Has Marquis Anping been beaten today?

After Xie Yan arrived, soldiers came one after another, and the cold light reflected on the iron clothes frightened the birds in the nest to flap their wings and flee in a hurry.

There was a lot of footsteps, and even the sound of clogs. It seemed that the dandy from the nearby Wang family who only knew how to eat, drink and play all day had come.

With so many people, let alone one Xie Chen, even a hundred of them would not be able to escape.

Xie Yan looked around for a moment, forming an enchantment in his palm, separating him from the environment behind him, trembling eyelashes trying to shake off the lingering haze that refused to leave.

He made up his mind, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and while wiping the remaining blood on the sword, he took a step forward, walking slowly and leisurely.

At the end of the light path is a dark rock, lying there motionless like a turtle.

Xie Wen's eyes flickered, and he patted the rock lightly with the edge of his sword. In a short while, he heard a "stab", and the rock split apart like a broken eggshell, revealing the curled up Xie Chen inside.

Hearing the movement, Xie Chen raised his head tremblingly, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle, they were extremely hollow, and it took a long time to focus.

"Thank you... thank you." Xie Chen tremblingly uttered an almost inaudible whisper, licked the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, his back was bent out of shape, and his forehead almost touched the ground.

He simply slumped on the ground, his eyes were covered with the faint light on the grass, a trace of astonishment flashed across his eyes, and then he quickly relieved, a white light suddenly flashed in his mind, and there was more light in his eyes looking at Xie Yan. Very mocking.

"Nine Branch Lamps..." Xie Chen murmured, "This kind of indecent method can only be done by you thanks to your knowledge."

The nine-branch lamp is also nicknamed "dog's nose", which is a kind of tracking secret technique, which is more powerful than the trace-finding charm.Because the tracer is easily affected by the distance and misjudgment occurs, but the nine lamps are not.

Once a person is infected with it, a kind of spiritual insect called "Nine Branches" will form with the body temperature. Nine Branches cannot survive for too long, and they will spontaneously ignite after inhaling too much air, and those lights suspended in the air It was transformed into Jiuzhi after his death.

They also like to live in groups, gathering in twos and threes, like a lantern, so they are called Jiuzhideng.

The nine lamps stay together for a long time, and will slowly dissipate only after the caster finds the target he has locked.

"Are you ashamed to say me?" Xie Wen sneered, stepped forward and stepped on Xie Chen's shoulder, raised his long sword and pierced his chest, the muffled sound of the sharp weapon sinking into the flesh added a bit of horror to the dim environment.

Xie Chen spat out blood, and instantly collapsed to the ground, his limbs twitching continuously.

"Thank you." Xie Chen arched his face on the ground, trying to use his strength to wipe away the blood in his mouth. He looked up at Xie Fan with all his strength, and laughed foolishly. Two lines of hot tears dripped from his eyes strangely, washing away Looking at the blood-stained face.

After a long time, he stopped laughing and said hoarsely: "If you kill me today, it will be your turn tomorrow."

"Do you think that if you kill me, you will be able to go smoothly in the future? No, as long as your father is alive, you will not be happy."

Xie Jian said nothing, the strength in his hand became a little stronger, and Youqian moved another three inches.

"Cough cough cough..." Xie Chen frowned in pain and panted heavily, his body shaking like a sieve.

"Thank you..." Xie Chen pressed his fingers tightly to the ground, his nails embedded in the soil, as if he wanted to borrow some strength from it to support his unwilling breath.

Xie Chen leaned his head on the ground weakly, turned his eyes upwards as much as possible, met Xie Fan's gaze straightly, and said intermittently: "You... since when... hate... hate me?"

"Is it... two... two years ago in Yongzhou?"

Looking at Xie Chen's eyes full of thousands of words, Xie Yan withdrew his strength a little and performed the healing technique, temporarily giving him the strength to breathe smoothly.

"Speak." Xie Yan said coldly, "Since you want to speak, tell me everything you know."

"It's not me, it's our good father." Perhaps to avenge Emperor Tai'an, or to make himself less guilty, Xie Chen spat blood and said slowly.

"In fact, the flood in Yongzhou was stopped by you early in the morning. Later, the reservoir broke its embankment, but someone deliberately blew it up with guns. Those officials didn't neglect their duties, they just obeyed the holy order."

"What sacred order?" Xie Fan asked.

Xie Chen condensed the last bit of spiritual power, and transformed into a line of regular script: "You don't need to meddle in the waterlogging, and you must let the prince die in the flood."

"Meinianda gave it to me." Xie Chen looked at Xie Fan's tense face, and a sneering smile appeared on his lips, "Those rioting people are also fake, they are all pretending to be Yulongwei." They all just want to kill you. It creates the illusion that you are ineffective, arouse public anger, and finally die tragically."

"But he didn't expect Jiang Jingyun to come." Xie Chen paused, and continued, "Xie Fan, if there is no Jiang Jingyun, you don't even know where the bones are."

"Jiang Jingyun is here, and the plot to assassinate you has to be abandoned. After all, he protects you tightly. That's why my father came to me. At that time, no matter how much I loved money, I couldn't go crazy. As a prince, I naturally I also want to show off in this incident, and I wish I could fly to Yongzhou. But my father told me to slow down the schedule."

"I don't know what he meant, but I did it anyway. After all, in the past, he would only call me 'old three' because he couldn't remember my name. But only that time, he patted me on the shoulder, Harmoniously called me 'Chen'er', telling me to be careful all the way. At that time, let alone slow down the journey, just let me give him my life."

