Has Marquis Anping been beaten today?

"I just said that Jiang Jingyun is an ungrateful old thing!" Xie Fan stood up tremblingly while pulling the mud that fell between his neck and supporting the imperial concubine chair that was only half pressed by the wall. The two clusters of anger were completely poured out by the sun, almost igniting a prairie fire.

"No! Damn it, I'm going to settle accounts with him!" Xie Fan wiped his face indiscriminately, and his originally spotless sleeves were messed up. tone.

"No need." At the same time, a cold voice sounded from above the house.

Xie Fan heard the words, as if taking some strange drug for a while, his eyes dimmed, he shook the broken hair on his forehead, straightened his waist, and walked out with his head held high.

"Hou...Hou Ye!" Butler Wang was not injured because he was hiding in the corner just now, but was splashed with some mud, but his heart was still shaking with fright. He couldn't recover for a while, and instinctively blocked Xie Fan. In front of him, he said tremblingly, "It's King Jing."

"Don't worry, kill this old bastard today!" Xie Fan patted the back of Steward Wang's hand, gave him a comforting look, and smiled triumphantly, "I don't believe I can't wait for him to cry twice." Make a fuss!"

boom!

Before Xie Fan could finish speaking, there was another loud noise in the courtyard, which had the potential to destroy landslides. It was even louder than before, as if thousands of troops were fighting on the battlefield, and they could not be spent.

Xie Fan didn't hesitate too much, and directly passed Butler Wang and rushed to the door, and he saw a slender figure on the wall, his clothes fluttering up and down, and even the rustling wind was mixed with a bit of chilling air.

"Jiang Jingyun, are you running away from me to commit suicide?" Xie Fan has held a grudge against Jiang Jingyun for a long time since the Yongzhou case, otherwise he would not have prepared the good show of the Department of Mirrors to intentionally run on him with embarrassment.

But at the first sight of the person appearing in front of her eyes, she felt that the words in her stomach were tightly glued together, and she couldn't tear apart a single word. In addition to the unexpected scene in front of her, Qiqi Ai popped out a sentence: "Old thing There are quite a lot of patterns.”

"..."

Jiang Jingyun's complexion sank a bit, there was a faint silver light in his palm, and the subtle sound of electric current gradually rang in his ears, like the golden light bursting out from the sun struggling in the clouds for a long time.

Xie Yan didn't notice the abnormality, and before he could take a closer look, he was distracted by a coquettish red plum blossom blooming on the white courtyard wall at his feet. The red plum blossom was still slowly blooming, wantonly Absorb the beauty of this world.

His gaze went from bottom to top, and finally settled on the bloody shoulder.

"Hey! Did you seek revenge just after you came out?" Xie Fan turned his head slightly, rubbed his chin with one hand, and said with great interest, and then changed into a regretful tone, "I don't know which hero will replace you?" Tianxingdao, why don’t you know how to stab more? People like you should be hacked into pieces, and you can’t go to the eighteenth level of hell after death, and you can only be a lonely ghost for eternity.”

"Bastard!"

"Ouch—fuck!"

Xie Yan's unfinished words were forced back by a silver light, and the cheeks were burning. The pain was worse than that of pepper water, and the soles of the feet trembled violently again, and the feet were unsteady and directly knelt on the ground , turned into a scene of kowtowing to Jiang Jingyun to thank Jiang Jingyun.

Damn, it's frost and snow again!

Jiang Jingyun's first-grade purple martial arts weapon was originally a long sword, but when it was not fully summoned, it was a silver whip.Xie Fan doesn't know how many times he has been pumped by Shuangxue, he is so familiar that he can tell how much spiritual power Jiang Jingyun used, which position of Shuangxue he used to draw it, and he can even guess what his mood is at the moment. Clearly.

Xie Wen touched the scar on his face, bared his teeth, um... not in a good mood, it should be said to be very bad.

"Return to you." Jiang Jingyun retracted Shuangxue expressionlessly, and threw the last small flower-butterfly-shaped explosive in his arms to Xie Fan's feet, ignoring his chattering like a sparrow, and tapped his toe , Floating away like a light feather.

