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 from 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 pester the secret envoy. He was not a doctor. No matter whether Lao Dao was dead or alive at this time, it would not help him to stop. Instead, 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 could not see him because he was so far away, 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 victory 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 didn't matter whether he lived or died, but if he was beaten to death by the emissary, snatched the horse and escaped, then he would really die with his eyes open.
So he waited patiently for reinforcements, one more person, as long as one more person came, whether it was Zhan Yu or An Qingyue, if they joined forces, they would be sure to fight to the death with the emissary.
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. But if it was Zhang Wuxin who came, if these two people join forces, he would have no chance of victory.
The question is why Zhan Feiyun identified this place and didn't leave. It was cloudy today with no stars or moon. He shouldn't have had a chance to see what he had hidden?
The emissary leaned against the tree in confusion, looking at the lines on the bark boredly, considering whether he should take the risk and rush out, or continue to wait for Zhan Feiyun to leave. After all, a fight with Zhan Feiyun cannot be determined by just a few moves.
Huh? Why can I see the lines on the bark of the tree? 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, and 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 in 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, then smiled calmly: "So that's it, I thought the roots were all eradicated back then, but I didn't expect there were still people from the Gu family left.
I have recognized this pair of gloves a long time ago, but I just thought that the treasure had no owner and fell into the hands of others. I never expected that you are actually 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.
"Since 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 tattered 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 claws were clawing back and forth, trying to fight faster.
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 their speed has reached the extreme.
The secret envoy was like a dog that didn't bark, gritting his teeth and rushing to attack, but Zhan Feiyun kept yelling as he made moves. It wasn't that he had Bruce Lee's habit, but it was to provide location information to reinforcements that might arrive at any time.
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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 the Xiao Feng Formation, and they could not be stopped after all. So from the beginning, he had people aim their firepower at the horses that everyone was 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 been hacked to death. Even if they broke through Dongchang's blockade,
I can only walk.
Zhang Yuan's goal had been achieved, so 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 Shuntian Mansion's police officers 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 Tao was lying on the ground. Zhang Wuxin felt 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 Tao'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 he got there, he realized that 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 laughed 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 up with him. As long as you chase him closely, he will have no 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 were louder when he performed Qing Kung Fu. The secret envoy heard this 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 secret envoy 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 it was too dark. If he was not careful, he would
Lost.
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 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 the old Taoist's pale face. The old Taoist was actually 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 wanted 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 his 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 is also seriously injured, let's send him back together.
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Shen Lian nodded and raised Lao Dao. Lao Dao opened his mouth at this time, as if he wanted to speak, but 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 was crooked: "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 wise 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 finally catch it or not was the Rouge sisters.
But it is impossible to specifically measure how to catch it and where to catch it. Because this kind of arresting relationship is only a matter of work 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 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 this, the more it proves that the Book of Heaven believes that the old Taoist and the secret envoy have little relationship. The more it is like this, the more it proves that the old Taoist will not 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, and its pronunciation is the same as "dui"). The word "dui" has the shape of a sail, and the word "dui" means "dui" to walk. The secret envoy wants to escape by boat."
An Qingyue was stunned: "Take a 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 boat at the pier. It seems that the time when he will escape has not been determined, so it is impossible to accurately agree on the time and let the boat wait in the river.
But we were caught off guard and had no choice but to board the boat at the wharf where ships are usually reserved. There are two wharfs on the river, and we both went 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 police officers: "You and I will each bring half of them.
The emissary is also a human being. He has internal injuries to begin with. He ran away with Lao Dao for a long time today 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 for a moment.
"If you see him alone when you get near the dock, take action. If there are three of you, come back quickly."
An Qingyue stared at Xiao Feng with wide eyes. Xiao Feng came close to her and whispered: "The word "dui" has the shape of two words connected together. It is likely that there are two people joining him.
If I guessed correctly, the two are connected, 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 and then continue chasing!"
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?"