Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain [Comprehensive]

If you ask Xie Yan what he admires the most, it's nothing more than Jiang Chen's calm demeanor.In him, Xie Yan always seems to be able to see the shadow of his father Xie An.

Equally unflappable.

So far, Xie Yan has not seen any gaffes from him.It seems that in the face of any situation, he never worries.This kind of mentality is not surprising in an old official like my uncle who has gone through two dynasties.It should be amazing to put it on an eight-year-old boy.But if this person is him, Xie Yan feels that it should be like this.

It is said that he is like a pampered royal nobleman, but the distinction between him and Wan Lian's master and servant is not clear. It is said that he is an aristocratic child who is ignorant of the world and therefore approachable. Obviously, what he knows and learns is not only that.He has dabbled in calligraphy, painting, flower arrangement, mountains and rivers, geography, and medical essays.Talk to him, you won't have nothing to say.He doesn't talk much, but he doesn't make people feel cold.And when faced with threats, it is surprisingly reassuring to have him help.

Or, to a friend, he is a very reassuring person.

Jiang Chen didn't know that he could get such a high evaluation.If you know it, you will just smile at it after all.Facing death directly, facing things that are better than death, what else can make his face change and his heart move.

"Xie Feng, do you think this matter of Xiangcheng is over?" The tone was a bit heavy.

Listening to Xie Xuan's few words, Xie Yan frowned because of his cousin's words for the first time.

Xie Yan squeezed his fist and turned his head away, "Yan doesn't understand what my cousin means."

Xie Xuan saw that he didn't want to talk about it deeply, so he knew that he didn't want to give up his friendship as a classmate, and said, "The siege of the northern border has been lifted. The birds are all hidden. My Xie family has an uncle who is at the top of the sky, but it is too late. After this battle As for Ma Wencai, his father was originally the prefect of Hangzhou, a fourth-rank official, and he was involved in the Huan clan... Now he bears the name of Zhenbei General, but he has no There is no real power in the tiger talisman. The emperor's mind is already obvious."

He didn't fully trust this genius.

Xie Yan had some conflicts with his words, "Cousin's words are wrong. Wencai and I are close friends. How can a gentleman's friendship be changed by foreign things."

"Brother, I know you value love and righteousness, but you have to understand that the Xie family will not allow any mistakes."

Hearing his tone relax, Xie Yan replied seriously, "A gentleman can do something and not do something. Cousin, there are some things in this world that I have to do, but there are some things that I still don't have to do."

If he parted ways with like-minded friends because of the wishes of the superior, he could not do it.

"Irrigate Xiangcheng. Even if the people in the city are drawn out in advance." Xie Xuan's tone was a little wary, "Xie Feng, do you know his nature?"

Xie Yan said, "It is enough to know that he has the heart to recover the Northland."

Xie Xuan sighed, "You have always relied on your talents, and it is rare to find someone who admires and obeys you. Now that you protect each other like this, it shows that this son is indeed extraordinary. You are not young, and it is inconvenient for you to intervene as a brother. But remember, the friendship between the two of you, It has nothing to do with Xie."

"It's natural."

Drunk Moon Building.

"You two, please come in."

Yu Yin is infinitely charming.

Wan Lian handed over the purse very familiarly, with eyebrows bent, and smiled at the colorful woman beside her, "Mom, we have an appointment. The word is B."

The bustard faltered for a moment at his smile, then regained her senses and weighed the purse, grinned with bright red lipstick on her lips, covered her unconcealable smile with a round fan, and said softly, "Oh, so Master is a regular customer. Seeing how good-looking this master is, I lost my soul."

She has stayed in Zuiyue Tower for a long time, and she has seen many people of all kinds.Some aristocratic families are more romantic, and they are familiar with Fengyue at a young age.However, it was the first time I saw a handsome young man who was more romantic than any other, bringing a child in.

Very weird match.

Wan Lian clicked her tongue, "Not to mention anything else, my mother's mouth is really big and pleasing." He changed his tone, "Have you arrived yet?"

The madam agreed, "The servant told the young master that he was delayed on the road. Please wait for a moment, he will come right away."

Jiang Chen followed behind him, seeing everything in his eyes, but turning a blind eye.

The Baihua Terrace downstairs was in full swing, and geisha danced and danced on stage.Brightly lit, noisy and noisy.It is the same as all kinds of flowers, red willows and green places.

Wan Lian caressed the red fence, thoughtfully, "I don't know what day it is today? It's so lively."

