Although Zhan Feiyun got the news a little later than Shen Lian, he rode out of the city without anyone else, earlier than Dongchang's defense was deployed, and was not hindered.
Therefore, among all the people, he was the first to arrive at the Shantang.
The shrine was full of broken tiles and scratches. After Zhan Feiyun hesitated for a moment, he heard a sharp roar in the distance. Zhan Feiyun immediately turned his horse and rushed in that direction.
When Zhan Feiyun arrived, Lao Dao had already fallen to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. There was a little light shaking in the distance.
Zhan Feiyun took out a fire folder from his arms, dazzled it in the wind, threw it beside Lao Dao, and rushed past without stopping.
Zhan Feiyun knew that Lao Dao was in trouble. He risked his life to entangle the secret envoy. He was not a doctor. No matter whether Lao Dao was dead or alive at this time, stopping by himself would not help. On the contrary, he would be sorry for Lao Dao.
The emissary also heard the sound of horse hooves, and he instantly shrank behind a tree. In the darkness, he concluded that Zhan Feiyun was so far away that he couldn't see him, so he would wait for him to rush over and then run in another direction.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Feiyun rushed near him, neither approaching nor far away, and just walked in a circle. The emissary was very surprised. What was he doing?
Zhan Feiyun was actually aware of his own suffering. Both he and the emissary were injured, but judging from the previous two battles, he had almost no chance of winning in a one-on-one fight with the emissary.
So he clearly knew where the emissary was hiding, but he didn't dare to step forward and take action. It doesn't matter whether he lives or dies, but if he is beaten to death by the emissary, snatches his horse and escapes, then he will really die with his eyes open.
So he waited patiently for reinforcements, one more person, no matter if it was Zhan Yu or An Qingyue, they would be sure to fight to the death with the emissary, whether it was Zhan Yu or An Qingyue.
Zhan Feiyun kept walking in circles, and the emissary was very anxious. He knew that the old Taoist voice could be heard far away, and who knows what else might come after a while.
If it was An Qingyue and Zhan Yu who came, he would still have a chance. If it was Zhang Wuxin who came, he would have no chance of victory if these two people joined forces.
The question is why Zhan Feiyun identified this place and refused to leave. It was cloudy today with no stars or moon. He shouldn't have had the chance to see what he had hidden?
The emissary leaned against the tree in confusion, looking at the lines on the bark with boredom, considering whether he should take the risk and rush out, or continue to wait for Zhan Feiyun to leave. After all, fighting Zhan Feiyun cannot be determined by just a few moves.
Um? Why can I see lines on tree bark? In this dark night without stars and moon, I can't even see my own hands.
The emissary suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a green light behind his shoulders. He picked up his clothes and took a look, and he suddenly became furious.
The old man didn't know when he put phosphorus powder on the back of his shoulders!
The emissary is also an old man. He knows that this is a method used by many thieves to mark theft targets at night. Unexpectedly, the old man still carries this thing with him after not stealing for so many years!
The emissary ripped off his shirt, threw it on the ground, and rushed towards Zhan Feiyun.
When Zhan Feiyun saw that the emissary had discovered it, he knew that he could no longer pretend. He gritted his teeth, jumped off the horse, and slapped the horse's butt hard.
The horse received a heavy slap for no reason, neighed, fled, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.
The emissary didn't expect Zhan Feiyun to react so quickly, and was extremely annoyed: "Damn, you are quite clever!"
Zhan Feiyun said coldly: "I have been arresting various criminals over the years. No one knows the criminals' thoughts better than me. Now you have no horse to rob. If you want to escape, you have to kill me first."
The emissary chuckled: "Go back to Huo Zhezi, and we will go our separate ways! You are still young, why risk your life?"
Zhan Feiyun said proudly: "You can still say something like this after seeing my pair of gloves. It shows that your status in the White Lotus Sect is not high."
The secret envoy pondered for a moment and then smiled calmly: "I see, I thought the roots were all eradicated back then, but I didn't expect there were still people from the Gu family left.
I had long recognized the gloves, but I thought the treasure had fallen into the wrong hands. I didn’t expect you to be a descendant of the Gu family. "
As the emissary spoke, he looked around
Looking for an opportunity to escape, Zhan Feiyun moved his palms and blocked the emissary's path.
"Now that you know that I am a descendant of the Gu family, do you still expect me to be greedy for life and fear death and let you leave calmly?
If you want these gloves so much, kill me today and you can take them away! "
The emissary looked at Zhan Feiyun strangely, and suddenly laughed. In the laughter, his whole body moved across the darkness like a ghost. A pair of stainless steel tiger claws were already on his hands, grabbing Zhan Feiyun's throat.
