I hang up and lie flat in the world of martial arts

Chapter 159
Fujiwara Naotora finally met Qi Xuan.

The moment he stepped into the gate of Qi Mansion, the middle-aged Dongying man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, thank you very much!" Fujiwara Naotora did not forget to thank the young man around him. His pronunciation was not obscure. If it weren't for the clothes on his body, it might not be so easy to distinguish his identity from Dongying.

Li Bin, who was full of sorrow, just nodded politely, and finally felt that something was wrong, and forced a smile at Naotora Fujiwara.

In fact, Li Bin had already arrived at Ning'an Mansion the day before yesterday.

With Qi Yuyao's heart in her heart, she should have come to see Qi Yuyao on the day she arrived.

It's just that he accidentally got bad news.

Li Bin has been living in a daze for the past two days, he doesn't know how to face Qi Yuyao.

Wei Yuanshen...

From Li Bin's point of view, this is an impeccable person.

After entering Qi Mansion, the expressionless Gao Jie stopped the two of them.

He bowed to Li Bin and said, "Duke Chongwu, Lord Qi, the princess is waiting for you in the lobby."

After all, he made way for Li Bin.

Then his stern gaze fell on Fujiwara Naotora behind Li Bin.

"Mr. Fujiwara, my son is waiting for you."

After hearing the words, Fujiwara Naotora raised his head and glanced at Li Bin, and then thanked him respectfully again: "The entire Fujiwara family will remember your kindness, Duke."

Then, the two separated.

……

Following Gao Jie, Fujiwara Naotora walked into Qi Xuan's yard.

The moment he stepped into the door, even Fujiwara Naotora, who had been prepared for a long time, couldn't help being dazed for a moment when he saw Qi Xuan.

This person who almost destroyed the Fujiwara family is really too young!

But being young does not mean that Fujiwara Naotora can be treated carelessly.

He recalled the reminder before the arrival of another young woman who frightened him, that he must not provoke Qi Xuan in any way, otherwise he would not only lose the Fujiwara family, but also destroy his family one step ahead.

"Are you Fujiwara Naotora?" Qi Xuan looked at the restrained Japanese man at the door, and said quietly.

This person's martial arts... are not too high.

This was Qi Xuan's first impression when he saw Fujiwara Naotora.

Zhao Lingyue once said that the current head of the Fujiwara family, Fujiwara Hidetora, has three sons, only the youngest son Naotora's character and character are not like those of the Fujiwara family.

This can be seen from martial arts.

The Asura Slash of the Fujiwara family contains the air of death and silence. If one is not a ruthless bloodthirsty person, it is difficult to master this kind of sword intent.

Obviously, Fujiwara Naotora's accomplishments in martial arts handed down in his family are not high.

The influence between advanced martial arts and practitioners can be said to be mutual.

"Fujiwara Naotora has met Mr. Qi." Under Qi Xuan's gaze, Fujiwara Naotora took a deep breath, then bowed respectfully and said, "Naotora came here this time to represent the Fujiwara family and Mr. Qi to reconcile you. of."

Qi Xuan just smiled when he heard the words, and then motioned Fujiwara Naotora to sit down and talk.

Looking at Fujiwara Naotora who only sat on half of his buttocks, Qi Xuan said with a smile: "With the relationship between you and Qianhu Villa, Mr. Fujiwara, I should have given this face, but... I would like to ask, are you serious? Can it represent the current Fujiwara family?"

The head of the Fujiwara family is Hidetora Fujiwara, who once roamed the Central Plains. Even if he was defeated by the head of the Zhenwu School Gu, this person is recognized by the Central Plains martial arts people as a top master.

Xiuhu has three sons under his knees.

The eldest son Fujiwara Takatora, who is exactly the same as Hidetora in terms of martial arts and cruelty, was supposed to be the heir, but he is dead now.

The second son, Fujiwara, is childless.

The youngest son, Naotora Fujiwara, has mediocre martial arts and has never entered the inner circle of the family. He is only in charge of general affairs.

Can such a person really represent the Fujiwara family?
Fujiwara Naotora did not expect that Qi Xuan would know so much about the Fujiwara family, he gritted his teeth and said: "Mr. Qi, most of those who cooperate with the evil spirits from the Central Plains are branches of the Fujiwara family, and they have already left The scope of the Fujiwara family is not under the control of the Fujiwara family."

The underlying meaning is obvious, the fault of these people should not be blamed on the master.

Qi Xuan shook his head: "Mr. Zhihu, I meet you with sincerity, but you don't have the most basic respect for me. I think this meeting can end."

After all, he waved his hand.

Gao Jie, who had been waiting at the door, had already walked in, and said coldly to Fujiwara Naotora: "Please!"

Is this the end of the talk?
Fujiwara Naotora was taken aback, as if he didn't know what he said wrong.

The cold eyes of the guard in front of him forced Fujiwara Naotora to stand up and walk towards the door.

At this time, Qi Xuan's voice came from behind.

