Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch

Chapter 591 We Are Really Strong

Fan Ruoruo was obviously a little shocked to receive Yamu's recognition. As the most sought-after talented woman in Kyoto, she also had some knowledge about martial arts masters.

After all, there are many fathers of noble ladies in Kyoto who have gained promotions and titles based on their martial arts skills.

And masters of this level at the ninth level are extremely rare even in Kyoto...

Thinking of this, Fan Ruoruo immediately changed his opinion of Ya Mu.

"Brother, since an old friend from Danzhou is here to visit, why is the general station here? It's better to invite Brother Mu Shi to the flower hall and let Ruoruo watch tea for brother and Brother Shi in person!"

Fan Xian smiled and said: "No need, Brother Mu will live in Fan Mansion for a while. I have already taken him to meet his father. Besides, with our friendship, there is no need to be so polite. Just treat him as me. Just come and treat me!"

Treat him like an older brother!
  Fan Ruoruo was stunned again, and then realized that the friendship between Yamu and his brother was actually more than polite.

By the time Fan Ruoruo came to his senses, Fan Xian and Yamu had already taken steps and walked past them.

"Sister, you saw it, this guy is so arrogant..."

Fan Sizhe looked at Fan Ruoruo's expression. Just as he was about to take the opportunity to discredit Fan Xian, Fan Ruoruo raised his hand and patted his head.

"Ah..." Fan Sizhe covered his head and said aggrievedly, "Sister, why did you hit me? Am I wrong?"

Fan Ruoruo said angrily: "How many times have I told you that my brother is your brother? You should respect him more. I know you and your aunt are worried that your brother will rob the family property. This kind of thing sounds ridiculous to me!"

"You have no idea what amazing talents my brother hides."

"There are great scholars who talk and laugh, but there are no white men when there are friends. This is what my brother said in the letter. Now you see, a childhood friend next to my brother is a martial arts genius who can practice to the ninth level."

"The ability to recognize people like this... go ahead and learn it!"

After saying that, Fan Ruoruo glared at him, turned around and walked towards her boudoir.

At the corner of the corridor not far away, Ya Mu looked at Fan Xian with a strange expression.

"Talk and laugh with ru, no contacts STOMATOLOGY?"

"Hehe~" Fan Xian smiled awkwardly and said, "It's a joke, it's a joke..."

……

……

The next morning, Fan Mansion's carriage moved smoothly along the street.

In the carriage, Ya Mu sat opposite Fan Xian, looked at Fan Xian and said, "You just went to the Royal Courtyard last night, and you asked me to look after you so that you could stay in the princess's boudoir. Oh my god, as a result, today, you have to go to Liujing River to drink flower wine..."

"Why drink flower wine!"

Fan Xian glared at Ya Mu, lowered his voice and said, "Didn't I tell you? The second prince invited me to the banquet - and why do you have to come with me? Don't say you haven't seen ancient brothels. thoughts."

"Not really."

Yamu glanced at him and said calmly: "Ruoruo invited me here."

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment when he heard this: "Ruoruo?"

He and Yamu are both modern time travellers. They have similar experiences and have the same views. Their communication is like meeting online friends, so they can become friends in just one day.

But what happened if Ruoruo?

Although this girl has become a semi-awakened new-age woman under his influence, she is still a lady at heart. How come she only chatted for one night and was good enough to ask Yamu to help monitor his brother?
  Fan Xian immediately became alert: "What did you talk about after dinner?"

Yamu looked at him strangely and said: "We didn't talk about anything. I just helped you fill in a few holes and finished telling the two-part story of the Condor Shooting..."

Fan Xian was still wary: "What else?"

Yamu shook his head: "No... I think it was the story of the Condor Shooting that made your suspicious sister finally confirm that I was your childhood friend, and her trust in me should have extended from you. "

Fan Xian doubted: "Is that so?"

Ya Mu said angrily: "What else?"

Fan Xian frowned and said, "Then why did she ask you to monitor me?"

"..." Yamu looked out of the carriage and said calmly, "I'm not monitoring you, I'm protecting you."

Fan Xian rolled his eyes: "Come on, this is Kyoto, and I'm going to the Second Prince's banquet. Who would take action against me at this time?"

"Brother Mu, don't worry, I'm very safe now!"

As he said that, Fan Xian suddenly paused and moved to Yamu's side in a sly voice, saying in a low voice: "But then again, I think Ruoruo does have a good impression of you, so why don't we kiss each other, It’s a great story…”

Ya Mu turned his head suddenly and looked at Fan Xian with a surprised face.

"You want me to be your brother-in-law?"

"Yes!" Fan Xian nodded calmly and said with a smile, "I have lived for more than ten years in this life and have raised such a sister. Her views on love and marriage are close to those of modern people. If she really marries Other men in this era will definitely not be happy, and I don’t worry about it, but Brother Mu, you are different..."

Yamu said quickly: "No, I'm not interested in your sister."

Fan Xian smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it's just feelings, just take it easy and it'll be fine!"

While they were talking, the carriage had already passed Wangchun Gate and arrived at Niulan Street.

Yamu knew the plot and immediately stopped talking to Fan Xian. Instead, he raised his hand and opened the car curtain, a coldness flashing in his dark eyes.

