The world is prosperous, come alone for Qinghan

Hanging up his blood sword after six years, Ying Siyin didn't feel uncomfortable at all, as if the sword had never left him, he could draw it carelessly, following this move, Black air emanated from the fingers, circling and descending the long sword, and a sword flower casually held by the hand drew several deep marks on the ground.

Marquis Sima Wei and Ning Jiarong accompanied him to the left and right. Seeing the master drew his sword, the two also followed behind him in a tacit understanding, put their fingers on the hilt of the sword, and were ready to fight at any time.

Ying Siyin walked forward step by step with the long sword in his hand. Every time he took a step forward, the ministers in front of him took a step back in a panic.

"Mr. Xiaowen, beside the imperial capital, at the foot of the emperor, all the former emperors of the Ying family are watching you in the sky. It is definitely not a good thing for you to mutilate your siblings and seize the throne."

"Mr. Xiaowen, please think twice. If you let the sage go, you can continue to go back to northern Hebei to have a good time, and leave your name in the history books, so that you won't get the bad name of killing the king and usurping the throne."

"Please, Marquis Xiaowen, think twice."

Ying Siyin didn't bother to raise his eyelids, he just looked down at his long sword, how could someone else change the decision he made with a few words?Ying Siyin has always been Ying Siyin, it has never changed, and the problem of soft ears is only limited to some people. Unless Shen Qinghan speaks today, he may not be able to listen to what others say.

The neat shouts outside also made Shen Qinghan in the carriage very curious. Just as he was about to lift the curtain to see what happened, he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind him, subconsciously dodged sideways, and then quickly drew his sword Pointing outwards, the point of the sword touched the opponent's throat, and it was only then that it was Mu Feiyun who came.

This is the last person who can keep Mo Nanfeng safe and sound throughout his life.

Even just thinking about this point, the sword couldn't go out, the emotional change in his eyes was too obvious, Shen Qinghan hurriedly stopped, but the two sides were too close, and there was not much space in the carriage, the sword was After recovering it, the sword energy hit him firmly.

"Uh..." Shen Qinghan clutched his chest in pain, his throat felt sweet, and he swallowed the mouthful of blood back into his stomach.

"Shen Qinghan." Mu Feiyun hastily stretched out his hand to help.

Ying Siyin seemed to have sensed something from a long distance away. He turned his head to look at the carriage behind him, and turned back as if nothing had happened.

The imperial capital city has made preparations. Although these people are equally insignificant in front of Ying Siyin's eyes, they have to put on a confrontational posture after all, especially the people from 'Cangshan Youyue Valley', the people from 'Landing the Moon and Lingyun Peak'. People, people from 'Anxiangmen Wuyezong', people from 'Mobei Lin'an', big sects, small sects, all the people who should show up at this point in time.

The expression on Sima Weihou's face was slightly embarrassed, he turned his head and said to Ning Jiarong, "If there are too many people, it will be troublesome, and if there is a situation, get rid of Ying Jingwen directly."

Ning Jiarong nodded clearly.

Ying Siyin didn't talk nonsense, and he didn't even intend to reconcile at all. Today, he is fighting to the death. He only raised the sword in his hand, and his deep and hard eyes were reflected under the blade, and said in a normal tone , "Who will come first?"

Shen Qinghan was undoubtedly shocked when he saw Mu Feiyun. He didn't know why this person appeared here at this time, but he could intuitively guess that it was not a good thing. He wanted to confirm whether Ying Siyin was okay at the same time, so The fingers that reached out to lift the curtain were a little faster.

When Mu Feiyun came to stop him, he stopped him even faster, pulled the person behind him, pressed Shen Qinghan's wrist straight and said, "I don't have any malicious intentions, I just have something to say to you."

Shen Qinghan's current skills are comparable to Mo Nanfeng's, and he would be at a disadvantage if he really made a move, so Mu Feiyun made it clear as soon as he came, he knew that Shen Qinghan would not do anything to him easily. Mo Nanfeng's face, the other party will not hurt him.

Sure enough, Shen Qinghan didn't resist, just pursed his lips, and looked at Mu Feiyun quietly.

It's interesting to say that these people who came to block the way are quite interesting. Obviously, each of them knows Ying Siyin's temperament better than the other, and each of them knows how cruel he is, and knows that he can't beat him, so none of the people present dare to pull out Ying Siyin in front of him There was no sword at all, everyone just looked at each other, naively wanting to wait for Ying Siyin to discover his own conscience.

The army behind him followed Ying Siyin's pace and walked forward. When Ying Siyin took a step forward, the team followed suit. The people on the opposite side were forced to retreat again and again by the oppression brought by this person.

Someone raised his hand as a signal, and suddenly a row of archers stood neatly on the tower, and they pointed their arrows and bows at the position where Ying Siyin was standing alone.

The whole set of movements is smooth and smooth, even the timing of letting go is exactly the same. The uniform "swish" sound of the long arrows is flying towards Ying Siyin. No one in the north of Jibei panics. Everyone follows Ying Siyin together , I have seen a lot of the world, I haven't seen any big scenes, what is a mere arrow formation?

Sure enough, before the long arrows had time to fly within the safe distance of Ying Siyin, they were shot back by the man with a wave of his hand, and the arrows shot back, stabbing the archer's heart firmly.

"This……………"

Ying Siyin told everyone with his strength that Lord Xiaowenhou was still the same Lord Xiaowenhou back then.

"What's going on? Is the news from the imperial capital false?"

"Didn't it mean that Ying Siyin was completely useless in martial arts? How does this look like a useless person? He is obviously still so terrifying."