Duliu Xie Wan stared at the far away corner of his clothes and rolled his eyeballs, lost in thought.

The hidden guards who were blocked at the gate of the courtyard looked at their Lord Marquis pitifully, shook the long sword in their hands helplessly, made a blowing motion in the direction where Jiang Jingyun was leaving, and shrugged innocently.

Lord Hou, it's really not that we don't help, it's that King Jing's cultivation base is high, and his speed is like the wind. He didn't even have time to draw his sword or fight.

Xie Yan: "..."

I was the one who was bombed, why do I always feel that these fools were also bombed.

Xie Fan didn't understand what they meant, he only thought that this group of people were blown into convulsions, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn, idiot."

"Master Hou, it will cost a lot of money to repair this yard..." Steward Wang stretched out his head to look out several times, and only after he was sure that Jiang Jingyun had finally left did he come out, looking at the quilt in the yard with distress. There were large and small holes, some of which were still emitting white smoke.

"Uncle Wang!" Xie Fan said suddenly, with a serious expression on his face, which made Butler Wang put away his distress for a while, and said seriously, "Master Hou, please tell me."

"Jiang Jingyun is injured!" Xie Fan slowly uttered this sentence under Steward Wang's extremely expectant gaze, his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Butler Wang: "..."

Waste my expression.

"He has a high-level cultivation base, and the entire green body of a high-level cultivation base does not exceed one hand. Who can hurt him?" Xie Wen was curious, and he pulled Steward Wang to discuss, "Also, there is something in his hand. Where did the explosives come from? Why did he come to blow me up when he was so good? Could it be that he came to see me specially? I haven’t seen you for a year, and he... misses me?"

Xie Fan suddenly forgot what he did before, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had guessed what Jiang Jingyun was thinking.

"...No." Steward Wang said with a complicated face, "I came here to seek revenge."

"Seeking revenge?" Xie Fan's brain-like thing, which had been traveling nine days away, finally came back a little bit.He was silent for a long time, frowned, his slightly narrowed eyes were somewhat unbelievable, but more of them were cold sarcasm and unresolved hatred, "I didn't seek revenge on him, but he has the face to seek revenge." I?"

The carelessness on Xie Yan's face was blown away by the passing breeze, leaving only gloom and sadness, and the swaying tree shadows covered those deep eyes.

After a long time, he sighed softly, "It's been more than a year since Qinghe left."

"Since Jiang Jingyun has come out, it's time to settle those accounts." Xie Yan's eyes dimmed, and he looked up at the blue sky, "I don't know how many tomorrows I have in my current situation, I have to give Qing He explained, otherwise how would I have the face to see him."

Xie Fan was originally a son of the eldest son, he was a prince from birth, a noble man, so many people envied him.However, due to natural disasters and man-made disasters, the riots 15 years ago caused the five-year-old prince to live among the people, and he was only found after ten years.

But how many people have been hindered by the sudden appearance of the prince, and they are both overtly and secretly making mistakes.It happened that there were only two people who didn't dislike him, but it didn't last long. The Yongzhou case last year gave away his little warmth and advantage.

Even though An An was hiding in the Hou Mansion and thinking about her mistakes, she still didn't have a moment of leisure, and she still blocked the way of others.

"Forget it, let's not wait for today! I can't swallow this breath." Before Steward Wang finished feeling sad, he saw Xie Fan running back into the house, striding out with his long sword inlaid with various gemstones in his hand.

Butler Wang couldn't stop him, and shouted at the stunned guards lying on the fence: "Hurry up and follow! If you turn around, you'll be beaten until you pass out. At least there are still people who can carry them back so they won't end up on the street."

The hidden guards put away the melon seeds they had just taken out, got up silently, and flew towards King Jing's mansion one after another.

Seeing Xie Fan's menacing appearance and the bright light reflected from his sword, the people on the street were almost blinded, and they could figure out where he was going with their toes.

However, the Marquis of Anping still asked people to go to Mingjing to blow the sad...joy, and gave King Jing a few swords, why did he rush to his mansion again?

The people still don't know about the bombing of the Marquis of Anping, they only know that Xie Fan is going to see Jiang Jingyun again.Some scholars who are more active in thinking among the crowd and have a relationship with Xie Fan don't think so.

