"Don't worry, they're fine." Sickly Scholar held back his cough and said in a low voice.
Han Mingxi glanced at him, "How do you know?"
"That surnamed Liang couldn't wait to kill us. But Le Jiang didn't make a move. He must be waiting for them to come. "
"They want to catch us all in one fell swoop?" Han Mingxi frowned. Sickly Scholar said, "Don't forget that Chu Junwei was behind us the whole time. When we left the cave, they didn't follow us at all. After we left, they must have done something behind us. That's why we have to catch them. Do you think they didn't see what you left behind on the way? " Han Mingxi said angrily, "You knew they were using us to lure Chu Junwei. Why didn't you remind me?" Sickly Scholar sneered disdainfully, "Why should I remind you? At least Chu Junwei still has a chance to save us. If he doesn't come, you and I are dead. "
"If he comes, he might die with us!"
"So what?"
Pu pu …
The window outside made two clear sounds. The two of them stopped and looked at the window at the same time. A nimble figure quickly jumped in through the window. He turned around and smiled at them, "Brother Han, don't worry. I definitely won't die with you. "
"Junwei!" Han Mingxi called out in surprise.
"Shh …" Ye Li raised a finger to cover his mouth and blinked at him. Han Mingxi quickly lowered his voice and said, "How did you get in? This stronghold is full of ambushes. " Ye Li smiled, "There's no such thing as a 100% safe guard in this world. It just depends on whether you can find a place to break through. Ah … Brother Han, and Third Master, you all owe me a life. "Sickly Scholar snorted," That'll have to wait until we're out of danger. " Chu Junwei must have heard the conversation between him and Han Mingxi. But looking at the youth's bright smile, Sickly Scholar wasn't sure if he was holding a grudge.
"Alright, you're right," Ye Li said helplessly. He pulled out his dagger and quickly cut the ropes on Han Mingxi's body. He casually threw him a sword and said, "It's not easy to find a suitable weapon in Nanjiang, just make do with this." Han Mingxi caught the sword and said with a smile, "Thank you, Junwei." The ropes on Han Mingxi's body were easy to get rid of, but the iron chains on Sickly Scholar's body were not so easy to get rid of. Ye Li spent a while to untie the iron chains. Sickly Scholar stretched his muscles and asked, "Where is your Imperial Bodyguard?" Ye Li smiled and said, "He is preparing a big gift for the Luo Yi tribe." Walking to the window, Ye Li imitated a few birdsong of different lengths. Not long after, a certain part of the stronghold suddenly became noisy, followed by even more places. In just a moment, it seemed as though the entire stronghold was bustling with noise and excitement. Ye Li smiled with satisfaction and said, "Alright, let's go!"
As soon as Sickly Scholar pushed the door open, several feathered arrows were shot at them. Han Mingxi quickly grabbed him and pulled him back. Ye Li kicked the door. Behind them, several arrows were shot at the wooden door. Sickly Scholar angrily glared at Ye Li. Ye Li smiled kindly at him and said, "This is the thank-you gift for the Third Leader who invited me to die with you."
Sickly Scholar knew that he was in the wrong, so he snorted and didn't say anything.
The archers outside were vigilantly staring at the door. With a bang, the wooden door was opened and a shadow rushed out. Whoosh whoosh … A cluster of feathered arrows was shot out.
Bang bang! Two people came out of the windows on both sides of the small building. With a few whooshing sounds, several archers felt a piercing pain in their bodies and fell down one after another. Ye Li walked out of the door and glanced at the cloth bag on the ground that looked like a hedgehog after being shot by the arrows. She also saw the corpses lying on the ground. Her eyes darkened slightly. "Let's go quickly. Zhuo Jing's side won't be able to hold on any longer. "At this moment, the entire stronghold was in chaos and several places were ablaze. It seemed that Zhuo Jing had set a lot of fires and the places he had set were not ordinary places. Not far away, a few strange bird cries could be heard. Ye Li led Han Mingxi and Ye Li in that direction without hesitation.
When they passed by a spring, Sickly Scholar sneered and took something out of his pocket and threw it in. Han Mingxi saw this and his eyes flashed. He didn't say anything and quickly followed Ye Li in front. By the time they arrived, Third Leader was already surrounded and was clearly struggling to hold on. Ye Li looked around and saw that all the important people in the stronghold were present. No wonder they had sent over ten people to guard that place. Ye Li thought of something she had taken from the underground palace. It was clear that in Le Jiang's eyes, that thing was much more important than Han Mingxi and Sickly Scholar's lives.
"Saving two and losing one, this really isn't worth it." Ye Li helplessly frowned. "Brother Han, can you catch that old man?" Ye Li asked softly as she pointed at Master Liang who was under heavy protection. Han Mingxi frowned. "There are too many people around him. Also ….. that old man is too fat. " Sickly Scholar handed over two things. "Throw this into the air and feed this into that surnamed Liang's mouth."
"That's more like it." Han Mingxi nodded as he took it in his hand.
Third Leader's expression was indifferent as he looked at the people wearing Southern Border clothing surrounding him. He mercilessly waved the weapon in his hand.
"Zhuo Jing, hold your breath!" Han Mingxi's voice suddenly sounded. A dark figure flew through the air and charged into the crowd. Third Leader instantly held his breath. Southern Border was different from Xi Ling. There weren't many people who understood the language of the Central Plains. So as soon as Han Mingxi landed, a bunch of people fell to the ground. Third Leader also took the opportunity to escape the siege and jumped onto the roof. Han Mingxi successfully landed beside Master Liang. He didn't see him lying on the ground moaning. He opened his mouth and stuffed the medicine in. He patted his face with a smile. "Old man, you're finished."
Le Jiang was one of the few Southern Border people who didn't fall. Seeing the people lying on the ground, his expression was extremely ugly. He looked at Master Liang who was crying for help. It was like he was looking at an enemy and a scourge. "Damn Central Plains people! What did you do?! " Han Mingxi was in a good mood. The gloominess of the day had dissipated by half. He picked up Master Liang and threw him towards Sickly Scholar. He laughed. "Chief Luo Yi, you still have the nerve to ask us what we did? Can't you think about what you've done? " Le Jiang snorted and said disdainfully. "Do you think a small poison can stump our Luo Yi tribe?"
Han Mingxi shrugged indifferently. "The poison isn't mine. What does it have to do with me? Why don't you let your people stand up. "
Sickly Scholar carried the fat Old Master Liang out. At this moment, Old Master Liang's face was as black as ink, and he looked like he was on the verge of death. It was obvious that he was poisoned with a strong poison. Lei Jiang was shocked. Although he was good at using poison to drive away snakes, he couldn't tell what poison Old Master Liang had been poisoned with. Moreover, this Central Plains wealthy merchant that he hated couldn't die now. "What do you want?"
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