Chasing King

Yan Sikong covers his chest in pain. Feng Ye's hostile eyes break his heart. He says in a trembling voice: "now I'm There's no time to explain. We have to leave now. "

Feng yehen said: "Yan Sikong, what I regret most in my life is that I once believed you!"

Yan Sikong bit the back teeth and got up from the ground: "she Zhun, take him away!"

She Zhun pulls Fengye from the ground. Fengye wants to fight back with his backhand, but he can't do it. She Zhun catches him and drags him out of the cell.

"Dad -" Feng Ye struggled hard and reached out to Feng Jianping in vain. His eyes, which were not yet closed, told him all his grievances and unwillingness.

She Zhun roared: "all Yan Sikong has done is to save you. If you are a man, you will live to avenge your father!"

"Everything he does is for himself!" Feng Ye roared wildly, his elbow hit her Zhun's chest, his right shoulder went up, he slipped down from her Zhun's grip, and rushed to Feng Jianping again.

She Zhun's face turned blue with anger. She raised her hand to fight, but she was dissuaded by Yan Sikong's eyes.

Feng Ye hugged his father and absorbed the last body temperature that was dissipating. Then he stretched out his hand and covered Feng Jianping's face tremblingly. He gently wiped off his double eyelids. There is a deep storm brewing in his eyes. At this moment, the noble, arrogant and childish king Shizi of Jingyuan seems to be completely dead. The living one has no temperature in his eyes. With tears in his eyes, he whispers: "Dad, your wolf will take revenge for you, and the person who takes my family will be doomed!"

Yan Si is cold in the hollow.

Feng Ye smoothed his clothes and broken hair for Feng Jian. He leaned against the wall. He knelt down and banged his head three times. Then he stood up, clenched his fists and forced himself to leave.

Yan Sikong grabs the blood letter left by Feng Jianping and puts it into his arms. He kowtows three times in a hurry and says in his heart, "Your Highness, I, Yan Sikong, will live up to your entrustment."

She Zhun urged: "let's go!"

A group of people ran out. Feng Ye was weak and needed to support the wall. She Zhun simply asked his men to help him. They went through the dark cell and went up the stairs. But before they went back to the class room, they heard a commotion from outside. She Zhun said, "I'll open the way. Don't mind me. Rush out according to the planned route."

Yan Sikong looks at the clothes on his hand. They are the prison guard's usual clothes. He originally intended to wear them for Feng Jianping. He throws them to she Zhun: "maybe you can hide them if you change them."

She Zhun quickly changed into clothes and ran up.

Several people lurked below and heard that she would deceive them to another entrance. Only when there was no movement on the top did they run up.

In the direction of Chaifang, the fire gradually weakened, and a large number of guards were mobilized to the imperial prison. People were patrolling all over the yard, and they could not get out.

"Damn..." She Zhun's subordinates said, "if you can't, just break in."

Yan Sikong frowned and hesitated. If Feng Jianping and Feng Ye hadn't delayed the time, they should have run out before the fire was controlled. It's too late now, but it's like death to rush in.

"No need." Fengye cold voice way, "wait."

"Wait What are you waiting for? "

As soon as the voice fell, there was a loud explosion on the ground, accompanied by a series of firelights, which pushed the doomed restless night to a more dangerous stage.

That's - firearms!

The cost of firearms is high and the number of firearms is rare. It is difficult to equip them unless there is a big war or a big fight. The firearms camp in the capital is extremely vigilant. It is extremely difficult to steal a firearm if we have to check the warehouse regularly.

Zhao Fuyi's garrison is the only one equipped with firearms in the suburbs of Beijing, but it can't be him, unless it is fengjiajun!

On the day of spring hunting, almost all the 2000 Feng family soldiers Feng Jianping brought back from Datong mansion were destroyed, but a few of them escaped and were being hunted all the time. As time goes by, they are the only ones who can bring firearms and rob prison!

It's just that they could have cooperated with each other inside and outside, but Fengye didn't say anything. Didn't they believe him

Yan Sikong felt extremely cold, but he had no time to take too much into account at this time. He urged: "hurry up, get out of the mess!"

The power of firearms can't be underestimated. Half of the imperial city has been awakened. It's bold to use firearms openly at the emperor's feet. Yan Sikong can imagine that a large number of guards are rushing to the imperial prison, and the fengjiajun who came to break the prison must be a group of dead men.

