At the border of Yancheng, at the fork of the official road, three extraordinarily decorated carriages were staying on the driveway, blocking the road ahead.

In the distance, a black horse swayed and paced, occasionally stopping for a moment on the side of the road, nibbling on the weeds in a foreign land.

The road was blocked, and the black horse was reluctant to continue moving, so he found a place with abundant weeds in front of him, lowered his head and gnawed on the grass, unwilling to move again.

Suddenly, there was a shout from the carriage, and the horse, which was so startled that the weed-gnawing horse, raised its head sharply, and made a neighing pretence, and waited for a while, seeing that it had nothing to do with it, and paid no attention to it.

The people in the car who were not far away had to pay attention, and the curtain of the carriage in front of them was lifted, and a middle-aged man in a dark blue brocade robe walked out. The fair-skinned man, who had just gotten out of the carriage, seemed to be illuminated by the winter sun, then covered his face with his hand, and then stretched out an index finger to point at the attendant beside him, and scolded incessantly.

After a while, an entourage ran into the back carriage to tinker with something, and when he returned, he had an extra flower painting umbrella in his hand.

Seeing this, the gnawing grass horse sprayed in the sky, gasped, as if laughing at the middle-aged man, the old man is still afraid of the winter sun.

It wasn't until the sun was blocked by an umbrella that the middle-aged man put down his hand covering his face. He breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly his eyes opened, and he raised his feet and hurried to the carriage in the middle, not caring whether the sun was shining or not.

"Master, are you hungry?" The middle-aged man stood beside the carriage with his eyes staring at the carriage without blinking, looking distressed.

No one answered, and the middle-aged man was not in a hurry, he pushed away the entourage who was holding an umbrella for him, and asked again, "Master, are you tired?" ”

There was silence for a while, and finally, a voice came from the carriage, "Not hungry, not tired!" ”

"That ......" The middle-aged man looked entangled and wanted to ask again, but the person in the car suddenly opened the curtain, his eyes widened, and he said with anger on his face: "How long will it take to arrive?" ”

On the side of the road, the grass-gnawing horse raised its head dissatisfied, and the horse's face was disgusted, trying to see who had disturbed its purity, but when it saw the people in the car, it spewed into the sky again, as if it had been deceived, and a small flame appeared in its eyes.

The middle-aged man kept calling the person in the car 'master', thinking he was a serious master, but the little face that appeared in front of the car window was obviously a little Zhengtai's appearance, how could he come to 'master'!

was blamed by Xiao Zhengtai, and the middle-aged man put on a bitter gourd face, "Master, we, we don't know!" Or the slave will send a signal to the adult and ask him to send someone to find us. ”

"No, if he knew, he would have sent someone to send me back." Zhengtai frowned, looked unhappy, and said angrily like an angry child: "You go to find it, you can't let him know." Xiao Zhengtai put on a non-negotiable tough attitude, leaving the middle-aged man helpless.

At this time, the grass-gnawing horse saw that they were right, and felt that it was nothing more than that, so he set off and continued to walk. The weed-grazing horse passed through the weeds on the side, and the horse stepped over with his toes held high, and when he passed the carriage, his head was not crooked or his eyes were slanted. After passing through it, it was about to spread its hooves and run, when its neck tightened, and it was actually grabbed by the reins.

Before it could roar, someone reported: "Lord Li, this wild horse has carried a woman." ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man and Xiao Zhengtai looked over together, and saw that the woman on the horse was covered with blood, and the middle-aged man immediately raised his hand to cover his nose and shouted, "Get rid of it, get it away." ”

The attendant was about to loosen the reins, when a childish rebuke was issued, "Slow! ”

"Oh, master, this kind of thing ......"

Xiao Zhengtai glared, "Shut up!" The middle-aged man was aggrieved and silent.

Xu sat in the car and looked unreal, Xiao Zhengtai turned around and lifted the curtain and walked out of the carriage. Seeing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly snatched the paper umbrella in the hand of the entourage, opened it, and held it above Zhengtai's head.

Xiao Zhengtai approached the grass maworn, looked around it, and ordered, "Untie her." ”

Dizzy and dazed, You Wu felt a lightness on her body, and then was placed in a stable place, she opened her eyes slightly, but her vision was not clear, her mouth moved a few times, but she couldn't spit out a word, the tiredness hit again, her eyelids sank, and she fainted again.

"Master, we still have to hurry, let's go!" Seeing the blood stains on the woman's body, the middle-aged man shrank and reminded loudly.

Xiao Zhengtai did not object, turned to leave, behind him, an angry roar came from the mouth of the grass gnawing horse, he turned back and glanced at it inadvertently, but saw a word 'smoke'. He stopped at his feet, turned and walked towards the grass-gnawing horse, and when he reached him, he carefully examined the sign on the saddle.

"Smoke City, Home, Bureau." Some of the handwriting is blurred and illegible, but the word 'smoke city' is clear. Xiao Zhengtai's eyes lit up, a smile appeared on his face, and he waved his hand, "Take her away!" ”

"This ......" The entourage hesitated a little, and cast their eyes on the middle-aged man on the side.

"Master!" Middle-aged men don't seem to approve of this approach. But Xiao Zhengtai didn't pay attention to him at all, he raised his eyes, and said in a still immature voice: "You dare not listen to me!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the other entourage, including the middle-aged man, knelt down completely and pleaded guilty, "Master, the minions don't dare!" The middle-aged man cried and begged for mercy, which looked particularly strange in this quiet plain.

Hearing this, Xiao Zhengtai snorted softly and turned around and got into the carriage. The others secretly wiped the beads of sweat from their foreheads, not daring to say more.

Soon, the retinue carried the woman on the ground into the carriage behind, and the grass-gnawing horse was brought to the front of the procession, acting as a guide.

The team slowly moved forward, and under the leadership of the grass gnawing horse, the group slowly entered the smoke city.

Yancheng, at the foot of the southwest mountain, gathered a large number of people at this time.

Ling Yun led the three of them down the mountain, and before the horse stopped, the person had already turned over and dismounted, and strode towards the carriage on the side.

"Master, the den of thieves has been destroyed, a total of fifty-six thieves have been annihilated, and the number of escapees has not yet been ascertained. However, his subordinates did not find any trace of Miss You on the mountain. ”

After a night of searching, the thief's den was ended, but You Wu seemed to have disappeared, and there was no trace. Hearing Ling Yun's report, in the car, Wen Nan slowly closed his eyes, hiding the anticipation in his eyes.

The white night alternates, the night turns away, and the light spreads the earth little by little, illuminating the surrounding mountain scenery.

The green forests of the past are now covered in blood. The smell of last night's blood has long since disappeared in the wind. I thought it was all the blood of thieves, but when I looked at it today, I found that there were blood stains that had been dragged for miles on the ground. After that, in the grass, in the quilt, there were stains of blood, which undoubtedly proved that she was injured.

If it drags on for a few more hours, I'm afraid that by the time I find her, there will only be a cold corpse. Thinking of this, Wen Nan's heart ached, he couldn't accept this result. His eyes opened suddenly, and his whole body exuded a cold and evil aura, and he said in a deep voice: "Find it, and don't let go of any place." ”