The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 155 The City of Evil Qi
Khitan capital.

Shangjing.

A black carriage drove slowly into Shangjing City, followed by two horses. Two middle-aged men, one fat and one thin sat on the horses, looking around cautiously.

But after a while, the two people on the horseback couldn't help but frowned at the same time, looked at each other, and then saw the slightly fat middle-aged man approaching the carriage and bent down.

"Holy Master, something is wrong here. There are not a few living people in the street, but there are patrolling soldiers everywhere, and most of the surrounding shops are closed."

This slightly fat middle-aged man is none other than Bao Budong.

And the Holy Master he was talking about was naturally Xiao Jun.

"Don't worry about it, find an inn and settle down first."

Xiao Jun's faint response came from the carriage.

Bao BuTong nodded and winked at the storm on the other side, so he drove his horse to the front of the carriage and began to look for the inn that was still open to welcome guests.

But a group of people went around more than half of the upper capital, but they couldn't find an open inn, but they attracted the attention of many patrolling Khitan soldiers.

"Holy Master, the upper capital is very strange. We walked around half of the city, but we couldn't find an inn open to welcome guests. What should we do next?"

Bao BuTong returned to the carriage helplessly, and said slowly into the carriage.

Xiao Jun, who was sitting in the carriage, frowned when he heard Bao BuTong's answer.

It seems that things are developing faster than he imagined, and the Khitan emperor should soon send troops to attack the Song Dynasty.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Bao?"

At this moment, a young man suddenly appeared near the carriage, cupped his fists at Bao BuTong, and asked softly, with a respectful expression.

"Who are you?"

Bao BuTong didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either. Instead, he looked at the young man and asked.

"First in the world."

The young man secretly winked at Bao BuTong and replied slowly.

Hearing these four words, Bao BuTong reacted immediately, glanced at the carriage next to him, but said nothing.

"Please follow me."

The young man made a gesture of invitation respectfully, turned around and walked into an alley not far away.

Bao BuTong did not follow immediately, but looked towards the carriage, waiting for Xiao Jun's reply.

"Just follow him."

Xiao Jun said calmly across the carriage.

Immediately, a group of people followed the young man slowly and walked into the alley.

In the depths of the alley, the door of a house was open, and the young man just now stood respectfully by the door, beckoning everyone to go in.

Bao BuTong hesitated for a moment, and motioned to Mei Zhu Erjian to drive the carriage in, then looked around cautiously, jumped off the horse, and walked in with Feng BoE.

"Subordinates see the Holy Master!"

When Xiao Jun just walked out slowly from the carriage, the young man who closed the courtyard door directly knelt on the ground, and said respectfully, his voice was very low.

Xiao Jun, who was standing on the shaft of the car, looked at the young man, with a trace of doubt flashing across his face.If he remembers correctly, Khitan does not have a Tianmen sect.

"You are the number one person in the world? Why are you here?"

Xiao Jun looked at the young man and asked indifferently.

"The subordinates arrived in Shangjing three days ago under the orders of the elder brother Kang Guangling. There are a total of eight people in the entourage. They came here to stand in front of the Holy Lord and inquire about the news about the hero Qiao."

The young man was still kneeling on the ground with a respectful expression on his face.

After hearing the young man's answer, Xiao Jun immediately understood that it was Kang Guangling who had already sent people from the First Floor of the World to investigate after he knew that he was going to Beijing, which saved him a lot of trouble.

"How? What news did you find out?"

Xiao Jun looked at the young man, first motioned for the young man to get up, and then asked lightly.

"Currently, Qiao Daxia is under house arrest in the Great Prince's Mansion in the South Courtyard. All his personal guards have been killed by the Khitan Emperor. Now all those guarding the mansion are the Khitan Emperor's cronies. Recently, the Khitan frontier army has often changed, and it seems that it has been decided not long. Attacking Song Dynasty, but Qiao Daxia seems to have been refusing to lead the army, so it has been delayed until now."

The young man lowered his head, bent his waist, and said very respectfully.

Hearing the young man's answer, Xiao Jun couldn't help but frowned. It seemed that he should rescue Qiao Feng as soon as possible. If it was too late, he might not be able to make it in time.

"What's the matter with this yard?"

After Xiao Jun jumped off the shaft slowly, he asked lightly.

"All the restaurants and inns in the city have been closed. This is a yard we rented before the martial law, and it is specially prepared for the arrival of the Holy Master and his party."

The young man replied slowly.

"Very well, what about the others?"

Xiao Jun looked around at the empty courtyard and continued to ask.

"Some are lurking outside the Great Prince's Mansion in the South Courtyard to monitor, and some are hiding in various places in the capital to observe the movements of the Khitan army."

The young man said without thinking.

Xiao Jun nodded in satisfaction, and couldn't help but look at the young man a few more times.

Immediately, Xiao Jun stopped talking, called Wang Yuyan and Xiao Yuanshan out of the car, and walked into the house.

After dinner, Xiao Jun found the young man, handed the three letters he had just written to the young man, and ordered the young man to send the letters to Song, Dali, and Xixia by flying pigeons.

One warning, two requests for help.

The Khitan army has always been known for being brave and good at fighting. He knows this. In order to prevent the Khitan and the Song Dynasty from fighting each other, Xiao Jun hopes to use the power of the Song, Dali, and Xixia kingdoms to force the Khitan emperor to stop attacking the Song Dynasty. not to cause more innocent people to die in such wars.

When the two countries are at war, the people who suffer will always be the common people. This is unavoidable no matter what era.

After this incident, Xiao Jun asked the young man to take him to the Grand Palace of the South Yard quietly in the dark. He had to find a way to go in and see Qiao Feng's current situation. It would be best if he could be rescued first. Let's talk about it after leaving the Khitan country.

In the darkness, the two figures flickered around, shuttling through the streets without attracting the attention of any patrolling soldiers, if they were ghosts.

Not long after, the two stopped in an alley tens of meters away from a mansion.

"Holy Lord, that's the mansion where Hero Qiao lives. From the inside to the outside, there are probably no less than a hundred guards."

The young man pointed to the mansion across the street and said slowly.

Xiao Jun followed what the youth pointed out and forgot the past, with a complicated expression on his face.

Is it no less than a hundred people?

In Qiao Feng's eyes, these people should be worthless, right?With Qiao Feng's strength, if he really wanted to leave, how could a small Nanyuan Grand Palace be able to trap him.

After a group of patrolling soldiers passed by, the young man looked around, and suddenly made a strange noise from his mouth, repeating it three times in a row.

After the sound fell, a few black figures suddenly flashed from the surrounding alleys quickly, and swept towards this side without making a sound.

Xiao Jun looked at the young man, and couldn't help showing approval again on his face.

On the way here just now, Xiao Jun has already discovered that the youth's lightness kung fu is not bad, it is not considered the best in today's martial arts, but it should be ranked high.

An idea involuntarily appeared in his heart, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)