Chapter 8 Meeting the Saint

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Don't look at the man in front of you.

To be precise, he was probably still a boy.

To be more precise, he should be about the same age as me.

But his knife is very fast.

It's not so easy for Fang Dong to take the knife soon.

And - he slashed at Fang Bie without any hesitation.

Even if he said that Fang Bu would die immediately under this knife, he would not frown.

It seems that killing someone is really no more difficult than crushing an ant.

He said that your Majesty invited you.

Fang Bi looked at the other party and said calmly: "If you chop me to death, your Majesty will not be able to invite you."

"If you are Fang Bing, this knife can't kill you." The boy opposite said coldly: "If you are not Fang Bing, it doesn't matter if you are chopped to death."

"So your logical reasoning ability is quite strong, why don't you hang out with me." Fang Bie looked at the other person and said with a smile.

"By the way, you are Jin Yiwei, right? Do you know Xue Ping? I know Xue Ping's daughter, and we have a very good relationship with me."

The young man was conscientiously trying to get close to the other person, and this was not just a random move.

Jin Yiwei was controlled by Xue Ping before, and he was almost the king of Jin Yiwei. Now Xue Ping has died only two years ago. This young man from Jin Yiwei must be at the level of a secret weapon, although now he must only obey the emperor. But he must have been Xue Ping's subordinate before.

"Xue Ping is rebellious." The young man looked at Fang Bi and said coldly: "The rebellious daughter should have been put to death, but His Majesty was kind-hearted and thought that he was rebellious and worked hard, so he spared his daughter's life. However, he did not expect that His Majesty's thoughts He is kind, but in the end he has endless consequences.”

"Okay, okay." Fang Bie saw that the other party was not getting enough, and could only sigh: "Fang Bie, I'm in the hive, may I ask what your name is?"

"I don't have a name, you can call me No. 3." No. 3 looked at Fang Bie and said coldly: "I will repeat it again, Your Majesty has invited me. If you don't plan to come, or say you don't plan to leave, then only the sword will speak. .”

"Do you know that you are actually very handsome?" Fang Bie looked at the other person: "Although I know you may not know it, it is worth mentioning that you are not my opponent now, do you know that?"

Fang Bie said calmly.

He and the other party can be considered similar teenagers.

But in the end they parted ways.

These powerful young men may be the elites collected by the hive, and then handed over to Xue Ping to control, and then trained into the most elite dead soldiers to protect the safety of Ouchi. They are the strongest force of Jin Yiwei.

Originally they might have been Xue Ping's trump card, but in the end these trump cards returned to His Majesty's hands.

So - if you play with your brain, maybe no one in this world can play with that His Majesty.

"I know." No. 3 looked at Fang Bie: "But I'm not the only one here."

He is just the person standing in the light. Since there is No. 3, there must be No. 1 and No. 2, and behind No. 3, there must be No. 4 and No. 5.

As for the total number of numbers queued, Fang Bie cannot know this. I am afraid that only the dead Xue Ping and the living His Majesty in the whole world know.

"Okay, okay." Fang Bie looked at the other party with a smile: "I also want to see that Majesty. I can only say that this time I can finally get my wish."

"Then follow me." No. 3 turned around and said, "You must stay within three feet of me. If you get out of three feet, then I will kill you without mercy."

"Then if you run faster than me, then I'm dead, right?" Fang Bie said calmly.

"Then it only means that you are not Fang Bing." The other party was really cold and cool to the extreme.

Saying this, No. 3 turned around and jumped onto the wall.

Fang Bie followed him immediately.

Fortunately, maybe Fang Fang's words had an effect, as No. 3 was not very fast.

Of course, this discomfort is relative.

Number 3 is almost familiar with the layout and layout of the entire palace. He always walks in the shadows and corners, avoiding everyone's eyes. Perhaps in many normal times, this secret guard is guarding all the time. In this imperial city, no one has ever seen them.

The so-called Shadow Guard is probably this model.

He led Fang Bie almost through a huge detour, taking many routes that even a cat would not be able to walk down, but Fang Bie still followed him until finally, the two of them came to a secret door.