The madam followed his line of sight and complained, shaking her handkerchief, "My lord, you don't know. Since half a year ago, Shouyang has been talking about going to war! The government has taken in a lot of refugees, causing chaos in the city. Chaos. Few of the red buildings dare to open their doors blatantly. A few days ago, it was said that the front had won the battle..." She curled her lips, obviously a little unhappy, "These officials are in the mood to have fun. The slave's drunk Yuelou, originally there are twelve oirans a year. The officials can’t wait to see the new girl, so they strictly ask Zuiyuelou to perform well." When she mentioned this, her eyes lit up, and she smiled even more at Wan Lian. She was happy, "So, I'm really in the right place today." If this generous young master can fall in love with one, then she will earn again.

Wan Lian looked back at Jiang Chen, and replied casually, "Yeah." He changed his mind, his expression was still cynical, as if he had no intention of asking her, "Although we are friends, we may not have seen each other for a long time. Xie came to visit a friend, but I don’t know how he is doing. My mother said that Tian Zi Bing is an acquaintance, but she still remembers which girl he used to accompany. "

"Oh. It's Zhiqiu."

Between the words, I have reached the private room on the second floor.When Wan Lian raised her hand, a bright color flashed around her waist.There was a jingle.The three silver needles were knocked into the air and pierced back into the mahogany beam.

Holding the soft sword, Wan Lian slowly stepped forward to block Jiang Chen, and yawned slowly.It seemed that those assassins were not in his eyes at all.

Only then did the bustard come to her senses, and she let out a terrified cry. "Ah! Killing!" Lian rolled and ran down the stairs, avoiding the rain of swords and arrows in front of him.

Wan Lian bent her eyes, looked at the crowd below, and hooked her index finger.

Jiang Chen didn't seem to see the current situation at all, and raised his hand to push the door.There was a sound of hidden weapons breaking through the air.Jiang Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he raised his sleeves sideways, hearing the sound of a hidden weapon falling to the ground, which just opened a loophole enough for the figure to pass through.

Wan Lian seemed to have eyes, she raised her soft sword with a wave of her hand, and chopped off all the hidden weapons behind her.

Cold light.

In the blink of an eye, there were three more corpses with their throats sealed with a sword in front of him.

When the confrontation stopped, Wan Lian couldn't help asking, "My lord, well, aren't you worried that I'll get hurt?"

Jiang Chen didn't even bother to respond to this kind of question.

"..." It is very difficult to repair injuries in this world of low force.He doesn't want to even scratch the blade, okay?

Jiang Chen looked around, and what he saw was a yellow suit, accompanied by pools of blood flowing everywhere.The blood in the room was thick, obviously the person had been dead for a long time.

It was the woman named Zhiqiu.

The bloody curtain in the room was lifted lightly, and there was no one there.

He turned around and looked outside the house.Wan Lian was able to deal with it with ease, a soft sword gleamed in her hand, and there was not even a trace of blood in front of the door.Blood flowers bloomed one by one, falling on the wall or in front of the window.

The tables and chairs in the lobby flew up, and the crowd fled in a panic.

The voice gradually fell, and there were not many living people, Jiang Chen stopped him, "Keep alive."

Holding Lian's hand for a while, he understood instantly.This momentary opening made the besiegers happy, and the joy has not dissipated, and they are already ignorant.

It's not that they don't want to catch up with the person who stepped into the room on the second floor, and come to catch the thief first and catch the king first.But with this person blocking in front of them, they have no chance at all.

Wan Lian smiled, matching his appearance, he looked really gentle and gentle, without any murderous intent, as if he was not the one who took away many lives just now.

"Then, who of you would like to explain my son's doubts?"

Those who caught his gaze couldn't help but take two steps back and looked at each other in blank dismay.

What kind of gaze was that.

But the game world.Don't care about human life.In other words, he doesn't care about anything in the world.Because he has no kindred, nor does he need any understanding or reassurance.

In the past thousands of years, this sword has not been involved too much with the souls of the dead.Now, it has gradually revealed its murderous intent.

Maybe it's a good thing, maybe it's not.

The atmosphere in the room changed, and there was another person.

The subtle sound of breaking through the sky darkened.

Jiang Chen raised his fingertips, pinched the tattooed flower flying towards him expressionlessly, and moved his hand away, and there was another person beside Zhiqiu's body.

"It's you." The boy's indiscriminate voice was calm.

"it's me."