They rushed out of the class room in disorder, and the sound of firearms and swords kept coming and going. In the hospital, they called out to kill chongtian. A few people protected Fengye and fled to their planned route. Although a large number of people and horses were attracted by firearms, they were soon found and surrounded.

She Zhun came with the rest of the staff. A group of people were fighting and retreating. They intended to retreat to the gate where the excrement was transported to the imperial prison. It was located in the most remote part of the whole compound. The inside and outside of the gate were smelly and few people came near. At this time, Kuaima was waiting outside.

Just as they were about to retreat to the side court, a large group of guards came. At the same time, another familiar person, Xue Bo, led the Feng family army to kill them.Yan Sikong doesn't know how Xue Bo escaped. I'm afraid he had already run away when Emperor Zhaowu ordered to copy his house. He was half a hundred years old. At this time, he was bathed in blood and his face was like Luocha. He was very different from the kind housekeeper who used to smile and greet people.

"Xue Bo!" Feng Ye called.

"Shizi, go Xue Bo yelled, "I'll wait for the rear of the palace, my son, go away quickly -"

while she Zhun was killing the enemy, she scolded angrily: "why don't you tell us when you have reinforcements?"

Feng Ye said coldly, "I don't believe you."

"You son of a bitch..." She Zhun was so angry that she chopped down a guard and rushed to the front door of the side yard. She endured the stench and kicked open the door and roared, "let's go!"

Feng Ye snatched a guard's sword with his bare hands, chopped several people, and gasped: "Xue Bo, come with me!"

"Shizi, go first!" Xue Bo killed red eye, roared, "go!"

Yan Sikong forced back several guards, but the encirclement was still shrinking. They were forced back to the front door. Xue Bo gritted his teeth and forced Feng Ye and others out of the door. He cheered: "I have followed your highness and son all my life, though I have no regret for my death! My son, avenge us

Sherber closed the door behind them.

"Xue Bo -" Feng Ye yelled with scarlet eyes.

Shouts of fighting, fighting and bloody sounds of skin breaking and bone contusion poured into the periosteum one after another. When you hear people's cold hair standing up, this wall is the eternal separation between heaven and man.

She Zhun led a fast horse and urged him to get on the horse

Feng Ye repeatedly looked back at the door, his lips biting out blood.

Yan Sikong pushed him to the horse and said harshly, "hurry up, only if you live, they won't die in vain!"

Feng Ye stares at him fiercely, grabs the reins and tries to get on the horse. But his feet are empty, and he can't make any effort. The imprisonment, torture and torture in the past six months have made him very weak, and the fighting along the way has exhausted his last strength.

Yan Sikong half knelt down and let his knees sink into the muddy and smelly soil. He held Feng Ye's feet and lifted the man onto the horse. He also turned over and got on the horse, grabbed the reins and said, "go!"

They galloped toward the south of the city, but soon caught up with a group of guards.

Feng Ye leans down on the horse's back, with his prominent ribs row upon row and distinct. He is afraid that he has already lost half of his body. Yan Sikong thinks of the broad chest he once relied on, and of his high spirited and arrogant appearance. His nose suddenly gets sour.

On the way to retreat, she Zhun had already finished his deployment. When they passed an ancient tree, the people who were lying in ambush in one side of the shop ignited gunpowder. With a loud bang, half of the street was blown up in a mess, and a group of guards who were chasing ahead were thrown off their horses.

In the middle of the journey, they abandoned their horses and fled to an abandoned house, which was a secret road to the outside of the city secretly deployed by she Zhun many years ago. After passing through the secret Road, there were people outside to take care of them. By that time, most of them would be safe.

Finding the secret Road, she Zhun stares at Feng Ye: "I'll send you out of the city. There's someone outside the city to take care of you. After the wind has passed, take the prepared money and you can go."

Feng Ye holds the wall, looks at Yan Sikong deeply and gasps heavily.

Yan think hollow in five flavors Chen miscellaneous, he said in a dumb voice: "she Zhun, let me talk to him alone."

She Zhun frowned and said, "don't delay too long."

She Zhun and some of her subordinates backed out, and Yan Sikong took a deep breath: "Feng Ye, I'm afraid that since then Goodbye

Feng Ye's eyes are full of blood.

