Canghuan Seven Palaces

——" Looking at the two people who were leaving in the distance, Pan Qi hurriedly got down from the tree and followed with her lightness kung fu, "Qingqing, wait for me. "

Qingfeng Building, in Si Cangqing's room.

Stopping the pen in his hand, Si Cangqing carefully sealed the secret document he just wrote, and called out to the air, "Xiang!"

"Master." Feng Xiang appeared in the room without a sound in an instant, bowing his head and waiting for Si Cangqing's order.

"Give this to Wuxin." Si Cangqing ordered lightly, and then asked again: "Zi, where are you now?" On the way, Feng Zi left halfway that day, sending those bandits to the local government office. Haven't returned yet.

"It will arrive in a few days." Feng Xiang replied in a low voice.

"No need," Si Cangqing stood up, and walked to the window, "After you hand over the secret book to Wuxin, you will join Zi, and go back to Beijing to make arrangements."

"Yes, master."

"Get back!" Si Cangqing waved his hand, and Feng Xiang left as silently as when he came.

Looking at Si Cangqing who was standing in front of the window thinking, Feng Lan picked up the cloak and walked behind him, "Master, the early spring is still a bit cold."

Glancing at Feng Lan, Si Cangqing let him put on a cloak for herself, "Lan, after returning to Beijing, the East Studio and the personal guards will be handed over to you for management. If there is nothing important, you can decide on your own."

The movements of her hands stopped, and Feng Lan was surprised, "Master..." Why did you make such a decision?

"After returning to Beijing, I will have more things to do." Si Cangqing explained slightly, "I was in the lore that day, and since I decided to hand over my rear to you, I was willing to give me trust without any doubts. .Now, you can prove your ability!"

When he returned to the capital, he had to deal with all the officials in the court and deal with various affairs. It was impossible for him to do everything by himself.

Kneeling down abruptly, Feng Lan replied in a deep voice: "Feng Lan, I will definitely live up to my master's expectations." The words were full of excitement, passion, and even more...a hint of sweetness.

"Get up, don't be too polite." Si Cangqing's words softened a little.

"Yes, master." There was a hint of a smile in Feng Lan's voice, and her eyebrows and eyes were even lowered.

Seeing Feng Lan with a happy face, Si Cangqing was slightly puzzled, and didn't ask any more questions.Ever since the man was aggrieved and weeping weakly in his arms that day, Si Cangqing felt a little softer towards him every time. He didn't know the reason for this emotion, but...it felt good, so there was no need to pursue it .

Moreover, he has his own considerations in everything, and the reason why he made such a decision is not only because in this world, there are very few people he trusts completely, but Feng Lan is one of them.It is also because I believe that Feng Lan's ability is indeed worthy of being the son of Lan Weilun, a talented scholar back then. If it weren't for the changes in the family back then, Feng Lan would definitely be able to make a difference in the court in the future.

"Master," Feng Lan was in a very good mood, and her words were more relaxed than before, "What's wrong with the martial arts conference today?" He could vaguely sense something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Hearing this, Si Cangqing looked at Feng Lan with admiration, as expected, he was the head of his shadow guards, and he was as careful as a hair.

"The strange thing is that Yu Fei, the leader of the martial arts alliance." Si Cangqing explained, with unusually deep eyes, "There is something wrong with the follower beside him."

And the so-called re-election of the leader is probably just a cover.

Thinking about Si Cangqing's words, Feng Lan's expression changed, and her tone was a bit sharp, "Then Yu Fei, whose minion is that?"

Si Cangqing nodded slightly. It seemed that the Qingyu Gate was also a Jianghu force controlled by someone, just like the East Studio under Si Cangqing.

Feng Lan pondered and said: "According to the investigations of Dongying Studio over the years, Qin Guozhang and Qin Guoshu have nothing to do with the Jianghu. They have 30 soldiers in their hands, and they also have their own secret guards..."

"People from other countries." Si Cangqing concluded lightly.

"People from other countries?" Feng Lan looked at Si Cangqing in astonishment, and suddenly became worried, "In the past few years, Hong Cheng and Guang Yu have sometimes provoked our country, could it be..."

Si Cangqing acquiesced, with a calm expression.Thinking about coming to the Qingyu Gate, it didn't happen overnight to build up its own power in the Jianghu, and there is no need to worry, it is just the secret work of other countries in the sky.

"Then, just let Qingyumen go like this?" Looking at Si Cangqing, who was not at all nervous, Feng Lan's tone also eased, but she still couldn't help worrying, how could she sleep peacefully with a tiger beside her bed?

Si Cangqing's eyes suddenly turned cold, "I have asked Wuxin to investigate the relationship between Qingyumen and Piaomiao Palace." This trick of killing people with a knife has been repeated vividly and vividly throughout the ages.There are many sects in the rivers and lakes, and they are dissatisfied with each other. As long as there is an opportunity, they can kill each other.

"Piaomiao Palace?" Feng Lan murmured, "Piaomiao Palace should have nothing to do with Qingyumen."

