Fish swimming around the world

Ba Qing said: "The emperor is not so easy to deal with."

Jiang Fan said calmly: "I just cut off another arm of his."

Ba Qing's eyes moved: "Is it for this matter that the prince went to Tangwu Mountain a few days ago?"

Jiang Fan said: "You know it in your heart."

"Ba Qing just wants to take back some more things, and this is also my value."

Jiang Fan looked at her seriously: "I know you want to bring a very important letter of surrender, but believe me, your value is definitely not in those places."

Ba Qing seemed to be lost in thought.

Jiang Fan said slowly: "I naturally understand the emperor's secret hand and restrictions on you, and Ying Bu is the same. You are now nothing more than two things that you can't give up. First, wealth, second, connections."

Ba Qing said: "Indeed, Qing has started the game, and now it's the final stage."

Jiang Fan nodded: "After six and a half days, no matter what the result is, it will end immediately."

Ba Qing pondered for a moment, slowly stood up, knelt down and saluted to Jiang Fan: "I obey the order of the master."

With one word, the relationship between the two was finally confirmed.

In fact, Jiang Fan was not in such a hurry, but he still wanted a clear answer before leaving.

Ba Qing was so smart that she naturally understood this.

"Go find Lu Hanting, the sword in his hand is very fast." Since the relationship has been established, Jiang Fan gave a straightforward order.

Ba Qing nodded: "I have heard of the 37th killer in the world, but I didn't expect him to be the prince's man."

Jiang Fan said: "There are still many things you don't know. When I return, let me see your sincerity, and I will give you a huge stage."

Ba Qing said seriously: "Please wait and see, prince."

With Ba Qing's promise, Jiang Fan finally put down a lot of worries.

Then... then laziness came.

He lay on a recliner by the lake for most of the day, holding a fishing rod in his hand, half asleep, and didn't even know that the fish on the hook had run away.

Even so, the prince hadn't slept enough. Just after dinner, he yawned and went back to his room to sleep.

From that day on, the prince seemed to be particularly lazy to take care of things. He just fished and slept every day, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

And naturally, no one knew that since that day, Prince Jiang had slipped out again.

It can’t be said that no one knew at all, at least Lin Xiaoqi, who was addicted to acting, understood what was going on. The only strange thing was that the prince seemed to have gone out on his own this time, and all the masters among the mortals were there.

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Taihua.

Listening to the roar in the hall, Gu Qingshan shrank his neck. He asked a disciple next to him.

"I said, how long has Master been like this?"

That was a middle-aged disciple, obviously much older than him, but this one was the Saint's closed disciple, and he was of a higher generation.

He hurriedly replied respectfully: "Half an hour..."

"Oh?" Gu Qingshan pinched his chin: "No, in this situation, I'd better come back later, so as not to harm the fish pond."

Then he turned around and walked back.

The middle-aged disciple was anxious and hurried over to stop him: "Uncle Master, please don't leave. The Buddha asked us to find you. If you leave, we can't explain."

Gu Qingshan frowned: "But you also saw it. You know what kind of temper the Buddha has. Whoever goes there will be unlucky. You want to harm me."

The middle-aged disciple also frowned: "What can we do? Uncle Master Dugu died for no reason. This is the most proud successor of the Buddha. He is furious now, and we can't persuade him. You see, he obviously asked you to come here for an explanation. Why don't you go in and take a look."

Gu Qingshan grinned: "You want to kill me... What good can I get? Ninety-nine percent of the time, you want me to find the murderer and avenge my junior brother. Where can I find him? He has been dead for so long..."

Although his toothache was a toothache, Gu Qingshan had to rub his face, squeezed out a look of sadness, indignation and sympathy, and walked in with heavy steps.

His expression management shocked the middle-aged disciple-how could he be like this?

There were many people in the hall. In addition to the three sword immortals, there were several old antiques, and even many first- and second-generation disciples who often went out were present.

The ground was covered with broken porcelain pieces, which were obviously caused by the second generation of the Venerable who walked around with his hands behind his back and was extremely angry.

The second-ranked Venerable was named Lu Ya, known as the Demon Sword Immortal. He had an extremely strange temperament and was the most ruthless in the world.

When he got angry, no one dared to persuade him except the Saint and the Great Elder.

Gu Qingshan came in on tiptoe, took a quick look, and then quietly moved to the side, wanting to hide himself behind the crowd.

But the furious Saint actually noticed him at the first time.

"Come here!"

He reached out and grabbed him from a distance.

"How can you be the eldest brother! My junior brother has been harmed for so long, but you don't know anything?"

Gu Qingshan was so aggrieved. Didn't you just know about it? Why are you coming for me?

But he didn't want to get into trouble at this time.

He immediately said with a sad face: "Uncle Master, please accept my condolences. Qingshan just heard about the tragic death of my junior brother. The most urgent thing is to find the murderer and avenge my junior brother!"

Lu Ya stared at him: "You are right, I will leave this matter to you."

"Ah? I..."

Gu Qingshan was shocked at that time. I was just trying to change the subject, why did he throw it directly to me?

The sword energy on Lu Ya's body seemed to be burning with black flames. Obviously, this was a manifestation of his extreme anger. Gu Qingshan didn't dare to refute it.

"But Qingshan didn't know anything about this matter..."

"You, come and tell him!"

Lu Yai suppressed his anger and pointed at a woman kneeling on the ground.

The woman turned around in panic, still kneeling and said to Gu Qingshan: "Master Dugu was killed on the eighth day of August at a waterfall ten miles north of Qingfeng Gorge."

Gu Qingshan tilted his head and looked at her: "Who are you?"

The woman lay on the ground and did not dare to raise her head: "The little girl is the slave of Master Dugu. Her name is Xiao Ying."

Gu Qingshan looked at it seriously: "I've never seen you..."

Xiao Ying said hurriedly: "This slave will be taken in by Master Dugu a few months ago."

Gu Qingshan narrowed his eyes: "You just said that Junior Brother Dugu was killed on the eighth day of August. Why did you report the news just now?"

Xiao Ying said: "Probably because Mr. Dugu was in seclusion there, he had previously asked the servant to do some things. When the servant came back, he found that Mr. Dugu had been killed long ago. He was at a loss what to do, and it took a few days to realize that he should come to the Holy Land to report the news. "

Gu Qingshan said: "Where are the bones of junior brother?"

Xiao Ying muttered: "I didn't see it..."

Gu Qingshan scratched his head: "You said he was dead before you saw the body? You won't lie about military information, right?"

Xiao Ying hurriedly said: "I don't dare. At that time, I saw the words carved on the big stone in front of the waterfall, saying that Master Dugu was dead. There was also the young master's sword stuck on the big stone. I guess it must be right..."

"Sword?" Gu Qingshan was stunned when he heard this: "What kind of sword does he have? Why didn't I know?"

At this time, Lu Yai moved his fingers, and a strange black sword landed in front of Gu Qingshan.

"This is your junior brother's sword, Heisha."