When Gu Zheng finished this sentence, the small yamen servant opposite seemed to confirm something. He nodded at Gu Zheng and asked again, "if you want to continue to run for your life, which direction will you go?"

"There is no other choice but to go south. Let's go to the southwest first. Changcheng can't do Jiangcheng, Jiangcheng can't do it, Changcheng. If even Changcheng is occupied, we'll go to Yuncheng."

"There is always a place for us in such a big moon country. Nothing is important for the safety of our family."

"Yes!" as if appreciating Gu Zheng's words, the little yamen servant muttered that his family was safe, as if he didn't want to talk to Gu Zheng anymore, and walked out of the deserted alley.

Now that Gu Zheng has got the first-hand news, there is only one way to choose in front of them, that is to run quickly!

Gu Zheng and an Dahu, who didn't talk much nonsense, rushed back to the cart shop with the fastest speed in their life. Under the surprised eyes of other personnel in charge of staying behind, they issued instructions to start without saying a word.

Although the party was confused, they didn't ask much. They packed up their things quickly and set off.

The goddess of luck must have opened a plug-in for Gu Zheng. After they left Yangcheng, for about half a day, this picturesque city was surrounded by Tartars.

Duo Duo, who was outside the city, looked at the soft fighting inside and outside the city and became inexplicably bored.

"I said, Zaha, the soldiers in front were killed. We elite teams can't watch it. Otherwise, I can move my muscles and bones and rush into a wave of charge."

Zaha, who heard this, almost knelt down to dodo. He lay directly in front of Dodo and blocked the front position with his body.

Dodo, who felt bored, also knew that his suggestion was a little too much, but after seeing the first wave of soldiers retreat from the city wall temporarily, he seemed to think of something. As soon as his eyes lit up, he said another idea that the other party could accept.

"Hey, we've almost done a tentative siege today. We basically know the defensive strength of Yang City."

"After this charge, I'll call in the gold and withdraw the troops. It's out of the battlefield. I want to rob around. Don't you also have an opinion?"

After hearing this not too excessive words, Zaha still stubbed his neck: "you are our master. What do you say, but the Flag Master said that no matter where you go, general, I haza must follow."

"Hey!" hearing this, duo mostly kicked hazar on the shoulder with anger and laughter: "Hey, who is the master? You still have reason. Get up quickly. Let's clean up and go outside the back of Yang City to give a surprise greeting to these landlords and rich people."

"If there were more country chicks, it would be better, ha ha ha!"

Mingming's Qinhuai Bayan and Yangcheng Huakui are the most beautiful and charming people, but duo's eyes seem to be pasted with shit, just staring at the village girl.

Although Zaha disagrees with the master's taste, it's really a good exercise to relieve fatigue if they rob together.

No one in this team is more reliable than anyone, and no one is more shrewd than anyone. They gathered a team of Pro guards and swept away around Yangcheng.

Different from the simplicity and ruggedness of the land of Shandong, the grey tiles and green walls of people in the south of the Yangtze River have a unique flavor, but such a scenery can't get into the eyes of the rough Tartars like wiping their hips with silk.

Everyone's mind was fixed on the wealth of these rich families, and dodo, who came to relieve his boredom, only worked hard at the little daughter-in-law of the big girl who fled because of his pursuit.

Duo Duo was in a hurry. It doesn't matter. He galloped with his horse and met Gu Zheng again.

It's really fate.

"Hey! Stop the man in front!"

We are not stupid. Hearing the cry of Tartars, Gu Zheng and his party fled more happily.

"Hey, there must be ghosts in their hearts. Otherwise, what are they doing? I think eight achievements are birds of a feather in the same boat as the mob who killed Chenglin."

Zaha, who just wanted to charge the people in front of him, was inadvertently right.

Dodo, who was not interested in this, was too lazy to care about this kind of refugee, but when Gu Zheng subconsciously rode his horse and looked back, the child's subconscious body was an inspiration and beat his spirit in an instant.

"Hey! It's them! Let them stop!"

"These bastards are the culprits who have kept me in bed for many days. They all chase me! Keep up!"

Before the soldiers around him reacted, Dodo rushed forward again.

"Little master! Chase me!"

Looking at dodo who ran away in an instant, Zaha knew it was broken. After these Tartars with eggs and fat pigs turned over and mounted the horse, they only saw that the figure of their leader had already become a small black spot on the horizon.

Bad, don't have an accident, little ancestor.

Dodo, who was determined to avenge himself, simply forgot what was next. All he could think about was the hatred of broken legs and the smelly coarse woman.

With this high concentration, he said what he thought.

"Stop the bastard in front of me and give me the little girl in your arms. Maybe I'm having a good time. I can save you a way to live when I'm happy."

"Otherwise, I must tear you apart to vent my hatred!!"

"You!" Zhang Fengyi, who was sitting in front of Gu Zheng, almost broke the fire stick in her hand.

After hearing this, Gu Zheng, who never stopped running away, could only fight back in words.

"Grandson tortoise! You shaved a bastard's head, and you really regarded yourself as a turtle?"

"Why did you break two legs last time? Is this going to send the third leg together and knock me off comfortable?"

"Hey! You bastard! Don't let me catch you, or I'll make you a eunuch all your life!"

Gu Zheng's scolding led duo to run towards an increasingly strange fork in the road.

The field of winding and branching Jiangnan trails began to look like a bewitching monster in the dark night, dizzying everyone's sense of direction.