Chapter 37 – Guest in the Lodge

When Wang XIII Lang’s palm broke the weeping willow and Fan Xian transformed into a butterfly branching around, Wolf Peach and Yun Zhilan didn’t even glance at each other, but also felt the remorse and fear in each other’s hearts.

It was only then that they understood why Fan Xian, having been discovered in his mountain residence, had not even thought of retreating, but had instead fled towards the Sword Lodge, so that he had opportunistically restrained the Emperor of Northern Qi. Originally from the beginning, Fan Xian’s goal is the sword hut, he came today, is to enter the sword hut, see four Gu sword!

In mid-air, Wolf Peach let out a wild whistle, the metal chains on his wrists rattled, and the two curved swords slashed at Fan Xian’s back like two pieces of golden awnings, because he knew that he absolutely couldn’t allow Fan Xian to hold his majesty hostage and enter the depths of the Sword Lodge, and once he allowed the other party to break away from his own vision, no one knew what kind of horrific end would come to Beiqi!

Moreover, he believed that his majesty, who was being restrained by Fan Xian, although his majesty was young, his experience over the past few years had already proved that his vision and wisdom exceeded that of mortals by too much, since his majesty had calculated that Fan Xian would not hurt him, then Wolf Peach would gamble on this, attacking Fan Xian’s inevitable salvation, and forcing him to be compelled to scatter his hands!

The two pieces of golden awns chopped towards Fan Xian’s empty door, while the long sword in Yun Zhilan’s hand was unparalleled in its tranquility, neutralized and calmly disappeared into the gap within the two pieces of golden awns and stabbed towards the back of Fan Xian’s neck, with the sword spitting out a great deal of sword awns, such as a silver snake spitting out a letter, and the sword’s intention was overpowering to the very end!

The sword intent of this sword was in fact extremely similar to the sword intent of Wang XIII Lang’s hold on Yang Hengfa in the previous moment, and it was the most concentrated strike in the Four Guards Sword, which did not care about the front. Yun Zhilan risked his hand at this time, with the wolf peach’s reason is different, he cares about the life and death of the emperor of north qi, but does not believe in the judgment of the emperor of north qi, however, he has a great reason not to let Fan Xian enter the sword hut, because the master is in the hut!

Based on the different reasons, the two ninth grade upper powerhouses made the same determination, simultaneously casting out their own crushing moves, sparing no expense, even risking the risk of Fan Xian killing the Emperor of Beiqi, and chopping down towards the extremely empty door behind Fan Xian!

At this moment, the four people in the air were like flying birds, flying above a stone apron in the front yard of the Sword Lodge, and it was as if time had stood still for a split second.

Fan Xian was carrying the Emperor of Northern Qi in his hands, and although his right hand was holding a black dagger, he was simply unable to stop the coldness from invading behind him.

Behind him, Wolf Peach and Yun Zhilan were floating in mid-air, their swords and knives breaking through the air without a sound, but their breaths were interfering with each other, emitting a palpitating creaking cold sound.

At this time, if Fan Xian did not abandon the people back to save themselves, there is only one way to die, but if he back to save himself, I’m afraid that he will also have to suffer very serious injuries, and the Emperor of Northern Qi will certainly be out of his control.

So Fan Xian chose to do nothing, still following the inherent flight trajectory, rushing towards the second door of the grass hut, not even caring about the curved sword and straight sword behind him!

Because he left Kyoto, came to Dongyi, entered the mountain residence, and broke straight into the sword hut, all based on a judgment, a bottom, he did not believe that the other party, after paying so much sincerity, would still stand by and watch this scene happen!

This matter has nothing to do with luck, it is entirely Fan Xian’s judgment of the situation in the world as well as his insight into the human heart, and his confidence in that old monster.

Things went as he wished, and when the sword was still half a foot away from his back, the door three feet in front of him opened with a creak, and the second door of the Sword Lodge was thus open in front of the fleeing Fan Xian, welcoming him.

Fan Xian swooped in with the Emperor of Northern Qi in his arms, and then the door snapped shut, shutting Wolf Peach and Yun Zhilan to death, shutting out both the two curved swords and the long sword.

The doors of grass huts were often just symbolic separations, made of materials that were mostly composed of hay and wooden strips, and such a fragile door, however, snatched at that moment before, stopping between Fan Xian and the two great masters behind him.

How could such a door stop the red-eyed Wolf Peach and Yun Zhilan?

