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Chapter 28

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    The plum rain is coming, there is a moon and no wind.

    In the old house of Han Mansion, a garden full of purple poppies bloomed outside the ear hall. The moonlight melted and the flowers glowed blue and purple.

    Han Yan was sitting alone on the stone steps. He seemed to see Suiyun again before his eyes. Sitting next to him, he held his cheek and asked him with a smile: "They say that people are their true selves when they are alone. Is this true?"

    "Silly girl, human interaction takes shape. If you can't see me in front of others, will it still be me?" Han Yan raised a smile and moved his hand to draw her outline.

    The thin line between life and death is so close.

    "Could it still be me?" Han Yan thought over and over again in his mind, his eyes still clear.

    There were footsteps approaching, and Han Yan naturally understood who was coming. Without turning around, he just introduced with a smile: "This used to be a major feature of my flower garden. Now, although it is not as beautiful as it used to be, it is not in a state of neglect."  The situation. General Lin, what do you think?"

    "Luoyin is a rough man and doesn't understand the language of flowers. Mr. Han, I've summoned you privately. What's the big deal?"

    "General Lin returned to the capital immediately after his triumphant return?" Han Yan finally turned around and looked friendly at Lin Luoyin, who had just returned to the capital.

    "No, I went to Luoyang once." He answered frankly.

    "What are you going to Luoyang for? Flower viewing?" Han Yan asked again with a smile.

    "It's just a private matter. If you blame Lin Luoyin for delaying his return, I will voluntarily take responsibility."

    Han Yan sighed and turned to look at the flower garden: "The poppies will fade after three days of blooming. I advise the general to learn to appreciate them."

    Because Han Lang was worried about it, Lin Luoyin also sounded harsh and cold when he spoke, "Master Han, are you just asking me about this? Or are there other matters? If so, please get straight to the point."

    Han Yan slowly walked down the stone steps, touched the flower petals with his hand, and said calmly: "I would like to ask General Lin to lend me his military power."

    Lin Luoyin was surprised, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why do you ask for military power?"

    "Raise troops and rebel." Han Yan said four words and two words easily.

    "Mr. Han, are you kidding me?" Lin Luoyin thought he heard wrongly. After a moment of silence, he followed closely and walked up to Han Yan with angry eyes.

    "I'm not kidding, give me military power and help me rebel!"

    Before Han Yan finished speaking, Lin Luoyin's "ominous" sword had already been unsheathed, and the sharp point was pointing at Han Yan's throat. The sword's light was fierce, reflecting Han Yan's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Against the blue and purple of the poppy, it was strange.  Extremely cold.

    Even if what he said was a joke, it would be a treasonous act that would be intolerable to heaven and earth.

    "It is destiny that a wise king is needed to govern the world - I accept it. But if you want me to assist such a useless emperor, why don't you move forward half an inch with your sword and kill me now!" Han Yan did not dodge, and his tone was decisive.

    "You" Lin Luoyin's wrist trembled slightly, and he suddenly smiled bitterly, "It is indeed a major feature of your Han family to not play your cards according to common sense."

    "That's ridiculous." Han Yan tilted his head and looked at Lin Luoyin as if he was contemplating a strange object.

    "If I don't lend you military power, will you still take action?"

    "nature."

    "The death of Han Lang has made the people panic and uneasy. If he kills Han Yan now, how can the world not be in chaos?"  But this guy in front of me actually openly said that he wanted to rebel

    For a long time, Lin Luoyin didn't say a word. Even though he was very conflicted in his heart, he still knew which way he should choose, but he was naturally competitive and refused to say anything.

    So, the stalemate remains.

    In just three -foot Qingfeng distance, he couldn't hold the mind and hold the mind, and obtained the carelessness of the idea.

    "Han Yan, do you want me to help you?"

    "General, it's at your discretion." Han Yan did not elaborate and made a generous move to please him.

    Lin Luoyin frowned, silently sheathed the blade, lowered his head and wanted to leave quickly.  When he walked to the garden gate, he was stopped by Han Yan.

    "This thing is your master's relic. I will hand it back today." Han Yan casually threw a brocade bag at him, and Luoyin caught it.  Opening the kit, there was only a small stone inside, black and bright but ordinary.  This pebble reminded Luoyin of his master, and his heart surged.

    He closed his eyes and exhaled a breath: "My master really worships you."

    Han Yan said nothing, smiled with his hands behind his hands, and waited patiently.

    Lin Luoyin opened his eyes, his starry eyes bright, "The name of the stone is 'Buy Abandon'." As he spoke, he took out the ominous sword again and scratched the sword's body with the edge of the small stone.

    When the ominous sword meets the stone, it seems to shed a layer of wax, its sharp edge is bright and dazzling, and it is menacing.

