Torrential rain, pouring.￥f,.

From noon, the entire Sailye City was shrouded in the heavy rain.

Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, a silver snake burst out from the dark clouds and slashed on a poplar tree, charred the poplar tree.

Feng Changqing rushed out of the kitchen of an inn in Mengchifang and ran along the path in the rain.

It was raining so heavily, but the patrols in Sailye City did not decrease.

Along the way, Feng Changqing saw six or seven patrol soldiers walking past the street. He had to hide in the shadows and wait until the patrol soldiers passed by before he dared to continue moving. He flew east and west, and soon came to the Daqingfang. Today's Daqingfang is even more deserted than when he first arrived in Suiye City three days ago. Almost all the shops were closed, and even if it was already noon, no one was walking around the street. It was deserted, miserable, and bleak...

Last night, Bo Lu suddenly attacked at the birthday party and killed two elders of the Geshechu and Subash families in one fell swoop.

In addition, the previous four veterans of Alepi and Suoye City have become the dominant one of Bolu, and people are in panic.

Especially those businessmen who depended on the branches of several other elder families were even more worried.

Early in the morning, many businessmen went to see Bo Lu. But without exception, Bo Lu did not come out to meet him.

This also made the businessmen even more panic.

Feng Changqing jumped into a small courtyard, walked to the woodshed, opened a pile of firewood, and lifted up a secret door from the ground.

This is a cellar, a very hidden cellar.

He slipped in, but before he could stand firm, a cold light in the darkness had already swept up.

"Brother Sixteenth, it's me."

The cold light suddenly disappeared, and a thin monk walked out of the darkness, which was Yang Shiliu.

"Ugly slave, you're back."

"Brother Sixteenth, I just stole two roast chickens, come and eat them."

Feng Changqing said and took out two roasted chickens from his bag in his arms.

However, the roasted chicken was wet with rain and no longer as delicate as it was when it was just released. But for Yang Shiliu and Feng Changqing, these two roasted chickens were the best meals. Feng Changqing took out a bag of wine from his bag and placed it on the ground.

He walked to the cellar door. He first returned to his position and then closed the door panel.

At this time, Yang Shiliu also lit the fire pieces, and the dark cellar suddenly became much warmer.

Last night, they lit the stables of Bo Lu's house and fled the scene.

Feng Changqing knew very well that the Sailye City was in turmoil and could be in danger at any time. So after leaving the scene, one must find a hiding place as soon as possible. Feng Changqing remembered that Pang Huanlong had told him that there was a cellar in the small courtyard behind the Maitreya Porcelain Floor, which was built by Li Ke in his early years and was specially used to hide in danger.

Therefore, Feng Changqing chose this place as a hiding place.

Yang Shiliu is no longer showing up... His bare head is too obvious.

Although there are many monks in Shuye City, the Central Plains monks wandering around at this time basically won’t have a good result. In fact, Feng Changqing’s consideration is very correct. Last night, after Yang Shouwen and others broke through, Bo Lu realized that there must be spies in Shuye City... Otherwise, how could his stable catch fire?

So, Bo Lu ordered people to search all night.

If Yang Shiliu had wandered on the street at that time, he would have definitely become a prisoner under the ranks.

"Ugly slave, how are you doing now by Master and the others?"

"Don't worry. Master will definitely come back to save us."

"How to save Bo Lu? There are so many subordinates. No matter how capable the master is, he can't resist it."

Feng Changqing took a fierce bite of the roasted chicken.

He sat naked on the dry ground and whispered: "If it were me, in this case, I would definitely find a way to seize the military power of Baodajun. When I went to steal food, I heard from someone that the master left the military envoy of Baodajun.

Master can think of things that I can think of, otherwise why should I save the military envoy who protects the army?

As long as the master can take over the military power of the Baoda Army, he will definitely be able to break Yecheng... This weather is a rare opportunity."

"oh?"

Yang Shiliu looked at Feng Changqing curiously, and the little guy's face was filled with a kind of confidence that he could not understand.

For some reason, Yang Shiliu suddenly envied Feng Changqing.

