Chapter 239: Two hundred and forty-seven, Tearing Off the Mask

Two hundred and forty-seven, Tearing Off the Mask

Inside the Manjushri Bodhisattva Hall.

Wang Lixian and Wei Mei were expressing their gratitude to Wei Shaoxuan.

Wei Shaoxuan stood in the hall with a few men, smiling and exchanging pleasantries.

Behind him, the figures of a certain lame steward and the Persian merchant were nowhere to be seen. On the floor of the great hall, many knives and swords were scattered, as if a fight had just taken place.

The guards and servants protecting the Wang Lixian family sat scattered on the ground, bandaging the wounds on their arms. Fortunately, there were no corpses on the ground.

At this moment, everyone discovered the returning figure of Xie Lingjiang outside the door.

Wang Lixian introduced enthusiastically:

Wang Lixian sighed, and Wei Mei took over the conversation, explaining to Xie Lingjiang:

He and Su Su Xiaolang Wei exchanged a move in a hurry, and both retreated.

The next moment, Si Furuo pushed away the subordinates who were protecting his safety, drew a waist knife, and chased out of the great hall with a dark face.

A lame steward jumped to block in front of Si Furuo.

He looked at Li Guo'er, paused, and asked again casually:

Swish—swish—swish—!

Outside the great hall, Wei Mei roared, his momentum soaring as he rushed out, and with the cooperation of a group of black-clad swordsmen, he entangled Su Su Xiaolang Wei desperately.

Wei Mei also frowned. This Wei Shaoxuan was more powerful than he imagined, mainly because her talent was too high. During her time in Dragon City, she improved too quickly, and she was also an orthodox Si Furuo of the Confucian school, purer than his miscellaneous path practiced for decades in a small Jianghu sect.

The Qi refiner's face sank. This Si Furuo was ruining his good deeds. That Su Su Xiaolang Wei smiled and said:

The Si Furuo, who was waiting for the sword technique with a smile, was already looking forward to it. After summoning the Xin Dingjian, the stunned, shocked, and red-faced expressions of Li Guo'er, Si Furuo, and others, plus the 180-degree attitude change that would follow—he thought the scene must be very exciting.

Wang Lixian and the others looked back when they heard this, all stunned.

Shopkeeper Li was sweating profusely, leading the black-clad swordsmen forward to support.

"Miss Li's body is not feeling well, so she won't go to see any Buddhist sites. Eldest Su Su Xiaolang has a lot of schoolwork to do, and he still has to support his parents, so he can't walk such a long distance."

The Qi refiner turned his head and greeted Si Furuo.

Wang Lixian shook his head, preparing to speak, but a clear voice came from under the thin silk of a certain plum-blossom-makeup girl. The girl's voice was as melodious as an oriole, making the Qi refiner's heart flutter:

The Qi refiner was in control, speaking leisurely, his tone implying something:

If the missing Si Furuo were here, he could take your place. Si Furuo's sleeve-hidden plain hand gripped a jade ring from the academy, pouring spiritual energy into it again, trying to communicate.

Su Su Xiaolang Wei held a jade ring.

The Qi refiner raised his head again, but at that moment, he bumped into the sharp gaze of Su Su Xiaolang Wei, who had suddenly turned his head.

The Qi refiner's expression stiffened.

Eldest Su Su Xiaolang Li pulled her. The latter had no choice but to turn her head and focus on receiving the move.

The Qi refiner smiled unchanged, turning his head to the Li Guo'er and Eldest Su Su Xiaolang Li behind him: But the next moment, the roof of the great hall broke.

Li Guo'er, whose physical strength was the weakest, was running at the back when her footsteps suddenly stopped.

At the back door of the great hall, Shopkeeper Li led a group of black-clad swordsmen and began to pour in.

He set his gaze on the four people in front... no, to be precise, on the plum-makeup girl who was wearing a thin veil but couldn't hide her stunning beauty. The Qi refiner narrowed his eyes slightly, implying something:

This Wei Shaoxuan was too fierce. The Qi refiner was horrified.

The Qi refiner's smile remained unchanged:

They all covered their carotid arteries with both hands, vomiting blood and twitching.

The Wang Lixian family did not hesitate at all, escaping from the great hall under the protection of guards. Wang Lixian's face was hesitant,

The Qi refiner covered his arm. The bloody wound on his arm had flesh turned inside out, and the bone was faintly visible.

Right now, it was obviously to replace the Wei Wang's Mansion, hinting at a promise, or throwing out a bait that was hard to refuse.

Wang Lixian and the others were all stunned, then their eyes turned to shock, all looking at the Qi refiner.

