This broken mirror is big and round

"Nie Zhen," a hand pulled Nie Zhen vigorously, Qin Banditfeng panted slightly, apparently also looking for him for a long time in the confusion, "I am here."

Seeing that the hairband tied to his hand had been untied, Nie Xie breathed a sigh of relief and stuffed Jinglan, which had been taken away by him, into his arms, and squeezed his hand tightly without saying a word.

Then Nie Xuan didn't bother to cover up any more, and skillfully moved with one hand, and flipped flexibly with his wrists, Yan Ning's Yan Luosi, who made all the factions panic, froze suddenly.

Taking advantage of the stalemate between Yan Ning and Yan Ning, Nie Xuan turned his head, and was about to let Nie Youxuan, who was blocking the factions not far away, lead people to evacuate first, but his heart felt cold. The sharp arrows fell like raindrops in an instant.

When he raised his head again, he felt his fingers loosen, and the force of the stalemate with him suddenly disappeared. Under the protection of several masters, Yan Ning had left the tightly surrounded place.

Numerous sharp arrows piercing through the air filled his ears, Nie Xuan pulled Qin Banditfeng to dodge together with his true energy, and his thoughts gradually became clear.

He suddenly recalled the dilapidated Duan Mansion that night, and the Tianyao Villa, which was exhausted, to Zhanyuepo, where almost all the important figures from all the aristocratic families and sects gathered.

He always felt that since he came down from the mountain, there was a pair of hands secretly promoting all these things. He didn't know the other party's intentions. At first, he thought that he was simply trying to get him involved in the past, but now, it is clear that he was using his hands to first bring the two families together in recent years. The forces that are becoming more and more emerging will be destroyed, and then they will take advantage of today's farce to wipe them all out.

The ultimate driving force behind this, apart from the mysterious woman Shen Xi said, is already self-evident.

Once the crime of murdering the prince is convicted, everyone present will be the same as he was 12 years ago, or even worse.

Nie Xuan never imagined that Yan Ning, who was only a teenager, could really hide his scheming so deeply, and use such cruel methods to push everyone to a dead end.

Not only was he deceived by Yan Ning's youthful appearance, but even He Jiangyin didn't have any doubts?

Nie Xuan subconsciously looked around again, but he couldn't see He Jiangyin's figure for a while, but he remembered that He Jiangyin had reminded himself that Yan Ning was far less innocent than the surface.It's a pity that Nie Zhen could hear at that time that He Jiangyin's words were not about shamelessness and vigilance, but about helplessness and... pity that Yan Ningsheng had changed beyond recognition at a young age in the emperor's house.

Nie Zhen didn't know why he and Yan Ning met, but judging from the brief encounter that night, He Jiangyin treated him somewhat differently.Unexpectedly, He Jiangyin, who had been outstanding for half his life, was swayed by this rascally rascal who made him helpless—and who loved him so much all day long.

While retreating from the steady stream of sharp arrows in front of him, Nie Zhen was vaguely worried about He Jiangyin, because if this matter is really pursued, He Jiangyin, as the master of the four directions, must be the first to bear the brunt.In other words, what Yan Ning really cut off this time was actually He Jiangyin's wings.

And just when he was restless, the number of sharp arrows whistling in front of him suddenly decreased, and there was an obvious commotion in the forbidden army in the distance.

"Presumptuous!" A thick and eager roar rang out, and the commander of the forbidden army who was standing right in front of the team shouted loudly in the direction that caused the commotion, "He Jiangyin! Don't let His Highness Jiu go yet!"

Hearing this, Nie Zhen was shocked and walked forward a few feet. Through the layers of black armor, he really saw He Jiangyin standing firmly in the center of the open space where several guards fell at some point, with his palm tightly clasped around Yan Ning's throat. .

Nie Xuan was slightly taken aback.

No wonder I couldn't see him just now.

Naturally, other people in the arena also saw this strange scene, and when they heard the commander shout out the word "Ninth Highness", their expressions all changed, as if they had just regained some sense from their confusion.

"May I ask you, Lord Jun, I'm waiting here to encircle and suppress He Yunshang, the demon leader 12 years ago. I've never seen His Royal Highness before, so why do you want to mobilize people to besiege us?" A group of elders couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Master Jun is here again!" Why do you want to protect the devil? Keep claiming that he is His Highness the Ninth Prince?"

"Hey," the other party immediately retorted in a rough voice, "You guys, together with He Yunshang, murdered the Ninth Prince, and the evidence is conclusive. Where did Xiaoxiao dare to argue!"

After finishing speaking, the commander turned to He Jiangyin again: "He Jiangyin, if you don't let go, all the hundreds of people in Hejiabao will be buried with you!"

