Joy of Life: I'm really not a saint

Ye Chong was a pawn of Emperor Qing. After Emperor Qing died, the other party simply turned the fake play into reality and completely surrendered to his son-in-law, the Second Prince.

At this time, Fan Xian had only one grand master, besides the remnants of the Supervisory Council.

And his enemies are countless!

As for Ang Lee, there are two masters.

After a long time, Fan Xian finally calmed down a little. He also realized that he had chosen the wrong target of revenge. Fei Jie's sacrifice was the result of the joint efforts of the second prince and the crown prince, but Fan Xian still subconsciously believed that this was a conspiracy by Li Ang against the Kingdom of Qing, which led to so many tragedies.

For the first time, Fan Xian felt that he shouldn't have so much compassion.

Yes, he has always had a proud sense of superiority buried deep in his heart. It is precisely because of this invisible sense of superiority that he has so much kindness.

Now that Chen Pingping and Fei Jie are gone, his biological father Emperor Qing has died in Dadong Mountain, and his adoptive father Fan Jian can only be trapped in Prince Jing's Mansion and cannot move. He must not make any mistakes in every step that follows!

"Is there any way to enter the palace now?"

"Entering the palace at this time?" Yan Bingyun raised his eyebrows. He did not deny Fan Xian's plan at the first sight, but was just thinking about the possibility and why he should do this. "You want to mobilize the imperial guards?"

"Oh, if the situation wasn't so critical right now, I really want to sit down and have a good drink with you!" Fan Xian grinned, with a hint of admiration in his complex eyes.

"The key to the problem lies with Ning Cairen!"

Yan Bingyun did not tell the method to enter the palace, but analyzed step by step: "Now the Kyoto garrison is in the hands of the princess, more than 40 ministers have been arrested and imprisoned, except for the thirteen city gates that are still wavering, the Ye family has evacuated. In Kyoto, the only one who can be used, besides ourselves, is the imperial guard."

"As long as Concubine Ning stays in Hanguang Palace obediently, the Imperial Guards will only belong to Prince Heqin until the dust settles!"

Fan Xian sneered sarcastically, as if mocking the nature of the royal family, "The Queen Mother has also played a balancing act. In order to reassure herself, she even resorted to this tightrope-walking strategy. She is not worried about destroying this imperial city. Ruin the family and the country?"

Yan Bingyun filtered out all of Fan Xian's emotional words and asked in a deep voice, "Are you planning to rescue Ning Cairen and force her to marry the prince?"

“I like to do something difficult.”

Fan Xian stood up and walked to a tea tree. He stretched out his fingers and kneaded the somewhat hard leaves, muttering, "The one the Queen Mother is watching most closely right now is Concubine Ning, who can influence Prince He. Everyone knows this, and Li Yunrui is no exception. The Imperial Guards cannot be ordered around."

"In that case, this is my chance!"

"Now they only focus on the Thirteen City Gates, taking precautions and thinking of what to do. But who is Qin Ye? He is a skilled man who has been on the battlefield for decades. Would he deliberately leave such a loophole?"

"It's nothing more than a trap!"

"I want to control the Imperial Guards and break this situation from the inside out!"

Time is running out, as his reinforcements will arrive the day after tomorrow. Whether it is the Crown Prince or the Second Prince, the outcome should be decided tomorrow, and then they can concentrate their forces to ensure that the people of Dongyi City will never return.

Therefore, Fan Xian only has time tonight!

Chapter 348: Outside the gate of the imperial city is a Jedi.

It was only an early autumn night, but the temperature seemed to have dropped overnight. When most people began to fall asleep, raindrops began to fall throughout Kyoto, making the buildings in the entire city glow with light.

This unexpected cold rain made the night even colder.

After completing his preparations, Fan Xian went to Prince Jing's Mansion.

Prince Jing’s Mansion is sick, and this time it’s real.

Now Li Hongcheng is not in the capital. He has been sent to the border with the Western Hu Kingdom for training. He left in a hurry. I think it was arranged by Prince Jing.

His father Fan Jian was relatively safe in the palace, but the troubles and the serious illness of his good friend Prince Jing kept him frowning. Fan Xian knew what he was going to do tonight was a heinous act, so he felt a special kind of guilt towards Prince Jing.

After chatting briefly with his father, he began to serve Prince Jing medicine. He was a qualified doctor and was extremely attentive during the process.

Not only did Fan Xian know this, but even Prince Jing himself knew that he had caught a severe cold. It had nothing to do with the temperature or the climate, it was a mental illness, it was the cold winter of the Li royal family that caused his current state.

Fan Xian had no remedy for this kind of mental illness, and he was already unable to take care of himself at the moment.

