Zhao Yufan was in a good mood recently, so he deliberately asked: "What do you want?"
"You don't know what I, a girl, want?"
Hongling stared at her big watery eyes, seeming to be hinting at something.
"Oh" Zhao Yufan looked like he suddenly understood, rubbed his hands and said softly: "You want me to marry you."
"Uh" Hongling and Yurou were stunned for a moment, then Yurou covered her mouth and chuckled, while Hongling glared and said angrily: "Asshole, who asked you to marry me?"
Zhao Yufan smiled and said nothing.
After a long time, he asked with a serious face: "Tell me the news."
Hongling's face was slightly red, she took out a silver giant ax and sat on the ax handle, holding her chin and looking at the sky, too lazy to pay attention to Zhao Yufan.
Yurou glanced at the two of them helplessly and said softly: "The six major sects, the imperial forces, and the demonic forces are almost all hostile to you.
They said they would deal with it impartially and did not excuse you."
Yurou paused, glanced at Zhao Yufan worriedly, and said, "The most important thing is that all the more than a thousand soldiers in Lingyuan Town were massacred."
"What?"
Zhao Yufan's eyes widened and his face became extremely ugly, "Why are they dead?"
Hong Ling dragged her chin, glanced at Zhao Yufan, and said coldly: "You're still asking us.
We were just about to ask you.
There are rumors outside that you did it."
"I" Zhao Yufan laughed dumbly, "I have been here all the time, how could I kill someone?"
Yurou frowned and smiled bitterly: "The outside world said that you asked the sword demon to do it.
And there are witnesses and physical evidence."
After staring at the two women carefully for a long time, Zhao Yufan frowned and asked: "I can believe there are witnesses, but what is the physical evidence?"
"Knife wound."
Hongling stared, and saw Zhao Yufan frowning as if he didn't believe it, and added: "I have seen the body and confirmed that it was a knife wound."
"Hongling, just because it was a knife wound, do you think it was caused by the sword demon?"
Zhao Yufan knew that the matter was more than that simple, but he still asked this question.
He just wanted to see what those people who wanted him to die had done.
"The Sword Demon was once the Frozen Swordsman who destroyed the Frozen Imperial City, and the fatal sword wounds on the Frozen Swordsman's body were exactly the same as those of the soldiers.
This is enough to prove that it was the Sword Demon."
Hong Ling finished silently, She sighed helplessly.
She didn't believe it was the sword demon who did it, but it was useless for her to believe in such a thing.
"The people killed by the sword demon have nothing to do with me, right?"
Zhao Yufan asked with some interest.
Yu Rou rolled up the black hair beside her ears and looked helpless, "You have had conflicts with soldiers and officers, and many people have seen you talking to the sword demon."
Link after link, this matter was kept secret, even if Zhao Yufan didn't want to admit it.
Pursing his lips, Zhao Yufan joked: "When you put it like that, I feel like I really did it."
The two women frowned and looked at Zhao Yufan, lowering their heads and saying nothing.
In fact, what they just said was not the point.
They haven't said the important thing yet.
"Tell me, is there anything else?"
Zhao Yufan sat lazily on the ground, grabbing a handful of green bamboo leaves and throwing them on the ground one by one.
Glancing at Zhao Yufan in surprise, Hongling asked strangely: "How do you know there is something else?"
Looking at Hong Ling's innocent look, Zhao Yufan threw away a bamboo leaf and said with a smile: "Hey, more than a thousand soldiers died, there must be an explanation.
You think you'll be fine after killing everyone."
Yurou pursed her lips and said slowly: "Prime Minister Zuo is now in charge of this matter.
In a few days, someone will come to the Alchemy Gate to take you away and escort you to Kyoto.
If you go to Kyoto, your life will be in danger."
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"My situation is not very good now."
A sly smile appeared on Zhao Yufan's lips, and his voice became colder: "Unfortunately, I will not die that easily."
"What can you do?"
Hongling asked.
Zhao Yufan shook his head, threw away the last bamboo leaf in his hand, and said indifferently: "There's no hurry."
Seeing that Zhao Yufan didn't show any worry, the two women were surprised, but they didn't ask any more questions, since they couldn't help much anyway.
Looking at Zhao Yufan who was gradually leaving, the two women caught sight of each other and chased after him.
Hong Ling shouted while trotting: "We can let you leave."
She meant leaving the alchemy door.
Zhao Yufan stopped and stared at the two women, with a hint of bitterness on his lips, "There are two seniors here, do you think I can leave?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an old voice suddenly floated in the bamboo forest: "Of course you can leave, but there are requirements."
Hearing this, Zhao Yufan looked around in shock, looking at the two women, as if asking them what was going on.
The two women looked at him innocently, not understanding what happened.
Returning to the place where the two old men were playing Go, Zhao Yufan and the others stood there awkwardly, their eyes constantly moving from the two old men, as if they wanted to see something special.
After playing a game of chess, one of the old men said: "You can move, but you have to fill the chessboard with chess pieces, and there must be an equal number of black and white chess pieces.
Curling his lips, Zhao Yufan looked at the two old men in shock.
He felt that this matter was too simple.
Could it be that the two old men were letting him go on purpose?
Maybe it was possible.
After all, he had been serving tea and water to the two old men for more than ten days. .
While he was thinking, the two old men had already drifted away.
The two women were shocked for a moment before they came to their senses.
When Hongling saw Zhao Yufan lowered his head and meditated, she kicked him and angrily said, "Hurry up, what are you thinking about?"
Touching his buttocks, Zhao Yufan glared at Hongling and muttered: "What a pretty girl, why isn't she gentle at all?"
As he said this, he walked to the chessboard and stretched out his hand carelessly.
A chess jar filled with white chess pieces.
He put his hand into the chess jar coolly, with a faint smile on his face.
He held a white chess piece between his two fingers.
With a flick of his wrist, he accurately pressed the two fingers on the center of the chess board.
The moment Zhao Yufan pressed his finger on the chessboard, his originally calm and smiling face suddenly became extremely ugly, with his face turning slightly red and his pupils constricted.
Hong Ling's expression froze and she opened her small mouth with a look of horror, apparently caught off guard.
Yurou was relatively calm, but there was also a flash of surprise in her eyes.
There was silence near the bamboo forest.
A few bamboo leaves fell on the chessboard, blocking the position of Zhao Yufan's fingers, as if blocking his embarrassed expression.
The stiff look on his face softened slightly, and Zhao Yufan looked solemnly in the direction of the bamboo house.
His eyes moved slightly downward and landed on the chess jar again.
Hongling and Yurou looked at each other and frowned slightly.
They could see clearly just now that there was no chess piece between Zhao Yufan's fingers, which meant that he had not picked up the chess piece just now.
The failure to pick up the chess pieces was definitely not a mistake by Zhao Yufan, but a problem with the chess pieces
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