"That's right him! Emperor Hui of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yunwen!"
Liu Xuan saw that Yang Fan was stunned and thought that he didn't know about Zhu Yunwen, so he explained in a gentle voice: "Although this man lost his throne a thousand years ago, he is still alive. He must be hiding in the Zhuzi Saint Clan."
"Not only that, during this long period of thousands of years, I am afraid that half of the bloodline of the huge Zhuzi Saint Clan has become his descendants!"
"Suddenly, a new line of imperial clan inheritance has been formed!"
"With the blessing of the Ming Dynasty and the legacy of Zhu Zi, the hidden strength of this clan is extremely astonishing. Once it breaks out, not only Nanchang Prefecture, but even the entire south will change hands!"
Even Liu Xuan was amazed by Zhu Zi's handiwork.
After all, the only one who could play this trick under the eyes of the Ming Dynasty was the sage Zhu Xi who held the power of the world at that time!
It's just that he allowed Zhu Yunwen to spread his bloodline among his descendants, but his purpose is still unknown.
However, when one thinks of the sayings that "everyone with the surname Zhu in the world belongs to the same family" and "the name of Taizu was once included in the family genealogy" is heard from time to time within Zhu Xi's holy clan, it is hard to avoid making people think.
If it were not for a limited time for the saint to stay in this world, I am afraid that it is really impossible to say which "Zhu" is the leader of the Ming Dynasty today.
"I didn't expect there was such detail in it."
Yang Fan listened to Liu Xuan's explanation and nodded from time to time.
He had heard Lu Chi talk about this earlier, and he had seen Zhu Yunwen with his own eyes in Xiaoling, so there was not much surprise on his face.
Liu Xuan had been observing Yang Fan and became more and more satisfied when he saw Yang Fan's performance.
"Yang Fan is a Qianlong! Even when he heard such secrets, he remained calm and composed! His character is clearly evident!"
This is the future lord that I, Liu Xuan, want to assist!
Not only is he extremely talented, with martial arts skills comparable to those of Confucius, but he is also calm-tempered and calm in situations, making him a rare candidate for the lordship!
"I have been wandering for half my life, and I only regret that I have never met the Lord..."
Liu Xuan's idea of assisting Yang Fan in fighting for the dragon became more and more intense.
However, this matter cannot be rushed, and it needs to be figured out slowly.
Thinking of this, he changed the topic and said with a smile: "However, although this person is strong, he is nothing to worry about."
"oh?"
Yang Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Secretly, Liu Xuan has such a crazy tone!
After all, Zhu Yunwen was a master in the Chonglou Realm. Now he had seized Zhu Zhaoyuan's body and controlled Nanchang Mansion. He had a territory and a system, and the dragon energy was carried. He was definitely not invincible to ordinary people.
Even so, Liu Xuan ended up saying "it's nothing to worry about"?
Liu Xuan stroked his beard and grinned: "Young master, you don't know something. Fighting for the dragon and the number is about fate, luck and luck. It can be said that you are retreating step by step!"
"When someone kicked him out of the throne, he retreated; when he stayed under the fence, he retreated; a while ago, I heard that he was waging war in Jinling. I took a look at him from afar as a way of spying on his life. His body was decaying, which probably cost him a lot of energy. , withdraw from the CCP!"
"First retreat, second retreat, third retreat!"
"It seems to be invincible now, but in fact, its strength has been exhausted!"
"Once defeated, the ground will be wiped out!"
Liu Xuan slowly expressed his final conclusion.
"Sir, your views are truly admirable."
When Yang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but nod, acknowledging Liu Xuan's words.
Liu Xuan smiled slightly and reminded: "Despite this, the young master should not take it lightly. Even though his strength has been exhausted, he can counterattack temporarily and should not be underestimated."
"Thank you sir for the reminder."
Yang Fan cupped his hands.
Liu Xuan couldn't help but remind Yang Fan again, and asked himself a lot in order to quickly develop magical powers that fit him, and then he stood up and left.
After all, he was still injured and still needed the comfort of the two young and energetic little maids.
After watching Liu Xuan leave, Yang Fan walked into the room again.
Hu Nianxi, who had his magical powers blocked and became an ordinary person, immediately looked at him with vigilance: "What are you going to do before you let me go?"
She couldn't help but ask after all.
Yang Fan smiled lightly: "Help me rescue Lu Chi, and you will be free. After all, you are his old lover, how can I get your blood on my hands?"
The last half of the sentence undoubtedly moved Hu Nianxi.
Hu Nianxi couldn't help but feel a little moved.
Although Lu Chi is ugly, his body is indeed not weak. If he can be saved, it would be a good thing to relieve his boredom.
Just like my mother back then, didn't she also raise a few pretty boys outside?
Hu Nianxi pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "I can try, but I can't guarantee success!"
"Whether you succeed or not is your business. If you fail, you will be buried with him!"
Yang Fan stated this fact expressionlessly.
Hu Nianxi's expression changed slightly, but he did not argue anymore. He could only calm down and think about ways to save Lu Chi's life.
After a moment of silence, her eyes flickered slightly and she said, "If you continue to imprison me here, even if I have the means, I'm afraid there will be nothing I can do."
Yang Fan's eyes fell on her face, and he suddenly grinned and said with a smile: "You want me to let you go?"
"If you don't let me out now, then I can only wait and become a pair of mandarin ducks with the same destiny."
Hu Nianxi calmed down instead, and looked at Yang Fan with his eyes without any intention of retreating.
Yang Fan chuckled: "Since you want me to let you go, then I will let you go! However, if you think you can escape from my grasp, I'm afraid you will be disappointed!"
"Destiny Pass!"
He suddenly activated his magical power, and the torrent of fate instantly submerged the two of them, like an endless river with countless golden threads of fate in it.
"What's this!"
Hu Nianxi couldn't help but be surprised.
The scene of the torrent of fate in front of you, and the mystery of fate rushing towards you, make you instantly feel your own insignificance, as if you are in that long river and may be swept to the bottom of the river by a wave at any time, and sink forever!
"This is the torrent of fate!"
Yang Fan spoke calmly.
"The torrent of fate?"
Hu Nianxi's heart trembled and his face showed awe.
As expected, it is indeed the fateful power among the six magical powers of Buddhism. It can actually glimpse the torrent of fate and make it almost manifest in reality!
Uh-huh.
Yang Fan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it into the river. A figure similar to Hu Nianxi appeared from the river, and he instantly tore out the thread of fate in his body.
A touch of holy power is wrapped around the thread of destiny, mixed with obvious demonic energy.
"It is indeed that person's bloodline!"
Yang Fan squinted his eyes, but he burned his luck without hesitation and planted a mark on that fateful line. At the same time, the outer layer of the mark was covered with a layer of colorful mysterious light!
At this moment, Hu Nianxi only felt that there was some kind of restraint on his body!
The feeling of terror shocked his soul.
"This is……"
Her body softened and she fell to the ground involuntarily, a trace of moisture slipping silently from the side of her legs.
At this moment, she felt flustered like never before.
