Chapter 591 We Are Both Really Strong

Fan Ruoruo was obviously a little shocked to get Yamu's recognition. As the most popular talented woman in Kyoto, she also knew a little about martial arts masters.

After all, the fathers of many Kyoto ladies were promoted by virtue of their martial arts skills.

And masters of the ninth rank are extremely rare even in Kyoto...

Thinking of this, Fan Ruoruo immediately changed his mind about Yamu.

"Brother, since you are an old friend from Danzhou, why are you always standing here? Please invite Brother Mu Shi to the flower hall and let Ruoruo personally serve tea to you and Brother Shi!"

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

Treat him as a brother!

Fan Ruoruo was stunned again, and then he realized that the friendship between Yamu and his brother was not just a courtesy.

When Fan Ruoruo came to her senses, Fan Xian and Yamu had already walked past them.

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

Fan Sizhe looked at Fan Ruoruo's expression and was about to take the opportunity to discredit Fan Xian, but Fan Ruoruo raised her hand and patted her on the head.

"Ah..." Fan Sizhe covered his head and said aggrievedly, "Sister, why did you hit me? Wasn't what I said wrong?"

Fan Ruoruo said unhappily: "How many times have I said that brother is your elder brother, you should respect him. I know that you and aunt are worried that brother will rob the family property. This kind of thing is ridiculous to me!"

"You have no idea what kind of amazing talent brother has hidden."

"Talking and laughing with great scholars, and interacting with no ordinary people, this is what brother said in the letter. Now you see, a childhood friend of brother is a martial arts genius who can practice to the ninth level."

"This ability to judge people... learn it!"

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

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

"There are great scholars talking and laughing, and there are no unlearned people around?"

"Hehe~" Fan Xian smiled awkwardly, and said, "Excuse me, excuse me..."

……

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The next morning, the carriage of the Fan Mansion moved forward steadily on the street.

In the carriage, Yamu sat opposite Fan Xian, looked at him and said, "You went to the Royal Courtyard last night and asked me to keep watch for you so that you could be affectionate in the princess's boudoir. As a result, today, you are going to Liujing River to drink wine..."

"What do you mean by drinking wine!"

Fan Xian glared at Yamu and said in a low voice, "Didn't I tell you that it was the Second Prince who invited me to the banquet - and why did you have to come with me? Don't say you don't have the heart to see the ancient brothels."

"Really not."

Yamu glanced at him and said calmly, "It was Ruoruo who invited me."

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

He and Yamu are both time travelers from the modern era. They have similar experiences and the same values. Their communication is like meeting netizens, so they can become friends in just one day.

But what about Ruoruo?

Although this girl has become a semi-awakened new-age woman under his influence, she is still a lady at heart. How could she be so close to asking Yamu to help monitor her brother after just one night of chatting?

Fan Xian immediately became alert: "What did you talk about after dinner?"

Yamu looked at him strangely and said: "Nothing, I just helped you fill in a few holes and told you the story of the two parts of The Legend of the Condor Heroes..."

Fan Xian was still alert and said: "What else?"

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

Fan Xian doubted: "Is that so?"

Yamu said unhappily: "What else?"

Fan Xian frowned and said: "Then she asked Why are you spying on me?"

"..."Ya Mu looked outside the carriage and said calmly, "I'm not spying on 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 attack me at this time?"

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

As he said that, Fan Xian suddenly paused, approached Ya Mu slyly, and whispered: "But then again, I think Ruoruo really likes you, why don't we get closer, it can also be regarded as a good story..."

Ya Mu turned his head suddenly, looking 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 I have only raised such a sister. Her views on love and marriage are close to those of modern people. If she really marries other men of this era, she will definitely not be happy, and I am worried. But you, brother Mu, are different..."

Ya Mu hurriedly said, "No, I am not interested in your sister."

Fan Xian smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. As for feelings, we can get along slowly!"

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

Ya Mu knew the plot and stopped talking to Fan Xian immediately. Instead, he raised his hand to lift the curtain of the carriage, and a hint of coldness flashed in his dark eyes.

Fan Xian followed his gaze and looked outside the car. Seeing the familiar Niulan Street, he couldn't help laughing.

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

At this time, Yamu had already dispersed the aura that isolated the sounds inside and outside.

