy. Originally, they could have found clues through Xiao Ran, but now this person hides and loses the opportunity to follow the melons. When Ren Qiubai was sad, Ren Xiaoyao seemed to suddenly think of something and suddenly smiled and said, "When all the clues are broken, the conspiracy should slowly surface. Xiao Ran, I still underestimate you."

Half a month later, when everyone gradually forgot about the robbery in the imperial city. There was once again sensational news in the palace. Prince Li Yan, the poison gas spread all over his body, and various methods have been tried to be ineffective. The suffering prince finally couldn't support it. The spearhead pointed directly to Xiao Ran, the family robber who competed with him that day. However, Xiao Ran was swallowed by the "Golden Dragon" in full view of the public, and this anger was passed on to the Xia family.

Many generals in important positions were removed from military power, and even the generals who were close to the Xia family and guarded the border were given empty military power, and everyone was in danger. Without military power, the Xia family, one of the three major families of the Tang Dynasty, has survived in name only. Even so, he didn't rush to fall into the well. The thin camel is bigger than the horse. Who knows when Xia Shuangtian will wake up from his coma? As long as he is in one day, no one can erase the Xia family from the Tang Dynasty.

Suddenly encountered this inexplicable disaster, and the Xia family was also dumb and bitter. In the secret room, Xia Shuangtian's face was gloomy and he sneered: "What a Xiaoran, he actually disrupted all his plans. If I had known that he would make so many trouble, I shouldn't have kept him in the world at the beginning. Well, since Li Xian is unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous.

Uncle De's face was expressionless and said, "Miss hasn't eaten for three days. I'm afraid she will collapse if she goes on like this."

Xia Shuangtian took a long breath and said, "The smoke has endured too much. It seems that it's time for me to wake up. Let's spread the news tomorrow." Just when everyone thought that the Xia family was out of favor and would not be reused again, the "God of War" Shuangtian finally woke up. Life is like a play, full of ups and downs. The moment when Xia Shuangtian woke up, the play was destined to be more wonderful.

The air is cool and fresh on the mountain road in late autumn. A faint mist appeared on the road, and a few gentle birds came crisply from the forest. The yellow leaves were rolled up and fell by the wind and spread evenly on the path deep into the forest. A drunkard with a drunken man carrying a wine gourd came out of the forest. His hair is gray and messy, and he can't recognize his face.

This road leads to Shuzhong, and it only takes a few small towns to reach Yizhou City. There is a small shop on both sides of the road that provides simple vegetarian food for passers-by. There are many old beggars like this, but no one cares about him. The old beggar found a table and sat down. After groping for a long time, he took out a piece of broken silver stained with wine from his arms, and his tone was vague as if there was something in his mouth: "Bat...two...two pots of...wine."

The disciples of the beggar gang are all over the world. Besides, the smelly silver is not smelly, and the boss does not dare to neglect it. There are three kinds of people in the world who are most afraid: monks, nuns, and Taoist priests. Often these people are people with strong martial arts skills. It's enough to meet one, but three people came at the same time on the way, which are the three most taboo people of Jianghu masters. The monk held a ring knife in his hand, which was particularly noticeable. The Taoist priest was thin, and his robe was blown by the wind, which made people worry about whether a gust of wind would blow away. The nun was normal and well dressed, but her appearance was indeed unflattering.

"Stop and rest your feet." When the three passed by the teahouse, the Taoist priest suddenly said.

"Good." The nun simply said a word and was speechless.

"A few steamed buns and a few dishes. On the last jar of good wine, I'm in a hurry.

There are only three tables in the shed, one table sitting three or four young people with swords on the table. An old man and a young man sat on the other table. The old man had never forgotten them. Only the ugly and short man's eyes revealed a vigilance, and the rest was naturally the old beggar sitting.

This old beggar seems to be the best to bully. The monk walked over carelessly and slapped the table: "Bad old man, give me a seat. You occupy a table alone and let the three of us stand and eat. The knife in your hand doesn't have long eyes. Get out of here!"

The old beggar actually stood up and walked away, took two steps and stopped, and the wine gourd fell down at his waist. Shake your body and go back to get it. The nun sniffed, smelled the old beggar's stench and frowned.

As soon as the monk stretched out his feet, the old beggar immediately fell to the ground: "Bear bones, tell you to get out of here. How can there be so many bad things? You're lucky. Today's order number doesn't kill people. Hearing this, the teenager on a table was about to rise up with his sword, but he was held down by someone beside him and shook his head slightly to him, signaling him not to mind his own business.

This kind of bullying can be seen everywhere in the world, and it is said that this old beggar should also leave. After all, the head is more important than the wine gourd. However, when the strange man met the strange man, the old beggar got up and still reached for the wine gourd: "Gine back my wine, wine..."

The monk looked angry and hit him with a knife in the head. Seeing that his arm was about to be useless, a chopstick blocked it first. Unexpectedly, this heavy blow was stopped. It's true that the nun took action: "Don't make trouble." As soon as the nun spoke, the monk really stopped and kicked the old beggar's stomach. The old beggar vomited blood in mid-air, fell to the ground, and could no longer get up.

The short and thin man sneered. He glanced at the old beggar inadtentionly, and suddenly his face changed dramatically. He would recognize this face even if it turned to ashes. If it weren't for him, how could he end up today? I thought I couldn't take revenge all my life, but I didn't expect that he didn't die.

"I didn't die, hahaha... God has eyes, Xiao Ran, Xiao Ran, you let me find it so hard." The short and thin man was secretly happy. This man is not someone else, but the "flower bee" Fan Qianli, and it was also because of him that Xiao Ran fell in love with Xia Ruoyan. It's not that the enemy doesn't get together. There is no need to think that he can guess why Xiao Ran is like this. How deep the relationship it takes to do it?

Fan Qianli's expression is fleeting and well hidden. How can the hatred of killing his brother die so cheaply? He will have to repay his suffering a hundred times. The old man next to the voice was also a villain who was hunted down. The two walked together only to protect themselves, and there was no friendship to speak of. Now that Fan Qianli finds Xiao Ran's whereabouts, it is naturally impossible to share it with him. He has already thought about how to deceive him and slowly torture Xiao Ran.

On that day, Xiao Ran did not have the confidence to survive. The golden python followed Xiao Ran for two years, during which he also ate many precious medicinal herbs such as ginseng and He Shouwu. Unable to bear Xiao Ran to die in the palace, he ran out without Xiao Ran's communication and blocked an unavoidable blow for him. The first time I came to this world was the Golden Toad Island of Tangmen. Since life is over and the fallen leaves return to the root, let's be buried in the lake of forgetfulness. With this only idea in his heart, Xiao Ran walked all the way here.

After half an hour, everyone has left. The old beggar is also missing. Fan Qianli arched his hand and said, "Wan Lao, Fan still has a few things to do around here. See you in Luoyun Building, Yizhou. Say goodbye." Anti-tracking and absconding are the most basic skills to be a flower picker. Fan Qianli only needs to catch up with Xiao Ran with little effort.

It's almost dusk, and there is no one on the road. The old beggar was holding a wine gourd and leaning on one to take a nap. Fan Qianli sneered, quickly sealed Xiao Ran's acupuncture point and put it into a marijuana bag. He said, "I don't know what kind of expression I will look when you wake up."