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But looking at the Dongsheng Prefecture, who has the ability to sneak into Bodhi Academy and kidnap Xueer from under the eyes of Dean Zhuang?

Yan Nanfei thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't think of anyone with this level of cultivation.

Could it be that Xueer threw herself into the trap?

But how did she know that Yan Beichuan had fallen into the hands of Dongsheng Prefecture?

Yan Nanfei still felt confused.

He thought for a long time.

…

The heavy rain locked the deep palace, and also locked the hearts and brows of some people in the deep palace.

Yan Beichuan came back from Dongsheng Prefecture and asked Yan Nanfei face to face for raising an army, and then mentioned Yin Liu's name.

Yin Liu is a very ordinary name.

Yin Liu is also a very ordinary person.

However, when this name was mentioned by Yan Beichuan, the eldest son of the Emperor of the Yan Empire, this person became no longer ordinary.

Yin Liu in the black robe felt as if he was being stared at by countless pairs of hot and questioning eyes. Even though there were no such eyes on him in the deep rain locked palace, he still felt hot and intense.

Bored.

Even the heavy rain could not wash away his heavy mood at this moment!

He is in a very heavy mood!

He couldn't understand the meaning of Senior Brother Yan's long silence!

Ever since they were at the Mirror Stage in the inner courtyard of the academy, when the ten disciples decided to follow senior brother Yan and help him achieve his great ambitions, neither Yin Liu nor Gu Qi, nor the other senior brothers, had ever speculated about Yan.

Whatever your intentions are, brother!

Any intention for any decision!

Including Yin Liu, all the fellow disciples of the Ten Sons have never doubted Senior Brother Yan’s decision-making. They are not companions to each other like a tiger, let alone superiors and subordinates. They are extraordinary brothers and sisters.

, so there is no need or need to speculate on any of Yan Nanfei's decisions.

They are only responsible for execution.

It's always just about execution.

Don’t ask about cause and effect, don’t ask about why!

It’s not that they are stupid!

They are all rare and outstanding figures of their age who can occupy a place in the seventeen mirrors in the inner courtyard of Bodhi Academy.

The reason why they have been doing their best to assist Senior Brother Yan in his fight for the throne of the Yan Empire for so long, regardless of cause and effect, is all because of a promise.

A promise also made under the stars.

It's just that Yan Nanfei is not among those who made this promise.

However, when Yin Liu and his colleagues made this promise, Yan Nanfei didn't know about it.

"Sixth Junior Brother, are you afraid of death?"

"Of course I'm afraid of death! Otherwise, why live?"

"You know that's not what senior brother said."

"What does that mean?"

"I mean, in this long history, among the countless countries in the world, there is no country where the emperor's position is not stained with blood."

"The world...the feet of the emperor have always been the place where the bones of heroes are buried."

"The changes in history are always accompanied by blood and life."

"..."

"Senior brother, can you be more straightforward?"

"I mean, if one day in the future, Senior Brother Yan needs our blood and lives to lay the foundation for the supreme position..."

"I think I understand what senior brother means!"

"If one day, Senior Brother Yan's hegemony needs to be laid with blood, my brothers and sisters and I will not hesitate and will work hard regardless of our own safety!"

Yin Liu suddenly remembered the oath he and his brothers and sisters made to the starry sky that night without telling Yan Nanfei.

He was wearing a black robe, with a smile on his face.

A smile that doesn't look carefree but pretends to be free and easy.

His eyes glanced at the back of Senior Brother Yan in front of him.

In the heavy rain, there was still no movement in Senior Brother Yan's figure.

He didn't know what Senior Brother Yan's silence meant.

He never knew.

He would never speculate on the meaning of any of Senior Brother Yan's actions.

It didn’t happen before, and it won’t happen now either! Because of trust! And because of that oath!

He glanced at the silent Yan Nanfei for the last time, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

…

With a gentle shout, Yin Liu, dressed in black robe, walked out of the queue behind Yan Nanfei.

Yin Liu rode his horse and walked out slowly and walked in front of Yan Beichuan.

Two horses face to face.

Yin Liu raised his head and looked at Yan Beichuan.

Yan Beichuan looked at Yin Liu with slight surprise.

Yan Nanfei came back to his senses in a daze and looked at Yin Liu.

All the ten disciples were looking at Yin Liu.

Everyone looked at the back of Yin Liu, that short but alert young man.

"I am Yin Liu, and it was indeed me who delivered the letter to Wanyan Wushuang." Yin Liu said calmly.

When he heard this sentence, Yan Nanfei's eyes were stern.

The eyes of the other senior fellow apprentices of Yan Nanfei's ten sons were full of confusion.

Yan Beichuan found it unexpected.

He never expected that Yin Liu would be so honest, just like Yan Nanfei who admitted that the five fallen heads were his subordinates.

He liked this confession very much.

"What I want to know is whether this letter is an autographed letter from the Ninth Prince? Is the person who sent you the letter the Ninth Prince himself?" Yan Beichuan said, looking at Yin Liu's dim eyes in the heavy rain.

"You want to know the answer?" Yin Liu said.

"I really want to know." Yan Beichuan said.

"But it's not convenient for me to tell you the answer here." Yin Liu said.

"Maybe we can talk somewhere else," Yan Beichuan said.

"For example?"

"For example, if you step away a little bit, it's related to the truth and Ninth Brother's reputation. I think Ninth Brother won't mind, right?"

How could Yan Nanfei not mind.

If his fellow junior brother told Yan Beichuan everything, then all his previous hard work and efforts would be like a heavy rain washing away blood stains, leaving no trace on the ground.

But what if he doesn't mind?

If you object, wouldn't it prove that there is something evil inside?

Not to mention entering the court to meet the civil and military ministers, I am afraid that I will be killed at the hands of General Huo Wudi without being able to leave this palace.

Yan Nanfei only gambles.

He secretly shook his fist.

He nodded reluctantly.

Yin Liu and Yan Beichuan dismounted one after another.

The two of them walked side by side along the bluestone road at their feet in the direction of Beiwumen.

They didn't go far.

He stopped about a hundred meters away from the two teams.

They turned their backs to everyone.

Everyone could only see the backs of those two people.

Yan Nanfei held his breath and concentrated.

Behind him, the ten disciples held their breath and concentrated.

Beast scales also appeared on Lin'er's arms.

General Huo Wudi is ready to take action at any time.

As long as Yan Beichuan gave the order, he could kill the ruthless Ninth Prince in an instant.

There was a thunder in the dark sky.

Through the heavy rain, everyone saw the figures of Yan Beichuan and Yin Liu approaching each other, talking secretly.

Then everyone suddenly trembled when they saw Yan Beichuan's figure.

Everyone saw Yin Liu suddenly take a few steps back.

Everyone saw that Yin Liu was holding a sword in his hand, a sword that was cold and sharp.

There was blood on the sword!

The blood stains on the sword body were washed away by the rain and dripped on the bluestone!

Yan Beichuan's figure began to shake, and then fell down!

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