If the matter really spreads, what face does he have as the king of Yizhou, and what face does Yizhou have in the country?

Just when Fang Zong was arrogant and angry, Zheng Lan, who had already finished questioning the soldiers guarding the city, hurried up, half-knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, according to the soldiers, they saw these two people go all the way south!"

"Go south?" Fang Zongao's brows sank, as if he had seen through the other party's plan at once, and snorted heavily, "I see, if they choose to go north, it will take at least five days to leave the country, and if they go south, it will only take three days, and then they will make a detour to the north after leaving the border."

Zheng Lan said happily: "It must be the two of them who thought they had escaped, and they were so excited that they forgot to hide their tracks for a while, since we know their routes, then as long as we set up cards along the way, we will definitely be able to capture them!"

Fang Zongao snorted coldly and said: "Pass the order, gather a thousand people from the forbidden army, and divide them into two teams to chase after them, since they want to join Concubine Ning, the footsteps of the red-blooded BMW will also be slowed down, and at the same time, send troops to all cities in front of them to set up checkpoints and strictly investigate the suspects!"

"The minister obeys!" Zheng Lan replied immediately.

Fang Zongao paused and said: "Immediately find someone to paint a portrait, pass the portrait of Concubine Ning and others to the city and county guards, and do not hesitate to mobilize heavy troops, I must capture them alive for me!"

"However, after all, there is Rong Guogong among the other party, wouldn't it be bad to make such a big fanfare?" Zheng Lan cautiously reminded.

Fang Zongao said coldly: "What about Rong Guogong, as long as he catches someone, no matter how much others say it, it is useless, in short, they must not be allowed to leave the country!"

It's just that at this point, Fang Zongao still didn't find out that the young man who held him hostage was the King of Shicheng himself. After all, even Fang Zongao would not have expected that the King of Shicheng would personally risk himself to rescue his grandfather. To him, Fang Ling was at best just a henchman sent by the King of Shicheng.

Just as Zheng Lan was ordered to retreat, the henchmen and guards who were ordered to check the Heavenly Prayer Tower hurriedly came, and several people knelt on the ground at once, not daring to raise their heads.

Fang Zongao secretly felt that something was wrong, and with a wave of his hand, he retreated the soldiers on the city wall, and asked in a deep voice, "How is Han Daxian?"

Several guards looked at each other for a while, and then replied in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, Han Daxian and Zhang Gongzi are already dead. ”

"What?" Fang Zongao was really stunned for a moment, closed his eyes and opened them again, as if he thought he had heard it wrong, and asked again: "What did you say?"

The guard had no choice but to answer truthfully, "When we arrived at the seventh floor of the Prayer Heaven Tower, Han Daxian had been dead for a long time, and it seemed that he was stabbed in the chest and bled too much and died, and Zhang Gongzi was also dead, and he was stabbed in the center and died. ”

Fang Zongao's body trembled slightly, the expression between his eyebrows became more and more solemn, when he saw Han Daxian a few years ago, he was shocked by the magic of this immortal, as soon as the dementor bell moved, even the strongest martial arts master would be at his mercy, because of this, he did not hesitate to hire him back and give him the treatment of a national teacher.

But he didn't expect that he died at the hands of a mere teenager, of course, he didn't expect that this was the result of the two of them fighting hard, it was probably the teenager who had poisoned the 'drug' or something, so he succeeded, but in this way, his plan had failed before it was implemented, and even his heart was throbbing for a while, and his hatred for this young man was even more hated to the bones.

After a long time, he raised his head, stared at Nanfang coldly, and said, "When you fall into the hands of this king, this king will definitely make you regret being a person!"

It's just that at this time, Fang Ling and the others have arrived more than ten miles away, rushing out of the city all the way, unimpeded, so comfortable.

Seeing a small lake next to the avenue, Fang Ling stopped his horse, and the bridge red blood BMW went to drink water, although the red blood BMW was not tired at all, this ten miles of road was just a warm-up exercise for it, so the drinking water was only a taste, but gnawed on the grass by the lake.

Fang Ling stroked its neck and said lovingly: "Thanks to you today, otherwise it would have taken a lot of effort to get out of the city." ”

The red-blooded BMW understood Fang Ling's appreciation, shook the horsehair on his head proudly, raised his hooves, and continued to bow his head and gnaw on the grass.

Song Ying'er said: "This horse is indeed very psychic, it has been several days since it was tamed by His Highness, and I still remember this whistle, it seems to be better than those red-blooded horses in Maling County." ”

Fang Ling said: "When I first saw this horse, I felt that this horse's bloodline was quite pure, and the more pure the horse, the higher the requirements for the tamer, and the longer it would take to accept the second master, so I expected that it would definitely be able to obey my orders." With it, Fang Zongao wants to catch up with us, but I'm afraid it's even more difficult than climbing to the sky. ”

Song Ying'er smiled charmingly: "Your Highness, since this horse is so good, why don't you use it as Your Highness's mount?"