"Mr. Naotora, I hope you understand that the Fujiwara family does not distinguish between the main family and the branch family. As long as it is done by the Fujiwara family, I will count it on the head of the Fujiwara family."

"It seems to me that rather than trying to pick out some bad ants from a pile of ants, I'd rather just... destroy them all!"

Fujiwara Naotora shuddered suddenly when he heard the sound, he turned his head slowly, and all he saw was Qi Xuan reclining on the master's chair in the room, with a slight smile on his face.

There was a chill behind Fujiwara Naotora, and then he turned around and left with his head buried.

Not long after sending Fujiwara Naotora away, Gao Jie returned to report: "It has been found out that Fujiwara Naotora lives in an inn in the east of the city, and there are only two guards from the Fujiwara family around him."

Seeing Qi Xuan's lackluster expression, Gao Jie continued: "Around the inn, some people with strange movements were found, most likely the remnants of the Fujiwara clan hiding in Ning'an Mansion."

Qi Xuan's hand stirring the cup paused, and then a smile appeared on his face: "After hiding for so long, I'm finally willing to show up!"

Qi Xuan did not forget that when Qi Zong was kidnapped, people from the Fujiwara clan participated.

Regardless of the existence of these people, whether Fujiwara Naotora knew about it or not, Qi Xuan had no intention of letting them go.

……

Ning'an Mansion, east of the city, inn.

Naotora Fujiwara in the room kept wandering, as if anxiously waiting for something.

beep, beep...

Suddenly there was a slight knock on the door.

Fujiwara Naotora stagnated, and then came to the door of the room with a serious expression.

"Naohu, is that you?"

The sound from outside made Fujiwara Naotora heave a sigh of relief, and then quickly opened the door, and an old man appeared in Fujiwara Naotora's field of vision.

Seeing the old man's face, Zhihu was slightly taken aback.

The old man ignored Fujiwara Naotora, went straight into the room and closed the door, then wiped his face with his hand, revealing a completely different face.

"Uncle Hidezawa!" Fujiwara Naotora finally recognized the old man's identity this time, and shouted a little excitedly.

"Naohu, your martial arts is still so low!" Facing his nephew who recognized him, Fujiwara Hidezawa said with a disappointed face, "If your elder brother and second brother are at the door, you will know that it is me !"

"But the big brother with such high martial arts... died at the hands of a low-class maiko, and he didn't even keep his head."

"Bastard!" Fujiwara Hidezawa scolded angrily.

Looking at the angry old man, Fujiwara Naotora was very calm: "Uncle Hidezawa, you may not know that now the Fujiwara family has reached the moment of life and death in China."

"The spies of the coalition army have been wandering around the main city of Fujiwara. Even your five-year-old grandson, Uncle Xiuze, is asking me if the Fujiwara family is going to perish!"

Fujiwara Hidezawa's complexion darkened, and he replied coldly: "The Fujiwara family will not perish. As long as we go back, we can send those bastards of the coalition army to hell!"

"But..." Fujiwara Naotora looked up into Fujiwara Hidezawa's eyes, "Can you go back?"

The Qi family is not just Qi Xuan, and its influence is not limited to the world.

After Qi Zong disappeared, General Lei in Lin'an City sent people to guard all the main roads in the south of the Yangtze River, and strictly interrogated the people who came and went.

Coupled with the huge number of scouts in the army.

If it is really possible to go back, Fujiwara Hidezawa does not have to hide in Ning'an Mansion until now.

"Naotora." Fujiwara Hidezawa calmed down the anger in his heart, and then said earnestly, "It was your father's decision to march into the Central Plains. The Fujiwara family will never be able to achieve their long-cherished wish of unifying the whole country relying solely on the power of Japan."

"As early as your grandfather's time, the emperor had already fallen to Sifang City. If your father hadn't turned out to make people in Sifang City feel afraid, the Fujiwara family would have been destroyed long ago."

"Sifang City..." Hearing a familiar place name from Fujiwara Hidezawa, Fujiwara Naotora couldn't help frowning, "Didn't they always guard the Sifang collar and never communicate with the outside world?"

"Hmph!" Fujiwara Hidezawa sneered, "That's because they were afraid..."

When the words came to his mouth, Fujiwara Hidezawa seemed to realize that there were some things that he could not tell Fujiwara Naotora, so he decisively changed the subject: "In short, the current Fujiwara family cannot give up on Zhongyuan!"

……

Coming out of the inn, Fujiwara Hidezawa regained his previous appearance of an ordinary old man.

He paused slightly at the entrance of the inn, then looked around and found nothing unusual, then left in one direction.

Passed through several alleys in a row.

He stopped at the door of a dilapidated house, and then knocked on the door rhythmically.

The moment he stopped, the door opened.

It was a young man who opened the door. The joy in his eyes was replaced by shock when he saw Fujiwara Hidezawa.

"What's going on!" Fujiwara Hidezawa saw that there was something wrong with the eyes of his subordinates in front of him.

"You... your back..."

Seeing the hesitant raising of his hand, Fujiwara Hidezawa frowned and turned his head...