"He Yuzhu!" A voice sounded from the crowd, "What the hell is going on! The person in your hands is really... the Ninth Prince!?"

"what……"

A mocking laugh suddenly came from He Jiangyin's invisibility, perhaps because of the sudden tightening of He Jiangyin's palm, Yan Ning said hoarsely: "You have been tricked, and you call him Yuzhu He one by one. People have opened their eyes."

Saying that, Yan Ning simply took off the blindfold, with a pair of intact almond eyes and a smile that didn't match the atmosphere at the moment, under the astonished eyes of everyone, he raised his hand and pointed at Nie Xuan again.

"He is He Yunshang."

"..."

The air froze instantly.

Nie Xuan turned a blind eye to the familiar gazes cast on him one after another. He just frowned and stared at He Jiangyin, not daring to think about the result of his actions.

Although he hasn't been able to let go of what He Jiangyin did 12 years ago, but seeing He Jiangyin use the worst strategy now, his whole heart is really suspended, and he is shrouded in a strong sense of anxiety.

But He Jiangyin didn't wait for the crowd to continue questioning, and finally spoke to the commander of the forbidden army in a deep voice.

"Today's matter is all planned by me alone. If I let the others go, I will arrest myself without hurting... the Ninth Prince."

After He Jiangyin's inadvertent pause, the original perverse smile in Yan Ning's eyes stopped suddenly, and was soon replaced by a sly look.

Nie Xuan was completely cold-hearted, and He Jiangyin made it clear that he didn't leave any way out for himself.

Does he not want to live?

"Boldly—"

"Okay."

But he didn't want to, the leader and Yan Ning responded at the same time.

"Your Highness?" the commander of the imperial army asked in surprise.

He Jiangyin obviously didn't expect it, and the palm that clasped Yan Ning's throat loosened slightly.

"It's not that I can't let the others go." Yan Ning laughed, paused, and continued, "However, He Yunshang... has to stay."

He Jiangyin froze in place again.

"My request is not too much, is it?" Yan Ning raised his eyes and glanced at the people who were obviously active, and said crisply, "This He Yunshang—oh, now he is cast under Wenqing's door, and his name has been changed to Nie Xuan."

Deliberately mentioning Nie Youxuan, Yan Ning smiled: "Master Nie has always distinguished good from evil, presumably he doesn't know about it?"

"Those who don't know are not guilty," Yan Ning said to himself, "I think you were all deceived by He Jiangyin and fell into this place. I don't care about you, but this Nie Xuan, I can't keep it anymore. I will take it for you. He took it back together, do you have any objections?"

"..."

Discussions from all factions gradually sounded, and the attitude was obvious.

"What?" Seeing that He Jiangyin hadn't spoken for a long time, Yan Ning spoke again, with clear words, "I've retreated to such a point, you, the Master of the Quartet, still want to save your brother's life, regardless of everyone's life or death?"

"Then you can kill me, big deal, everyone will die here today."

As Yan Ning's words fell, the voices of the factions rose in an instant.

"He Jiangyin! Why are you so indiscriminate between black and white! In vain I have followed you for many years, I believe you are open-minded and upright!"

"With your hesitation, are you still worthy of your conscience and the old Castle Master of the He family?"

"You are not worthy to be my Master of the Quartet!"

"Bah! Not only did he protect his little devil brother, but now he's playing tricks on us, and he's also a bullshit Sifang Master!"

"..."

The noisy abuse became more and more unbearable. Nie Zhen never thought that such a similar situation would one day fall on He Jiangyin's head. Clenching his fists, he looked at He Jiangyin from afar.

He Jiangyin remained motionless, with his lips tightly pursed, showing no sign of compromise.

And when he finally met Nie Zhen's eyes, Nie Zhen's heart was touched, and he instantly understood his burning meaning.

What He Jiangyin probably wanted to tell him was——

I didn't do it on purpose...to hurt you so far again.

Nie Xuan suddenly realized that no matter what happened 12 years ago, it is difficult for him to remain indifferent now.

Just when Nie Xuan was calm and about to speak, Qin Banditfeng, who had been silently watching him for a long time, made a sudden move.

A mace galloped past, and in the blink of an eye, it penetrated the bun on the head of the person who cursed the loudest at the moment, dragged him all the way, and nailed him to the trunk behind him.

"Shut up."

Qin Banditfeng said with a blank face, and the other hand refused to let go of Nie Zhen from the beginning to the end.

"Brother," he said calmly in the really quiet arena, "Nie Xuan and I will stay together."

"..."

Nie Xuan raised his head and glared at him——

Who is your big brother?What are you yelling when you are so serious?

After staring at him, Nie Xuan thought about it seriously, and said to He Jiangyin himself.

"He, his brother-in-law, let them go, I don't want to die with them, they are too noisy."