Li Danxin didn't say anything, walked out directly, and then closed the door.
"Brother Li." Outside, the military doctor stood in front of Wu Chuancheng and was reporting.
"Brother Li, how are you? The money was not wasted, right? Don't worry, I will send the girl out of the city and go directly to Nanjing Hospital later. Is that interesting?" Wu Chuancheng laughed.
Li Danxin nodded, then walked to the person who injured Zhao Qingshui and looked down at him.
The man was also looking at Li Danxin. He was relieved when he heard the news that the woman survived.
"I.."
A flash of sword light flashed, and the demon sword Snow Lotus had been withdrawn.
Before the man finished speaking, his head fell off.
"Killing without staining blood, what a great knife!" Wu Chuancheng looked at the demon sword Xuelian and exclaimed.
"Come here, escort the girl all the way to Nanjing Hospital!" Wu Chuancheng turned to the military doctor next to him and said.
"Yes! Tuanzuo!" Several soldiers agreed and then walked into the room.
A moment later, Zhao Qingshui, who was already asleep, was carried on a stretcher, covered with a quilt, and headed towards the military off-road vehicle parked outside Fenglou.
The car roared and left here directly.
"Brother, thank you!" At this time, Li Danxin was completely relieved and said to Wu Chuancheng.
He believed that a soldier on the battlefield or a lieutenant colonel officer would not be able to do anything to a weak woman. Such a small-minded person would not be able to do it now.
"An Xin, this place is very close to Nanjing. It can be reached in two or three hours. By the way, are you interested in joining the army?" Wu Chuancheng looked at Li Danxin with appreciation and said.
Li Danxin shook his head: "I'm used to freedom and can't stand restraint. I appreciate my brother's kindness."
"It's a pity." Wu Chuancheng patted Li Danxin on the shoulder, and then left here with the military doctor. He didn't know what he was regretting.
Li Danxin walked out of Fenglou, looked at the sky, and cursed: "You bastard of the world."
After scolding him, he smiled mockingly to himself. This was just a spiritual scene. What could he be more serious about? Besides, more people must have died in his own hands than the man who was killed just now.
You are not a good person, right?
He held the demon sword Snow Lotus, rubbed his face, put Zhao Qingshui's affairs behind him, and then returned to the restaurant.
"Hurry up, get some cloth! Wipe up the blood, it's bad luck!" After seeing Li Danxin leave, the manager of Fenglou asked the boys to start cleaning up the blood on the floor.
After Li Danxin returned to the restaurant, he opened the door and went in. Then he was surprised to see that Mr. Lanxiang was not eating, but lying on the table, looking at the map he had drawn and looking at it carefully.
"Oh, how are you? Is that girl okay?" Lan Xiangjun heard the voice and raised his head and asked.
Li Danxin shook his head: "It's okay."
"Okay, let's have a good rest in the afternoon. We have something to do tonight."
Lan Xiangjun nodded, she pointed to the bed and said, "There is only one bed, how can I sleep on it?"
"Just sleep like this." Li Danxin was really tired. He hadn't rested since he arrived at Maoshan City. He had been observing the city's luck for several hours in the morning. At this time, he lay on the bed and fell asleep.
After a while, the sound of even breathing came over, making Mr. Lanxiang feel helpless.
She looked around the room but couldn't find a suitable place to sleep. Finally, she climbed onto the bed, covered her head with the quilt, and started to sleep.
After sleeping until the sky turned dark, Li Danxin slowly woke up.
He stood up and turned around to look at Lanxiang Jun, who was still sleeping next to him. He didn't bother him, but walked to the window and looked outside.
Outside, there was singing and dancing, the Feng Tower in the distance was brightly lit, and the pedestrians on the street looked pretty good, and nothing strange happened.
Did you guess wrong? Or the calm before the storm?
No matter what it is, you can't change your plan. It's nothing more than a choice between the first and second plans.
Li Danxin turned around and walked out of the room, asking the restaurant to cook a few dishes to supplement her nutrition for tonight's night battle.
Braised tiger penis, charcoal-roasted elephant legs smeared with ambergris, stewed old hen with Ganoderma lucidum, bird's nest and golden candied fruit soup.
Four ordinary dishes compared to these meals, plus small buns stuffed with royal jelly. As soon as the food was served, Lan Xiangjun opened his eyes.
"Well... I had a good sleep this time." Lan Xiangjun murmured while looking at the food on the table.
"Eat quickly, and then fight all night tonight. I guess this is the last meal we will eat in this world." Li Danxin swallowed a bun in one mouthful, took a sip of soup, and said to Lord Lanxiang.
Lanxiang Jun nodded when he heard this, washed his hands and face, then started eating and drinking with a bun in one hand, which made Li Dan feel convinced.
After the meal, he started digesting as usual, then Li Danxin took out the map he drew, checked it again and said: "Follow the compiled order, let's find them one by one!"
Lord Lanxiang looked serious and nodded seriously.
The two put on black clothes and began to make preparations.
Then Li Danxin wiped the demon sword Snow Lotus, carried the demon-killing heavy sword and peach wood sword on his back, and waited for most people in the city to fall asleep.
Mr. Lanxiang was lying on the map, biting his nails and frowning, thinking about the retreat route.
"Boss, what if we find these ten people but still haven't found the Maoshan seal?" Lan Xiangjun suddenly raised his head and asked.
Li Danxin's face turned dark. He knew that this girl's words were good but not bad.
"Xiangjun, don't talk tonight, just listen to my command."
"Okay." Lan Xiangjun seemed to have remembered something and quickly nodded obediently.
When the time came to twelve o'clock in the evening, Li Danxin held the demon sword Snow Lotus and said in a deep voice: "Let's go! Go to the first target first."
Lord Lanxiang was shocked, stretched out his hand, and a black cloth flew over them, covering the two of them, blocking the cold light of the weapons, and then flew towards the west of the city.
To the west of the city, in a big house.
Five burly men wearing black clothes, with swords on their waists and solemn expressions stood in a row, looking at the houses in front of them, waiting quietly.
The mansion was huge, but at this time, the rest of the place was dark and quiet, except here it was a little lively.
"Squeak..."
The door in front of him was opened, and then a young man with a face like a crown jewel, wearing a golden dragon-patterned coat, and a gorgeous jade pendant around his waist came out.
His expression was indifferent and his temperament was overwhelming. He glanced at the five men in front of him and said, "How is the matter?"
One of the men in black took a step forward, knelt on his knees, and said: "Your Majesty, it has been found out that Maoshan Zhenzhang is in the city! We have locked down a few specific people, and we will take action tonight."
The young prince nodded: "So, don't let me down again. Maoshan Zhenzhang has great fortune. Only by getting it can our Qing Dynasty have a chance to restore the country. When the time comes, you will all be heroes of our dynasty, with high officials and generous salaries, and blessed descendants." That’s it.”
The remaining four men in black knelt down suddenly and said solemnly together with the people in front: "I am willing to devote my whole life to the Qing Dynasty, and I am willing to serve the prince as the head of the horse and the saddle of the horse!"
"Go." The young prince waved his hand, then turned around and planned to walk inside.
"Boom!"
There was a muffled sound, and the young prince turned around in confusion.
I saw a young man wearing black tights, tall and tall, holding a long sharp knife in his hand, and two swords on his back, looking at him sharply.
The moonlight was like water, and the man's murderous intent was surging.
