Chapter 511 Night

Today is destined to be a sleepless night for Di'an City.

Although the person who planned everything already knew that everything would return to dust tonight from the moment Emperor Xien died, this does not mean that other people know this.

This is the first time that the Great Yan Empire has faced the crisis of overthrow since its founding more than a thousand years ago.

Everything needs to be thoroughly investigated.

The Imperial City Guards, the various levels of sky patrols under the Tianjian Division, and the Monster Military School of the City Defense Division belatedly put every street under martial law.

It was not that they reacted too slowly, but that the earth-shattering battle on the dome ended too quickly.

Like a meteor across the sky.

Brilliant, but short-lived.

However, Xu Yuan did not know what happened outside the mansion.

Because Lou Ji disconnected his wifi.

The moment the soul connection was terminated, Xu Yuan's seemingly omniscient and transparent vision immediately disappeared.

Silently looking at the sword light that still stretched across the sky, Xu Yuan's eyes were more or less complicated.

What he saw tonight had a great impact on him.

As a fusion warrior who had killed a saint, Xu Yuan realized a reality for the first time.

There are also gaps between saints.

If he, with the body of a strange ghost, was put in the battle circle tonight, he would probably die before he could even last three breaths.

Barbarian King?

It's just the shame of the saint.

Thinking in his heart, Xu Yuan shook his head gently again.

Nothing is absolute. After all, in "Cangyuan", the Barbarian King is not difficult as a world BOSS, but it is also on the average line. The fact that he was killed by him and Li Qingyan before was probably due to the fact that he had just broken through the realm.

"What are you standing there for."

His thoughts were interrupted by a slightly angry voice.

Xu Yuan raised his eyes when he heard the words, and saw a white jade hand already touching his forehead.

Lou Ji bent her fingers, and with a crisp bang, Xu Yuan sat down on the ground.

Rubbing his painful brow, Xu Yuan was about to say something, when he saw Lou Ji snort and turn around and walk away.

Her slender waist swayed slightly, and the light gauze flowed along her plump hips.

Xu Yuan hurriedly got up, patted the dust off his body and followed, and asked in a low voice as he walked:

"Sister, did you see the sword just now?"

Through Lou Ji's vision, he was unable to see how his uncle's last sword was cut, so he wanted to ask.

Lou Ji glanced at him with her pink almond eyes and answered casually:

"I saw things, you saw them all."

Xu Yuan pondered for a moment and whispered:

"Different realms, even with the same vision, should see things differently, right?"

After a short silence, Lou Ji chuckled:

"I can't see clearly."

"Ah?" Xu Yuan was surprised: "You can't see clearly either?"

Lou Ji sighed faintly:

"If I can see Feng Jiuxuan's last sword clearly, it means that I can probably dodge it. Unless I can break the saint, it is impossible to see Feng Jiuxuan's sword clearly."

Xu Yuan suddenly fell silent after hearing this.

He thought that the reason why the elder sister in front of him could not break the saint was because of the hidden injury he suffered.

Lou Ji's emotions were very delicate. She keenly noticed the mood of the boy beside her, raised her hand and patted his head:

"Sister is not a martial arts fanatic, and cultivation is enough.

"Okay, your uncle's work has been done, but tonight has just begun. "

"Hmm"

Xu Yuan responded softly, temporarily suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

His thoughts returned to the right track, Xu Yuan slightly considered his words, and said softly:

"Sister, what happened tonight is slightly beyond our control. "

Xu Yuan said this very tactfully.

Not slightly.

At the moment when the spell array formed by the golden holy blood was formed, the situation was actually completely beyond the control of the Xiangguo Mansion.

If Di'an City was destroyed, the political impact it brought would be almost devastating to the old man's world plan.

Emperor Xien came from the Xiangguo Mansion. Even if the old man had great power as the prime minister, he had to pay a price for it.

This is the rule of power operation under the existing framework.

Unless you rebel directly and turn the table, and become an enemy of everyone in the world, you have to bear it honestly.

As far as Xu Yuan knows, the Xiangguo Mansion is not ready to be the "King Xuan of Qi" at this stage.