"So until today, you still thought that the White Lotus Sect captured everyone in the Gu family just for these broken gloves made of black gold thread?"
Zhan Feiyun was stunned for a moment, but he had no time to think too much at this time. The two men were clawing back and forth, fighting fast.
Because the weapons of both of them are close to bare-handed, their main focus is on speed. At this time, they are desperate and fast, and they are even faster.
The secret envoy was like a dog that didn't bark, gritting his teeth and attacking with all his might, but Zhan Feiyun kept roaring as he moved. It's not that he has Bruce Lee's habit, but it's to provide location information to reinforcements that may arrive at any time.
The battle between Dongchang and Xiao Feng over there has also come to an end.
Zhang Yuan was very cunning. He knew that there were masters like Zhang Wuxin and An Qingyue in Xiao Feng's formation, and they would not be able to stop him. So from the beginning, he had people aim their firepower at the horses they were riding, and also arranged crossbows and arrows. Trip horse rope.
After a melee, there were no casualties on both sides, because after all, Dongchang and Jinyiwei did not dare to kill each other. However, the horses of Xiao Feng and others had all been killed, and even if they broke through the blockade of Dongchang, they could only walk.
Zhang Yuan's goal had been achieved. He blew a whistle, gathered the Dongchang fans, and shouted loudly with righteous indignation.
"With Master Xiao's support, not only the Jin Yiwei dared to use the sword on Dongchang, but even the police officers of Shuntian Mansion dared to use the sword on Dongchang!
Tomorrow I will give a long live memorial and ask if it is time for Dongchang to be abolished! "
Xiao Feng snorted coldly: "It's up to you! Zhang Wuxin, you are the best in Qinggong among these people. You run away first. Don't scatter the rest, come with me!"
When Zhang Wuxin arrived near the charity hall, he saw the faintly beating fire in the distance. When he heard that there was no movement in the charity hall, he ran straight towards the fire.
The old Taoist was lying on the ground. Zhang Wuxin checked his pulse and his heart sank. He took out the wound medicine he had brought with him from his arms. No matter how much it was, he pressed it all on the old Taoist's neck by the light of the fire. Then he looked up.
There was also a little fire in the distance. Zhang Wuxin put down his old ways and ran wildly. When they arrived, they realized it was Zhan Feiyun.
His arms and chest were also dripping with blood, but fortunately it was not his neck that was injured.
Zhan Feiyun smiled miserably and said, "Brother Zhang, I am incompetent and can't stop him. He just left in that direction.
If you chase him quickly, you should be able to catch him. As long as you chase him closely, he won't have a chance to hide. When Mr. Xiao arrives with his people, we can search carefully! "
Zhang Wuxin nodded, didn't waste any time, and chased directly in the direction pointed by Zhan Feiyun.
Although Zhang Wuxin's internal strength was strong, one of his legs was weak, so his footsteps made louder sounds when he performed Qing Kung Fu. The emissary heard it from a distance and secretly complained in his heart.
He had been fighting Qinggong with the old Taoist for a long time, and had gone head-to-head with Zhan Feiyun for hundreds of moves. At this time, he was at the end of his strength, and he could no longer compete with Zhang Wuxin.
Therefore, the emissary took advantage of his first-mover advantage and ran as fast as he could, constantly changing directions. Zhang Wuxin was chasing after him. He could see someone running from a distance, but the sky was too dark, and if they were looming, they would be lost if they were not careful.
At this time, Xiao Feng and An Qingyue had also chased Lao Dao. The fire beside Lao Dao lit up a new one. Zhan Feiyun, who was slightly injured, struggled back to Lao Dao and was pressing on his neck.
Xiao Feng looked at the blood on Lao Dao's body and the medicine on his neck, his face turned livid, and An Qingyue had already burst into tears.
Although he had already expected the old Taoist to be in trouble, Xiao Feng still felt like a ball of cotton was stuck in his chest when looking at the scene in front of him.
He knelt down and looked at Lao Dao's pale face. Lao Dao was still smiling at him, but there was some vague apology and pride in his smile.
One of Lao Dao's hands dropped to the ground, and the other hand was placed on his chest, as if he was about to take out something. Xiao Feng reached into his arms and took out a thick stack of paper.
Xiao Feng stuffed the paper into his arms and smiled hard at the old man. After all, he couldn't hold back the tears and fell down.
An Qingyue whispered: "Send the Taoist Master back, maybe, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope."
Xiao Feng nodded and said to Shen Lian: "Send the Taoist Master back, take my belt to Huang Jin, and ask him to find the best imperial doctor! Zhan Feiyun was also seriously injured, so we sent him back together. Bar. "
Shen Lian nodded and raised Lao Dao. Lao Dao opened his mouth at this time, as if he wanted to speak. Because his neck was scratched thoroughly, his words had a squeaky sound.