"You don't believe me, and I don't have to explain. You and I are bridge to bridge, road to road, after all..." Yan Sikong took a deep breath and forced his tears back. "After all, it's no chance."

Feng Ye clenched his fist: "if you want me to believe you, now, go with me."

Yan Sikong shook his head: "I can only send you here, I want to stay."

Feng Ye is about to crack: "you can't give up your wedding night?"

"Yes, I can't give up what I've worked so hard for." Yan Sikong choked, "I'll save you, that's the last love..."

"You saved me for yourself!" Feng Ye roared, "in order to let me return to Datong, I will invite soldiers to beg thieves and help you get revenge!"

Yan Si is hollow and painful. Step by step, he comes to Fengye, with tears in his eyes: "no one in the world understands me, and I'm not rare. Fengye, you go, live well, you and I will It's the end of grace. "

Feng Ye's Qi and blood were surging up, and he felt both hatred and pain.

She Zhun pushed the door in and said, "the pursuers are coming. It's time for you to go!"

Yan Sikong wiped away his tears: "you take him first, I'll be back."

"You can't get out by yourself, you go quickly!"

"If they find out the secret way, they'll give up all their previous achievements. Take him away quickly."

"Nan Yu!" She Zhun said harshly, "if you are in danger, what else can I do to save him?"

Yan Sikong grabbed she Zhun's shoulder and said, "I swear, I'll get out. If the eunuch doesn't die for a day, I'll live for a day. Go away."She Zhun gritted her teeth and ordered her men to "protect Lord Yan to the death." Then he grabbed Fengye and went to the secret road.

Feng Ye looks back at Yan Sikong with endless despair in his eyes. Yan Sikong rushes up and holds Feng Ye's hand with tears in his eyes: "Feng Ye, live, live!"

Feng Ye opened his mouth. He could hardly make a sound in his throat, but he was still struggling to spit out three words in the shape of his mouth: follow me.

Yan Sikong shakes his head and Feng Ye wrists his fingers. He has to break off Feng Ye's hand. Seeing the pain and hatred in Feng Ye's eyes, his heart seems to be delayed by ten thousand swords.

She Zhun jumps down the secret road with Feng Ye. Yan Sikong draws out his sword, wipes away his tears, and sneaks out of the courtyard quietly. This is the most chaotic, crowded and barren residential area in the city. The Yangchang path is complex. People who are not familiar with the terrain may get lost after two turns, and they have already memorized the map. When a large number of guards poured in, they led the guards away from the entrance of the secret passage while waiting for an opportunity to escape.

Zhao prison was robbed, and the capital was awakened at Yinshi. The number of guards dispatched to pursue them far exceeded Yan Sikong's estimate. He and she Zhun's men decided to separate their troops to escape, each by destiny. In the dim moonlight, Yan Sikong and his pursuers are chasing in the narrow lane.

Although Yan Sikong knows the terrain like the palm of his hand, there are too many pursuers. He has gone through all the alleys and has no place to escape. He finds himself surrounded. If he is captured, everything will be over.

Suddenly, a strange noise came from behind. Yan Sikong suddenly turned around and raised his sword to stab him. But in the moonlight, he saw a man in black who was a little familiar.

This person This person is!

"Who are you?" Yan Sikong asked in a low voice, "Why are you following me so many times?"

He was the man in black who appeared on the night when he met Yeli. The reason why he was able to recognize him was that he was tall and strong, not of ordinary physique.

Instead of speaking, the man threw him a suit of casual clothes.

Yan Sikong caught the clothes, and there was a smell of Gleditsia sinensis. He was afraid that it was the clothes that people were drying out. He didn't understand and said, "why do you help me? Who are you? "

The man was silent for a moment and said, "are you a good man or a bad man?"

Yan Sikong was stunned. The voice vaguely made him feel familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. He has a good memory, remember is remember, do not remember is not remember, rarely such a vague feeling.

The sound of the guard's footsteps came from behind, and the man suddenly saw a little bit of it. His body soared into the air and jumped up to the eaves as if taking advantage of the wind.

Yan Si screams in the hollow, good Kung Fu.

"There it is The guard shouts and chases the man. Suddenly, all the pursuers are led away.

Yan Sikong quickly changed his night clothes, threw away his sword and ran out of the dark lane towards the entrance of the secret road outside his residence.

He was so confused that he had no time to think about who the masked man in black was. His mind was full of Feng Ye's hateful eyes when he left