Chapter 298

Seventeen Mile Village.

Under a big banyan tree in the village, Liu Feng, a shopkeeper at the tavern, quickly held the plate, put the wine and food in front of the waiting guests, said slowly, and then went out of the door upside down, taking the reins from a middle-aged man who dismounted at the door.

The middle-aged man is tall, ruddy-complexional, and well-dressed. Apparently a wealthy businessman. Behind him was a small caravan of two wagons full of goods and a dozen guards, men and coachmen. It looks like he's coming from afar.

"Sit in the guest room," Liu Feng greeted politely, turned his head and yelled at the counter behind him, "Boss, there is a visitor." ”

The proprietress hurriedly turned out from behind the counter when she heard the sound, smiled before speaking, and greeted: "Yo, where are the guests here, look at this body, I'm tired, hurry up and go into the house to drink a glass of wine and rest...... Liu Feng led the carriage and horses to the backyard and told Lao Yuan Tou to take good care of them...... In addition, let Xiaojuan bring a basin of water and wash the faces of the guests......"

"It's hard to ......" The middle-aged man saw the proprietress and his eyes lit up, and a smile naturally appeared on his face.

The proprietress is in her thirties, although she is not young, and she is plain-faced, wearing only a cloth skirt, but she is born well. The voice of the voice is also good, giving people a glutinous feeling. As soon as it is arranged, it makes people feel comfortable listening to it.

The middle-aged man took off the coat from the horse, patted the horse's buttocks, motioned for Liu Feng to take it away, and then turned his head to look around, and looked at the old banyan tree for a moment.

He turned around and walked to the proprietress and said with a smile: "This banyan tree is really big, it must be hundreds of years old......

"Not for hundreds of years," said the proprietress with a smile, "this village has not yet been, and this banyan tree has been ...... here."

Her last word "yes" didn't come out of her mouth, and she never said it again.

Because at the moment of speaking, the drug hidden in the handkerchief she shook was blown back by the middle-aged man in one breath, and almost at the same time, a knife suddenly appeared in the middle-aged man's hand, and the snow-bright knife light cut an arc in the air and cut through her neck.

"Realm Warrior!"

That was the last thought in the proprietress mind, and then, her head flew.

In the swirling field of vision, the guards of the strange caravan, the men and the coachmen, had already swarmed into the tavern.

Ten minutes later, with the shopkeeper named Liu Feng becoming the only fish that slipped through the net, the intelligence base set up by the Jing family in Seventeen Mile Village became history.

A fire burned.

The big banyan tree in the village was red, and the frightened faces of the villagers were also red.

......

Zhang Heng ran quickly in the jungle.

His bloodstained garments, torn into rags by thick branches and thorns, were his own and his enemies'.

As a spy of the Su family, Zhang Heng has been running a leather shop in Shitan City, controlled by the Hu family, for more than ten years. For so long that he even had the illusion that he had lived in a city built of stones from the rocky beaches of the Three Bends River since he was a child.

Zhang Heng didn't know how he was discovered.

He only knew that he had just obtained an information about the Hu family's movements, and if he wanted to pass it out of the city, he was embellished.

After Zhang Heng killed two people, he fled. Now, there was a cliff in front of him, and behind him, there were more than a dozen pursuers.

Zhang Heng stood on the edge of the cliff, turned his head, and looked behind him.

The warriors of the Hu family came out of the woods one by one, with a sinister smile on their faces.

At this point, they weren't in a hurry.

Beasts in desperate situations are often the most dangerous, and they know this truth better than anyone else. Therefore, since the other party has no way to escape, all they need to do now is to surround him and fight steadily......

"How did you find me?" asked Zhang Heng.

He stood on the edge of the cliff, scarred and weak, and the wind blew his blood-clung locks of hair and rag-like clothes, looking particularly miserable.

"Want to know?" The leading Hu family warrior sneered, "After you die, we will burn the answer to ......."

Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

At this moment, Zhang Heng let out a whistle in his mouth, and then he threw a small bamboo tube off the cliff. He had been pinching this small bamboo tube in his hand for a long time, and it was a little hot, and it was stained with his own blood.

He thought he wouldn't be able to hold on to it, but in the end, he succeeded.

Zhang Heng's face showed a hint of a playful smile.