Although Feng Changqing was much younger than him, he was more independent than him. Especially when encountering things, Feng Changqing would seem very idea. And he... From childhood to adulthood, he received education to live for Alang.

Reading, practicing swords, practicing martial arts...

He can write poems and write counterfeits, and he can hold a sword to kill people.

However, he has no goal in life.

This is also the reason why Guo Silang was at a loss when he drove him away. Later, he followed Yang Shouwen again. However, Yang Shouwen and Guo Silang are completely different, and they are not the same in terms of habits or dealing with people. This also made Yang Shiliu very distressed. He didn't even know what to do for Yang Shouwen.

"Ugly slave, you will definitely be very powerful in the future."

"Is that true?" Feng Changqing raised his eyebrows and showed a bright smile. "Master also said that I can make a name for myself in the future."

Yang Shiliu sighed in his heart, leaned against the cold wall, eating roasted chicken, a little uneasy.

At this moment, Feng Changqing suddenly paused, revealing his tilted ears and listening.

"Sixteen, bury the roasted chicken and turn off the lamp."

Yang Shiliu suddenly woke up. When he heard Feng Changqing's words, he almost instinctively threw the roasted chicken in his hand on the ground. Then he quickly dug a hole on the ground with a knife, threw the two roasted chickens into the hole, and then filled the hole with soil.

Then, he blew out the oil lamp.

Crack...

Hiding in the cellar, you can clearly hear the sound coming from outside, as if someone was smashing items.

Most of the porcelain shops are full of porcelain, so it is very clear.

The two hid at the entrance of the cellar, alertly listening to the movements outside. After a while, footsteps came, and some people were talking on the ground, and there seemed to be a dispute. Those people were speaking Turkic language, which Yang Shiliu and Feng Changqing could understand.

"What should I do if there is no one?"

"Search... Honghuluner gave instructions. This shop must have something to do with that monk, and maybe you can find clues."

"I searched all, but I found nothing."

"Then burn this store."

When Yang Shiliu and Feng Changqing heard this, their faces changed.

Yang Shiliu quickly took out two cloth towels, wet the cloth towel through the rainwater flowing from the cracks in the cellar door, and handed it to Feng Changqing. Before the two of them could cover the cloth towels on their faces, a raging fire ignited on the ground.

Through the gap, the two of them could even see the fire snake dancing on the ground...

"Brother Sixteenth, hold back and don't move... The more they do, the more we are not exposed. Just hide here. I guess it won't take long before the master will lead his troops back. Then we will be safe."

When Yang Shiliu heard this, he gave up the idea of ​​rushing out.

He pulled Feng Changqing and crawled on the ground.

The rain flowed through the gap and dripped into a puddle on the ground.

The fire became brighter and brighter, accompanied by a pungent breath. It must be that these people used ignition aids such as tinder oil.

Thick smoke began to pour into the cellar.

The two of them lay on the ground, covered their faces with cloth towels, scooped some accumulated water from the puddle from time to time, and patted them on the cloth towels to ensure breathing. However, as time went by, the fire became stronger and the smoke became more and more. The entire cellar was covered by thick smoke, and Yang Shiliu and Feng Changqing were able to keep their minds clear at the beginning. But gradually, the two began to feel a little drowsy...

Master, when will you call back?

Yang Shouwen's handsome smile appeared in Feng Changqing's mind.

The master will definitely be able to fight back... I told the master how to break Yecheng, and he will definitely remember it.

The heavy rain stopped after noon.

The roads in the entire Sailye City became particularly muddy.

Bo Lu took Lunur and Soge to the top of the Thunder Ye City, and raised his eyes to look into the distance.

The Shattered Leaf Valley is filled with a thin layer of mist. The air after the heavy rain is particularly fresh and mixed with the fragrance of the soil.

In the distance, the water level of the Saiye River surged and the water flowed rapidly.

Bo Lu was filled with an inexplicable sense of pride... The Asiji tribe has been divided for nearly thirty years, and now it is finally going to merge into one in my hands.

I believe that my father will be very happy in the spirit of heaven!

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Bo Lu's face. (To be continued.)

ps: There are only two updates today, there are some things to do at night, I'm very sorry!!!sf0916
Chapter completed!