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Chapter 462 Stand behind him

Fang Xian was speechless.

Over the years, he seems to have worked hard in the officialdom with his true talents, earning his own military merit step by step.In fact, he has been living in the shadow of his family, and has never really experienced the hardships of the world, the ugly and sinister human heart.

Many of his ideas are always somewhat naive.

"I thought you were different from Jin Yanchen."

Mu Dianke sneered at the corner of his mouth, smiled coldly, and did not respond.

Fang Xian has a long history of loathing him, and the drastic change in his attitude this time can only explain one thing:

Fang Xian has already been to the governor's yamen, and knows that she destroyed the Ming Palace contact point in order to save Chang Qianfo.He also knew that at the critical moment of defending the city, she withdrew the Ming Palace killer who attacked the defending officers and soldiers.

Fang Xian regards her as someone who can be wooed.

Sure enough, Fang Xian's next words confirmed her guess:

"You defected at a critical moment, which shows that you still have kind thoughts in your heart, and you are not completely blinded by hatred."

"You're wrong." Mu Dianke said, "I just don't agree with Jin Yanchen's actions, but it doesn't mean that I will accept your solicitation and stand against him."

She lowered her head and looked at her feet. Unknown weeds grew in the cracks of the stone slabs at some point, with thin strands of rhizomes trembling in the wind, but her voice was very steady, and there was a sound on the ground:

"In my heart, nothing can override Jin Yanchen's safety.

The Jin family's enmity is his enmity, and it is also my enmity. "

In Mengxia season, even in the evening, the heat is still hard to dissipate.

Knowing that she was hiding in the shade of green poplars and tall locust trees, she cried out loudly and lowly.

Suddenly, the cicadas all over the tree fell silent.

Fang Xian felt that he had nothing to say, and saying anything was futile.But stubbornly did not want the conversation to end.

"Killing can't stop killing. If you are like this, you can only go further and further wrong, and embark on the road of eternal doom."

"It's beyond redemption, so what?"

They are ghosts crawling back from hell, and they have no way to go.

Thinking of this, Mu Dian couldn't help but bewildered, for the future, she was always in a state of confusion and didn't know where to go.But now, in the depths of the fog, there is a faint road leading to the depths of Taoyuan.

She wanted to step in, but dared not.Both longing, but also instinctive fear.

Fang Xian caught her moment of loss of mind.

"Do you love Changqian Buddha?" he asked.

Mu Dianke recovered from his daze, looked at Fang Xian, and was stunned for a long moment before realizing: Fang Xian was asking her... Do you love Chang Qian Buddha?
Does she love Chang Qianfo?Never thought about it, and didn't need to think about it.

If you don't love him, how can there be so many nights, tossing and tangling because of him, and falling asleep?If he didn't love him, why would he stand against Jin Yanchen for him and ruin Jin Yanchen's revenge plan with his own hands?
"Nature is love."

Her frosty eyes softened little by little, and her tone was gentle and firm:
"Because I love him, I don't want to do things that would make him disgusted.

How many people will die from this plague?The wilderness is covered by bones, and the people are in dire straits. What does this have to do with me?
I was never a good person!

But he will be sad, he will be heartbroken, and that is the only thing I care about. "

If Rong Yi said: Mu Dian is no longer a problem.

Fang Xian said: "You are obsessed with revenge, let hatred swallow your kindness, kill innocent people indiscriminately, and treat human life like nothing. Have you ever thought that this is not what Chang Qianfo wants to see?"

Mu Dianke smiled slightly: "Jong Yi taught you these words, right?"

In her impression, Fang Xian was not a sentimental person.He is stubborn, stubborn, and even awkward. It took a lot of effort for Rong Yi to ask him, a general killed on the battlefield, in front of a woman he hates the most, whether he loves her or not. .

Fang Xian didn't hide anything from what she said, and said frankly: "The sage made a decree to order Ah Yi to take the crime and perform meritorious service, and Jin Yanchen should be arrested within ten days."

Mu Dianke sneered: "It seems that the emperor is very guarded against your two families. Is it an opportunity to commit crimes and make meritorious service, or an excuse to suppress again, isn't the general not clear?"

If you can't get people, a hat that doesn't work well can't get away.

Got people, that's even worse.

A white-clothed man who has resigned from office can, by raising his finger, capture the most important criminals of the imperial court who are helpless in both civil and military affairs. How much power must he be hiding?

Mu Dian understands this truth, Rong Yi understands it, and Fang Xian understands it too.

He took a step back, and suddenly drew his sword: "I offended you, Fourth Miss."

The sword light was as fast as lightning, stabbing towards Mu Dianke.

Mu Dian stood still.

But she was moving everywhere except people.There was a strong wind on the flat ground, and she stood on the edge of the storm, her dress fluttering and her long hair flying, as if she was about to ride the wind.

The wind is the wind of a knife, and it hurts when it blows on the face.The green locust tree leaves above the head are twisted into powder, and blown away by the wind.

The wind died down, Fang Xian clutched his chest, and staggered back with big strides.

More than a dozen personal guards standing behind him unleashed their weapons and attacked in array.Swords, lights and swords filled the sky, like a densely woven net, falling on Mu Dianke's head.

The wind picked up suddenly.

After the black and shiny heavy iron sword lost its momentum, it suddenly turned upside down, and the blade regained its momentum.Its momentum is like mountains and rivers, and it is set off in one fell swoop.

The sound of gold and iron clanging together.More than a dozen personal guards held sharp knives and fell towards the periphery one after another.

A soldier with weaker internal strength was wounded by the saber qi, hugged the pavilion pillar, said "Wow", "Wow", spit blood several times, his feet were trembling, and his face was ashen.

The situation of the others was not much better. Their internal organs were swelled like a tide, and they felt nauseous.

Fang Xian was the worst.

The silver armor on his chest had been torn open by the blade, revealing the dark dark clothes inside, the cloth was soaked in blood, and his true colors were no longer visible.

Liang Qing retracted his knife and stopped behind Mu Dianke.

After a while, Fang Xian slowly straightened his waist, raised his hand and returned the long sword to its sheath.The blood on the palm flowed down the hilt and climbed onto the shiny sword, like thin red snakes crawling on the ice and snow.

"Withdraw!" he said blankly.

No one questioned his decision—to strike so rashly, and to retreat hastily—two personal guards walked up to the soldier vomiting blood, helped him up, and more than a dozen people retreated neatly.

Zhao Ping and An Tiru stood in the corridor watching the battle.

With Liangqing around, it's still not their turn to make a move.

In fact, Liangqing didn't need to make a move.

Mu Dianke's own strength is enough to deal with Fang Xian and these ten guards.

But Chang Qianfo said: "You have to learn to stand behind me and let me protect you."

She doesn't need protection, but likes the feeling of being protected.

For many years, no one has said such a thing to her again.

Even she herself forgot that she was a woman and should be soft and fragile.

(End of this chapter)