Chapter 139: Mysterious Painting

The moment the NanGong family's fine clothes and furnishings were spotted by these peddlers, they swarmed them like gold-hungry sharks. With so many trying to push their way forward, and only two gu...Fu Zi Mo remained impassive, only glancing coldly at the men behind Yun Tian Xi who held bows and crossbows. "I asked you before, do you remember Nai Qing Xian If you do, then you should know why I'm here."

"You! Who exactly are you to Nai Qingqian" Yun Tianxi's eyes flickered with a moment of panic when he heard him mention Nai Qingqian.

Fu Zi Mo shook his head. "This has nothing to do with you, but I remember Nai He Huan had a painting that ended up in your possession. Where did you hide it You should pray that this painting isn't burned in the fire. If you can't hand it over, I'll have no choice but to bloodbath Tian Ji Ge."

For a painting, he brazenly demanded to bloodbath the Tiangji Pavilion.

Qin Luoyan finally knew Fu Zimo's purpose for coming here. He had been planning for so long, even personally infiltrating Tianjiguan, just for a piece of information Who was Nai Qingqian exactly She sounded like a woman, and what was her relationship with Fu Zimo

A string of questions pressed against Qin Luoyan's chest, but she found no relief. Her face gradually paled. There was at least one thing she could be certain of, Nai Qingqian must have been an important person to Fu Zimo.

"You, you how do you know Nai Qingqian came to my Tiangijue" Yun Tianxi widened his eyes and looked at Fu Zimu, but unfortunately, such a look posed no threat to Fu Zimu at all. Moreover, it was clear that Fu Zimu had no intention of answering his question.

"Cut the crap and bring out the painting." Fu Zi Mo seemed to have lost his patience.

Yun Tianxi is the master of Tiangji Pavilion, how could he so easily compromise He raised his hand, and the over a hundred archers behind him drew their bows taut. "You think you can take me down with just these few people"

Fu Zimo sighed, “It really takes a coffin to make you cry.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people appeared behind the crossbowmen. And those people were also wielding repeating crossbows, identical to the ones in the crossbowmen's hands!

Yunti Xi looked at those repeating crossbows, and said in shock, "Impossible! This repeating crossbow was made by our Tianji Pavilion. So far, we haven't sold it to anyone. You couldn't possibly have it!"

"Nothing is impossible!" Fu Zi Mo let out a cold snort, suddenly pulling Qin Luo Yan into his arms, "This is also thanks to your Tianji Pavilion's good disciple."

Qin Luoyan hadn't expected that this repeating crossbow would one day be used in this situation. In fact, she was surprised herself. She had made the repeating crossbow for Fu Zimo, and it hadn't been long since then, but he had someone rush to make a whole batch of them. It seemed that the craftsmen he had taken under his wing were no ordinary people.

"Now, will you gamble the lives of everyone in Tiangji Pavilion for a single painting" Fu Zimu spoke, his gaze sharp as a blade. At some point, the pressure emanating from him had intensified once more.

Yuntan Xi seemed to be struggling, yet unwilling to concede easily. He looked around at his surroundings, seemingly already at a complete disadvantage. However, even so, there was no sign of compromise on his face.

"I've lost my patience," Fu Zimo said, making a gesture with his hand. Then the people behind him drew their swords and charged out.

Yuntai Xi reacted quickly and immediately ordered the crossbowmen to attack. Unfortunately, those crossbowmen were also wielding repeating crossbows, so the battlefield became chaotic for a moment. Yuntai Xi's men fell one after another, and his defeat seemed inevitable.

Just as a black-clad man's long sword was about to touch Yun Tianxi's throat, a group of people rushed out from behind the main house. Leading them was Yun Tianzi, followed by seven or eight others, two of whom were pressing down on Xiao Fan who was bound and tied up.

Xiao Fan looked over from afar, and when he saw Wu Yi and Qin Luo Yan being protected by the men in black in the middle, his face relaxed.

Yun Tianzi held a painting in one hand and Yun Tianqing's arm in the other. As he walked, he shouted, "Let my father go, or I'll throw this painting into the fire!"

At his side was a roaring fire, ready to consume the painting completely the instant he hurled it in.

He held up the painting, his gaze falling on Qin Luo'yan who was being embraced by Fu Zimuo. His eyes were filled with anger, "I never thought that bringing you into Tianjige would lead to today's situation. If I had known this beforehand..."

He didn't say what came next, but anyone could see the regret in his eyes.

Qin Luo'yan made no explanation, nor did she deign to explain. Yun Tianxi had killed Yue Ge Lao, which was a mortal feud. Even if Yun Tianzi were as kind as possible, she and he would never be friends in this lifetime.

Therefore, explanation is unnecessary.

Fu Zi Mo issued the command to cease, and everyone immediately dispersed. Yun Tian Xi's foot was injured in the chaos, and he limped towards Yun Tian Zi.

Yun Tianzi held the painting scroll and retreated step by step. Just as he was about to disappear from everyone's sight, he suddenly threw the scroll forward. Then, he opened some kind of mechanism, and the entire group of people vanished into thin air before everyone's eyes.

Fu Zimuo's men soon caught up, but they couldn't find Yun Tianxi and his companions in the courtyard. Someone picked up the scroll that had fallen to the ground and brought it to Fu Zimuo.

Fu ZiMo held the painting, a tenderness on his face that Qin LuoYan had never seen before. He didn't immediately open the scroll, only stroking the meticulously framed artwork. At the corner of the scroll, there was a line of tiny black characters.

Qin Luoyan only glanced at it, quickly seeing the word "Zi Mo". She was puzzled. Could this painting be done by him It would have to be so for him to identify it just from that single line of characters.

Fu Zimu pushed away Qin Luoyan, took the scroll and turned to leave under the protection of the black-clad men. This time, his direction was the exit of Tiangjigu.

"Lord Wang, has my eldest brother been found yet" Qin Luoyan grasped his sleeve stubbornly.

Fu Zi Mo seemed a bit impatient, "This is the Heavenly機 Pavilion, every place is set with killing formations. My men have prepared for so long, they also need to use surprise tactics to control the current situation. Do you think we have much time You think the hundreds of years of power in this Heavenly機 Pavilion is just a few hundred crossbows Now that we can still go out, if we're late, we'll be trapped like turtles!"

After finishing his words, Fu Zimu shook off Qin Luoyan's hand and strode away.

He was a bit too strong, Qin Luo Yan staggered back a few steps after being flung. Luckily, Wu Yi arrived just in time to steady her.

Wu Yi glanced back at the raging fire, choked up and said to Qin Luoyan: "The king is right! Now is not the time for us to act impulsively. I believe that my senior brother will definitely live on and wait for us!"

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