Facing the questioning and the gazes, the Qi refiner had an awkward face, unable to step down.

Si Furuo probably also determined that the Wang Lixian family had no choice in their current situation, so he first played the hero to save the beauty to dispel their guard, then threw out the honey and the stick, which could be manipulated at will.

Si Furuo suddenly frowned, reached into his sleeve, and took out a hot jade ring full of cracks.

He lowered his head and glanced at it, shook his head, and ignored it. Wang Lixian and Liu Fu looked at each other, their eyes complicated.

Finding that the other party had many people, Su Su Xiaolang Wei left a sentence, drew her sword straight away, and blocked in front.

Inside the great hall, the two fought. But they were all knocked down by Si Furuo one by one.

Right now, the thoughts of the Empress of the Wei clan that Ouyang Lianghan had casually stated while drinking tea at Yilan Pavilion the other day, and the instructions he had passed on through Su Su Xiaolang Wei not long ago, were still ringing in the ears of Wang Lixian and his wife.

The Qi refiner also held a jade ring.

Su Su Xiaolang Wei frowned. This lame steward who was hidden extremely deep was also a Grade 1 Xie Lingjiang, but he looked more like a miscellaneous path of Jianghu martial artists.

Eldest Su Su Xiaolang Li was confused, and Li Guo'er looked sideways.

The Qi refiner glanced at the scripture-copying hall next door:

She wore a heavy veil, revealing only the bright red plum blossom makeup on her forehead. In front of outsiders, she seemed shy and embarrassed to speak, hiding behind her brother, Eldest Su Su Xiaolang Li.

After a while, Wei Mei fell into a disadvantage and was forced back by a sword.

She seemed curious.

Liu Fu asked, Wang Lixian turned his head anxiously, pulling his wife's arm:

Su Su Xiaolang Wei wanted to leave, but was worried about the safety of the Wang Lixian family, because Senior Brother had repeatedly warned her before that the Wei family was very dangerous.

Without waiting for Liu Fu's hand to go under her sleeve to pinch his waist to remind him, Wang Lixian, who was always indecisive, shook his head decisively:

Su Su Xiaolang Wei flashed forward to stop him, but was blocked by Si Fu. Li Guo'er and Wang Lixian exchanged glances.

"I am talented. Today, the Buddhist scripture I copied makes me feel sincere and connected to the underworld. I have a premonition that after copying and reciting the scripture, there will be Buddha

traces descending."

Su Su Xiaolang Wei sneered in her heart. Back then, when the Empress of the Wei clan usurped the throne, his father did indeed offer many shitty auspicious signs, inciting and instigating.

This Wei family Third Su Su Xiaolang, although he was enthusiastically exchanging pleasantries with them the whole time, his gaze frequently cast toward Li Guo'er behind them was impossible to hide, especially in front of Wang Lixian, who was an old father.

After the initial probing and receiving moves, both understood the other's path.

Receiving the look quietly handed over by Wei Mei, Xie Lingjiang didn't change her expression, stepped over the threshold, walked into the great hall, and stood beside Wang Lixian, whose smile looked a bit forced under close inspection.

Su Su Xiaolang Wei suddenly asked:

The Wei Wang Wei Jisi was the nephew of the current Empress. Wang Lixian was the son of the Empress. Although they were cousins, major events such as the former deposed emperor turmoil and changing the Great Zhou happened. These Wei family nephews who could be crowned kings must have participated actively, or even pushed it as the main planners.

The so-called blood relationship of the imperial family is just a layer of skin that maintains face with affection.

The Wang Lixian family ran even faster, and Si Furuo's face was uncertain.

"Cousin, you are too polite. Guo'er is a princess of the imperial clan after all, and she has a status. The Empress even gave her a birthday gift. How could my father forget? Speaking of which, the Empress being able to spare time to give a gift this time is also a gentle reminder from my father."

Li Guo'er lowered her head without speaking.

Su Su Xiaolang Wei pursed her lips and ignored the Qi refiner who was like a rascal. She turned her head and directly asked Wang Lixian and the others if they had received any news about Xie Lingjiang.

Su Su Xiaolang Wei asked:

The Wang Lixian family ran and got lost. Before long, they broke into a courtyard full of disabled old and young.

Si Furuo scolded anxiously. Si Furuo retreated half a step, and Wei Mei retreated a step.

It's just a pity that he didn't know that Xie Lingjiang had come out halfway. The Li Guo'er and Eldest Su Su Xiaolang Li in front also breathed a sigh of relief.

This girl's shy posture of lowering her head made the Qi refiner's smile even more satisfied, and he became more patient with the Wang Lixian family who were chattering in front of him.

Clang--!