They touched their chins, and slowly raised a smile with a deep meaning. The pens hidden in their sleeves finally couldn't hold back, Qiqi lowered his head and excitedly wrote down an ambiguous stroke in his small notebook: Anping Hou lifts the sword Will be beautiful, frizzy like a cat in spring.

In Prince Jing's Mansion, Jiang Jingyun was changing into a clean undershirt and looking at the birds jumping back and forth on the branches through the open window, and ignored the chatter of the young man standing in front of him.

The voice stopped abruptly, Jiang Jingyun turned his head, and said coldly: "Is it over? Let's go when you're done."

Xie Ci paused the hand holding the teacup, he was very excited, the smile on his mouth almost reached the ears, and the tea in the cup swayed happily.

"Uncle! You finally paid attention to me!" Xie Ci's eyes were as bright as the scorching sun in the sky, and he didn't even bother to drink the tea in his hand. Jiang Jingyun's eyes hurt.

A well-endowed and handsome young man, the son of King Rui, insisted on arranging flowers on his temples like the girl's family, and it was still a big one.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, uncle, I miss you so much!" Xie Ci consciously ignored Jiang Jingyun's words, and moved to his side excitedly, "Mother said let me stay with you more."

Mother Jiang and Concubine Rui's mother used to exchange handkerchiefs. Mother Jiang once thought about accepting Concubine Rui as her goddaughter, and the date had already been chosen, but Mother Jiang left early, so the matter was delayed.The Jiang family wanted to give up, but Princess Rui's mother refused to agree, and insisted all the time, saying that she wanted to fulfill Jiang's mother's wish. Therefore, Princess Rui became Jiang Jingyun's righteous sister.

Xie Ci is spoiled and arrogant by nature, he is estranged from his own uncle, but he loves Jiang Jingyun, an uncle who has no blood relationship, and like his little tail, he can't wait to stick to his side all the time.

"Uncle, you are injured now, I have to take good care of you." Xie Ci looked at Jiang Jingyun with great hope, "You don't like others to get close, I am your nephew, not someone else, I can change your medicine. "

"No need, I didn't break my limbs, me." The cold and distant words were shattered by the rapid and sharp knocking on the door.

Xie Ci ran to the window and listened carefully, the smile on his face disappeared completely, he rolled up his sleeves and picked up a feather duster on one side, tried to wave it, and then nodded in satisfaction when he heard the rustling wind in his ear.

He glanced at the bandage on Jiang Jingyun's shoulder again, his gaze froze, and he sneered: "This fucking dog has more face than a thing. I see that I lost his arm today to make amends to my uncle." After speaking, he walked briskly go outside.

The sound of knocking on the door was like that of a turbulent wave hitting the shore, one tide after another, causing the neighbors to investigate one after another, and the result was astonishing.

The person who knocked on the door was a green paper figurine less than three feet long, with eyes of different sizes staring blankly at the vermilion gate, with a red kerchief tied on his head, and a small trumpet in his hand, intermittently and feebly speaking. He shouted towards the door: "Little-bad-man, old-dong-xi, Jiang-old-two, if you have the ability to open the door~"

"..."

The common people couldn't help laughing, they all lowered their heads and snickered, their faces turned red.The instigator, Xie Yan, walked around to the wall to the south of Prince Jing's Mansion, raised his lips in relief when he heard the movement in front of him, looked up at the wall, and saw a strange black shadow disappearing behind the wall from the corner of his eye. the end.

Xie Man paused, jumped up and was about to follow the black shadow, but he bumped into a shadow as soon as he stepped on the wall, instinctively stretched out his hand to grab it, and the two of them fell down together go.

Immediately afterwards, there was an earth-shattering roar, with the aura of a young tiger roaring: "Xie Shuyu! You shameless dog fuck! You even scratched my flower!"

The author has something to say:

Q: What do you most dislike what other people say about you?

Jiang Jingyun: Say I'm ruthless.

Thank you: call me ugly.

Be careful: call me ugly.

Shen Qinghe: Say I'm dead.

Xie Yan: Ask me every day if I have been beaten.