Chapter 156 Break And Stand

"Xiao Han, this isn't good, is it?"

In the small porch window, the middle-aged man's face was as hesitant and frightened as the first time his daughter-in-law entered a sedan chair.

"It's fine. Big Brother Chu, you have to believe me."

Xu Han had a seductive expression on his face.

"But!" Chu Chouli's face was still full of hesitation.

However, Xu Han lost his patience. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed the burly man through the door.

Afterwards, the door of the room was abruptly closed, and the middle-aged man's exclamation and the youth's sinister laughter sounded from time to time. Hearing this, the disciples of the Sword Hall outside looked at each other with strange expressions.

Inside the room, Xu Han exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and clapped his hands.

"Xiao Han, if that child Hongjian finds out that I'm sleeping in her bed, she won't be able to peel my skin off." Chu Chouli, who was pressed down on the bed and wrapped in rice dumplings, said carefully.

"It's fine. Just stay here and don't let the disciples outside know that I've left." Xu Han casually waved his hand.

"But what if they forcefully barge in?" Chu Chouli had a worried expression on his face.

"Then curse at them." As Xu Han spoke, he changed into a black night suit.

"Oh." The man replied. He wanted to say something else, but when he looked up, he found that he could not find Xu Han.

…

That night, a black figure took advantage of the darkness and rushed out of the small porch window.

The figure first went to a small room on the Xuanhe Peak. The girl in thin clothes who had fallen asleep was awakened by him.

The girl panicked at first, then saw the visitor's appearance clearly, and her face turned red. Then, the figure leaned against his ear and whispered something. The girl was slightly stunned, then nodded her head vigorously.

Then, the figure returned to the Chongju Peak and rushed into the courtyard where the direct disciples lived.

When he pushed open the door of one of the courtyards, a white-clothed man had already warmed his tea. Seeing Xu Han arrive, he smiled and extended his hand to invite Xu Han to take a seat.

The two talked for a long time before Xu Han stood up and said goodbye.

After leaving the courtyard, Xu Han's footsteps did not stop. Soon, he arrived at the residence of another direct disciple. However, this place was somewhat different from the first two places. The house was filled with patrolling disciples. Clearly, they were imprisoning the people in the house.

Fortunately, Xu Han had worked as an assassin for a few years in his early years. He did a lot of sneaky work. He soon discovered the flaws of this patrolling disciple. He dodged everyone's eyes and ears with a few dodges and rushed into the manor.

…

Fang Ziyu, who had tried to leave the courtyard for the thirty-fifth time, was stopped by the disciples at the entrance again.

Fang Ziyu, who was carried back to his room by the two disciples, could no longer hold back his eldest young miss' temper and shouted loudly, "Wait, when Chen returns, I will make him cut off your hands!"

The two disciples were already accustomed to the Second Senior Sister's clamor. They didn't care about it. After throwing Fang Ziyu into the room, they exchanged glances and helplessly closed the wooden door. They turned around and walked out.

Clang!

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out in the room. It seemed that this young miss was smashing a bottle and a bowl again.

The two of them didn't mind either, just standing in front of the courtyard like sculptures.

After smashing the last two porcelain bowls, Fang Ziyu found that there seemed to be nothing else in the room to vent her anger on.

She was stunned for a moment before stomping her foot. Her eyes turned red and she squatted on the ground, crying.

Dong dong dong!

She started crying, but knocks came from outside the room.

"Go away! Leave me alone!" Miss Fang, who had lost her temper, could not care about who was knocking on the door. She raised her head and cursed. After cursing, she buried her head and continued crying.

Her heart was grieved.

After careful calculation, it had been a long time since she had suffered such a grievance.

In the past, Chen Xuanji and Zhong Chang hated each other. Not to mention those ordinary disciples, even the elders and deacons had to give her three points when they saw her. But now, it was good that Chen Xuanji had gone to the Chen Kingdom, his master had been imprisoned in the manor, and Sikong Bai had even ordered her to marry someone she had never known.

Thinking of this, Fang Ziyu's nose turned sour, and the tears that he had stopped just now began to roll in his eyes.

Dong dong dong!

The people outside the room seemed to be extremely unwise and knocked on the door again.

"I told you to go!" Fang Ziyu shouted loudly.

Squeak…

At that moment, the door made a hoarse noise, and was slowly pushed open from the outside, revealing a crack in the door.

He stretched out his hand and placed a sweet potato the size of a fist on it. It seemed that it had only just been cooked, and it was still emitting hot air.