    The sword energy is invisible but has a sound.  In the buzzing sound, it spreads around, the green light takes over the world, the poppy petals move slightly, and a large area of ??poppy petals is invisible.nbsp;The fleeting time has been ruined, and there is a bloody gash on his right shoulder.

    Han Lang sat back and calmly ordered: "When the time comes, take Huarong and leave, and leave this place to me."

    Where is the year of the red -eyed flowing year, where is Ken Yin, the car jumped in a hurry.

    "If you lose your temper again, go back to your father!" Han Lang stood up coldly.

    An order is an order, and there will not be any comments.

    Even a blind man could see that Lin Luoyin had given him a chance.  This opportunity naturally does not include Han Lang himself.

    Seeing that his master was eager to give it a try and confident, Liu Nian had no choice but to press the wound and retreat to the second line. He walked up to Hua Qingcong and looked at him to indicate that he was about to open the way.

    Hua Rong raised his fan and waved it, obviously refusing, insisting on watching the fun.

    Han Lang's eyebrows stretched, and he smiled softly, "You don't want to wait for him to loosen the soil, do you?"

    Hua Rong followed Liu Nian away feeling half aggrieved and half annoyed.

    The stage was silent for a while, and Lin Luoyin finally spoke: "Whatever weapon you choose, I will accompany you to the end."

    Han Lang opened his arms lazily and said, "I'll catch you without any effort." Who said he wanted to fight?

    The Hanzhai stables are quiet both inside and outside.

    The remaining three assassins in black exchanged glances. One of them boldly held a bright knife and walked along the left earth wall, carefully not entering the stable.  The horse chewed night grass and breathed loudly.

    Suddenly, there was a sound on the beams on the roof.

    The assassin raised his head, but before he could see clearly, the iron-black vat where the horse was drinking was immediately smashed down, and things fell from the sky.

    There was a muffled sound.

    Liu Yun endured the pain and his horse's belly jumped up. Xi Ma jumped forward, reached out and grabbed the assassin's knife handle, gave him a blow, and sent him back to the west.

    At the moment when the blood arrow was flying across the opponent's throat, the other two people broke in.  Liuyun borrowed the power of the horse and stepped forward again, crossed his arms, and started working from left to right, making no mistakes with his sword, and the blood was painted red on the horse and man.

    Hua Gui closed his eyes and jumped from the beam onto the horse's back. As soon as his butt was firmly seated, he burped coldly.  Nine Deaths made a "sound", which was strangely loud.  Liu Yun finally raised his eyebrows and rode out of Han's house.

    Huagui didn¡¯t stop hiccupping all the way, jumping and trembling while riding on the horse.

    Liu Yun looked back at him, words on the tip of his tongue, but Hua Gui stood up and threw him onto the horse's back with a loud sound.

    With a "pop" sound, a cold arrow shot through the air, hitting the center of the palace.

    Liu Yun turned around and saw a long arrow that had penetrated into Hua Gui's heart, but no blood came out.

    The arrow shaft pulses together with the heartbeat.

    ? Jump and move.

    Liuyun looked back angrily¡ª¡ª

    The second team of troops has already arrived.  Hua Gui was seriously injured and there was no other way out except to surrender.

    The horse¡¯s hooves stepped on the stone slab and returned to the original route.

    Huarong and Liunian have a tacit understanding and ignore each other.

    Huarong fanned himself in the car and watched the night view to relieve his boredom. He quickly straightened his wounds, whipped his whip and drove in silence all the way.

    In order to wait for Han Lang, the carriage moved very slowly.

    Halfway through the journey, the street became uneasy.  Fleeting time looked around and saw that the pursuers had arrived and the car was stuck in the middle of the road.

    Hua Rong came out, took a look at the situation, and signed with overwhelming loyalty: "You go first! Leave one by one so that we can find reinforcements."

    "No, it's the master's order to protect you."

    "Without reinforcements, we will all die." Hua Rong's gesture was extremely decisive.

    The fleeting time was decided, and without any further hesitation, he abandoned the carriage and rushed out of the crowd.

    While Hua Rong stayed in the car, needless to say, he was quickly captured by Han Yan's troops and escorted back to Beijing together.

    At this point, Han Yan had a great victory in his trip. Except for one person who escaped in fleeting time, all the others were captured and no one was spared.  Set off overnight, escorted him back to Beijing, and secretly detained him at the Palace of Funing.

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    Hua Gui: Why are you pulling on me? For someone like me, who has straight eyebrows and a broad mouth, it¡¯s better to go up than down. I should be protecting you from the front.

    Liu Yun:¡­¡­¡­¡­, Sir, here comes the arrow. Let¡¯s discuss this issue of attack and reception later.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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