Chapter 1810: turn up

Before leaving, Zhao Yuanjing ignited the remaining gunpowder and completely

blew up the entrance, preventing anyone from getting in again.

As it moved away from the dragon veins, the purple qi absorbed by the bells

really quickly decreased, but it still floated in and did not stop completely.

Zhao Shu was a little worried, but Zhao Yuanjing was calm.

"Uncle Little Emperor, in fact, like the Queen, I don't believe in any dragon

veins. It's up to people to make things happen, and it's up to heaven. Talent

is the most important thing.

"However, I still can't find where Yan'er is."

"Uncle Little Emperor, I remember, you said that the caravan caught a living

Jiuli."

"That's right. But the caravan was tortured and questioned for a long time.

The man's mouth was so hard that he didn't say a word even if he was half

tortured."

"Uncle Little Emperor, take me to see that person immediately."

"Great."

Zhao Shu immediately found two horses, took Ji Wenyuan, who was unconscious,

to the temporary gathering place of the caravan, and found the ** Jiuli man.

It seems that the torment is not light.

Zhao Shu went to bring a bucket of water and poured it on the man's head to

wake him up.

Zhao Yuanjing pinched Ji Wenyuan's neck and said fiercely: "Your boss is here.

Tell me where Yan'er is, otherwise I will kill him!"

The man opened his eyes and saw his boss being carried like a dead dog. He

couldn't help but his eyes widened in shock, and struggling to shout, "Boss,

boss, what's wrong with you!"

Zhao Yuanjing raised the sword and leaned it against Ji Wenyuan's neck. The

sharp blade cut his neck and blood poured out all at once.

"Stop, stop!"

The man struggled in horror and exclaimed, "Don't kill the boss, stop it!"

"Tell me about Yan'er's whereabouts, say!" Zhao Yuanjing's eyes were

bloodshot, and he stared at the man, the sword in his hand moving slowly and

steadily.

If this continues, Ji Wenyuan will undoubtedly die.

The man shouted: "I said, I said, you stop!"

"Say!"

"The bamboo house in the bamboo forest southwest of Lihua Village!"

Zhao Yuanjing and Zhao Shu looked at each other, immediately holding Ji

Wenyuan, turned and rushed out.

Lin Zhao Yuanjing's sword flashed a silver light.

After they left, the Jiuli prisoner's neck crooked, and blood poured out

wildly.

The caravan came forward to check and found that he was dead.

There was a chill in their hearts.

"Just now he said that in Lihua Village, that village seems to be deep in the

mountains, very dangerous."

"No matter how dangerous it is, the boss is there!"

After discussing for a while, the caravan also followed Zhao Shu and Zhao

Yuanjing towards Lihua Village.

The terrain of Lihua Village is dangerous. There are very few people living in

the village. Horses can't move forward at all. They can only climb over the

mountain on two legs.

Zhao Shu and Zhao Yuanjing's uncle and nephew took Ji Wenyuan in turn, and

within half an hour they climbed deep into the mountainside to find the

location of Lihua Village.

After the violent wind and lightning in the mountains, heavy rain poured down.

The sky was like a hole broken, and the rain poured straight into the village.

You can't see the road from a meter away.

Zhao Shu and Zhao Yuanjing were soaked, using their hands and feet together,

they finally found the bamboo house.

There are many guards outside.

The storm was so fierce that they couldn't hear, nor could they see who came.

Zhao Yuanjing was carrying Ji Wenyuan in his hands, and they didn't know. Only

treat them as enemies, attack and stop them desperately.

The courtyard was in a mess.

Wind and rain poured in, everything in the yard was scattered everywhere.

Yan'er's small body was staggered by the wind and bumped to the ground from

time to time.

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