Chapter 44 – The Begonia

But things are always out of everyone’s expectation, at the beginning of the round of tricky charm. As the blistering attack began, a hand, a soft and white hand reached out from the grass!

Like the hand of a cute little girl catching fireflies, the index finger and thumb gently closed, closing the poison needle that Fan Xian had shot between his fingers.

Then the figure flew up from the grass, seemingly somewhat fearful of Fan Xian’s unrelenting thrust, drifting backwards, but turning freely, like a gust of wind avoiding the tearing air currents brought out by the sharp points of the black daggers.

The seven long daggers arrived, like wind and snow, covering nowhere. The figure flew up wonderfully, dancing ghostly among the seven long knives like snowflakes, and finally stepped on the most powerful one with his toes, and his figure suddenly retreated four feet, and stood quietly on the grass.

Gouda stifled a grunt and retracted his sword, stopping in front of Fan Xian and Sean with the remaining six tiger guards, fearing that the expert would lash out violently.

It was a woman, a woman with a flowery cloth scarf tied around her head and a basket with some fresh mushrooms resting on her elbow.

To be precise, it was a village girl.

But everyone knew that the …… woman who was able to break Fan Xian’s poisoned needles, avoid the stab that he had condensed his entire body’s power, and still be able to float away under the siege of seven snowy long knives was definitely not as simple as just a village girl.

Fan Xian’s remaining light found that behind him, the leader of the northern secret spies, Sean, who did not blink even in the face of death, had his eyes twitch twice after seeing the village girl. Fan Xian was slightly startled, who was this female expert lurking in the bushes?

He walked forward. The seven tiger guards made way amongst them, and Gouda retreated with his head bowed and his hands gripping his long sword, guarding Sean’s back, ready to deliver a thunderous strike that could decapitate Sean’s head at any moment.

“And you are, girl?” Fan Xian looked at the woman and asked softly and gently, his face glowing with a spring-like flavor.

The woman raised her head, her appearance wasn’t very special, and she wasn’t considered a beauty, but her eyes were exceptionally bright, and seemed to reflect the color of the meadow she saw in her eyes, and the color of the blue sky she saw in the early morning, which was clear and bright, and incomparably neutral.

Fan Xian was slightly lost in thought, and bowed his hand and saluted, “I am an official of the Qing State Supervisory Yuan, and I have been ordered to escort a felon to the State of Qi. I don’t know why the girl is here, I have offended you earlier, so don’t be angry.”

This village girl, this unfathomable village girl, was more powerful than Fan Xian. And Fan Xian was a man who was gentle on the outside and shamelessly gloomy on the inside, which was why he was smiling all over his face and saying things he didn’t really believe. He knew what the other party was here to do, and the other party knew that he was aware of this fact, but he managed to say it in a grandiose and incomparably innocent manner.

The village nun smiled slightly, her cheeks which were not very luscious but because of this smile appeared incomparably vivid, and the seemingly tacky floral scarf on her head all began to breathe out a feeling of cordiality. She looked down at the fine needle between her fingers and said after a long time, “This is the first time I’ve known that Mr. Fan’s weapon is actually a fine needle.”

Since the other party had already called out his surname, any more sympathetic words would be hard for Fan Xian to endure, so he had to rub his nose and laugh bitterly, “Am I well recognized? Or is my fame so great that even the Northern Kingdom knows about it?”

“A generation of Poetry Immortals is naturally known throughout the world …… This Poetry Immortal has suddenly turned into the Lord of Titus of the Qing State’s Supervisory Academy, such an absurd yet shocking thing, naturally no one would be unaware of it.”

The village nun raised the thin needle in her hand and looked at the sky in detail, her eyes narrowed into a moon as she watched the thin needle against the background of the turquoise blue sky, resembling the flying swords that those fairies in the legend had stepped on.

“Ah, it’s actually a normal sewing needle.” The village nun seemed pleasantly surprised by this discovery, that the back of this poisonous needle actually had eye holes for threading.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, thinking that this was what his sister had prepared for herself, so of course it was a sewing needle. He suddenly asked with concern, ”Miss, do we still have to keep chatting like this? Mr. Xiao is bleeding a lot and I’m afraid he doesn’t really want to listen.”

Sean smiled faintly.

The village girl chuckled, “Aren’t you going to set up a trap to kill him?”

Fan Xian laughed gently, “Wrong, it was the Northern Qi rebels who were intent on taking prisoners and breaking the peace agreement between the two countries, and in the midst of the conquest, Mr. Sean was unfortunately hit by a stray bullet and died.”

The village girl laughed cheekily, crossing her arms and pointing at Fan Xian’s nose, like one of those peasant women in the fields, “Lord Fan is not only a good poet, he even lies without changing his face, he really deserves to be the legendary Heavenly Vein Man.”

“How dare you, how dare you?” Fan Xian didn’t change his color, still looking softly at the village girl’s face, and said softly, “The girl is the legendary Heavenly Vein Man, and I’m just a very diligent lucky boy.”

