After escaping from Yuncheng, Wan Ke and Luo Han use their lightness skills to take Xia Jin to Xicheng in turn, while Wu Zhong leaves behind duanhou and suspects the enemy.

Outside the west gate of Yuncheng, Wu Zhong stands in front of the tall gate and watches Xia Jin's figure go away.

At the bottom of his heart, he estimated the time. He expected that Hu Yanzhao and others would soon catch up with him outside the gate of the West City, and then he left quickly.

In the process, he pretended to be careless and knocked over the goods in the burden of a small fruit peddler who was carrying fruit into the city without compensation, so as to leave a clue. Then he went to the south of Yuncheng as soon as possible

Less than a cup of tea after Wu Zhong left, Hu Yanzhao and Du Sheng song rushed to this place.

See the chaos at the gate, a small vendor squatting on the ground, constantly picking up fruit, at the same time mouth swearing, look not angry.

They looked at each other. Hu Yanzhao stepped forward quickly, took out a ingot of silver from his chest and shook it in front of the peddler

"What just happened?"

"About a cup of tea ago, I was about to enter the city, but I was hit by a strong young man, and the fruit was scattered all over the ground... I wanted to chase him and ask him to compensate, but the man used his lightness skill, and after a few ups and downs, he disappeared."

The peddler was not stupid. He immediately understood what Hu Yanzhao meant. When he told him what had just happened, he reached for the silver ingot in his hand.

Teeth a bite, identified as true, suddenly a change of anger, face dew happy.

"Where did the man go? Can someone walk with it? "

Song Tu's cold eyes narrowed slightly and asked warily.

"I only saw him heading south in a hurry, and no one was with him."

Feeling the chilly smell from Song Tu, the vendor couldn't help but excite himself. He didn't dare to slack off and answered quickly.

Hearing what the peddler said, song Tu and Hu Yanzhao looked at each other. They whispered quickly and agreed to take fireworks as a signal before they separated.

Huyanzhao chased south, while songtu searched for Xicheng as fast as possible along the path

Because of the short time, Wu Zhong didn't have time to find a man and a woman to cooperate with him, so although this method of suspecting the enemy had a certain negative impact on the efficiency of Hu Yanzhao's action, it failed to make Xia Jin get rid of the pursuit of song Tu, a generation of poison saint.

Song Tu's skill is superior to Luo Han and Wan Ke, and he is a master of using poison.

With only a little effort, he caught up.

Looking at the man in blue who suddenly leaps up on the road ahead, Wan Ke takes a deep look at Luo Han, steps in front of Luo Han and Xia Jin, pulls out the long sword hanging from his waist and confronts song Tu several Zhang away.

The atmosphere is tense for a moment!

"I can't stop the car, I can't help myself!"

Song Tu sneered coldly and did not pay attention to Wan Ke at all.

"Miss Xia, go away quickly!"

Wan Ke also understands the huge gap between himself and song tu. facing song Tu's contempt, he is full of awe and urges Xia Jin to leave.

He is ready to die!

It's not the first time to deal with song Tu, Xia Jin knows this person's evil and treacherous.

Xia Jin refuses Luo Han to take her away after a short time's consideration. In the face of horror and surprise of song Tu, she steps forward with a slightly clumsy pace, stands beside him, and looks fearlessly at Song Tu.

"I know your purpose is me, as long as you let them go, I will stay!"

"Oh, do you think these two ants alone can stop me from catching you?"

Song Tu disdained Xia Jin's request, but Xia Jin was not annoyed

"I can't, but..."

At this point, she gave a brilliant smile, and her words changed abruptly

"What you need is a living me, right?"

Although he was asking questions, his tone was very firm.

Song Tu's smile froze, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and Xia Jin was locked to death. In the meantime, there were countless fierce storms.