Number Three stopped.

"Go in." No. 3 looked at Fang Bi.

"Aren't you going in?" Fang Bie asked.

"I'm not qualified to go in because His Majesty didn't summon him." No. 3 looked at Fang Bie and said.

"If there is a trap inside, wouldn't I already be dead?" Fang Bie looked at No. 3 and said.

No. 3 did not laugh: "If this was a trap, you would have died now instead of waiting until now."

Yes, if this is a trap, when Fang Bie really steps into the imperial city, he will have already entered the dragnet and will not have so much time to chat here.

"Yes." Fang Bie nodded.

Although it is not in line with Fang Bing's character to enter this already dangerous imperial city, there are always some risks that need to be taken in this world. On the one hand, it is due to the bold consciousness of skilled people.

On the other hand, Fang Bie really wanted to meet His Majesty.

This so-called Wanshou Emperor, the so-called Tianlu Emperor, who has been on the throne for thirty-four years, is still entrenched on the throne like a poisonous snake, glaring at the entire world with his cold eyes.

Fang Bie stepped forward and pushed open the secret door. What he saw was a long and deep secret passage.

There may be many such secret passages in the imperial city.

However, such common sense is completely outside the scope of Fang's common sense.

"If it is filled with explosives and detonates when I enter, then even if I am Ultraman, I may not be able to escape." Fang Bie looked at No. 3 and said quietly.

"What is Ultraman?" No. 3 asked coldly.

"Forget it if you don't know." After Fang Bie finished complaining, he set a clear flag for himself and walked into this secret passage without looking back.

Never looked back at each other again.

Number 3 watched as Fang Bi's figure disappeared completely, and then stepped forward and closed the door.

"Everything went well." He turned around and said quietly.

Still no expression at all.

"Dangerous charlatan." From the shadows on the side, a woman's voice rang out: "No. 3, are you sure you can kill him?"

No. 3 shook his head: "No, he is Fang Bie."

"I never thought that in the blink of an eye, the name Fang Bi would become so famous throughout the world." The woman continued in the shadow: "Your Majesty probably has his own motives for wanting to see this man."

"Your Majesty's holy will is not something we can guess, No. 6." No. 3 looked at the woman in the shadow and said quietly: "We are just the executors of His Majesty's will."

"Yes, yes." The woman said with a little carelessness, "In short, the people have been brought here, we just need to be prepared. If His Majesty wants Fang Bi to stay here forever, we must have enough strength and determination Come and help His Majesty.”

"Everyone is here." At this moment, another voice rang from the side.

These voices overlap and appear shadowy. It is unknown how many people are hiding in the shadows of this imperial city, just waiting for an order, and they will emerge from unknown places like ghosts.

These people are like the ghosts of this imperial city. No one can find their place, but unexpectedly, before you know it, you have been surrounded.

"Then, we will wait for His Majesty's will." No. 3 nodded, and then walked into the shadows.





Even Fang Bing knows nothing about anything outside.

After all, he is really not Ultraman and has no qualifications to believe in light.

He just moved forward and forward in this deep corridor.

Fang Bie had long heard that when this imperial city was being built, there were already various secret passages underground for the transportation of troops and the escape of high-level officials, but these were just some untrustworthy hearsay after all. Today, Fang Bu walked in this intricate maze and truly realized the truth of the legend.

But this corridor is not dark.

Every ten steps, there are torches lighting up the walls. The smell of the burning grease from these torches is still very fresh, indicating that people are maintaining these secret passages almost every day, and the people doing the maintenance are either Dongchang and Jinyiwei, or they are... The Ouchi secret agent who just appeared is called Representative No. 3.

But this has nothing to do with the current situation. Of course there are forks in the secret passage, but these forks now have black notes guiding Fangbie in the right direction.

Although the boy is not a roadie, he has no interest in walking in the maze. He is not playing an RPG game. Walking in this kind of maze, you can encounter monsters, upgrade and buy equipment.

There is nothing here, you can only hear your own breathing and footsteps.

At the end of the corridor, Fang Bi saw a door.