It was obviously a male voice, but he was wearing a red maid's clothes.He held the flower branch in his hand, with a red plum petal between his fingertips, and saw that it was the thing that attacked Jiang Chen.When she turned around, she saw beautiful eyebrows and eyes, fair skin, slanted eyebrows drawn into the temples, and eyes like lacquer.No matter which era you look at, she can be regarded as a flirtatious beauty.His appearance has been skillfully modified to make it more feminine.If he just stood like this, no one would doubt his identity as a woman.

In other words, he is a man.

With profound facial features, he is obviously not from Jin Dynasty.He is from the north.

Jiang Chen let go of his hand, and the petals held by his fingertips fell to his feet.He didn't move a single step, and for a long time, he saw this person approaching the case in two steps and poured a cup of tea, before he said, "As the right-hand man of the prefect of Xiangcheng to assist in the attack on Jin, it's very courageous to leave the station and go deep into Jincheng."

It was rare for someone to be indifferent to his looks.Murong was a little surprised.He shook his wine glass and laughed at himself, "How dare a defeated general speak bravely."

Wan Lian came in with a figure, and was not surprised when she saw the extra outsiders, she joked casually, "Oh, what a beautiful beauty."

Murong frowned slightly, but when he looked closely at Wan Lian's expression, he found that he just praised casually, just like seeing a beautiful flower, he would say that the flower grows well, and he has no other intentions.

Pure appreciation.

The resentment dissipated, followed by puzzlement.If it is said that Jiang Chen's mind is pure because he is young, then at Wan Lian's age, he knows Fengyue after thinking about it.As a man, Murong understands the attraction of his face to others... Otherwise, otherwise...

How could he ignore this face?

This is actually quite easy to explain.Wan Lian has a high sense of identification with the sword clan. Maybe he will be obsessed with a famous sword, but he will not fall in love with the human race.To him, people are just sword bearers.One does not fall in love with a flower because it is beautiful.

It was carried by him, and when he saw Murong, he paused in his struggling movements and was stunned for a while, his eyes flashed the color of sudden realization and disbelief.Presumably, they never expected that they would be able to pretend to be a woman and be safe and sound under their noses after they got the news and tracked down the target for assassination for a long time.

Jiang Chen took his expression into his eyes, walked to the wooden window and raised the curtain to look down, the street was almost empty.

Zuiyue Tower was splashed with blood, and everyone around them must have been hiding in the house at this moment.

The cold wind blows in from the window, dispelling the strange smell of the mixture of powder and blood in the room.

Jiang Chen asked flatly, "You want to kill Fu Jian?"

No one who heard this could be calm.

The person who was restrained by the lotus became emotional, looked angry, and uttered a series of curses, to the effect that the ungrateful emperor brought your siblings to the deepest favor.

When this matter was mentioned, Murong Chong's face became even more ugly, he pursed his lips tightly, looking at the assassin as if he was looking at a dead person.After a while, he sneered and said to Jiang Chen, "What about you? The Jin and Qin stalemates have been stalemate for many years, and the Jin has been repeatedly defeated. Huan Wen, the military commander and prime minister, was repeatedly defeated. Tens of thousands of troops died in battle. The reason for being firm. When it comes to hating to the bone, I’m afraid I’m not on the list.”

Jiang Chen replied calmly, "You can choose to refuse."

Decline his invitation.It's just that things have become more complicated. For him, the ending will not change.

Murong Chong naturally would not refuse.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be standing here.

At the age of 13, the family and country were destroyed by the Fu family, and the two siblings served one person together.From the aloof king of Zhongshan to being a child prostitute, how could he bear the difference between clouds and mud.

For Fu Jian, he has a hatred for eating meat and sleeping skin.

Thin and dense rain fell again.

"Then, happy cooperation."

Wan Lian casually pushed the helpless person to Murong Chong's feet, and followed Jiang Chen out.

The wooden window was not closed.

On the street, Wan Lian held an umbrella and followed behind him.

The figure is getting further and further away.

The fine rain was filled with water vapor.

Dimly looking again, two figures, one big and one small, had disappeared at the end of the street.

illusory.

As if never existed.

The author has something to say: Wan Lian: I seem to have met a big guy in women's clothing today.women's clothing.

Jiang Chen: Oh. (After a while, glance back)

Wan Lian (I seem to think of something, but I won't say ing): ...

Jiang Chen: ...

Seeing that everyone is still there, I am very happy, and my conscience hurts.

I thought about it, Merlin's biggest villain is Morgana.

If, little angels, you don't mind having sex...

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