At this time, the field outside the sword lodge was in chaos, with ten or so streams of light scattering to avoid the willow. Wang Thirteen Lang abandoned the willow and stood alone, and everyone couldn’t care less about him, they just cast their nervous gazes into the middle of the door of the sword hut, and they all clearly saw Wolf Peach and Yun Zhilan, the two strongest men, chasing Fan Xian into the grass hut.

However, only moments later, all of them were shocked beyond words by the next scene.

Only two muffled grunts could be heard as two figures flew back miserably, it was none other than the Wolf Peach and Yun Zhilan duo. They had attacked the sword hut with a formidable momentum, but at this moment, they retreated back at a much faster speed, in a very sorry state!

Only see wolf peach in the air turned a few somersaults, all body power into the extreme, two curved sword like rain like general protection body, a golden aura cover in front of the body, I do not know is in resistance to what invisible power.

Yun Zhilan, on the other hand, lowered his eyebrows and collected his breath, one knee slightly lifted, one leg flatly stretched back, flat sword on the eyebrow, extremely respectful, did not dare to apply qi, just using the body’s pure true qi to barely resist, retreated extremely fast, did not dare to have the slightest stay!

Wolf Peach rotated faster and faster in the air, his double blades were also getting more and more urgent, and eventually turned into two pieces of streaming light, only to hear him shouting loudly, his double blades chopped down, and after a muffled sound, he stopped his body.

A tree branch was chopped into two by him and fell to the ground powerlessly. Wolf Peach propped back with one foot and raised both eyebrows, forcing himself not to retreat, but his chest was stuffy, and he was finally shocked by the infinite killing intent contained in that branch, killing his heart chakra and spewing out a mouthful of blood.

And Yun Zhilan retreated faster, more thoroughly, more respectfully than Wolf Peach, not even thinking of resisting anything with the sword in his hand, and was forcefully forced back a distance of fifteen feet, and then knelt on one knee on the ground, hands trembling as he held up that sword.

His sword was attached to a verdant leaf.

The hearts of the crowd were horrified, seeing that these two strong men were about to capture Fan Xian in their hands, where did they think that the man in the hut would just use a branch and a leaf to force these two strong men back.

There were only a few people in the world who possessed such an unfathomable realm, and the master of the sword hut was clearly one of them. It seems that the disturbance outside the sword hut has finally alarmed that temperamentally violent Sword Saint Lord.

The Four Gu Swords chopped a branch and flicked a leaf, and then forced back the two top nine ranked powerhouses in the human world, the realm of the Grand Master has indeed exceeded the mundane by too much.

Only this great master is still biased after all, so the one that threw at his great disciple was a leaf, while the one that smashed at Wolf Peach was a branch.

When seeing the green leaf that flew out from the second door, Yun Zhilan was terrified and only knew to retreat, while Wolf Peach’s heart was born with infinite will to fight, forcibly fighting against the branch – so Wolf Peach was injured and spat out blood. In a flash of lightning, this is how things happened.

Silent for nearly three years, hiding in the hut not see guests for three years of the four Gu sword, today finally out of the hand. Not out then, a shot is so shocking, shocked the four fields!

Outside the grass door, all the sword hut disciples swish to the ground in unison, kowtowed in the direction of the sword hut, those disciples who had been involved in the matter of controlling Wang Thirteen Lang, even more so, they felt fear and strong uneasiness, and subconsciously began to search for the figure of the eldest elder brother with their gazes. As written in many talking books and novels, of the combinations that were most adept at taking black pots, the character of the Eldest Senior Brother definitely had the most black pots on his back, such as the monkey.

Yun Zhilan was half-kneeling on the ground, his face calm, but the sleeves on his small arms were gently trembling as if blown by the wind, exposing his true emotions deep inside at this moment. He didn’t know when Master Teacher came to the front of the sword hut, nor did he know what opinion Master Teacher had on what he did, but he only knew that he had to do it, even if Master Teacher didn’t allow it.

Daoist He supported Wolf Peach after he was injured, and all the masters of Northern Qi looked at the closed door of the sword hut with shocked faces, not knowing what was happening inside, what was going to happen, why did the Four Gu Swords help Fan Xian to hold His Majesty hostage, and was His Majesty safe at this time. Their hearts were burning with anxiety, but under the reputation of the Four Gu Swords, they didn’t dare to rush in to save him.