The existence of the Xiangguo Mansion is not to start a new local warlord, but to penetrate every aspect of Da Yan like the roots of a plant. This has made the Xiangguo Mansion in the past few decades. Rapidly growing and becoming stronger within the year, but this also makes a large part of the Xiangfu's subordinates tied together by various interest exchanges.

Once they become enemies with the world, this part of people will most likely be cut off at the speed of light.

At that time, it may be a feast for everyone except the Xiangfu.

And compromise,

that means that the internal contradictions between the court and the sect will be transformed into external contradictions.

The Great Yan Dynasty will fully intervene in the war on Dongying Island, the exploration of Xien will begin, and the expedition will also be put on the agenda.

Once these happen, my father's reform plan will become a distant prospect.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan suddenly felt a little fortunate.

The timeline in his mind is only one step away from becoming a reality, and Feng Jiuxuan's shocking sword is missing.

Lou Ji was quiet for a while, shook her head gently, and said:

"A blessing in disguise, just remember this lesson."

Humans will not learn lessons from history, but people will.

Xu Yuan sighed softly:

"After tonight, many people may start to pay attention to the Xien people on the Dongying Island."

Lou Ji glanced at Xu Yuan, and her voice became relaxed again:

"Don't you have a good personal relationship with the third prince? This can be regarded as helping him in disguise."

Although Di'an did not suffer any actual losses, after all, Saint Xien made such a big fuss in the heart of Da Yan. Even if it was for face-saving, more attention would be paid to the Xien troops entrenched on the Dongying Island.

Xu Yuan grinned:

"The next step is to argue, but after tonight, I think those people in the sect should be very interested in Xien."

Da Yan's cultivation methods are constantly evolving, and Emperor Xien's strength is undoubtedly revealed tonight. For that kind of cultivation method, the sect will inevitably covet it.

Lou Ji waved her hand and said softly:

"It's a bit too early to say this now. At least we have to wait until after New Year's Eve. Now we should deal with those people according to the plan."

Xu Yuan's eyes condensed slightly.

This was the plan set at the beginning.

Saints fight, guest officials die suddenly.

The list prepared by Ran Jianli has been provided.

In Di'an City, Xiangguo Mansion will assassinate the high-level officials of Jiantian Pavilion on the list.

In Xiangguo Mansion, the Black Scale Guard will take this opportunity to deal with some old ministers who have become disobedient.

It's a dark and windy night for murder.

Fatty Zhou didn't want to come to Di'an City, but he had to come.

As a person who survived the assassination attempt on Xu Changtian, Fatty Zhou should have been sick and enjoying a good life in Tiexuan Sect.

But things are unpredictable, and his act of escaping from the battlefield was reported to the Pavilion Master by the semi-saint named Luo Bingli.

In order to maintain his position in Tiexuan Sect, Fatty Zhou could only reluctantly come to this undercurrent Di'an City to make meritorious contributions.

Tonight is the last day of the Xiangfu Banquet.

It should have been his last day in Di'an City.

But as expected, another accident happened.

He watched a sword light suddenly rise from the Xiangfu.

Watching two figures galloping and fighting in the sky.

Watching the terrifying golden light enveloping Di'an.

Watching one of them chop off the other's head.

And at this moment,

In this luxurious and licentious ancient building,

Fatty Zhou, who was hugging his beautiful concubine, was watching the blood-stained man in white holding the head and slowly walking towards him.

In the outer city of Di'an, a twenty-foot-wide river rushed by, dividing the prosperity of Di'an and the tranquility of the outside world.

A Jingran Xiang Pavilion stood on the valley beside the river.

As the snow fell, the river, the city, and the countryside were all the same color. Under the illumination of the sword light aurora, the snow was particularly gorgeous.

This beautiful scenery should be matched with a beauty.

But in the quiet pavilion, there was no beauty, only a beautiful and revealingly dressed boy.

He looked at the riverside with horror.

Watching the blood staining the clear river surface red, but then washed away by the turbulent water in an instant.

The second elder of Zhushan Sect died.

The beautiful young man did not dare to make any sound, for fear of alarming the murderer on the riverside.

Xu Changge stood quietly by the river, gently wiping the long sword in his hand with a brocade handkerchief.