Xiao Feng lowered his head, put his ear to Lao Tao's mouth, and heard Lao Tao's very low voice: "Where can I find this medicine seller?"
Xiao Feng was stunned. The old Taoist's words had exhausted all the strength he had accumulated. After saying this, he passed out. Shen Lian quickly led others to carry the old Tao away.
Xiao Feng looked at the ground. Where Lao Dao was lying, there was a word on the ground dug out with his fingers, which read crookedly: "Chase".
Xiao Feng calmed down his agitated mood, squatted down, and carefully looked at the word "chasing" with the help of An Qingyue's newly lit fire.
As a rule, where the emissary will escape is his own business and no one else can ask. That's why the old man asked, where can I find this medicine seller?
But even so, Lao Dao and the emissary are not related, and the main responsibility for hunting down the emissary does not lie with him. The question he asked is still an invalid question.
Even if Zhan Feiyun was responsible for hunting down the emissary last time, Xiao Feng could only help him detect the collusion between the emissary and Yan Shifan. The key to whether they could catch it in the end was the Rouge sisters.
But it is impossible to specifically measure how to catch it and where to catch it. Because this kind of arrest relationship is only a work matter after all, and cannot be completely regarded as one's own business.
Thinking about it now, the information that could be calculated at that time might have something to do with the historical personal enmity between Zhan Feiyun and the Xiao family.
But Lao Dao's identity as a character tester at this time is extremely subtle. He originally had nothing to do with the emissary, but today, at this moment, he is the person with the closest relationship.
You have killed me, how dare you say that it has nothing to do with me?
I won’t let you go even if I’m a ghost. Do you dare to say that you have nothing to do with me? Tell me, am I qualified to ask?
But Xiao Feng desperately hopes that he can't read any information from this word, because the more it is like that, the more it proves that Tianshu believes that there is little relationship between the old Taoist and the secret envoy. The more that happens, the more it proves that the old Taoist will never die.
Therefore, when Xiao Feng couldn't help but speak, An Qingyue heard an obvious trembling sound, like a person desperately holding back his tears.
"The word 'chai' means "walk" at the bottom, and "dui" at the top (this character is not included in the input method. It is an ancient font, with the same pronunciation as "dui"). The word "dui" has the shape of a sail, and "dui" means to walk. The secret envoy wants to escape by boat."
An Qingyue was stunned: "By boat? This is not far from the Yinhe River, but the Yinhe River is so long, he could get on the boat at any position. Are we going to mobilize the boats to patrol the Yinhe River?"
Xiao Feng shook his head: "It's not far from the diversion river into the canal. By the time we notified the ship, either the ship had gone far away, or he had abandoned the ship and landed, making it difficult for us to find him.
The word "dui" is in the shape of "port", so he must board the ship at the pier. It seems that the time when he is going to escape has not been determined, so he cannot accurately agree on a time and let the boat wait in the river.
Instead, they were caught off guard and could only board the ship at the wharf where ships were usually reserved. There are two docks on the Yinhe River, and we will each go to one! "
An Qingyue hesitated for a moment: "The secret envoy's martial arts are extremely high. It's hard for us to win together. If we are separated, we really meet..."
Xiao Feng pointed at the remaining twenty or so people, including the Jin Yiwei and the Shuntian Mansion's detectives: "You and I will each bring half of them.
The emissary is also a human being. He has internal injuries. Today, he ran away with Lao Dao for a long time and fought Zhan Feiyun to death. I don't believe he can still fight! "
An Qingyue agreed and was about to leave when Xiao Feng suddenly stopped her and hesitated.
"If you see him alone when you get near the dock, take action. If there are three of you, come back quickly."
An Qingyue looked at Xiao Feng with wide eyes, Xiao Feng approached her and whispered: "The word "dui" has the shape of two words connected, so there are probably two people who answered him.
If I guessed correctly, the two are connected, and they should be the Rouge sisters. These two sisters are indistinguishable from each other, and I can't say whether they will sincerely help the secret envoy.
But remember not to take risks. If there are three people, retreat immediately. Come back and find Zhang Wuxin before continuing the chase! "
An Qingyue stared with an unconvinced expression, and Xiao Feng was furious.
"My life is uncertain, are you going to let me lose two friends in one night?"
An Qingyue's eyes turned red and she lowered her head: "I understand, I will listen to you."
Shen Lian led others to carry Lao Dao and supported Zhan Feiyun, and walked all the way to the capital. As they approached the city gate, Shen Lian's expression suddenly changed.
"There's a fire in the city? It's not just one place! How could there be so many fires at the same time?"