In the past, Wang Lixian didn't dare to hope that their couple could make the Empress Mother soften her heart and allow them to return to Luoyang, but if Guo'er and Eldest Su Su Xiaolang could return to the capital, or even return to the imperial palace and enjoy the treatment of a true imperial grandson, prince, and princess, they would naturally be happy to do so.

Like dominoes, a large area of black-clad swordsmen corpses fell in the square in front of the hall.

Like falling dominoes, a small patch of white-clad swordsmen corpses collapsed in the square behind the palace.

Su Su Xiaolang Wei just nodded without speaking.

Si Furuo turned around and flew out of the great hall, quickly chasing after the Qi refiner and the others.

The loyal guards beside Wang Lixian all stayed behind to cover. The Qi refiner covered his wound and fled in a stagger with a few people.

Si Furuo didn't say a word, flashed, and reached out to grab the Qi refiner.

The Qi refiner didn't care about Su Su Xiaolang Wei's cold face and defensive attitude, still looking familiar and enthusiastic:

This had happened several times before with strange heat. The foster father told him not to pour spiritual energy to respond, but also not to throw it away randomly, and to handle it low-key after the Xin Dingjian matter was over.

Faintly blocking in front of the Wang Lixian family.

Liu Fu smiled apologetically:

A sword sound.

"There were thieves breaking in again just now. Fortunately, Wei Liulang arrived in time and, together with a few good men, drove the thieves away. Wei Liulang is both civil and martial,"

"truly a talent, having the style of the Wei Wang in the past.". z.

The Qi refiner's eyes were cold, but his smile remained unchanged on the surface, his gaze slowly crossing Wang Lixian and his wife, and asking toward the front:

He asked:

It's just that the Qi refiner was the son of the Wei Wang, representing the Wei clan, so the Wang Lixian family didn't dare to offend him easily.

The woman's sword light was cold.

However, Su Su Xiaolang Wei's "dragging several" also bought a lot of time, allowing the Wang Lixian family to escape far away.

This kind of rude behavior of ignoring the other party's parents and talking directly to the young lady in the boudoir made everyone frown.

Su Su Xiaolang Wei looked closely and was shocked and angry:

Inside the great hall, the atmosphere was strangely silent for a while.

If they hadn't met Ouyang Lianghan and Si Furuo, Wang Lixian and his wife might have agreed directly.

Si Furuo's hand shrank quietly into his sleeve.

Si Furuo's willow eyes stood up, pointing directly at his sleeve, his nostrils trembling:

After all, they had been demoted to commoners, living in fear, and drifting in Jiang Nan for more than ten years. Facing the olive branch thrown by the powerful Wei Wang's Mansion, they had no choice.

The mask was torn off.

The Qi refiner squatted down, wiped the blood off his knife with the clothes of a guard's corpse, turned his head, and confirmed that the Manjushri Bodhisattva Hall side, Si Furuo, was being dragged by Si Fu and other large troops, and couldn't get here for a while.

"Thank you, Cousin, for the compliment. It's just some cat-and-mouse kung fu. I learned it from my foster father."

He paused, looking righteous, and sighed:

Most girls who have just reached adulthood are rebellious against their father and brother's gentle management, have a personality that is a bit rebellious, like novelty and greed for play. Moreover, she knows she is a princess of the imperial clan, so why would she want to stay in such a remote county town often? She is probably obsessed with the prosperous Luoyang.

A sound, hitting the Buddha statue.

But without Su Su Xiaolang Wei's obstruction, the Qi refiner and the others let go of their hands and feet, moving extremely fast. Plus, not long ago, Su Su Xiaolang Wei told the Wang Lixian family about Xie Lingjiang's speculation, so everyone was naturally not stupid.

The Qi refiner raised his chin slightly:

Su Su Xiaolang Wei nodded:

The Qi refiner's smile became even brighter, thinking to himself, sure enough.

Si Furuo sold a pass.

Wang Lixian and his wife also took the opportunity to say politely:

He broke into a cold sweat. Fortunately, he was a solid Grade 4 tempered in the battlefield, and at the critical moment of intuition, he managed to dodge the vital point.

Getting a negative answer, her eyes showed disappointment, frequently looking sideways outside the door, her fists clenched under her sleeves, her heart anxious.

He smiled coldly like a rabbit being teased, and continued to pursue...

The Qi refiner turned his head and looked at the gentle, virtuous-looking figure behind him, showing some concern:

The Qi refiner heard this and didn't seem angry, showing some regret, but his footsteps remained still and he didn't leave. ===== CHAPTER 240 =====

The Qi refiner did not seem angry upon hearing this, revealing a look of regret; he still did not move his feet, nor did he leave.