Prince Jing was overwhelmed by these cruel facts and severe situations. When Fan Xian came out of Prince Jing's mansion, Prince Jing had one thing to say to him:

'No matter if he is kind or cruel, no matter if he kills people or saves people, no matter what he does, even if he kills all the royal family members and only he is left, he must ensure that Qing Kingdom will be preserved at a time when many countries are eyeing it covetously! '

Fan Xian didn't know if he could be the final winner, but he still nodded and agreed.

After leaving Prince Jing's Mansion, he went straight towards the Imperial Palace.

There were naturally no carriages on the streets at this time, only teams of soldiers patrolling the city passing by from time to time. Fan Xian used his Qinggong to walk there, and at an intersection, Wu Zhu was already waiting there.

Seeing Fan Xian coming, the two of them flashed silently and headed towards the east gate.

That was the route into the palace that Yan Bingyun had left. The people on duty on the city wall were the imperial guards under the command of the eldest prince, and they were also the personal guards of the former commander of the imperial guards, Gong Dian. Because Gong Dian was demoted, the personal guards who were originally under his command were disorganized and became grassroots officers guarding the palace.

The route is well planned, but there are always people who don't let him go as he wishes.

Li An and Ku He have been waiting for a long time!

The two of them sat on the roof of a residential house outside the palace wall. The drifting drizzle seemed unable to get close to them. It was blown away by an invisible force of energy a few centimeters away from their bodies. It looked quite magical.

But more of it is a force of oppression.

This kind of oppression is only directed at one person, and is difficult for outsiders to perceive. Because of this, as the rain mixed with sweat slid down his head, Fan Xian felt a great fear in his heart.

"Will you let me in?" Fan Xian's smile was bitter.

In the battle of Dadong Mountain that day, Li An's tactics were very complicated. Although he was finally inferior to Emperor Qing, who had dominated the world for many years, after Emperor Qing's death, he was already regarded as the undisputed number one master.

I don’t know if Uncle Wuzhu can handle it.

However, Li An felt a little wary when he saw Wu Zhu, who was motionless like a dead object.

He was keeping an eye on Ku He standing aside, not knowing whether today's battle would result in the loss of the life of Ku He, the patron saint of Northern Qi. He was weighing the gains and losses, wondering whether it was worth it.

When grandmasters fight, sometimes it’s out of control.

"Of course I can let you in, but not tonight." Li An pointed at the body of the soldier who had been dead for a long time on the wall and said softly, "The shift change time is about an hour, and now one-third of it has passed. We met in a place where we shouldn't meet. If we attract the attention of the host, it will be inconvenient to do anything we want to do."

Except for tonight, Fan Xian can enter the palace at any time.

"So we can't come to an agreement? You knew I could only enter the palace tonight, so you're waiting for me here!"

Fan Xian took out a dagger and wanted to ask why?

I still remember when I first gave "Ba Dao Zhen Qi" to Ang Lee, he clearly had no martial arts foundation. Why could he become a grandmaster at such a young age, while I wasted so many years?

Fan Xian was a pure yet complicated person. Even at this point he still wanted to talk more: "What do you want to achieve by using my return to the capital? Wouldn't it be better to let me in to get what you want?"

"I just need you to mess up Kyoto. Anyone can win, but you can't. At the same time, I can't let you fail completely and never get back on your feet."

“Honestly, this is hard to do!”

Li An looked very serious when he answered.

"And then consume all of Qing's national strength and elite men, so that Northern Qi can completely unify the world?" Fan Xian responded along the lines of thought: "Your plan is vicious, but at the same time very saintly. Of course, you only use this word for Northern Qi."

"In order to achieve the goal of unifying the world with Northern Qi at the lowest cost, Northern Qi will not sacrifice anything, but the sacrificed people will all become people from other countries. After Northern Qi unifies the world, won't these people all be citizens of Northern Qi?"

"In my opinion, your 'kindness' is just hypocrisy!"

People in the world should live their lives according to their own path.

The experience and lesson that Fan Xian learned from his mother Ye Qingmei is to slowly change the system and achieve reform in a subtle way without destroying the overall environment. Perhaps this is the reason why the original work achieved such an ending.

Fan Xian calmed Li An down with his last words.

"At first, I saw no difference between the countries in the world, and the people were the same."

"It's just that there is a special person among these people. This person is the same as me, which is why I stayed in Qing Kingdom."

"But when one day I realized that this country is difficult to change from the inside out, and that the special person is also a different person from myself, Ang Lee became the Ang Lee of today."

With a sigh, Li An continued: "My starting point was good, but if I could do it again, I would not choose to start."

Any change that does not have enough power to resist the wheel of history will ultimately only result in it being shattered into pieces and becoming a handful of insignificant dust under the wheel.

With this understanding, after leaving behind some academic ideas that go beyond the current version, Ang Lee has completely let himself go.

