I have a role in the heavens

At this time, Fan Xian no longer abided by the rule of not jumping and running, and ran desperately towards the outside of the palace.

Yan Xiaoyi was on patrol when he heard Late Autumn's warning. He quickly grabbed his bow and arrow from the guards around him, jumped up and reached the top of the palace, set his bow and arrow, and tried to aim at Fan Xian, who was running quickly.

Fan Xian knows that although Yan Xiaoyi is not a grand master, he is the only archer who has reached the ninth level today, and he is a ninth-level archer. He is the best archer in the world. His shooting skills are astonishing. Feeling the sense of crisis coming, Fan Xian did not dare to be careless. He stepped on his feet and twisted his steps. His body kept twisting and drew a serpentine path in the air, carefully avoiding Yan Xiaoyi's aim behind him.

Yan Xiaoyi kept calculating Fan Xian's trajectory, moving the direction of the bow and arrow little by little, and gradually closed his eyes. He imagined Fan Xian's trajectory in his mind, and kept adjusting the bow and arrow in his hand. Suddenly, Yan Xiaoyi Xiao Yi opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a divine light in his eyes. He paused his hands, let go of the tail feathers of the arrow body with his right hand, and the iron arrow body cut through the void of the night and shot forward quickly.

The alarm in Fan Xian's heart rang loudly. He only had time to look back when he was hit by the arrow and fell right outside the palace wall.

On the roof of the palace, Yan Xiaoyi put away his bow and arrow confidently. He believed that whoever was hit by his arrow would be seriously injured. He jumped off the roof in a hurry and waved to everyone to join him in catching the intruder.

Fan Xian touched his lower back and felt it carefully. There was no injury. It turned out that the iron arrow hit the key. Fan Xian quickly took out the key, fearing that the key he had finally stolen would be hit by Yan Xiaoyi's iron arrow. The arrow was damaged. Fan Xian knew the power of Yan Xiaoyi's iron arrow. Outside the Taiping Courtyard, he shot down a big tree. Fan Xian lowered his head and looked at the key. There was no scratch at all. What material was this key made of? But Fan Xian finally put aside his worries, threw the iron arrow in his hand on the ground, and quickly fled the place.

"This boy is really lucky. If I hadn't been worried that Yan Xiaoyi's bow and arrow would be shot slightly out of position, causing Fan Xian to die directly, why would I have been waiting here for Fan Xian in the middle of the night with the cold wind blowing, just in case!" Guo Baokun walked out of the corner, glanced at the iron arrow thrown to the ground by Fan Xian, watched Fan Xian leave easily, turned around and entered the night again.

"So, if he was hit by my arrow, he will definitely not be able to run far!" Yan Xiaoyi looked at the iron arrows on the ground and was very confident. Even if the Grand Master was hit by his own arrow, he would definitely be seriously injured and would definitely run away. Not far.

"Xiao Yi, what's going on? Have you caught him?" Zhuang Mohan has long disappeared from the palace of the eldest princess Li Yunrui. Looking at Yan Xiaoyi who is in full armor, the eldest princess asked easily.

"Let him escape, it's not enough for him to be hit by my arrow!" Yan Xiaoyi replied to the eldest princess in anger,

"Then have you confirmed who the other party is?" Li Yunrui straightened up and became a little interested. The princess still knew Yan Xiaoyi's skills. After all, Yan Xiaoyi was trained by her since she was a child. As the only ninth-grade arrow, Hand, no one can be hit by Yan Xiaoyi's iron arrow and still escape Yan Xiaoyi's pursuit.

"The other person's face is covered, but I have an intuition that the other person is Fan Xian!" Yan Xiaoyi's intuition is very accurate, otherwise he would not have shot Fan Xian with an arrow with his eyes closed.

"Fan Xian?" The eldest princess was even more interested. Fan Xian stole the show tonight at the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, and the scenery was endless. If he didn't enjoy the glory at this time, why would he sneak into the palace at this time?

"Since you think it's Fan Xian, then you should go to Uncle Sinan's Mansion immediately tomorrow morning to search and confirm if it's Fan Xian!" Li Yunrui thought for a moment, came to his senses again, and leaned against the back of the chair again, relaxing. He ordered Yan Xiaoyi.

"I know!" Yan Xiaoyi gestured with his hands, then turned and left. An assassin entered the palace. At this time, he couldn't get away. He had to lead the imperial guards to inspect the palace's defense to avoid another mistake.

"Interesting, really interesting!" Li Yunrui said to himself, with a creepy smile on his face.

"Wan Qiu, you have met this person. How likely is it that he is Fan Xian?" Li Yunrui smiled for a while, then put away his smile. His face was full of resentment again, and he turned to Wan Qiu behind him to verify that the other person was Fan Xian. Possibility of leisure.

"I'm not sure, but in terms of body shape, he is basically similar to Fan Xian!" Wan Qiu carefully considered for a long time before replying to Li Yunrui in a low voice.

"From this point of view, it is really possible that it is him. I wonder if Xiao Yi's arrow can make him return directly to the west?" Li Yunrui seemed to have thought of the scene of Fan Xian being seriously injured, and started to laugh nervously again, all of them It's the look of relief from hatred.

"Hehehehe, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck!" Crazy laughter echoed in the palace in the dark night, making people sigh and sigh, and even more terrifying. How much darkness and misfortune does this luxurious royal palace contain, how much is buried? Blood, tears and intrigue.

Not to mention the reactions of Fan Xian and the eldest princess, Guo Baokun did come to the meeting place between Wu Zhu and Hong Sixiang. He watched Wu Zhu pretending to be Si Gu Jian's apprentice and using Si Gu Jian's moves with Hong Si Xiang. Fighting was something Wu Zhu and Ye Qingmei often did back then, pretending to be others and causing trouble. From this point of view, Fan Xian was worthy of being Ye Qingmei's son. From mother to son, both were troublemakers and refused to settle down. The fight between Wu Zhu and Hong Sixiang caused the surrounding objects to be continuously destroyed, and debris was scattered everywhere. The two figures quickly flashed and disappeared from the place. If ordinary people saw this speed, they would definitely think that they had met late at night. ghost.

Wu Zhu estimated the time. Fan Xian should have succeeded by now, so he started to prepare to leave and get rid of Hong Sixiang. After all, there was a gap in strength between the two. Hong Sixiang made an oversight, and Wu Zhu seized the opportunity. , forced Hong Sixiang back with a sword, and dodged directly into the alley. Hong Sixiang followed closely, but Wuzhu had already disappeared.

After Wu Zhu got rid of Hong Sixiang, he threw his night clothes and face towel onto the street, preparing to return to Si Nanbo's Mansion to meet Fan Xian.

"This is the first time we meet, let me introduce myself. I'm Guo Baokun. I believe Fan Xian should have mentioned me to you!" Guo Baokun stood in the middle of the street, with his back to Wuzhu, his hands behind his back, and turned to face Wuzhu. Introduce yourself as if you were greeting a friend.

"Wuzhu, you should also know me!" Wuzhu still maintained his cold demeanor and introduced himself concisely and concisely.

"Why are you stopping me?" Wu Zhu asked straight to the point, seeing Guo Baokun's delay in replying.

"Originally I wanted to try my skills with you, but now it's no longer necessary!" Guo Baokun shook his head in disinterest. Guo Baokun was still very curious about Wu Zhu, the number one master in the original work, and had long wanted to fight with Wu Zhu. We fought once, but now I have lost all interest.