Si Cangqing didn't answer, and sat back lazily on the soft chair.He naturally knew that the two had nothing to do with each other, but after taking a peek at the martial arts conference today, he could guess that there must be a deal between them.As long as someone deliberately modifies it... As the saying goes, many words make gold, and accumulation destroys bones.

"I've already arranged these." Si Cangqing closed his eyes comfortably, and changed the topic, "Lan, press my temples for me." After a few days of busy work, he was really tired, and he hadn't enjoyed Phoenix for a long time. Lan's service.

Feng Lan is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts. In addition to excellent martial arts, she also cooks daily chores properly, and her massage skills have been practiced in the past two years. .

"Okay." Feng Lan also stopped asking about the Qingyu Gate, and he believed that no one could stop what Si Cangqing was about to do.

The movements of the fingers are extremely gentle.

Seeing the imperceptible satisfaction on Si Cangqing's face, Feng Lan quietly raised the corners of her lips.

On the case, Jin Yan burns incense.

The author has something to say: Hee hee, I spent half an afternoon working on the cover yesterday, I don’t know what you think?This is Xiu's first P picture~~~~~

Prince Returns to Honglian Tianyin

The moon is dark and the wind is high, killing night.

Si Cangqing watched coldly, watching the two figures fighting not far away.

In this silent night, no one knew that the two masters were fighting fiercely in the backyard of the inn.In the deep darkness, a sharp sword pierced through the air, reflecting the cold light. It turned out that the one fighting was Si Cangqing's personal entourage, Feng Lan.

Feng Lan was originally sleeping next to Si Cangqing, but suddenly felt someone approaching Si Cangqing's room, even Si Cangqing's shadow guard, Feng Mo, didn't notice, so he immediately jumped out the window with a sword in his hand, Fight each other.

Under Feng Lan's fierce attack, the visitor also withdrew his original indifference, with wind in his palm, and his moves were fatal.

Feng Lan's expression froze, he didn't expect this person's martial arts to be so high that even he had a bit of difficulty fighting against him, so the offensive became more and more fierce.

A set of Liuhua swordsmanship, under the strong sword, exerts a powerful attack power.

The two fought in mid-air with light bodies and swift movements, flying between the pavilions like swallows, the sword energy and palm wind shook the surrounding trees.

Si Cangqing stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back.From the very beginning, he knew that someone was approaching his room, and he also knew who it was. He wanted to teach the other person a lesson himself, but he never expected that Feng Lan would stop that person before he could enter the room.

With a slight expression on his face, Si Cangqing quietly looked at the two people who were fighting - originally he only knew that Pan Qi's behavior was weird and his martial arts were good, but now it seems...

That weird move, flexible dodge, and strong inner strength all showed that Pan Qi had an extraordinary background.It's not conceit, there are very few people in this world whose martial arts are higher than Feng Lan's, except for himself.

With a flash in front of his eyes, Si Cangqing frowned and galloped over.

I saw that Pan Qi was fighting with his palms empty-handed, and in an instant a long and slender silver cold whip appeared in his hand, and immediately rolled away the steel sword in Feng Lan's hand, and then Pan Qi's body turned over, and the other His hand hit Feng Lan straight.

Feng Lan used the steel sword as a weapon, and was swept away by the sword. It was difficult to resist the opponent's attack for a while. She thought she was about to receive this slap, but she didn't want an extremely familiar figure to quickly block in front of her.

Si Cangqing flew in front of Feng Lan, deflected the opponent's whip attack with one hand of luck, then waved his backhand, and struck Pan Qi's palms, both of them took a few steps back.

Standing still, Si Cangqing didn't look back, and asked lightly, "Are you all right?"

"Thank you, master, for saving me," Feng Lan replied, "I'm fine."

Looking coldly at Pan Qi's pale face not far away, Si Cangqing was impatient just now, and with [-]% of his skills in his hands, Pan Qi seemed to have suffered serious internal injuries.

"Fengqing, who are you?" Pan Qi's face was pale, but his expression was calm, and he stared at Si Cangqing, no longer the frivolity of the past, "What is your relationship with Penglai Pavilion? Why, you will make the martial arts out of school Flowing flower sword?"

Si Cangqing just looked at him indifferently, then turned around and walked towards the guest room, with a casual tone, "Qi Shuangran, don't mess with me again, you Piao Miao Gong can't afford it."

Pan Qi, no, it should be said that it was Qi Shuangran, the lord of Piaomiao Palace, who finally couldn't calm down, and his expression turned cold immediately, "Even if it's Penglai Pavilion, I, Piaomiao Palace, won't be afraid!"

Before the lingering sound fell, his figure disappeared into the backyard like a ghost.

Si Cangqing returned to the guest room, and a crisp voice came from a distance, "Feng Qing, today is my carelessness, and in the future, I will definitely learn the power of Liu Huajian! There will be a later date."

Feng Lan looked complicated, looking at the direction the voice came from, "Master, he is Qi Shuangran, the Mistress of Piaomiao Palace!"

Lightly nodding his head, Si Cangqing sat on the chair, staring at the dancing candlelight, "When you fought each other, I realized that his body skills and martial arts are those of Piao Miao Gong."

"The whip in his hand