The village girl’s expression changed slightly, looking at Fan Xian with even more interest, and the scene fell into silence.

Suddenly, an early bird twittered and flew to the meadow close by, seemingly smelling some sort of danger and blood, and immediately flew into the sky in shock. She smiled slightly to herself and opened her mouth to introduce herself, “My name is Duo Duo.”

“Begonia Duo Duo.”

“Exactly.”

Haitang, the most outstanding character among the younger generation of Northern Qi, disciple of the generation of master Bitter Lotus, and the most likely Heavenly Veins person in the legend. In the Supervisory Academy, Yan Ruohai had warned Fan Xian, and at that time, Fan Xian was full of expectations that the other party should not be a woman, and he did not expect that the other …… party was really, still, and surprisingly still a woman.

Fan Xian’s face was calm, seemed to have no reaction, and still said gently, “Is Miss Haitang here to take Mr. Xiao back to China?” Knowing the identity of the other party, but he hid the shock in his heart extremely well, smiled and looked back at Sean who was still gazing at the battlefield below the meadow, and said softly, “I didn’t expect to meet with you so soon.”

The woman called Haitang, who was clearly one of the top characters in the world, but preferred to dress herself up as a village girl, said with a smile, “It’s better to call me Duo Duo, it sounds better.”

Just at this time, Sean suddenly hissed, “Neither of you are Heavenly Veins, you’re just two brats who like to fight.”

Fan Xian secretly said that he was ashamed, knowing that although this old man had long since lost his valor, he was not bad at seeing things and seeing people, and that it was really redundant for him to be sympathizing with this “village girl” here.

At this moment, Haitang made a shallow blessing to Xiao En, who was sitting on the meadow, and said respectfully, “By order of my master, I have come to escort Lord Xiao back to the capital.”

Fan Xian’s brow wrinkled, his hands naturally dropping to the side of his body, and said softly, “Not yet out of the country, Miss Haitang …… DuoDuo, worrying a little early.”

He shook his head and waved his hand, and the six tiger guards behind him immediately changed their formation and became a surprise attack, using himself as an arrow to whoever was on the other side. And Gouda at the back was already powering through his arms, ready to use a lightning-like slash to decapitate the dying Sean’s head.

An odd smile flashed in Haitang’s eyes, her fingers gently loosened, the poisoned needle falling silently into the grass, the corners of the rough garment she wore trembling slightly in the morning breeze, and she said softly, “Could it be that Mr. Fan is ready to kill someone in front of me.”

Fan Xian smiled, his heart did not know how many thoughts turned, and then looked at the other party s eyes, knowing that the other party was not here to stop himself from killing …… people only to come to see himself kill people. I don’t know what kind of secret Sean actually possesses, but was able to let the Bitter Lotus Kingdom Master change his principle of not getting involved in the world for many years, and sent out this woman, who obviously possessed a high degree of power on the Ninth Grade, to act as an assassin.

In this world, there are times when you are required to make very difficult judgments in a very short period of time. Fan Xian had spent a lot of effort to lure Sean into a dead end, creating this current opportunity for certain death – but within this instant, he not only had to give up his original plan, he had to do the opposite!

Undoubtedly, this is a very absurd and nonsensical choice, so ordinary people are afraid that they will not be able to overcome the barrier of their own heart.

But Fan Xian was a person who was very brave to give up, since this plan did not succeed in trapping Yan Xiaoyi in the net, then killing or not killing Xiao En was no longer a very important matter, not to mention that he was also very interested in that secret in Xiao En’s heart. Therefore, with a strange smile, he had already pounced towards the Haitang girl with a flower headscarf on her head and a basket between her elbows, while at the same time giving the order for the seven Tiger Guards to cover Sean’s retreat towards the direction of the Black Riders.

嗤,嗤,嗤,嗤,嗤…… A total of seven cracks of wind sounded in extremely sequential order, and right above this meadow, even the early morning breeze seemed to have been cut into countless pieces by the slender black poison hardened dagger, and fragments of true qi fluttered like countless broken knives all around the Haitang’s floral cloth headscarf.

Fan Xian was very satisfied with his seven consecutive strikes, and although his body was already a bit tired from the night-long chase, when faced with the most outstanding character of the younger generation in the world, especially the XX character that he had the most natural antipathy towards when he had read the novels in his previous life, Fan Xian finally stimulated all the potential in his body, and chopped out an extremely dazzling number of daggers.

Like seven black lotus flowers, they bloomed at the edge …… of the hair of the woman called Haitang, and then they were disheveled and powerless to fade into oblivion.

Haitang full of smiles, holding a simple style short sword, the sword is still beside the grass, those green crushed to stay juice of the grass, in the sword surface is very marvelous to form a few small dots.

In the previous moment, each of Fan Xian’s extremely sinister and fast stabs were softly answered by the short sword in the woman’s hand, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, appearing especially weak and feeble in the wind, but it was like countless breezes that bound Fan Xian’s long and thin dagger, ultimately letting the overbearing true qi that Fan Xian had attached to the dagger dissolve into a cloud of light winds.