At his feet, an old man with a purple face and white beard was dying and mumbling for mercy.

There was no trace of fighting around.

When he arrived, the poison on the face of the young man had already entered the old man's body.

The first sword, Lou Ji's drug disturbed the opponent's nerves.

The second sword, the old man became what he is now

Death and assassination happened quietly in the already martial law Di'an City, like a net that descended in an orderly manner on some inadvertent corners.

Looking at the quiet and elegant environment around him, Xu Yuan had a strange feeling.

Familiar, because this is the Xiangguo Mansion.

Strange, because the Xiangguo Mansion is too big, and he, a native, has not been here many times.

Beixuan Courtyard, Xiangqin Pavilion.

The place where the female guest of the Xiangguo Mansion lives.

Yes, Lou Ji's mansion is also here.

Thinking in his heart, Xu Yuan suddenly realized that he seemed to be without a human skin mask, and subconsciously stopped his steps. Before his soul probed towards the Xumi Ring, he heard Lou Ji's voice with a smile:

"You wear that human skin and walk beside me, sister, are you trying to cover up your crime?"

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Smiling awkwardly, Xu Yuan whispered:

"Then I will go back to the inner courtyard first?"

"Going from here, you have to pass by the pavilion in the center of the lake, and Ran Jianli is over there."

".Is the national teacher here to find Ran Qingmo?"

"Yes."

"." Xu Yuan was a little nervous.

Tonight, he has seen the power of the saint. Although the Xiangguo Mansion is very large, with the cultivation of the old man Jian, the soul can probably find him with a casual scan.

Lou Ji chuckled and pursed her red lips:

"Don't worry, your father has gone there, he is watching him, just don't run under his nose."

Xu Yinhe went to find Ran Jianli not only to stop the other party from taking action, but more because the Xiangfu had to clean up the house tonight.

And the family scandal, of course, cannot be made public.

As she said, Lou Ji's eyes were filled with a hint of meaningful sadness:

"And Changtian, the people we have to deal with today are all the old people in the Xiangfu, and there should be people you know among them."

The first person Lou Ji visited was an old woman, a person called Granny Long.

I don't know Xu Yuan, but if he can stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion tonight, he must be a very important high-level official.

She has a strong spirit, a straight neck and a straight back, and her every move exudes nobility and elegance. Judging from her bones, she must have been a gorgeous beauty when she was young.

Even though the years have passed, the beauty of the past can still be vaguely seen in the features.

Grandma Long opened the courtyard door and saw Lou Ji outside the door. A faint smile immediately appeared on her thin lips.

Very soft, with a hint of surprise.

The look on Lou Ji's face was almost the same.

They seemed to be best friends who had known each other for a long time.

Without any words, Granny Long wanted to welcome Lou Ji in, but the movement came to an abrupt end when her eyes rested on Xu Yuan.

Granny Long recognized the identity of the young man beside Lou Ji.

but,

According to the information she received, he had been assassinated.

Snowflakes like goose feathers fell gently on the courtyard.

Grandma Long silently raised her eyes and glanced at the sky. She could not tell what she was thinking in her eyes. When she lowered her head, she silently turned around and walked towards the courtyard.

Lou Ji glanced at Xu Yuan and motioned for him to wait here.

The courtyard door is closed, and everything inside is isolated.

Snow is still falling.

The courtyard door opened, and Lou Ji walked out calmly.

Xu Yuan looked at her but didn't ask anything.

The two of them walked towards the next courtyard in silence.

The snow mist that had just risen due to the sword energy had already accumulated a layer of snow on the ground again, making a creaking sound when you stepped on it.

suddenly,

"Just ask whatever you want."

"Ah"

Xu Yuan looked at the old lady's calm profile, with a hint of thought in his eyes:

"Is she your friend?"

Lou Ji tilted her head and thought for a moment, as if she was considering how to answer.

After a long while, she said softly:

"I called her Miss before."

Xu Yuan suddenly fell silent.

Lou Ji chuckled and said quietly:

"Sister, I remember telling you before that I was once a pariah among those sects."

Failed.

Keep trying tomorrow.

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