The most powerful among them, Lord Wolf Peach, was no match for a branch thrown out by the Four Gu Swords, a gap in strength that could not be bridged with determination and courage.

Wolf Peach moved slowly and wiped away the blood stains on the corner of his lips, coldly looking at the depths of the sword hut, his eyes flashed with a trace of a very complicated emotion, as if he felt that certain things were a bit out of his expectation.

Falling heavily onto the hard verdant stone floor, Fan Xian’s toes retracted at the moment of impact, using the going momentum to spring up his body, his palms had long since released the little emperor’s hands and lifted them up, his right hand hanging from his wrist and carrying the black dagger upside down, half crouching on the ground, staring at the wooden door behind him.

In such a short period of time, forcibly switching his orientation, preparing a killing move, and making a stance of fighting a rabbit with a tiger, it had to be said that Fan Xian’s strength today was indeed quite strong.

If Yun Zhilan and Wolf Peach broke through the door at this time, Fan Xian would at least not be in such a sorry state as he was earlier, and could instead give the other party a thunderous blow.

However, after a long time, the seemingly weak grass door remained calmly closed, with no one breaking through the door, and even the voices from outside the door gradually faded. This is too common grass door, actually seems to be able to all the wind and rain and blood outside the door, and let the people inside the door to become a unity of its own, favorably settled in the hut, to find their own recluse pleasure.

After a long time, Fan Xian slowly stood up and squinted at the door, knowing that since Yun Zhilan and Wolf Peach hadn’t killed their way in earlier, they wouldn’t have the courage to make a second attempt, at least in a short period of time.

Without even having to think about it, he knew why this was so, although the Sword Lodge was a sacred place of martial arts, for Yun Zhilan, the only one who could drive him out was the owner of the Sword Lodge, the Great Master with a strange and hostile temperament.

Fan Xian was not surprised, the reason why he chose to force his way out of the sword hut earlier was that he had estimated that the Four Gu Swords would not stand by and watch himself suffer a great loss, and he was only curious about what kind of tactics the Four Gu Swords had used to show his attitude.

The sword hut was quiet, Fan Xian turned around and realized that the little emperor of Northern Qi was half sitting on the lapis lazuli floor, holding his own feet, as if he had been injured by the previous impact. Fan Xian was in no mood to bother with him, and simply looked around calmly, yet he found no sign of anyone.

He didn’t see that branch or that green leaf, but in the moment before he turned around, the corner of his eye vaguely caught a somewhat familiar figure, and it was this figure that made him feel a bit strange. When he came to the Sword Lodge today, of course he didn’t dare to bring his shadow with him, who was that figure? If it was the Four Guards Sword, why did he feel familiar?

On the green stone floor, there were grass clippings slowly moving with the wind, and the hustle and bustle outside the hut seemed to have become a story from many years ago. Fan Xian walked over to the side of the young Emperor of Northern Qi and reached out a hand to help him up, then traveled towards the third door within the sword hut.

Just as the two of them were less than three steps away from that door, this grassy door was slowly pulled open from the inside, and a child stretched out his head, his eyes spinning in an elfin and incomparable manner, sweeping over Fan Xian and the little Emperor of Bei Qi’s body twice, and said with a cheeky grin, “Who of you is surnamed Fan? Who is surnamed War?”

“I am the Emperor of Northern Qi.” The young Emperor of Northern Qi’s face was pale, and it looked as if the injury at his ankle had caused him to be a bit too painful to bear, but inside the sword lodge, he was still habitually the one to grab the opportunity to speak first.

Fan Xian had a marvelous feeling at this time, he didn’t know what he would encounter within this sword hut, and said with a slight mocking smile, “Then I only have the surname Fan.”

The boy smiled happily when he heard the two of them declare their surnames, pulling the grass door completely open, he respectfully saluted and said, “Two honored guests, please follow me, the room is still inside.”

The boy turned to lead the way, but the frown of the young Emperor of Northern Qi in Fan Xian’s arms was furrowed. He had come to Dongyi City for a few days, and had entered the Lodge several times, and was no stranger to the roads here, yet he had never seen the Four Gu Swords in the flesh, and today, as Fan Xian broke through his and Yun Zhilan’s obstruction to force his way into the Lodge, it appeared that the Four Gu Swords, instead of being furious, had the intention to meet with the two of them.

Once he thought about this, the heart and mind of the young Emperor of Northern Qi became heavy, vaguely sensing a hint of bad luck.