He decided to act according to what was easy on his heart.

"No matter how much we talk, we still can't avoid a fight in the end." Li An's sword suddenly appeared in his hand. This action seemed to have a ripple effect, causing Wu Zhu and Ku He to move. The two disappeared on the spot, and a loud bang was heard in the air!

"One thing you can use is that I won't kill you today!"

As soon as the words fell, Li An also disappeared from the spot.

Chapter 349 Wuzhu’s strength!

It's a pity that both Li An and Fan Xian are people with complicated thoughts and strong tempers. When they disagree with each other, they just start fighting!

Ku He was just holding on at this time. Wu Zhu did not hold back and went all out, leaving Ku He with only simple defense.

Li An swung his sword diagonally, slashing towards Wu Zhu's waist.

His speed, agility and ferocity of moves were all beyond Fan Xian's expectations. Logically speaking, Fan Xian could not play any role in such a battle. At this time, he should leave Wuzhu and go straight to the palace to complete what he was supposed to do. However, he chose not to do so!

Just as Li An said, Fan Xian plans to make use of his "immortality" today!

As long as Li Ang has not achieved his goal, he will not die. Of course, it is still unknown to what extent Li Ang's reminder can determine Ku He's next move, but Fan Xian decided to give it a try!

Instead of advancing, he retreated and swept behind him

There is a tall building in that direction!

Before this, the two had been verbally confrontational, and they did not let up when they started fighting. The iron pestles in Tianwen's and Wuzhu's hands were shaking and colliding. Li Ang's sword moves were at strange angles and varied, but Wuzhu was always able to block the sword at the most correct angle and the shortest distance and fight back.

With his sword swung to the left and right, a gust of air swept the three people into the raging red light and shadow.

Another collision, Li An felt a sharp pain in his wrist. The collision of pure flesh without true energy made Li An very uncomfortable! The true energy transmitted through the sharp blade seemed to sink into the sea, and did not cause any hindrance to the robot in front of him.

The opponent also avoided the sword's slashing energy, which caused most of the fatal damage.

It really is the ceiling of the world of Joy of Life, it is so slippery that it cannot be stopped.

Ku He coughed, found a flaw and hit Wu Zhu on the lower back with a palm. Wu Zhu gave up resisting Li Ang's oncoming sword energy, and his wrist turned irregularly, piercing Ku He's shoulder with one palm. Then the two of them shot out in two directions!

Wu Zhu and Ku He exchanged injuries, but at the same time they were hit by Li Ang's sword energy.

Seeing that his moves were successful, Li An took advantage of the situation and used "Wind God Kick Technique: Catching Wind and Shadows" and "Meteor Chasing the Moon!" He arrived in front of Wu Zhu in an instant faster than Wu Zhu's retreating speed, and then stabbed his opponent's head with a sword!

At this moment, a loud noise like angry thunder came from behind him!

Snapped! !

This is a sniper bullet!

"Stand User-Crazy Diamond!"

A vague figure appeared in the rain, and it threw countless punches into the void in the direction of Wuzhu, hitting Wuzhu all over the body, causing his retreat speed to increase dramatically. Finally, it crashed into the ground in front of the palace with a loud bang, creating a big hole!

Li An turned the sword tip around, and activated his skill "Insight Divine Light". He clearly saw the trajectory of the bullet, mixed his true energy into the sword, and with one sword he pierced the flying sniper bullet into pieces!

Just turn your wrist and tap your feet!

The opportunity is fleeting!

"flash!"

Like a ghost, very suddenly, Li Ang appeared in front of Wu Zhu who had just crashed into the ground. He used a move that was not fancy at all, and his domineering true energy burst out!

The bullets did not come in succession.

It is impossible for Fan Xian to quickly change bullets in such a short time. This is not a fully automatic sniper rifle and requires a certain interval.

The ending seems to be predetermined

Silently, a ray of red light pierced the silent and dark night!

Very fast!

Very fast!

Very fast!

Li An had no time to react, but his subconscious mind aroused a ruthlessness. He swung the Tianwen sword in his hand and chopped it straight down, with the force increasing by 30%!

The black cloth on Wuzhu's face was quietly burned, revealing a pair of black eyes underneath!

These can't even be considered eyes, because there is no such pair of organs. The dark hole is so deep that it seems to be able to chill a person's soul!

Ku He, who had just stood up by covering his shoulder, was horrified by the scene.

First of all, the laser shot at the Tianwen Sword that was slashing down!

The sharp blade that Ang Lee used most skillfully was split in half without any delay, as if this ray of light was the sharpest sword in the world. This sword was continuous and also burning!

The remaining half of the sword continued to move forward, cutting off half of Wu Zhu's chin and a small part of his shoulder! The effect of the sword that was supposed to cut off his head was also reduced by half!