"It's a good idea, and I'm in trouble with it, and it's a rare fate. Fang Ling agreed.

Song Ying'er smiled and said: "Since it is a mount, then it has to be named, it runs as fast as lightning, and it is covered in red blood, it is like a firework, why don't you call it a red flame?"

"Red Flame?" Fang Ling nodded again and again when he heard this, and stroked the neck of the Red Blood BMW with a smile and said, "You will be called Red Flame in the future." ”

The red-blooded BMW had eaten and drunk enough at this time, and seemed to understand the meaning of these words, and let out a hissing sound of joy, and arched his head towards Song Ying'er, as if thanking her for choosing a name for himself.

Song Ying'er was a little itchy by its mane 'hair', and couldn't help giggling, stroked Chiyan for a while, then looked in the direction of the north, and said thoughtfully: "I don't know what happened to Sister Yan and Rong Guogong now?"

Fang Ling comforted: "You don't need this, Brother Meng is born to do business, and the roads of both officials and businessmen have already been opened up and paved for the way." What's more, my imperial uncle would never have expected us to go our separate ways. Moreover, under the stimulus of being so stimulated by me, I am afraid that I am so angry that I will be willing to kill me, and I have long lost the ability to discern, and must have thought that we are going all the way south, and that we will go out of the country in a short time, and that the time will definitely send the army of the surrounding county guards to chase after us. ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help coughing, and some blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

Song Ying'er was taken aback, and hurriedly helped him sit down, took out the "medicine" pill for treating internal injuries that she was carrying, fed him with water, and then gently stroked the young man's chest with her hand, and said nervously: "Your Highness, are you better now?"

Fang Ling waved his hand, relieved his breath and said, "It doesn't matter, it's a small injury, it's just that I tossed too much along the way." ”

Song Ying'er couldn't help but glance at him, and said without complaint: "The concubine is also a person who has practiced martial arts, these eyes are not blind, Your Highness, where is your small injury, I don't know how heavy the internal injury is, if ordinary people can't even move a finger, but you are still tossing like this." ”

Fang Ling smiled and said: "No matter how heavy it is, at least one life will be left, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, the soldiers and horses of Yizhou City should arrive soon." Song Ying'er sighed faintly, but she also knew that the situation was very urgent, but she heard Fang Ling say again: "But before that, there is one more thing to do." ”

After that, he dug a big pit on the spot, buried the skull brought from the tower, found a piece of wood and erected a monument, and then stared at the tomb and said: "Fang Zongao not only imprisoned his grandfather for sixteen years for his own selfishness, but also killed the people everywhere, how can he be worthy of being a king with such a femme fatale?

Fang Ling had already murdered this titular imperial uncle, but the time of the hijacking was not the most appropriate time to kill him, but this time would definitely not wait too long.

After this was done, the two got on their horses and galloped south.

So, in the next few days, all the major counties and counties in Yizhou were restless because of the major events that happened in Wangcheng, and of course the incident would not mention that the king of Yizhou was held hostage, let alone Rong Guogong, so the matter evolved into Concubine Ning's intention to assassinate the king of Yizhou, and after the matter was defeated, she fled with her accomplices.

Of course, Concubine Ning was bought at the expense of a lot of money, so the big official who flew Huang Tengda never expected that things would turn out like this, and he was used as a pawn by the king of Yizhou as a pawn laid by the king of Shicheng, and after being tortured to no avail, he was sentenced to a decisive decision.

Ten days later, Fang Ling and Song Ying'er had already arrived in Qu County, Dingzhou, in the north.

Since leaving the royal city of Yizhou, in order to attract the attention of soldiers and horses from all over Yizhou, so as to win the opportunity for Rong Guogong and others to go north safely, Fang Ling and the others went all the way south, and from time to time they "revealed" some traces, and then suddenly disappeared.

Fang Zongao expected that the two of them must be hiding somewhere in the south, and even ordered to increase the number of troops to search, but Fang Ling and the others were like evaporating from the world, and there was no shadow.

When Fang Zongao calmed down and realized that something was wrong, he ordered the northern cities to urgently search for Concubine Ning and the others, but Fang Ling, who was hiding in a silk village in a county in the south, had already received a flying pigeon from the north, confirming that his grandfather and others had left the country.

These silk and satin villages and other shops opened in various places in the past three years are all in charge of Meng Zhiyuan, collected and transmitted all kinds of information, and their names are unified as "Tianjin Silk Village".

After getting his grandfather to go abroad, Fang Ling and the others took advantage of the slack troops to go south and leave the country, and then bypassed Yizhou and came to Dingzhou.

Dingzhou has belonged to the northern territory, separated from Yizhou by several states, although the land of Quxian is a small county seat, but because it is the intersection of two tributaries of the Wujiang River, it has become a traffic artery.

Fang Ling also came here to take a boat, and he could reach the land of Bingzhou in half a day, and when he arrived at Bingzhou, he was not far from the fiefdom.