The guard Teng Zijing, who was driving on the road, also heard Fan Xian's joke in the carriage.

He also laughed and explained: "There are not many houses in this place, only some shops that fell into decline many years ago, so it got a nickname, called the Baimen Shop. On weekdays, there are few pedestrians, whether day or night, so it can be said to be the best place to stop people on the street and hit them with clubs!"

Yamu glanced at him through the gauze curtain and said lightly: "It is also the best place to commit murder and assassination!"

Teng Zijing was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly and became more alert.

After arriving in Kyoto, Fan Xian's father gave him a lot of guards. On weekdays, Fan Xian not only brought Teng Zijing with him, but also often brought four or five guards of the fifth rank or above.

But today, for some reason, Fan Xian did not bring any guards, but only brought him as a driver.

‘Mr. Mu is right. This place is also convenient for street assassination.’

‘It is unwise for Fan Xian to bring me alone today…’

Teng Zijing thought to himself, and then he was very alert and alert to the situation around him.

“What are you talking about!”

Fan Xian smiled and was about to tease Yamu for worrying too much, but suddenly his nose twitched and he smelled a very faint sweet smell.

…It’s bitter alkali!

Fan Xian was shocked.

As far as he knew, bitter alkali was a highly toxic substance extracted from frogs, and the Western Barbarians liked to apply it on arrows.

The smell of bitter alkali meant that the ambushing archers were very close to them, causing the smell of bitter alkali to drift into the carriage.

“Oh no, there is really an ambush!”

Fan Xian immediately grabbed the front window and shouted: “Teng Zijing, turn around!”

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

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

Teng Zijing looked up and saw a huge stone millstone thrown in from the alley, carrying a whistling wind and hitting the top of the carriage.

Seeing this, Teng Zijing's eyes were bloodshot, and he turned around and rushed to the window without hesitation, shouting:

"Get off the carriage!"

"What car..."

Ya Mu's faint voice came from the carriage.

Teng Zijing felt a hand stretched out from the window, pressed on his face, and pressed him back to his original position.

Then the roof of the carriage was instantly broken, and a figure jumped out of it, kicked the millstone with a flying kick.

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

"Bang——"

The next moment, the air exploded and the wind blew.

The huge stone millstone was like a cannonball, whistling out at a terrifying speed that left an afterimage, instantly swept over the roof, and smashed through the two archers who had just appeared.

When the millstone whizzed down farther, the upper bodies of the two archers had disappeared.

Blood and broken flesh were scattered all over the ground, and the bodies with only the lower body left also swayed and fell down.

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

"Swish, swish, swish--"

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

The next second, a surging air wave burst out from his body, forming an air wave that burned on the surface of his body like a flame, blowing all the whistling arrows into pieces and scattering them.

"Thump, thump, thump--"

One by one, the arrows fell on the streets, walls, and shops on both sides of Niulan Street.

But not a single arrow could break through the barrier of the air and hit a corner of the carriage.

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

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

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

Looking at Teng Zijing in front of him with messy clothes and a somewhat stunned look, Fan Xian breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm glad you're okay!"

After saying that, Fan Xian smiled and said: "You scared me, I thought someone had mobilized a large army to surround and kill them, but it turned out to be just two or three kittens!"

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

As he said that, Fan Xian looked up at Yamu and said loudly: "Brother Mu, I'll leave it to you, no problem!"

Yamu glanced at Fan Xian, without replying, just waved his hand casually, caught five or six arrows, and then threw them back, and the arrows instantly broke through the air and pierced the foreheads of several archers on the wall.

"Brother Mu is awesome!"

Fan Xian clapped his hands vigorously and cheered for Yamu loudly. His beautiful face, which looked like a woman, was full of joy, without any embarrassment or panic in the original story.

Yamu ignored Fan Xian and just repeatedly picked up arrows and threw them back.

In just ten seconds, the rain of arrows stopped completely, and all the archers were killed by Yamu on the wall.

"...That's it?"

Noticing the stop of the rain of arrows, Fan Xian immediately jumped onto the top of the carriage, stood beside Yamu, and looked around with an extremely arrogant expression.

"Are there any more people? Come out quickly!"

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

"Don't you know that Brother Mu and I are invincible when we join forces?"