Chapter 38 The masters gather together!

Zuixian Tower and pavilion.

The Second Prince Li Chengze and Prince Jing's son Li Hongcheng arrived at Zuixianju early today to wait for Fan Xian.

Meanwhile, Si Lili was brewing tea with light movements. She had profound tea art skills and looked elegant and beautiful.

However, when the three of them were drinking tea, the cup suddenly cracked for no reason, which startled Si Lili, but she tried to remain calm.

At this time, a man approached quickly, but was stopped by Xie Bian outside the pavilion, who shouted, "Your Highness, Fan Xian was attacked on Niulan Street on his way to the banquet!"

When the Second Prince heard the news, his face changed drastically. He turned his head and stared at the person who brought the news!
"Is the news true?" Li Hongcheng on the side asked hurriedly.

After confirming that everything was correct, he turned around and asked the Second Prince: "Should we send someone to rescue them?"

The second prince fell on his chair and said, "It's too late!"

The Second Prince was worried when he learned that Fan Xian had been attacked. Although he was not responsible for this incident, he was the most suspicious! No matter how others looked at it, they would think that it was Li Chengze who did it!
Li Hongcheng remained silent, but Xie Bian said, "How about I go there?"

The Second Prince was silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "Go and take a look, and bring back the results. If you can help, then help. Show your position."

After Xie Bian took the order and left, he turned to look at Si Lili who was performing the art of tea art. Seeing her indifferent expression, he was moved: "Miss Si Lili, you and Fan Xian had a one-night stand after all, so don't you worry about his safety?"

"Of course I'm worried, but what can I do?" Si Lili replied silently and steadily. Little did she know that the more she said so, the more suspicious the Second Prince became!
"This news shocked me and everyone in Kyoto, but it didn't shock you, Miss Si Lili!" The second prince spoke slowly to Si Lili, but his words seemed to have a hint. After he finished speaking, he stroked his hair and tilted his head to look outside the pavilion: "The tree wants to be still, but the wind does not stop!"

Si Lili could only smile slightly, reducing her presence. But after turning her head away, her expression became very solemn.

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Turning our attention to Niulan Street, the battle has entered a fierce stage!
In the desperate fight, Teng Zijing had already recognized Cheng Jushu. Seeing that Fan Xian was no match for him, he used his best skills. After all, he was from the Supervisory Council, so naturally he had some skills that ordinary people didn't have.

He threw his cape behind him, and suddenly, countless darts flew towards the two women like flowers scattered by fairies. He did not stop, but turned and kicked towards Cheng Jushu, and went forward to fight with him.

The dart was indeed insidious. One of the two assassins was hit by the dart and fell to the ground. The other one was so frightened that she waved her sword to block and retreated, and had no time to take care of other things.

Seeing strong reinforcements coming to help, Fan Xian immediately cheered up and joined forces to attack Cheng Jushu!
But although Cheng Jushu was a martial arts fanatic and acted crazy when fighting, he was extremely powerful. The two of them could only barely hold off and ended up in a draw.

The bad news came late. The remaining female assassin recovered and joined the battle, making the situation increasingly unfavorable.

In the chaos, Teng Zijing took a heavy punch from Cheng Jushu and used a hidden weapon to finally kill the remaining female assassin, but he himself was also seriously injured and fell to the ground. Fan Xian quickly swung his sword to save her, and then fought with Cheng Jushu for several times, spitting blood from his mouth!

After the two men fought repeatedly, the scene and the surrounding houses were shattered. An oil lamp in someone's house fell, and in an instant, the house was ignited and a raging fire started!

Seeing that the situation was becoming increasingly worse, Fan Xian pulled Teng Zijing up from the ground and ran into the room.

"Fortunately, we made preparations in advance. Just hold on!" Fan Xian encouraged Teng Zijing. Although Teng Zijing was seriously injured at this time, his life was not in danger. He nodded after hearing this and secretly praised Fan Xian for his foresight.

The two of them flew back, which made Cheng Jushu go crazy. He wiped the blood off his head, took big strides, and chased inside!

Just as Cheng Jushu stepped into the room, a handful of wood ash was swept towards him, which immediately dazzled him!
Suddenly, he felt his feet tighten, and his body flew up into the air. Even though he was extremely strong, his feet were off the ground, hanging upside down in the air, and he had no leverage, so he couldn't break free for a while.

Just as Fan Xian came out with a knife and was about to kill Cheng Jushu, a sword shadow came over, not only forcing Fan Xian to block and leave the room and return to the yard, but also cutting the ropes that bound Cheng Jushu's legs!
Seeing this, Fan Xian's eyes became bloodshot and he wished he could bite his white teeth to pieces. Is there still an enemy?

The left hand that was supporting Teng Zijing almost lost its strength, and their feet went weak, and they both fell to the ground.

Fan Xian raised his eyes with difficulty to look at the person who came. The temperament of this person when he walked and moved, plus the feeling of the sword just now, Fan Xian confirmed that this person was a soldier!
When did such a master appear hidden in the army?

Listening to the movement on the eaves of the left house, Fan Xian glanced sideways - Xie Bian!

He's here too? It seems that the man behind the scenes is really the Second Prince. Fan Xian is already in despair. Then he remembered that Xie Bian is the name of Bai Wuchang in ancient China. It seems that he will have to explain himself here today.

"Luckily we made it. Fan Xian actually managed to hold on until now!" Xie Bian stared at the scene. In addition to Cheng Jushu, there was another masked swordsman! He leaped up and came in front of Fan Xian, holding a sword.

"Aren't you here to kill me?" Fan Xian asked Xie Bian. Teng Zijing also tightened the dagger in his hand. He didn't expect that the trap he prepared would work, but the enemy still had a backup plan!

The enemy would not give them time to chat and gradually approached. At this time, another person arrived. This person was Si Gu Jian's first disciple - Yun Zhilan.

The scene was so chaotic that it was almost a mess! Fan Xian was secretly anxious, thinking of a solution.

Yun Zhilan said calmly, "Xie Bian, I am here to kill Fan Xian, but you have no chance of winning. I have a suggestion. How about you and I step aside and wait and see? This way, I will be pestering you, and neither of us can take action. Is that okay?"

Seeing Xie Bian hesitant, Yun Zhilan grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand: "Do you want to die here?"

These words finally moved Xie Bian, and he nodded. After all, the situation was impossible to achieve, and he had made his position clear.

Xie Bian put away his sword, jumped onto the wall, and waited for the result.

Fujiko Kyo has accepted her fate at this moment. Thinking about what Fan Xian has done during this period and the great kindness he has shown her, she feels that she must repay him.

Then he whispered in Fan Xian's ear, "I will do my best to stop them for a while, you...you just run away!"

Fan Xian stared at Teng Zijing with wide eyes, unwilling to listen: "Let's go together! Have you forgotten that your wife and children are waiting for you at home?"

After that, the two men staggered and used their swords to support themselves and stood up. Fan Xian was shocked and angry, and the domineering true energy in his body surged wildly, and gradually there was a hint of a breakthrough.

The atmosphere between the two sides has reached a critical point, and only a chance is needed to explode violently and destroy everything.

Da da da.

The sound of footsteps rang in everyone's ears, and a man dressed as a scholar walked into the room carrying a box on his back.

"Oh, it's quite lively, huh?"

(End of this chapter)