"If I leave, who will eat this sweet potato?" At the same time, a voice sounded.

Fang Ziyu stared blankly at the roasted sweet potato. He blinked and finally regained his senses.

"The surname is Xu." She stood up and looked in the direction of the door with surprise and joy. At that time, the person outside finally walked in and was looking at her with a smile on his face. "Why are you here?"

"I heard that my Young Miss Fang is crying, so I came over to take a look." Xu Han walked over to Fang Ziyu and handed the sweet potatoes in his hand to her bosom. His gaze landed on the tear stains on Fang Ziyu's face that had not yet been wiped dry.

Hearing this, Fang Ziyu burst into tears and smiled. She took the sweet potatoes and looked at Xu Han angrily.

"You're teasing me like this. When I see someone surnamed Chen, believe it or not, I'll let him knock out your front teeth."

"Heroine, spare me." Xu Han hurriedly cooperated.

"Hmph." Fang Ziyu was in a better mood when she saw this. She ate the sweet potatoes sent by Xu Han and asked, "How did you get in?"

Xu Han shrugged his shoulders, "He walked in."

Fang Ziyu naturally wouldn't believe his nonsense, but he wasn't willing to get involved in this matter. "In a few days, your Miss Ye is going to marry someone else. Why don't you go take a look if you have the leisure?"

"Aren't you getting married soon?" Xu Han raised his eyebrows and retorted.

Unexpectedly, these words poked at Fang Ziyu's pain. She frowned and paused with the sweet potato in her hand. The expression on her face also became a little lonely.

"Don't worry, Lin Kai was beaten up by me today. He probably won't wake up before the Dao Discussion Conference." Xu Han hurriedly comforted. He was originally just joking, but he didn't want to see Fang Ziyu cry again.

Normally, Xu Han was accustomed to seeing her carelessness. Seeing her wronged appearance, Xu Han felt very uncomfortable.

"One day sooner or later, sooner or later, we will marry. What's the difference?" However, this kind of consolation was counterproductive. Fang Ziyu's head was lowered even deeper.

Seeing this, Xu Han smiled.

"You don't want to marry so much?"

"Nonsense." Fang Ziyu replied in a muffled voice.

"Then Brother Song told you to leave Linglong Pavilion a few days ago. If you listened to him, where would such a disaster come from?" Xu Han said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Fang Ziyu was stunned. She seemed to have recognized the meaning behind Xu Han's words. She looked up at Xu Han and said, "Didn't you always be locked in the small porch window? How did you know about this?"

"There is a saying that a scholar doesn't go out and knows about the world. How can I be more capable than a scholar?" Xu Han smiled.

Fang Ziyu naturally knew that Xu Han was fooling her with her nonsense, so she didn't take it seriously. '"You're amazing. That person surnamed Song is really confused. Luckily, I still treat him as a friend. Who knew that after joining Sikong Bai's sect, it would be like someone else. I met him at the gate of Jishi Prefecture that day and kept saying something. It would be a disaster for someone like me to stay in Linglong Pavilion. It would be better to leave early. I was so angry that I quarreled with him."

Hearing this, Xu Han raised his eyebrows and quietly asked, "Then what do you say?"

"What can I say? Of course I scolded him. This is everyone's Linglong Pavilion, not his Linglong Pavilion surnamed Song." Fang Ziyu straightened his chest and said arrogantly.

"Of course the Linglong Pavilion is not surnamed Song. Its surname is Sikong." Xu Han indifferently took over the conversation.

"What do you mean?" Fang Ziyu frowned and was very unhappy.

"Can't you really see? The Linglong Pavilion has long been blank." Xu Han said coldly as he looked at Fang Ziyu.

'"…"

Fang Ziyu immediately fell silent. After a few breaths, she looked at Xu Han and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"The current Linglong Pavilion has no meaning except to accompany it to its end. It doesn't seem…"

Before Xu Han could finish his sentence, Fang Ziyu interrupted him.

"I have been born in the Exquisite Pavilion since I was sensible. It has been nurtured by me. Now that it is in danger, how can I leave? My surname is Xu, who do you think I, Fang Ziyu, am?" At that time, the petite girl's eyes revealed a determination as firm as a mountain.

"I'm teaching you how to save Linglong Pavilion."

Xu Han's voice was lowered by him.

"Save? How?"

"The big tree will fall, decay from the inner decay."

"If you want to give birth to a new branch, only…"

"Break and stand!"

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