"When I entered Yongzhou, I heard rumors in the city that you were greedy for Mo's disaster funds, and you were immersed in the shock of Shen Qinghe's death, and did not refute it in time. So, I hid those disaster funds."

"Father knew it, and he didn't stop me." Xie Chen laughed at himself. "At first I thought it was his connivance to me, but now that I think about it, I was just being self-indulgent. I forcibly made a excuse to send it to him."

"Thank you, he doesn't love anyone, he only loves his own throne. You might as well stay in the common people, at least there will be no such unwarranted disasters."

"Why do you think Mei Nianda died for no reason? Because Mei Nianda knew the truth and entered the Department of Mirrors, he had to say it even if he didn't want to. The Yongzhou incident will only prove that you were wronged. Then Didn’t he fall short of success? But he alone missed Mei Nianda’s son, who was a poor man.”

"Is the flood fake?" After a long time, Xie Fan almost squeezed out a voice between his teeth, his Adam's apple was throbbing with difficulty, "It was all on his orders? How innocent are those people who died tragically!"

"Innocent?" Xie Chen asked rhetorically, "There is no such thing as innocent in this world. If you are involved in other people's interests, then you are not innocent. The word 'innocent' has always been used to refer to the victor stepping on everyone's bones." It's just posturing after reaching the peak."

"Then why are you involved with Bu Lianzhou?" Xie Fan asked again, "And that He Lan."

"He Lan?" Xie Chen was slightly taken aback, and said with a blank face, "I don't know him."

"You don't know him?" Xie Yan frowned slightly, "But he has protected you many times."

"I've never had anything to do with Bu Lianzhou." Xie Chen said flatly, "After all, Gu Xingzhi is an unfathomable person, and I never do things like seeking skins from tigers."

"You can ask our good father about the things you can't solve."

"But your people on Yanshan Mountain treated He Lan very respectfully before." Xie Fan still didn't believe it.

"Yanshan?" Xie Chen's eyes were filled with self-mockery, "I can't even count how many ghosts and monsters there are in those soldiers. Do you believe what they say?"

"Then how can you prove that what you said is true?"

"I'll tell you what I say, and you listen to what you say. Believe it or not, why do you need to prove it?" Xie Chen rolled his eyes at him.

"What were you planning to do tonight?" Xie Yan no longer wondered whether he and He Lan knew each other, and shifted the topic to the beginning of the matter again.

"Are you planning to go to the Department of Mirrors to assassinate me, or to force the king to kill me?"

"Things have happened, do you still ask if it makes sense? I didn't do both." Xie Chen said.

"Yes." Xie Yan looked at him with burning eyes, "After all, the two things are different in nature."

"What's the difference?" Xie Chen asked, "Anyway, I'm already in your hands. When I die, whether it's black or white depends on what you say."

"Are you planning to go to the Department of Mirrors to assassinate me tonight, or to raise an incident and force the Lord to kill me?" Xie Fan repeated again, "In half a month, it will be the Lord's birthday, and it is the moment of martial law in Beijing. safe."

Xie Chen looked at him impatiently, propped his hands on the ground and wanted to get up, but he couldn't get the strength up, so he had to give up the idea of ​​getting up, still looking up at Xie Fan with his neck up, silent for a while, and then said: "The first .”

"I just wanted to kill you. Thank you, you killed my concubine. It is the way of heaven to pay for life by killing people."

"Didn't you kill Princess Wei yourself to put the blame on me?" Xie Yan temporarily put aside his initial guess, and looked at Xie Chen with scrutiny.

"Fart!" Xie Chen spat at him, "I'm not a beast! Shuangshuang is my bastard. She was brutally murdered by a thief because of my negligence. Not only did she lose her child, she almost died because of it. I feel sorry for her before it's too late. How could it be possible to blame you with her life? Xie Fan, no matter how cold-blooded and selfish I am, I will not take my own woman's life to plot against others."

"You killed her, but you were only imprisoned in the Der Spiegel Department. How can you tell me to be reconciled! You should die!"

"You didn't kill it?!" Xie Fan felt a string in his mind suddenly snapped, buzzing, and a bunch of scattered pictures began to be pieced together randomly, outlining a chaotic scene.

Princess Wei was not killed by Xie Chen, Xie Chen did not lie, he really just wanted to assassinate himself.In the end, it happened that the Der Spiegel Division was bombed, and met Zhou Bingbing face to face. On the way to escape indiscriminately, he met the Imperial Guards, and happened to meet him again.So he broke the jar and directly chose to start an incident.

How can there be such a coincidence!

Gu Xingzhi did not bomb Der Spiegel early and late, but it happened on the same night that Xie Chen planned to assassinate him.

There is someone secretly manipulating all of this, and that person is... Gu Xingzhi!

But what is Gu Xingzhi's purpose?Is it for the throne?So why didn't he just rebel himself?Or do you want to reap the benefits of being a fisherman?But Gu Xingzhi's purpose doesn't seem to be the throne.

For a moment, Xie Fan was caught off guard by all kinds of facts like white waves and snow, so much so that he ignored the silver light that was galloping through the wind and clouds not far away.

The author has something to say:

Xie Yan: (Manual goodbye) What you see is false, what you hear is false, and what you remember is false.I just want to have a good relationship, but in the end I broke into the den of liars, I want to change the script! ! !