Looking at the dust and hair on his palms, he was stunned. After a long time, a tear fell heavily.
Seeing that he seemed to be calmer, Dongfang Shiming quickly stepped forward and grabbed his elbow: "It's in vain for you to blame yourself here. If you have such strength, why not take some practical actions?"
Fu Yunge stood close behind Dongfang Shiming. Although he knows Xi Zishi's true intentions, there is no guarantee that he will not be impulsive.
Xi Zishi was as stunned as a stone sculpture. He didn't move at all, and even the ends of his hair seemed to be hung with bricks, not shaking at all.
The solemnity in the air did not last long. Xi Zishi's voice came again: "What action? Do you want to persuade me to rebel?"
Dongfang Shiming hesitated. But when he saw the bright eyes directed at him through his messy hair, he couldn't bear to cover it up with clever words. After thinking for a moment, he nodded silently.
However, at this moment, a biting chill brushed across Dongfang Shiming's cheek.
After a while, the Jiuche Xiaoying army surrounding the mountain suddenly heard a huge earthquake coming from the horse market.
The blood mist shrouded the place, and it was already the fourth watch. Many people rushed there sleepily, but they were still dizzy.
When the first batch of security forces arrived, they saw fierce fighting sounds coming from the rooftops in the distance of the horse market.
Under the night sky, in the blood mist, the figures of the three people were confused, like stars hanging out of place. Fu Yunge pulled Dongfang Shiming to dodge between houses, and at the same time ran away quickly.
"Be careful!" Seeing a rain flower stone chasing after him, Fu Yunge was shocked and immediately lowered Dongfang Shiming's body, letting the stone fly past the clothes around his waist, and survived.
During the time Dongfang Shiming was in Jiumeng, his martial arts were not without improvement. Although he was out of breath as he ran away, he could barely hold on. He dodged left and right, and the two of them had already run a long way.
Seeing that the row of roof tiles in front of him had reached the end, Fu Yunge looked at the opposite roof, raised Dongfang Shiming's arm, and shouted: "Jump!"
The distance between the two roofs is really not short. Dongfang Shiming took a deep breath and jumped out immediately.
The moment his heels left the tiles, Xi Zishi's attack came like a dense rain from behind.
Fu Yunge gritted his teeth and drew his sword to block. "Dang-dang" made several crisp explosions, and Fu Yunge fell back again and again, his palms extremely sore and numb.
At the same time, Dongfang Shiming had climbed to the other side. Seeing that Fu Yunge was in danger, he quickly opened his fan to save him.
Even with a ray of silver light, the ball danced into a flying flower in mid-air, leaping across the chasm at both ends and cutting through the speeding Yuhua Stone.
Fu Yunge saw the right opportunity, gathered all his strength, and jumped towards the opposite side. The whirling silver fan followed closely behind. Fu Yunge grabbed his right hand and firmly held the flying fan.
Dongfang Shiming reached out to hold Fu Yunge from the opposite side, and the two of them were lucky. Looking at Xi Zishi who was about to chase behind them, the two of them did not dare to let down their guard at all.
However, at this moment, the footsteps of reinforcements came from the streets under the house.
"They...are there. You guys, chase after them quickly!" Xi Zishi raised his halberd finger and ordered to the troops below.
Although the soldiers were operating in the middle of the night, they liked chasing and killing the most, so they immediately cheered up when they heard the order.
Dongfang Shiming and Fu Yunge looked at each other and immediately ran into the distance. The noise of soldiers and armor clashing could be heard below, and a group of pursuers immediately followed the two men's footsteps and chased them away.
The noise quickly dissipated. On the roof of the original place, Xi Zishi was left alone, standing silently, with the evening breeze blowing from his sleeves.
Despising the distant sky, he raised his hand and grabbed a handful of misty blood mist, and couldn't help but sigh.
Being here, he felt very emotional. But now is not the time for him to sigh. His mind is gradually clearing up, and he has to prepare to do something serious.
On the other side, Dongfang Shiming and Fu Yunge camped in the streets and alleys, going around and around, trying to throw off their pursuers.
"There are about thirty people behind, and there may be more." Dongfang Shiming turned his head and glanced back.
Fu Yunge nodded: "They are not easy to mess with. Let's avoid conflicts."
The two decided again to do the same trick as before. After running out of a narrow alley, their eyes lit up and they immediately ran away.
Upon seeing this, the soldiers who followed immediately divided into two teams in an orderly manner, and pursued them separately without slowing down their pace.
Fu Yunge couldn't help but frown as he heard the wind blowing by his ears and the footsteps chasing after him.
With these numbers, I might be able to say that it is okay, but I don’t know if Dongfang Shiming is safe. He had to get out as quickly as possible and then go back to support him.
After making a decision, Fu Yunge immediately started thinking. There were more than a dozen pursuers with good martial arts skills behind him, and he didn't know if more people would be chasing him. He had to try to preserve his strength as much as possible.
Suddenly, he saw a closed shop next to him, with a narrow door plaque hanging on it.
With a plan in mind, he immediately exerted all his strength, kicked his legs in the air, and his body climbed up like a light flying swallow.
He quickly climbed up the high wall outside the store and jumped in. The door of the shop was connected to the main hall by a narrow courtyard. Fu Yunge ran over and found that the wooden shop door was not locked.
Feeling happy in his heart, Fu Yunge hurriedly opened the door and was about to enter when he heard the pursuers trying to climb over the high wall behind him.
"How can I let you get what you want?" Fu Yunge sneered in a low voice, ran back in two steps, drew his sword and scratched randomly at the edge of the high wall.
Pieces of gravel were chipped away, and the pursuers who were about to climb in were so frightened that they threw their heads up and fell down the wall.
The pursuers who followed them also saw the sword light inside the wall, like pieces of snowflakes, flickering behind the tiles.
Since they could not jump over the wall and enter, they were smart and immediately swarmed to the closed door, intending to break in.
Fu Yunge was inside the wall and heard the noise outside the door, so he squeezed to the front of the door. He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ran back to the house quickly.
Someone was holding a torch, and two strings of dim lanterns were hung outside the shop door. The light illuminated the crowd of heads in front of the door, and at the same time, it also dimly illuminated the narrow plaque red.
"Zhenghong Bufang".
Although there was a solid iron door outside, the two doors were soon violently pushed down by the crowd.
The painfully torn door bolt made a "rattling" sound, but was finally smashed to the ground.
As soon as the door was pushed open, people immediately poured in like a tide. The iron gate on the ground was riddled with holes and uneven, and became a stepping stone for them to step on.
Everyone ran to the wooden door of the main hall. The first two people immediately wielded their weapons to chop, and within two strokes, the wooden door was reduced to firewood.
But just after the two wooden doors were in pieces, the dark main hall behind the door suddenly enveloped everyone's features.
