C69

The people of the Tong Fu Inn heard the sounds of horse hooves galloping, and immediately revealed joy on their faces. They hurriedly ran out the door, and Zhong Zhangle looked at the two people on horse and asked curiously: "Where is Deng Baiyu? Why hasn't he returned yet? "

Li Ye pursed his lips and did not say anything, but the corners of his mouth twitched in pain. Zhu Gufeng, who was beside him, also skipped over this question and said, "Now let's hurry up and leave. We won't be able to leave any time soon!"

Zhao Zijin saw that he was worried, so he lightly patted his shoulder and said, "Xi Hu's father is General Deng Dingjun, and he is able to do whatever he wants in Qingzhou. Besides, the most important mission right now is to spread the news about White City, so there is no time to waste."

Just when Li Ye was about to leave with them, Zhao Zijin lightly pulled on Li Ye's sleeve. When Li Ye was about to ask what it was, Zhao Zijin handed Li Ye a human skin mask and said softly to Li Ye, "My grandpa told me to give this to you. I originally wanted to give it to you during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but I felt that it wasn't appropriate at that time, so I decided to give it to you the next time.

Li Ye looked at the mask in confusion. The mask depicted the face of a handsome young man. Looking at the sword-shaped eyebrows, Li Ye felt like he had seen them somewhere before. He asked Zhao Zijin in confusion, "But I don't know your grandpa?"

"My grandfather is your master's friend who only knows how to talk." Zhao Zijin said with a smile as he looked at Li Ye's puzzled face.

At this moment, Li Ye understood. No wonder Zhao Zijin helped him several times and understood the strange words Zhao Zijin said before. Seeing Zhu Gufeng urging him, he thanked him and followed the team of horses towards the door.

"Teacher is not leaving?" Pang Jia asked while looking at Zhao Zijin who was still standing at the same spot.

"I'm just a weak scholar, so I can only implicate you guys. I might as well just stay here and guard this place. Who knows, I might even be able to retreat like Zhu Zhiwu." Zhao Zijin waved his hand at the Pang family with a sharp glint in his eyes, and said gently.

"Take care, Mister!" Pang Jia didn't try to persuade him otherwise. She clasped her hands at Zhao Zijin and bid him farewell. Then he bent his legs and followed the horse in front of them.

"Ning, son, why don't we really try and feel like retreating?" Zhao Zijin watched the team of horses leave, turned his head and joked to Zhao Ning who was leaning on the door.

Zhao Ning rolled his eyes at his husband and said coldly, "Whatever you want, I don't care." Zhao Ning's tone was filled with complaints, complaining that her husband did not follow these people and instead stayed in this dangerous city.

Zhao Zijin smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly. He took out a pot of tea from the tavern, took out two teacups and walked slowly towards the door that Li Ye and the others barged in.

"… …"

The gatekeeping Zhou Wen held onto a red tasselled spear in his arms as if he was looking forward to it. He held onto a handful of melon seeds in his hands as he chatted with the gatekeeping soldier who was feeling as bitter as he was.

Zhou Wen immediately stuffed the melon seeds into his arms, tightly holding the long spear in his hands as he looked vigilantly in the direction of the sound. The brothers on the side, on the other hand, looked at him with disapproval, thinking that he was too nervous and too timid, and lightly patted Zhou Wen on the shoulder, saying with a smile: "Today, your highness has ordered that no one is allowed to enter, and no one wants to leave the city."

However, there were some people who didn't care about their lives today and wanted to run out of the city. Not long after, a team of horse riders arrived outside the city. The guards, who previously thought Zhou Wen was a coward, turned pale with fright at Li Ye's group, and their legs trembled.

Zhong Zhangle's face darkened. He quickly took out the Flying Fish Board and threw it to the guard at the same time, "Flying Fish Guard, if you need anything, quickly open the gate!"

Zhou Wen took the badge, he looked at the anxious Zhong Zhangle with doubt in his eyes, and asked softly: "But Your Highness ordered that no one is allowed to go out? You guys? "

Zhong Zhanglei looked displeased as he whipped the whip in his hand towards Zhou Wen. He cursed under his breath, "Does Flying Fish need to care about the orders of this prince?"

Zhou Wen looked down at the whip and curled up into a ball to receive the whip. However, before he could receive the whip, a burly man in armour appeared in front of him. Holding Zhong Chang Le's whip in his hand, he said harshly to Flying Fish, "Who said I don't care?"

"Commander Ding!" Ding Liangcai turned to look at Zhou Wen and laughed. He then turned to look at the man in front of him and said in a stern voice, "Don't even mention the fact that you violated the orders of the prince, you couldn't even escape from this incident where you beat up my soldiers." With that, he clenched his fists and punched Zhong Zhangle's steed.

The horse only let out a blood-curdling screech before falling to the ground unsteadily. Ding Liangcai looked at the man in front of him and said with a cruel smile, "Don't even think of coming out!"

He lightly stepped on the ground and looked at the people in front of him. His expression was a little unsightly, not because Ding Liangcai had killed his horse, but because Ding Liangcai's fist could stop them for a long time. He was anxious to break through the gate, so with a shake of his shoulders, he pulled out the blade from his waist and swung it at the person blocking his way.

Ding Liangliang's facial expression did not change as he watched the incoming swift blade and the spear in Zhou Wen's hands. In a split-second, a drop of blood appeared on the tip of Ding Liangshui's spear, but there was nothing on his blade. Zhong Zhangle watched as Ding Liangcai retreated a few steps, his chest heaving up and down, knowing that if the person in front of him did not want to let him live, the spear tip would not be a drop of blood, but a human head.

His body nimbly turned over, and in a breath's time, he arrived at the city gate. Looking at Zhong Changle, whose face was pale and gasping for breath, he then looked at the general guarding the gate, who was holding a long spear in his hand. He knew what had just happened.

The green flag on his back flew out and flew into Li Ye's hands. Li Ye's flat sword thrust forward, reaching the tip of the sword. His arm and the sword became a straight line, thrusting towards Cheng Cheng's men.

His shoulders moved slightly, and his arms moved quickly. The trembling spear and Li Ye's sword clashed together, and after a series of clanging sounds, the two of them took three steps back and cautiously looked at each other.

Holding the green flag, Li Ye cautiously looked at the high-ranking officer. He didn't dare to act rashly. He turned his head and whispered into Zhong Zhangle's ear, "I will stop this person. You guys leave quickly!" After he finished speaking, he raised the green flag and started battling with Ding Liangcai once again.

Zhong Zhangle took advantage of this opportunity to rush towards the city gate when he saw the two were fighting passionately. He did not plan to find the soldiers to open the gate, so he did not have much time to wait for them to obediently open the gate.