"you mean……"
"That's right! Although this person seems to have no close relatives, his willingness to enter the northern border and help Princess Ying to exterminate the six tribes of ghosts and Rong tribes may indicate that the relationship between the two is unusual."
"You want to kidnap Princess Changying? Don't forget that Princess Changying was also plotting against the empress. Their relationship may not be as you think. Jiang Fan's entry into Northern Xinjiang probably has nothing to do with her."
"You have to try. If it weren't for her, there would always be someone else. I don't believe that a person doesn't have relatives and friends he cares about in this world."
"Have you ever thought that Princess Changying is also not a mortal? She is the apple of the eyes of the current King of Wei. You have not been able to solve the affairs of the Qin State, and you have offended a Wei State. You are so bold."
"Take chestnuts from the fire, you and I have fallen to this, no matter how many people we offend, what do we have to fear?"
"Is it worth it for Jiang Fan?"
"It's worth it!" The man in the black iron mask affirmed: "People like Jiang Fan are rare in thousands of years, so you can't miss it. In my opinion, whoever wins Jiang Fan...can win the world!"
The evaluation given by the man in the black iron mask made the eyebrowless boy irritable and couldn't help but think about it.
"Don't forget, the Eighty-Eight Village is what you want. With Jiang Fan, you can truly be sure to become the king of Miao territory. When we have a big event, Jiang Fan will be at your disposal."
The eyebrowless boy slowly calmed down, his eyes flickering. Obviously, the words of the man in the black iron mask touched his mind.
"...We have to kidnap Jiang Fan first!" After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said.
"Is your country of Qin fun? What are its local specialties? Can you introduce it?"
On a new day, Jiang Fan started to let himself go again.
Seeing that Gu Beiyan ignored him, Jiang Fan didn't give up.
"I don't know? Are you from Qin? Are there any brothels? You know this, right? I like to visit brothels. I don't know how Qin's brothels are compared to Paradise City." Jiang Fan touched his chin in fascination.
"I don't have a brothel in Daqin!"
Gu Beiyan said coldly.
"No? How could it be? Where there are men, there are brothels. Da Qin is not normal!"
"You are not normal, your whole family is not normal!" Gu Beiyan said angrily: "The Qin Dynasty is martial and its people are strong, so what's the use of eroding people's hearts!"
"Ah? That's it..." Jiang Fan was a little surprised: "I thought it was because the empress of Qin was in power."
"You are the kind of people who have no ambitions and wander around the fireworks alley at a young age. I really don't know what His Majesty wants you to do!"
Gu Beiyan said sarcastically.
"You know my heart well!" Someone was not ashamed: "Life is short, and enjoying life is what I love most. What do you want to be ambitious about? Everyone has great ambitions. I am afraid that the world has been in chaos for a long time. In fact, this world is more We need people like me more."
Gu Beiyan snorted, but for some reason he felt that this guy seemed to have some truth, but in the end it was just a fallacy.
Jiang Fan thought to himself and said: "Also, if you are ambitious, you will offend many people. The pie is so big, and everyone wants to grab more of it. It would be weird if we don't fight. I hate fighting the most. …”
Annoyance comes after annoyance, fighting and killing are still unavoidable.
When hundreds of masters swooped over like locusts, Jiang Fan knew instantly that they were coming for him. After all, the man in the black iron mask and the eyebrowless boy had a bitter feud with him.
There was no time to say anything, and the fierce battle started immediately.
At worst, these people are also top-notch masters. There are countless martial arts masters and great martial masters. In addition to those two people, there are even four great masters.
Gu Beiyan didn't ask about the other person's background. In her opinion, it was best not to talk during a fight. Jiang Fan already made her a little uncomfortable talking.
Yun Fuyao faced off against the black iron masked man and the two great masters. They left the ground battlefield directly and went to high altitude.
This was the first time Jiang Fan saw the man in the black iron mask acting with all his strength.
Yun Fuyao is above the Martial Master, half-step Martial Saint, and his strength is unquestionable. Unexpectedly, although the man in the black iron mask is weak, he can sustain it with the cooperation of the two great masters. It seems that his cultivation is also in the realm of the venerable. , if we exclude the sudden improvement in these days, it means that the strength has been hidden before.
But Yun Fuyao did not kill him, as he seemed to have some concerns about the identity of the man in the black iron mask.
"Why are you helping Jiang Fan!" The man in the black iron mask was a little angry.
"I promised to kill him in a month, but now it's not the right time."
"You can stand by and watch, how about we give up."
"No! I want to kill Jiang Fan with my own hands, but you can't move!"
"Sorry, Fairy Yun, you can't stop the three hundred masters today."
Yun Fuyao raised her eyebrows and looked at the warriors below who were swarming towards Jiang Fan. He forced the man in the black iron mask back with one sword, and then slashed down with his sword. The blood of more than thirty warriors spattered on the spot.
With a single wave of his hand, he killed dozens of first-class and above masters. Yun Fuyao was so powerful that it was shocking.
But soon he was entangled in the desperate fighting style of the man in the black iron mask and could no longer take his hand away.
"You know you can't kill me, so, Fairy Yun, don't think about stopping them again."
The man in the black iron mask successfully grasped Yun Fuyao's weakness, forcing her to be unable to help others again.
Fortunately, Gu Beiyan's strength exceeded everyone's expectations. Able to lead the Dragon Eagle Guard, her swordsmanship is astonishing. She can control two swords, one long and one short, at the same time. The short sword is circling and flying, which is extremely strange.
Based on the strength she showed, Jiang Fan concluded that Gu Beiyan should be a strong person in the first level of Martial Lord.
Unfortunately, she was soon entangled by two Grandmasters, seven Grandmasters, and more than twenty Grandmasters, and she was unable to escape for a while.
Ding Shaoan and the Wu Mei young man were old enemies. The Wu Mei young man knew that his flying knife was powerful, so he didn't give him a chance to gather his energy and energy, so he started to fight with him in close combat. Although Ding Shaoan's sword skills were sharp, the young man's movements were strange and his skills were weird, making it impossible to tell the winner in a short time.
The remaining eight Dragon Eagle Guards were under great pressure. Although their opponents were all first-class and martial arts masters, more than two hundred people were completely suppressed and could only barely hold on to Jiang Fan in the center.
At this time, Jiang Fan quietly took out a small bamboo flute, put it to his lips and blew it gently, as if no one was around.
At this moment, Jiang Fan's behavior was very strange. He was quickly noticed by the eyebrowless young man. He was shocked and immediately shouted: "Capture Jiang Fan with all your strength!"
In an instant, the attack of the two hundred people became more fierce. However, after half a cup of tea, some masters suddenly screamed and fell to the ground. Someone was horrified to find that countless poisonous snakes and scorpions appeared under their feet.
"He can manipulate poison! Watch out!"
Jiang Fan sighed. Once these low-level poisons were discovered in front of these masters, they lost their effect and only slightly disturbed them.
Helpless...
Jiang Fan slowly took back his bamboo flute, but for some reason, his expression suddenly stopped and he was stunned. The next moment, a very strange meaning appeared on his face.
I really can’t believe that it has been ten years, exactly ten years...to this day, the overpass is inexplicably connected under such circumstances. It is better to come early than to come by chance...
The next moment, Jiang Fan was dressed in white and had long hair. Countless small electric currents densely wrapped his body, and an aura that was different from ordinary Qi spread quietly...
