"Young Master, my senior brother and I found Jiang Li twenty miles away from Shengjing City. He and several others were riding towards Shengjing City. The car was full of blood, and Jiang Xuanxin's life and death are unknown!"
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In a ruined temple sixty miles away from Shengjing City, a silver light broke through the roof and rushed in.

The silver dove dispersed with a bang, and a ghost jumped out and flew into the body of one of the old Taoists.

Jiu Laodao opened his eyes and said urgently: "Senior brother is trying to stop Jiang Li, but it is close to Kyoto and there are many pedestrians passing by. There may be other changes. Master, please make arrangements quickly to prevent unforeseen events."

"What, Jiang Li and the others actually escaped!"

Jiang Xuan Yao stood up suddenly and cursed angrily: "A bunch of useless trash, more than twenty people couldn't stop two little brats with mediocre skills!"

"Sir, when we passed that low mountain, we saw a lot of corpses. All the people you arranged are dead, and there was also a servant of the Marquis who was nailed to the carriage!" Jiu Laodao reported.

"What did you say?"

Jiang Xuanyao was startled, completely in disbelief. At this moment, Yalao, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, saw that the eight incense sticks in front of him suddenly went out at the same time.

"Senior brother is dead!"

Jiu Laodao stood there blankly, staring blankly as Ya Laodao's complexion gradually turned blue and his body stiffened. He screamed and collapsed to the ground, "Brother, you and I have been practicing hard in the mountains for fifty years, and finally achieved the divine manifestation."

, why did you just come out of the mountain and didn’t even go to the Jiaofang Division twice? Senior brother, you died here!”

Jiang Xuanyao's face was even uglier than death.

"There's no way Jiang Li has this ability. Who is meddling in other people's business?"

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"Young Master, I'm afraid the fifteenth Young Master may not be able to survive!"

As the sun sets in the west, the afterglow spreads over the earth, and the mysterious silver powder beside the official road is also plated into gold and floats all over the sky.

Chuchu took off his heavy snow deerskin clothes and covered Jiang Xuanxin, Yuemei, and Luoxue. The thin clothes shivered in the howling wind and snow.

Jiang Li glanced coldly at the silver powder floating in the wind, and quickly climbed onto the carriage parked on the side of the road.

He took off his leather jacket, tightly wrapped Chuchu who was shivering from the cold, stood in front of the car, and tightened the reins.

The maroon Dawan horse roared and rode away towards Shengjing City, which lay across the vast land in the distance.

The cold wind poured into the carriage, Jiang Xuanxin's energy was like a gossamer, Yue Mei, and Luo Xue's wounds were bleeding continuously.

Chuchu stuffed treasure pills into each person's mouth and gave them medicinal wine. Although it could temporarily relieve the three people's gradually cold bodies, it was not a fundamental cure.

The blizzard that lasted for half a month stopped early this morning, but the air became even colder.

Jiang Li galloped forward, and the cold wind blew up his blood-stained Confucian robe, like a red battle flag.

The Dawan horses raised by Zhenwuhou Mansion are all horses that are only one in a thousand. The four horses gallop in unison, and the sound of their hooves is like thunder, carried far away by the wind.

"Shengjing is the capital of our great Zhou Dynasty. Who can be so bold and rush to the city gate without slowing down!"

The entrance to the east gate of Shengjing City was bustling with people waiting to enter the city. When the thunderous sound of hooves came from afar, everyone was startled and looked back in surprise.

The generals and soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty who were responsible for guarding the city gate were on full alert, with their hands on their swords on their waists. The crossbowmen on the city gate also set up their crossbows, and the sharp arrows shone with brilliant luster in the sunset.

"I am Jiang Li, the fifteenth son of Zhen Wuhou Mansion. I encountered Beimang assassins outside the city. You must retreat quickly. I want to enter the city to save people!"

Amidst the howling cold wind, a large carriage rushed out of the wind and snow. The nearly eight-foot-tall Dawan horse was an extraordinary horse, with its long mane fluttering in the wind, like a red lion.