In the mountain stream behind him, a silver-gray falcon, like a silent lightning bolt, swept by, and grabbed the bamboo tube that had been thrown down.

Then, just like Zhang Ming has been training again and again for many years, after flying forward for a while, its body has deviated, and it has already crossed an arc, turned into the other side of the canyon, and disappeared.

The Hu family's martial artists heard the sound of the letter falcon, but not to mention that they still had Zhang Heng in front of them at the moment, even if there was no such guy, they would not have time to stop it.

"Up!" the Hu family warriors roared angrily and rushed up one after another.

Zhang heng...... No, Su Heng turned his head and glanced at the direction where the falcon had gone, he knew that it would fly far along the mountain stream, and then follow the tea plantation of a mountain farm, rush into the blue sky, and then fly all the way to the northwest.

There is the warm city of Sujia.

Every year in March, the mountains outside the city are all over the countryside, and the streets and alleys of the city and the women's hair buns are full of blooming camellias.

It's a pity that I can't see it anymore.

Su Heng turned his head, clenched the long sword in his hand tightly, and roared angrily to meet him.

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On this day, there was chaos on the land of Nawon State.

An undercurrent full of killing, flickering with swords and sword shadows, was surging wildly.

The warriors of the major families poured out. Some to the north, some to the south, some disguised as merchants, escorts, or ordinary civilians, marched unhurriedly along the avenues, and some over the mountains, men and horses, moving quickly and silently.

If you look at it from the air, the whole of Nawon is like a huge chessboard. And these people are the chess pieces on the chessboard.

They were intertwined like balls of thread, strangling each other.

All sorts of gossip spread quickly.

It is said that after Yan Hong's arrival, the revenge of the family has been in full swing.

In the northeast, the Xiujia warriors appeared in dense numbers in the area controlled by the Jing family, and several Jing family strongholds had already been uprooted by them.

However, the Jing family was also quick to color, and several dark camp teams appeared in the Hugh area, secretly sabotaging and attacking.

In the southeast direction, the Hu family began to approach the Su family. There were more than 10 battles between the two sides, with dozens of casualties.

To the southwest, the Zhan family had already poured out of the nest and moved to the west of Fanyang City. And in that direction, it is the area of the Li family and the Zheng family.

The posture of the Zhan family is both defensive and offensive. They controlled the main transportation routes, to the northeast, they could reach the Lijiashan Lancheng, and to the north, they could attack the Zheng family's Baishou City.

And closely related to this battlefield is the northwest direction.

The Xue family and the family have also dispatched the family department, and the direction of their troops is moving in the direction of the Zhan family, which is obviously aimed at the Zheng family and the Li family.

This also means that the three families will join forces to attack the Zheng and Li families.

If Li Wenwei is here, with the cooperation with Zheng Xianxian, the two families that have intersected for a hundred years work together, at least defense is not a problem.

But now, Li Wenwei was killed by Zhan Feixiong and Qin Zhenglang together, and only Zheng Xianfeng supported the overall situation. In the eyes of many people, before the war broke out in the west, the Li family and the Zheng family had already lost ninety.

Unless the Feng family helps.

However, although the powerhouses of the family withdrew, the six Tianzun of the Yan family surrounded Fan Yang.

When people enter and exit the east gate of Fanyang City, they can see that under the giant pine outside the city, Yan Hong is dressed in white and sits there drinking tea with a leisurely expression.

On the coffee table in front of him, a chessboard was placed, and on the opposite side were a futon and a cup of tea.

He was waiting for Feng Shangxue.

Although everyone knows that the Yan family can't take action directly, they have made it clear that they are bullying people, "please" you to have a cup of tea, what can you do?

Who do you complain to?

From the beginning of the gambling fight, in just a few hours, the war seems to have entered the white heat. The flames of war are spreading in all corners of Nakwonju.

And no matter in the southeast, northwest, or middle, the situation seems to be very bad for the Feng family.

The young man outside the city, who had an elegant temperament and always had a smile on his face that made people feel good, was like a mountain in front of them.

With the meager background of a midstream family, with their enthusiasm, or rather, rebelliousness and madness, can they break through?

Everyone's eyes were focused on Fengchen's body.

If this is a storm, then the location of Fengchen is the eye of the storm!

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