The boy pushed.

Found and unable to push.

What should I do if I can’t push the door open?

Some people say just kick it away and it will be fine.

But the door in front of Fang Bie was an iron door.

Whether the iron door can be kicked open is a question, but Fang Bu at least has no intention of kicking it down right away.

He stepped forward.

Knocked lightly on the door.

The solid iron door made a dull sound.

And behind the iron gate, an old and deep voice came: "If there is a door between you and me, how are you going to get in?"

"Your Majesty, are you planning to test me?" Fang Bie said with a smile.

"Let's call it that." The old man behind the door said in a deep voice.

Fang Bie nodded, then drew out the long sword from his sleeve and stabbed the iron gate mercilessly.

"What is Ultraman?" No. 3 asked coldly.

"Forget it if you don't know." After Fang Bie finished complaining, he set a clear flag for himself and walked into this secret passage without looking back.

Never looked back at each other again.

Number 3 watched Fang Bing's figure completely disappear here, and then stepped forward and closed the door.

"Everything went well." He turned around and said quietly.

Still no expression at all.

"Dangerous charlatan." From the shadows on the side, a woman's voice rang out: "No. 3, are you sure you can kill him?"

No. 3 shook his head: "No, he is Fang Bie."

"I never thought that in the blink of an eye, the name Fang Bi would become so famous throughout the world." The woman continued in the shadow: "Your Majesty probably has his own motives for wanting to see this man."

"Your Majesty's holy will is not something we can guess, No. 6." No. 3 looked at the woman in the shadow and said quietly: "We are just the executors of His Majesty's will."

"Yes, yes." The woman said with a little carelessness, "In short, the people have been brought here, we just need to be prepared. If His Majesty wants Fang Bi to stay here forever, we must have enough strength and determination Come and help His Majesty.”

"Everyone is here." At this moment, another voice rang from the side.

These voices overlap and appear shadowy. It is unknown how many people are hiding in the shadows of this imperial city, just waiting for an order, and they will emerge from unknown places like ghosts.

These people are like the ghosts of this imperial city. No one can find their place, but unexpectedly, before you know it, you have been surrounded.

"Then, we will wait for His Majesty's will." No. 3 nodded, and then walked into the shadows.





Even Fang Bing knows nothing about anything outside.

After all, he is really not Ultraman and has no qualifications to believe in light.

He just moved forward and forward in this deep corridor.

Fang Bie had long heard that when this imperial city was being built, there were already various secret passages underground for the transportation of troops and the escape of high-level officials, but these were just some untrustworthy hearsay after all. Today, Fang Bu walked in this intricate maze and truly realized the truth of the legend.

But this corridor is not dark.

Every ten steps, there are torches lighting up the walls. The smell of the burning grease from these torches is still very fresh, indicating that people are maintaining these secret passages almost every day, and the people doing the maintenance are either Dongchang and Jinyiwei, or they are... The Ouchi secret agent who just appeared is called Representative No. 3.

But this has nothing to do with the current situation. Of course there are forks in the secret passage, but these forks now have black notes guiding Fangbie in the right direction.

Although the boy is not a road addict, he has no interest in walking in the maze. He is not playing an RPG game. Walking in this kind of maze, you can encounter monsters, upgrade and buy equipment.

There is nothing here, you can only hear your own breathing and footsteps.

At the end of the corridor, Fang Bi saw a door.

The boy pushed.

Found and unable to push.

What should I do if I can’t push the door open?

Some people say just kick it away and it will be fine.

But the door in front of Fang Bie was an iron door.

Whether the iron door can be kicked open is a question, but Fang Bu at least has no intention of kicking it down right away.

He stepped forward.

Knocked lightly on the door.

The solid iron door made a dull sound.

And behind the iron gate, an old and deep voice came: "If there is a door between you and me, how are you going to get in?"

"Your Majesty, are you planning to test me?" Fang Bie said with a smile.

"Let's call it that." The old man behind the door said in a deep voice.

Fang Bie nodded, then drew out the long sword from his sleeve and stabbed the iron gate mercilessly.