Fan Xian followed his gaze and looked out of the car. When he saw the familiar Niulan Street, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother Mu, you may not know that Guo Baokun, the son of the Minister of Rites, was put in a sack by me and beaten up here."

At this time, Yamu had dissipated the energy that blocked the sounds inside and outside.

The escort Teng Zijing, who was driving on his way, also heard Fan Xian's joke in the carriage.

He also laughed and explained: "There are not many residential houses in this place. There are only some shops that fell into disrepair many years ago, so they are nicknamed "Baimen Shop". On weekdays, no matter day or night, there are not many pedestrians. It can be said to be blocking the street. Best place to knock sap!”

Yamu glanced at him through the gauze curtain and said calmly: "It is also the best place to carry out an assassination!" Teng Zijing was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly and became more vigilant.

After arriving in Kyoto, Fan Xian's father gave him many guards. When traveling on weekdays, Fan Xian not only took Teng Zijing with him, but also often brought four or five guards of fifth grade or above along with him.

But today, for some reason, Fan Xian did not bring any bodyguards, and only took him as the driver.

‘Mr. Mu is right, this place is also convenient for blocking the street and assassinating people. ’

'It's really unwise for Fan Xian to only take me with him today...'

Teng Zijing thought this in his heart, and then he became very alert and alert to the surrounding situation.

"What do you say!"

Fan Xian smiled and was about to tease Yamu for his unfounded worries, when suddenly his nose twitched and he smelled an extremely faint sweet smell.

...It's picronine!
  Fan Xian was suddenly shocked.

As far as he knew, this picronine was a highly poisonous substance extracted from frogs, and Western barbarians liked to smear it on arrowheads.

The smell of picronine means that the ambushing archers are very close to them, causing the smell of picronine to drift into the carriage.

"Oops, there's an ambush!"

Fan Xian immediately grabbed the front window and shouted sternly: "Teng Zijing, change direction!"

Teng Zijing pulled the reins without hesitation, trying to make the horse turn around.

At this moment, the whistling sound of air currents suddenly came from the sky.

Teng Zijing looked up and saw a huge stone millstone being thrown in from outside the alley. With the howling wind, it hit the top of the carriage hard.

Seeing this scene, Teng Zijing's eyes were splitting. He turned around and threw himself at the window without hesitation, shouting:
  "Get off the carriage quickly!"

"What kind of car are you getting off from..."

Yamu's faint voice came from the carriage.

Teng Zijing felt a hand reach out from the car window, press it on his face, and push him back to his original position.

Then the roof of the carriage shattered instantly, and a figure jumped out from it, flying up and hitting the millstone with its kick.

In an instant, terrifying power was transmitted to the huge stone millstone, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Bam—"

The next moment, the air burst and violent winds rose.

The huge stone millstone roared out like an unloaded cannonball at a terrifying speed that pulled out afterimages. It instantly passed over the roof and smashed through the two archers who had just emerged.

By the time the millstone whizzed further away, the upper bodies of the two archers had disappeared.

Blood and pieces of flesh were scattered all over the ground, and the body with only half of its body left was shaking and falling downwards.

At the same time, more archers emerged from the roofs on both sides, quickly unfurling their bows and shooting arrows at the carriage.

"Shhhhh-"

A dense rain of arrows struck, and Yamu landed on the top of the carriage. He raised his head with cold eyes and looked at the archers.

The next second, surging air waves burst out from his body, forming air waves that burned on the surface of his body like flames, blowing all the whizzing arrows into chaos and scattering them in all directions.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Arrows landed on the streets, walls, and shops on both sides of Niulan Street.

But none of the arrows could break through the barrier of arrogance and hit the corner of the carriage.

"This... what kind of means is this!"

Teng Zijing stared at Yamu on the top of the carriage with wide eyes, feeling extremely shocked in his heart.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the carriage, grabbed him by the collar, and pulled him into the carriage behind.

Looking at Teng Zijing in front of him, whose clothes were disheveled and who looked a little stunned, Fan Xian breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you're fine!"

After finishing speaking, Fan Xian said with a smile: "I was shocked. I thought someone had mobilized an army to surround and kill them, but it turned out that there were only two or three kittens!"

"Old Teng, don't panic, sit here with me and watch Brother Mu show off his power!"

With that said, Fan Xian looked up at Ya Mu and said loudly: "Brother Mu, I leave it to you, no problem!"

Yamu glanced at Fan Xian and did not reply. He just waved his hand and caught five or six arrows. Then he threw them with his backhand. The arrows instantly broke through the air and pierced the foreheads of several archers on the wall.

"Brother Mu is mighty!"

Fan Xian clapped his hands vigorously and cheered loudly for Ya Mu. His handsome, womanly face was full of joy, without any trace of the embarrassment or panic in the original plot.

Ya Mu ignored Fan Xian and just repeatedly picked up the arrow and threw it backhand.

In just ten seconds, the arrow rain stopped completely, and all the archers were killed on the wall by Yamu in an understatement.

"……That's it?"

Sensing that the arrow rain had stopped, Fan Xian immediately jumped on top of the carriage and stood next to Ya Mu, looking in all directions with an extremely arrogant expression.

"Is there anyone else? Come out quickly!"

"With just a few people, you still want to assassinate me?"

"Don't you know that Brother Mu and I are invincible with our two swords together?"

(End of this chapter)