"The owner of the manor, I found out that this family is from Hangzhou. The man is named Jiangning and the woman is named Wang Ruoyan. There are two friends who have come to Jinling before the New Year. Sister Yiyi came to Jiangning for a special trip. The rumor is that because of Jiangning's talent, the woman named Wang Ruoyan opened a Jinling No. 1 hot pot restaurant. The house belongs to Sister Yiyi. It should be a partnership, but why it has become like this now? You still need to find Jiangning to know." Zhao Xing told the woman in the yard. This is the information he has at present. It is really not easy to be able to ask these in half a day.

"Is there no portrait?" the woman asked coldly.

"Yes, but it's not very similar. Du Qian is a good move, but if he wants to draw, it will be a bit difficult for him." Zhao Xing shrugged.

"The owner of the manor, the little beggar outside the door gave a letter, saying that it was for you, but I caught him but he ran away." A swordsman ran in from outside the door and handed the letter in his arms to the woman with both hands.

The woman took a look and then said, "Go, go and catch people, tell me, be careful, don't hurt you, and be alive..."

Zhao Xing was very surprised. Since he was going to arrest people, how can he not be injured? Could it be that he still can provide for him? But the woman spoke without thinking too much, and called out twenty subordinates and followed the woman along the street and hurriedly.

The woman wore a hat and covered her face with a veil. After walking for a quarter of an hour, she came to a villa outside the villa. The east wall of the villa was facing the street. The other three sides were all hutongs, with the main entrance closed. She said that she was only three pieces, three out of nine rooms and a large courtyard. She said that she was small but said that she was a square acre.

"I can keep you safe from the people inside. If we go in, it's hard to say." The woman shouted to the villa: "I know who you are. If you wait for them to come, you will not have such good luck."

She could see the chapter of this letter clearly. It was a private chapter of Ningshan Mansion, so the information must be accurate. Since the information has been sent out, she was the first to know it. However, once the news spread, she would not be able to decide what happened next. After all, there were not many people behind her who could protect it. Although the people behind her were from Zhujian Villa, they were also from Manichi.

"Wow..." The vermilion door was opened directly after a moment of silence. Four gorgeously dressed young men held long swords and slashed at Zhao Xing and others without saying a word. The speed was so fast that it was almost in the blink of an eye.

"Dang..." When the two weapons collided for the first time, everyone was attracted by the speed of the four people. With the long sword swing, the four people formed a small team and forced everyone down the steps from the door.

Before Zhao Xing could react, he saw four people rushing out of the door, with a woman behind him. The woman was covered with a veil and was raised left and right. He quickly climbed down the steps and headed towards the north. Four people followed behind him, with a long sword in his hand, and no one was interested in fighting.

"Chasing..." The woman shouted loudly, Zhao Xing fired a shot and retreated, then moved quickly under his feet, followed the owner of the manor, and chased the nine people who had fled.

More than a dozen good men behind him flicked a shot and followed him, but how could the four people who came out to intercept him let them leave? In a moment, they had already bullied themselves and chopped a good man to the ground with one knife. The two around him were killed again, and they were killed in an instant. The dozen people turned around and turned around, and the swords and guns collided, fighting together, and the remaining twelve people did not look back and continued to chase.

Even though the eight people were already rushing to the road, they were still slightly slower than those of the Yujian Villa. In just four or five interfaces, three melee had broken out. Three people were lost in front of the sword villa, and two people in front of the sword villa were broken. The four people in front of him turned into formation, and they arrived at the back, and the two behind him went to the front to open the way.

From time to time, tragic sounds erupted in the alley. Every time the collision of weapons would dissipate with more and more fighting and insults, like a drop of water that had completely broken out in the already turbulent sea, making it look particularly insignificant.

"Your Highness, you go first..." A man wrapped his horizontal knife in his hand with cloth, turned his head and blocked the exit of the alley directly.

We have already left the alley, and the street is ahead. After crossing the street, we are walking forward to the pier. There are still four people left. It should be easy to grab a small boat. As long as we get on the boat, we can go out of the city along the Qinhuai River, and at least there is a glimmer of hope.

Before the woman could speak, she was directly raised. Her arms were hurt. The original mink cloak had already fallen, and the gauze scarf on her face was half hanging down, and her face turned pale.

Why was it exposed? Who was the person chasing her? Why was it different from others? She didn't have time to think about these things, nor did she have time to think about the Manichaeism entering the city, but she didn't expect that it would move so quickly, and the defenders and prefects were so vulnerable.

She had encountered such a situation once, but this time it was even more dangerous, because the enemy was about to rebel, and she couldn't even imagine what the situation would be if she fell into the hands of the Manichaeism.

"So here... don't leave..." A man tightened the reins and blocked his way.

"Zhang Jian, don't meddle in other people's business." The woman shouted loudly, and her feet moved, and she was about to catch up. Unexpectedly, the guard behind her waved a long sword in her hand, which was extremely fast and was a first-class expert. She took the sword of the owner, and retreated suddenly, but she still held the exit.

"I'm meddling in other people's business? Haha, the news I got made you take the lead. Master Ning, this is your fault..." Zhang Jian waved his hand, and thirty people behind him blocked the way, surrounding the woman and four guards in the middle of the long street.

The woman flew out with a sword, with great momentum and no intention of showing mercy. No one under Zhang Jian dared to take on the person he was under, and she forced him out, turning into two forces to surround the people in the center, but retained an absolute safe distance.

"Let me down..." The woman from Hai said softly, and the two guards put them on the ground. The woman took off the veil and cloak, but her face shocked everyone.

"Haha, Princess Changping of the Great Xia Dynasty... actually fell into my hands. Haha, it's ridiculous and ridiculous..." Zhang Jian dismounted, held the green dragon sword in his hand on the ground, and smashed the green bricks directly.

The one who was chased all the way was not someone else, but Princess Changping of the Daxia Dynasty, and the few good players around her were the first-class Yulin Guards.

Unless the twelve Yulin Guards encountered an army of thousands, no one could stop them in the entire Daxia Dynasty, but now they encountered something more terrifying than an army of thousands.

Before he could speak, he saw that the woman who had always been wearing a hat took off her hat and slowly raised her head. Her face was a little similar to Bai Yiyi, but she was particularly cold.

"Ning Buhui, don't bully people too much. You can take advantage of your villa to earn money?" Zhang Jian frowned. Ning Buhui took off his hat. This was a signal, and he was also very troubled.

When Lu Yutong heard this name, she was particularly different. She turned her head and looked at Zhang Jian. It was Ning Buhui who stood in front and looked at him... Ning Buhui, the youngest daughter of the Ning Que General of Ningshan Mansion...

They knew each other and even played together when they were young, but Zhang was so loud that she didn't hear that she was different from when she was young. However, why did Ning Buhui become the owner of the manichaeism? He joined the Manichaeism?
Chapter completed!