Fan Xian’s eyes were on the boy, who was carrying a long sword on his back, which didn’t fit his thin figure at all.

Not long after, the boy brought the two of them to a room deep inside the sword lodge, and after a servant brought hot water and food, he retreated, leaving this quiet room for Fan Xian and the Northern Qi Little Emperor.

The master had not sent word to meet, these two guests had no choice but to accept the arrangement somewhat passively. The problem was that at this time, deep in the middle of the sword hut, the room was unusually quiet, and with Fan Xian and the Beiqi Little Emperor alone in the quiet room, the atmosphere suddenly became strange.

Fan Xian walked to the window, pushed open the window hut to look out, a glance, will see the back of the courtyard in the middle of that big pit, pupils of the eyes shrunk slightly.

And at this time, the Little Emperor of Beiqi sat on the edge of the bed behind him, staring coldly at his back, saying, “Fan Xian, at this time, there are only you and I, so there’s something to be said.”

Fan Xian didn’t turn around, and softly responded, “Any word you or I say, I believe that the Four Gu Swords he can hear very clearly …… However, I am indeed curious as to why you guessed that I was hiding in Li Li’s room.”

The Little Emperor of Beiqi smiled somewhat strangely and did not explain this, instead saying, “I am also curious as to why you guessed that I knew of your whereabouts and arranged for manpower to kill you.”

Fan Xian shrugged his shoulders and withdrew his gaze from the various sword branches in that large pit, turning to look at the young Emperor of Beiqi and quietly saying, “There is no need to explain this, in fact, I’m just a little angry as to why you’ve become so stupid and childish now.”

He slowly lowered his eyes and said, “Have you ever thought about what kind of price this world will have to pay for after killing me?”

The young emperor’s brow furrowed, not sure if it was because of the unbearable pain in his ankle or because Fan Xian had given him such an uninspiring comment.

Fan Xian walked back from the window and sat down on the stool in front of the bed, calmly looking at the little emperor’s face as he suddenly opened his mouth and said, “You’re not so young nowadays, but I’m still in the habit of seeing you as a little emperor.”

Speaking to the Emperor of Beiqi, but as if he were speaking to an ordinary person, the attitude and emotions displayed by Fan Xian really shook the Emperor of Beiqi’s heart a bit. This was not a matter of strength, but a feeling of equality rooted in the deepest part of one’s bones and blood, even if it was Wolf Peach or Yun Zhilan, when facing the Emperor of Bei Qi, they would still be respectful, no one would be like Fan Xian, who regarded the dignity of the king as if it was nothing.

Fan Xian quietly looked at the young emperor’s clear and unusual face, but his thoughts drifted to nowhere. He is clearer than anyone else in the world, this little emperor’s power, a few years ago is still too young, he has taken the lead in the south of the Qing country layout, no matter whether it is Fan Xian or Princess control of the inner treasury, he will get some benefits, and then for example, the death of the Northern Qi brocade guards commanding officer Shen Chong, this little emperor wonderfully used the Uesugi tiger, a move of the three, I have to say that the emperor’s heart is like a mirror, the people themselves clear.

However, Fan Xian always want to understand, the other side will what want to kill themselves. If the Qingli seven years when the Kyoto rebellion, the small emperor of Beiqi can through the hands of the eldest princess to kill himself, and then help the eldest prince to ascend to the throne, to the great benefit of Beiqi …… but now it has been three years in the past, in the city of Dongyi to kill himself, Beiqi simply can not stay out of the matter.

“Killing you in Dongyi City will at least force Dongyi City to be unable to descend to Qing.” The young emperor looked at Fan Xian indifferently, seemingly unafraid to explain anything in front of him, “As for whether or not your death will enrage the Southern Qing court, it’s simply not in the scope of my considerations……. Is it possible to say that, if you don’t die, that old man of yours, the emperor, will refrain from using his troops against my Daqi? ”

The young emperor let out a cold laugh, “Since no matter whether you die or live, you can’t stop the outbreak of the great war, and your death can at least make Dongyi City cast its lot with me, such a good thing, why don’t I do it?”

Fan Xian’s eyes floated past the figure of Uncle Wuzhu, looked at the young emperor and laughed mockingly and pityingly, tapped a finger hard on his shiny forehead and said, “Your Majesty may respect his status and not personally take action, but will only send out his troops to avenge my death, but if you do kill me, I assure you that Beiqi without Bitter Lotus will only be turned into a swamp of blood. “