On the damaged carriage, a scholar covered in blood stood in front of the carriage. He held the reins in both hands, with a strong murderous aura rising, like a god and demon.

On one side of the carriage, there is a corpse of a servant of the Marquis who was nailed to the carriage. It had already been frozen into an ice sculpture in the cold wind.

"It's a carriage from the Marquis Wu Mansion, let it go quickly!"

At the city gate, a general wearing the brave armor of the Great Zhou Dynasty looked into the distance. After seeing the emblem of the Nu Qing Yunhu on the carriage and the Yunhu jade pendant on Jiang Li's waist, he gave the decisive order.

This carriage drove out from the east gate in the early morning and returned tragically at this moment. It must have encountered an accident outside the city.

Most of the roof of the car was damaged, and one man and two women could be seen seriously injured and unconscious. There was also a masked gangster whose legs were broken and his life or death was unknown.

"Here"

Under the city gate, hundreds of wolf-like soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty rushed out, driving away pedestrians and vehicles outside the city gate, and soon cleared a wide road.

Jiang Li drove his car through the wind and snow and rushed straight into the city, causing the people on both sides of the official road to look in surprise and talk about it.

"The young master of Zhenwuhou Mansion?"

"They encountered Beimang assassins outside the city? The Beimang people bullied them so much that they even killed them outside Shengjing City!"

"As expected of a descendant of the Zhenwu Marquis Mansion, a weak scholar can be so brave and resolute!"

"Let's go and take a look!"

Many good people rushed into the city and followed the carriage's tracks.

"Marquis Zhenwu is the leader of our Great Zhou Dynasty martial arts. Nothing can happen to his heirs. Send two hundred cavalry to escort them along the way!"

At the city gate, the general responsible for guarding the east gate waved his hand, and two hundred guards rode out.

"There are many famous doctors in Shengjing, but I don't know any of them, so I should go back to the Hou Mansion first. No matter what, Xuanxin is also Jiang Shirong's heir, and the Hou Mansion will never ignore it. It is important to protect his life first!"

Jiang Li drove quickly on the streets of Shengjing City and had no extra time to find out where the famous doctor was.

Every time Jiang Xuanxin is wasted, he becomes more dangerous.

The Zhenwuhou Mansion is located in the southeast corner of Shengjing City, less than ten miles away from the east gate.

The Dayuan horse galloped wildly, its body steaming with heat, as if a divine horse was riding on clouds. After running for three to five miles, Jiang Li could already see the tall tower of Yinwu Pavilion in Zhenwuhou Mansion in the distance.

"Fifteenth Young Master, the Marquis has ordered us to come and meet you!"

In the dark alley, dozens of figures ran out of the dark alley. Some of the faces were familiar and seemed to be the servants of the second lady Ning, but more of them were dressed in different clothes and had never been seen before.

"I was in danger outside the city. How could Jiang Shirong know that these people were sent by Jiang Xuanyao!"

Jiang Li pulled the reins, and the carriage changed direction and rushed into a narrow alley.

"Swish swish"

There was a violent sound of breaking through the air behind, and countless rocks flew from behind, hitting the back of the carriage, and sawdust flying.

"Jiang Xuanyao!"

Jiang Li clenched his fists tightly and struggled to swing the reins. On the roofs on both sides of the lane, figures jumped up and approached him quickly.

"I can't go back to Zhenwuhou Mansion, where else can I go for help!"

Driving fast in the lane, Jiang Li felt sad.

He is also Jiang Shirong's son, but he has been hated by his father since he was born. The cause of his mother's death is a mystery. The eldest lady is eyeing him and suppressing him in every possible way. Now Jiang Xuanyao has even driven the servants in the palace to chase and intercept him, leaving no way for him to survive.

"By the way, there is another place. Even if Jiang Xuanyao had ten courages, he would not dare to approach it!"
Chapter completed!