A smiling young man was ten steps behind him.

Suddenly, there was a biting chill behind Fujiwara Hidezawa.

"Is this person... a ghost!" There were traces of sweat on Fujiwara Hidezawa's temples.

At a distance of ten steps, even ordinary people without martial arts can detect it.

But I, a majestic Dongying martial arts master, didn't even feel the slightest bit.

Either this person is a ghost...

Either it is an existence more terrifying than ghosts!

Looking at the handsome man in front of him, Fujiwara Hidezawa's eyes sank, and he immediately made a decisive choice.

Chilla-

Only the sound of cracking silk can be heard.

The old man, who looked like an old farmer in the country, had a sharp broken blade in his hand at some point, and killed him with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Shura Slash!"

Fujiwara Hidezawa let out a low cry, and the moment he dodged in front of Qi Xuan, a jet-black saber slashed down in the air like a Huashan volley.

Qi Xuan smiled contemptuously.

It was the familiar air of death and silence again, and the identity of Kazushi Fujiwara was undoubtedly revealed.

He stood motionless on the spot, holding out one hand, and the frightening saber aura disappeared invisible the moment it touched his hand.

Then Qi Xuan's five fingers were slightly bent, and the majestic zhenqi gushed out until it tightly wrapped the old man's body.

"Not good!" Fujiwara Hidezawa only had time to shout out, and found that he had lost control of his body, and in the blink of an eye, he found that he had been dragged in front of the young man.

At this time, Fujiwara Hidezawa seemed to have thought of something.

"You are Qi Xuan!" He exclaimed in surprise!
But Qi Xuan ignored him and just looked at the dilapidated house.

The young man who opened the door for Fujiwara Hidezawa was dumbfounded, and a figure stood behind him at some point.

It was Gao Jie.

"My lord, there are four people in the room, three of them have been restrained by me, and one died." Gao Jie came out and cupped his hands to report.

As he said that, he couldn't help looking at the old man in Qi Xuan's hand.

A trace of doubt flashed in Gao Jie's eyes, and then he thought it over carefully.

This move was naturally noticed by Fujiwara Hidezawa, and he let out a low and hoarse laugh: "Hehehe... I don't know this old man so soon!"

Gao Jie's eyes flickered: "It really is you!"

Gao Jie already recognized Fujiwara Hidezawa, who was the one who injured Qi Zong the day he was arrested.

Looking at the old man whose throat was pinched by Qi Xuan, Gao Jie's eyes were a little complicated, and he couldn't help but glance at Qi Xuan with a calm expression several times.

That's it... got it!
In his opinion, a strong man who can injure himself can't even handle a move against his son!
Gao Jie suddenly felt a tightness in his throat.

It wasn't the first time he saw Qi Xuan make a move.

But every time, he would be secretly shocked in his heart, just how far the young master's martial arts had reached.

It wasn't just him who was shocked at this moment.

I saw a figure slowly walking out of the alley, the sky was still clear at this time, and the astonished expression on the face of the visitor could be clearly seen.

Fujiwara Hideze also saw the person coming from the alley, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"It's you!"

"Zaohu, you bastard!"

"You betrayed the Fujiwara family!"

……

Facing his uncle's insults, Fujiwara Naotora showed no shame, instead, he stepped forward firmly, and first bowed slightly to Qi Xuan.

Then he said to Fujiwara Hideze in a deep voice: "I'm sorry Uncle Hidezawa, I can't just sit back and watch the Fujiwara family be destroyed by your hands."

There was another sentence that he didn't say.

That is... the young man in front of him is definitely not someone the Fujiwara family can provoke.

As a member of Fujiwara's main family, Fujiwara Naotora naturally knows how powerful Fujiwara Hidezawa is.

As his father's cousin and loyal follower, Fujiwara Hidezawa's martial arts practice is considered to be one of the strongest in the branch family.

But such a strong man has not even passed a round in Qi Xuan's hands.

At this time, Qi Xuan handed Fujiwara Hidezawa to Gao Jie, and then smiled at Fujiwara Naotora: "Congratulations, Mr. Naotora, you have made a decision that can save the whole family."

Indeed, as Zhao Lingyue said, Fujiwara Naotora is a soft-hearted man.

He couldn't sit back and watch the children of the Fujiwara family who he had watched grow up die in this unnecessary war.

Compared with the illusory future, he cares more about the present and the safety of those around him.

So cooperation is logical.

"Mr. Naotora..." Qi Xuan looked at the frowning Fujiwara Naotora, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "We will support you to take the position of the Patriarch of the Fujiwara family and wipe out all potential opponents. "

"But hopefully you will remember that peace is so hard-earned."

"For your family and friends, please remember that between us...peace is always the most important thing."

Fujiwara Naotora slowly raised his head, and the young man with a slender figure and handsome face in front of him was like a towering and endless mountain range, which made him a little breathless.

Seeing the indelible coldness in Qi Xuan's eyes, Fujiwara Naotora could only lower his head heavily again.

"I see, Mr. Qi."

(End of this chapter)