"This stupid stupid boy."

Xia Fan looked down at Su Yunxiao, who was surrounded by countless soldiers below, and for some reason he sighed.

For a moment.

The sad and desperate mood was heavily pressed on the hearts of every soldier who saved the miser.

When there was a change in the South Gate.

He heard the movement and quickly arrived at the scene.

pity.

He came one step late.

Su Yunxiao is seriously injured and dying.

Su Runfu almost frantically attacked the assassinator Duan Zongbi.

Not long after.

Xuan Lingzi is here.

He doesn't know Xuan Lingzi.

But he could guess that the other party was from Yunxiao Palace.

When Xuan Lingzi used some method to get the answer he wanted from Su Yunxiao, he was ready to catch Su Yunxiao's head in anger.

Xia Fan stopped him.

No need.

Because Su Yunxiao's vitality has been cut off.

Everything is returned to dust, and earth returns to earth.

Why not get along with another corpse?

Xuan Lingzi recognized him.

He dared not disobey Xia Fan.

Because he is the Grand Master.

That's all.

When Xia Fan discovered that the imperial army appeared outside Wanyang City like a divine weapon.

That moment.

He suddenly found that the layers of fog shrouded in Wanyang had quietly dissipated.

This is a bureau.

A bureau for Yunxiao Palace.

But Su Yunxiao is not a chess player, but a sad piece.

He thought he could control everything.

Unfortunately, he forgot to have a chance to get involved with the tiger.

He is too weak.

So he will die, he must die.

If he doesn't die, who will take the blame for the chess player behind the scenes?

Even if Yunxiao Palace has some doubts?

As early as when the mastermind behind the scenes decided to push Su Yunxiao out as a scapegoat, he had already picked himself up in advance.

Therefore, this mute is determined to lose the Yunxiao Palace.

after all--

Su Yunxiao is the one they chose.

Let's talk about it.

Without Su Yunxiao's rebellion, there is no way to start.

As for Xia Fan?

He was just a person who accidentally broke into this game.

At first, the other party also wanted to use Xia Fan and regarded him as the chess piece that took the blame.

But he is not Su Yunxiao.

He is the Grand Master.

Anyone who dares to plot against himself must think about it.

Can they bear the anger of a great master?

This is the difference between him and Su Yunxiao.

It is also a chess piece that makes people calculating.

Su Yunxiao is dead.

Xia Fan is alive.

This made him sigh at Su Yunxiao's death.

If he were not a great master, he would have ended up with Su Yunxiao long ago.

Furthermore.

If you don’t have brains, don’t be fooled with others. So, just kill yourself, right?

In front of you.

The imperial army had already reached the city of Wanyang with great force.

The soldiers of the Kushou Army who fought each other were not opponents of the orderly organized court army at all, not to mention that the soldiers of the Kushou Army were mostly ordinary people. Without the leaders of a large number of martial artists such as Su Yunxiao, their resistance was tantamount to dying struggle.

It is not so much an asymmetric war, but rather a bloody massacre.

Countless soldiers who fought desperately fell down like harvesting wheat, and the imperial army seemed to intend to wipe out them all, and teams of elite warriors were constantly interspersed among the crowd to divide and surround them.

"Captain Su! Chief Su is still alive!"

At this time.

A banner that symbolizes the spirit of the Suffering Army slowly stood up.

Su Yunxiao, who should have been cut off from his vitality, held a big star in his hand and stood straight in the chaos of war.

His face, his eyes, his posture.

Always full of perseverance and indomitableness.

He just stood there.

But it made all the soldiers of the Suffering Army ignited hope and fighting spirit.

Su Yunxiao is not falling.

The Saviors won't fall down either!

"kill!"

Accompanied by heart-wrenching roar.

The surging offensives of the imperial army were stagnant.

"You are powerless to turn things around."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the resistance of the Savior Army was nothing but futile.

Xia Fan quietly appeared beside Su Yunxiao, stretched out his hand and patted his back.

Suddenly.

A faint blood color appeared on Su Yunxiao's pale face.

"I know."

Su Yunxiao opened his mouth and used his eyes to signal the soldiers of the rescue army guarding around him not to be nervous.

"Did you think it would be the result?"

Xia Fan's eyes were calmly looking at the retreating army ahead.

“I have no choice.”

Su Yunxiao's eyes were silent.

"who are they?"

Xia Fan asked for a question seemingly inexplicably.

"In the tenth year of Jianxing of the Great Jin Dynasty, a woman who claimed to be the Forgetful Soul Sect came to me. She knew that I had resentment towards Yunxiao Palace, so she provided a plan that I could not refuse."

Su Yunxiao said slowly.

"The Demon Sect carefully planned a conspiracy to deal with Yunxiao Palace, and she hopes that I can join and cooperate with them."

"And you agreed?"

Xia Fan said lightly.

"Yes."
To be continued...