"Since Qi Yuming is here, it's no small matter. And Shangguan Min..." Fang Zilan struggled to sit up, feeling that she couldn't exert any strength in her body.
Awan helped her sit up and whispered: "Although this time is not as dangerous as last time, I'm afraid you won't be able to recover in a while, so you'd better take good care of yourself."
"I..." Fang Zilan was about to say something when she heard a cold voice coming from outside the door, "Unrelated people, get out of the way."
The voice sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember where she heard it before.
Then another voice sounded, "You want to take Mr. Fang's life because it has something to do with me."
His voice is as gentle as jade, neither humble nor arrogant. He is none other than Qi Yuming.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of metal colliding.
Fang Zilan, who was across the door, tried to get up, but stumbled and almost fell off the bed.
Awan quickly held her shoulders and said, "Qi Yuming is blocking you, so don't be brave."
Fang Zilan recalled that she had seen Qi Yuming take action before, and that he was not bad at it and ordinary people couldn't hurt him. Then she felt relieved and sat back down with Awan's help.
The next moment the visitor's voice sounded again, "I never do anything with children, get out of here."
"I'm not a child anymore." Shangguan Min's voice was cold, and Qi Yuming's tone was a little deeper, "If you don't stay in the house, what are you doing here?"
Fang Zilan's heart tightened. Shangguan Min was good at riding and shooting. If he had to fight with others at close range, he might not get much benefit.
Shangguan Min didn't answer, and Leng Feng started arguing again, leaving no one with a chance to speak.
As time went by, the swords and swords outside the house became more and more intense, and the sound of fighting soon attracted Deputy General Cao, who also joined the battle.
Fang Zilan listened attentively. Both sides were not weak and it was difficult to tell the difference.
However, as time went by, one party was clearly in a weak position and was losing ground, and had already retreated to her door.
"How could it be?" Awan looked at Fang Zilan in disbelief. It was obvious that she also heard that Qi Yuming, Shangguan Min and Deputy General Cao were at a disadvantage.
Fang Zilan's face was pale and her expression was solemn, "It's the person under Lu Tang."
"Then they..." Awan clenched her fists involuntarily, and Fang Zilan shook her head gently, "They can't last long. Awan, I have to go out."
Awan turned away and looked outside the room, "But if you look like this, going out is tantamount to death. It's better..."
"A Wan." Fang Zilan interrupted A Wan in a deep voice, "I know you have a way."
"Are you really desperate for your life?" Awan turned around suddenly, his face was bloodless, and his voice was as cold as ice, "Do you know that if this continues, even the Great Luo Immortal won't be able to save you!"
"I don't ask too much, just restoring your strength is enough." Fang Zilan reluctantly raised the corner of her mouth, "Awan, give me the acupuncture."
Awan bit her lips tightly, "How can you beat him if you only regain your strength?"
But Fang Zilan still curled her lips and smiled calmly, "Awan, didn't I tell you before? I am the most powerful person in the world next to you."
Awan looked at the firm look in her eyes and the smile on her face that was as light as a flower in the snow and would dissipate the next moment. As if she was bewitched by something, she stopped talking and concentrated on giving her acupuncture.
Until someone hit the door hard, and the person's voice sounded again, "Since we are each our own masters, we can only offend."
Before he finished speaking, the door opened suddenly.
Fang Zilan stood by the door and smiled, "Since you are here for me, how can I not see you?"
Before Qi Yuming, Shangguan Min and Vice General Cao had time to react, the attacker's sword had already stabbed Fang Zilan.
She dodged and separated her from the visitor with a stroke of the plum sword in her hand. In an instant, the two of them exchanged places.
The moonlight in the courtyard was bright, the stars were dim, and fine snowflakes fell from the sky with the wind. After a while, a thin blanket of snowflakes was spread on the ground.
Fang Zilan's long body stood on the snow in the courtyard, her shadow stretched very long.
She tilted her head slightly and pursed her lips tightly. She looked so lonely and cold that no one dared to look at her.
"You come to avenge Lu Tang, just come to me, it has nothing to do with anyone else." She said, casually holding a sword flower in her hand, the plum sword in her hand shone coldly under the moonlight, "You and I have a fight, if I lose You take this life. But if you lose, you will have to listen to my orders from now on."
"Arrogant." The visitor snorted disdainfully, raised his sword and came towards Fang Zilan, every move was merciless, and the fatal sword moves made the other three people in the courtyard tremble with fear.
However, Fang Zilan never faced the enemy head-on. He kept retreating and dodging, making the attacker gradually lose his composure. The sword danced so tightly that it could not completely cover Fang Zilan.
Although Fang Zilan's movement was flexible, he still inevitably suffered a loss in the fierce pursuit of such a fast sword master. There were sword wounds on his arms and legs, which made people worried.
The visitor obviously also noticed that Fang Zilan was not strong enough, and the moves became more and more dangerous and went straight for her throat. The movements were so fast that even Qi Yuming on the side had no time to stop her, so he had to yell, "Be careful!"
Sooner or later, a sheet of smoke suddenly appeared under the moon, obscuring everyone's sight. Only the blood was like dots of red plums falling on the snow from the smoke, and turned into blood flowers, which were a little red. Dazzling.
When several people took a closer look, Fang Zilan was already standing under the tree in the courtyard. The person who came covered his chest and fell in front of her. He spat fiercely, "This kind of despicable method is also unacceptable." It was you women who made it happen."
"You seem to be unconvinced?" Fang Zilan walked up to him and looked at the visitor condescendingly, "What's wrong with women? You look down on women so much. Are you not born and raised by a woman?"
"You..." He coughed suddenly, and Fang Zilan pointed the plum sword directly between his eyebrows, "If you are not convinced, we will fight again."
"No need." He stood up straight with his sword, "Even if the means are despicable, winning is winning. What's more, your swordsmanship is indeed superior to mine, and I am convinced."
"Since you are willing to admit defeat, you must listen to my orders from now on." Fang Zilan said and put the sword behind him.
He nodded and said: "Okay." After saying that, he raised his hand and stabbed himself with the sword, actually seeking death.
Unexpectedly, Fang Zilan had been prepared. She raised her hand and missed his sword with her plum sword. He only stabbed himself but did not lose his life.
"Repaying the master with your life, you are a loyal servant." Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows, "It's a pity that I don't know whether loyalty is worth it."
Her words obviously angered him, "I don't allow you to talk about Mr. Lu Tang!"
"My mouth is on me, what can you do to me?" Fang Zilan's lips curled up slightly, a trace of disdain flashing across her face.
Qi Yuming on the side suddenly said: "Master Fang, Master Lu Tang is dead."