"It's over, it's over, the imperial court will not pull us out to block the guns and be buried with us."

"Maybe he is trying his last breath to frighten us with a false trick."

Someone who didn't believe in evil came up to test with a long sword, but he didn't know that he was only a few steps closer, and he was even hesitating whether to continue walking, but he was forcibly attracted by Ying Siyin's strong internal force. , just as the guy's neck touched his fingers, Ying Siyin tightened his fingers without changing his face, the neck bones were dislocated, and he died instantly.

Lord Xiaowen has always killed people without blinking an eye, and the expression on his face will never change.

The strangled person was thrown aside by him casually, lying limply on the ground, exuding an inexplicable threat.

There are many seniors in Jianghu, but none of them dared to take the initiative to take the initiative. Even the leaders of major families like Mu Chengzhou, Zhuang Ruolin, and Wei Yuan took a few steps back calmly and carefully.

"Mr. Xiaowen, we have something to discuss. Although people in the Jianghu despise you, they are all convinced that you are the number one in the world. Now that both sides are hurting is the result that no one wants. It is best to solve this matter with one soldier, please calm down first, we have something to discuss."

Mu Feiyun held up Shen Qinghan's long sword very unceremoniously. He circled the people, then put the blade of the sword against Shen Qinghan's neck, and jumped out of the carriage holding the hostage.

When Ying Siyin turned her head, she was still indifferent, but when she met Shen Qinghan, Shen Qinghan lowered her eyes with a guilty conscience.

Knowing that Ying Siyin would not do anything to hurt him, Mu Feiyun sincerely grabbed his hand and said, I am here to help you, believe me, if he doesn't do this, Ying Siyin will be bloodbathed He will not keep any of the princes and ministers in the imperial capital, except you from northern Hebei, from all schools and sects, and above the court, he will kill them all.

Even though he knew that the history books were written by the victors, it was not a good thing to be stained with so much blood and bear so many human lives, even though it was Ying Siyin's consistent style to cut grass and roots, and judging from the risks in his later years, these were the safest methods.

but……………

It would be better to live cleanly, not to mention that Ying Siyin's health is already poor now, and if he owes a whole body of blood debts, his body will collapse even faster.

Seeing that Mu Feiyun had captured Shen Qinghan, everyone was in an uproar again.

"Is that Shen Qinghan? Is that Shen Qinghan?"

"The brothers who met before all said that they were stunning when they came back, and this time they finally saw a living person."

"It's really beautiful. Look at those eyes, look at that mouth, no wonder you can be so fascinated by Ying Siyin."

"Hey, Ying Siyin didn't come back here because of Shen Qinghan, right? I heard that Shen Qinghan's father was the most famous general under the late emperor. He was later convicted of collaborating with the enemy and traitorous, and Ying Siyin killed his whole family... ……Well………"

A black air passed through his throat, and the expression and voice of the man who was gossiping froze in an instant. After a stalemate for half a second, his body suddenly fell down, and the blood stains also flowed out slowly.

Ying Siyin just glanced sideways and didn't say a word, and no one dared to talk about Shen Qinghan in front of him anymore.

"Let people go..." Two simple words, without impatience, Ying Siyin just said such a sentence to the other party in a good temper.

Mu Feiyun gritted his teeth and looked at Ying Siyin, loosened the long sword against Shen Qinghan's neck a little, and said, "Mr. Xiaowen, I will not hurt your sweetheart, but there are a few words that everyone needs to calm down." Sit down and talk, as long as you are willing to listen, I promise not to hurt him."

"Shen Qinghan, can't you beat him? Can someone take away the sword?"

How could a mere trick escape Ying Siyin's eyes.

My own mind is not something that is difficult or impossible to guess. I can piece together a seven-seven-eight-eight story by rubbing a few things back and forth, and Ying Siyin didn't He wanted to hide something from Shen Qinghan, but he just wanted to wait for when he would react, and asked himself, and then he told him everything.

It just never occurred to me that that person didn't ask himself a word, but believed in others.

Shen Qinghan was also struggling in his heart, especially after being pointed out by Ying Siyin's words, he had the feeling of being placed on the clouds, unable to step on the ground with his feet, wobbly and not knowing what to do.

A little wavering in his mind, he just wanted to push Mu Feiyun away and go back to that man, but before Shen Qinghan could take a step forward, he heard Mu Feiyun hurriedly say to himself.

"You believe me, even if you don't believe me, then you should trust your senior brother, Mo Nanfeng has already followed the eldest lady of the Zhuang family to take Yueling Yunfeng back to get the antidote, Ying Siyin took the medicine from Ying Jingwen There is also a solution, as long as he preserves his internal strength and doesn't get too strongly suppressed by the medicine, he can still be saved."

"What medicine?" Shen Qinghan frowned, as if he heard something that he never knew.

"Of course it is the medicine that died with me." Ying Jingwen got out of the carriage with the help of Eunuch Yunjin. The soles of his feet were still very weak, but he still insisted on standing upright, "Shen Qinghan, how many days are you going?" If you stay with Ying Siyin day and night, you won't even know what's wrong with his body, or, you know, but you don't bother to think about it?"

Shen Qinghan raised his eyes to look at Ying Siyin, and there was no fear or uneasiness in the man's eyes that concealed the truth. Ying Siyin stood there calmly, and when he saw Shen Qinghan looking over, he stretched his eyes in that direction. out of hand.

Shen Qinghan was at a loss for a moment, after looking around, he didn't know what to do or where to go.