Song Zheng fixed his eyes and saw that it was his old acquaintance in Mizhou, Hu Qiang. Hu Qiang and Zhu Jian were both former leaders of the Imperial City Division of Mizhou, and they participated in the Battle of the Four Modernizations Inn in Licheng last year. When Li Hongniang was transferred to Jiangning, she brought the two of them with her. The two of them are now the team leaders of the Jiangning Imperial City Division.

"Brother Hu!" Seeing Hu Qiang, Song Zheng was also extremely happy, and he stepped forward and hugged Hu Qiang all of a sudden.

Hu Qiang grinned, and pulled out his arm to slap Song Zheng, "Brother Song, I haven't seen you for more than a year, and you're about to catch up with me!" ”

Song Zheng laughed, "Brother Hu, I was planning to go to our place tonight to see you and Brother Zhu, but I didn't expect to meet here." ”

"Brother Song, I think we'd better go here." Hu Qiang's face quickly darkened.

"What's wrong?" Song Zheng felt bad, his two hands tightened, and grabbed Hu Qiang's arm.

Hu Qiang didn't say clearly, "Brother Song, let's go quickly, Commander Li is injured!" ”

"What?" Song Zheng was shocked, "Is the injury serious?" ”

"Let's go! Tell me more about it on the road! ”。

Song Zheng nodded, turned around and pointed to the courtyard not far away, and said, "That's the Wind Bamboo Garden." Erhei, Huzi, you go into the courtyard and wait. After Mr. Zhou's housekeeper came, you handled the delivery procedures on my behalf. Ming'er, give the money and the key to Erhei. ”

Ming'er hurriedly responded. She is Song Zheng's manager, and she is in charge of all the money. Even the key to Fengzhu Garden, Song Zheng handed it over to her.

Erhei and Huzi both shouted loudly, and after taking the key and silver from Ming'er's hand, they walked towards Fengzhuyuan. Song Zheng, Ming'er, and Hu Qiang quickly ran to the east. Li Hongniang's Imperial City Division stronghold is in the east of Jiangning City, not far from the north side of the Qinhuai River. Hu Qiang didn't speak, and hurried away. After two quarters of an hour, they finally arrived outside a courtyard.

After correcting the code, the door opened, and Song Zheng broke straight in. The secret guard who opened the door was startled, and hurriedly drew his knife, wanting to stop Song Zheng. Song Zheng's fingers poked at his shoulder, and the secret soldier's entire arm suddenly became numb.

The secret guard was frightened and was about to shout, but Hu Qiang, who followed closely, hurriedly said, "Your own people, don't worry." He is Song Xiaolang! ”

Song Zheng ignored the things behind, and rushed straight inside after entering the hospital, "Sister Li!" Sister Li! ”

The guards in the courtyard all rushed over, trying to stop Song Zheng.

"Childe, you're finally here!" A bewitching figure appeared at the door of the house, and Chunshui's eyes flashed suddenly in front of Song Zheng's eyes like starlight.

"Sister Xiangqing, you're here too!" Song Zheng snorted. This person is Feng Qing rescued by Song Zheng in the Dajinqi Fenglou, his real name is Xiang Qing, and he is the granddaughter of the Eight Iron Guards of the Generalissimo Han Zhong and the Sickle Guard. When Li Hongniang, Yingji and others left Zhongdu and returned to the south, Song Zheng asked Wanyan Yusheng to get her out of Qifeng Tower, and asked Li Hongniang to take care of her. Listening to Ming'er, Li Hongniang took great care of her and arranged it by her side.

"Xiaolang! Xiaolang! Another figure appeared, it was Li Hongniang's girl Yuan'er. At this time, she had a white cloth wrapped around one arm, hanging weakly, and the other hand wiped away tears.

The appearance of Xiang Qing and Yuan'er made several secret guards who came around stunned. Hu Qiang, who was following closely, waved his hand, and everyone dispersed. Even Hu Qiang sighed and stepped aside.

Song Zheng calmed his mind for a moment and walked into the house.

"Miss just fell asleep." Xiao Yuan whispered, then opened the curtain of the inner room on the west side and led Song Zheng in. Ming'er and Xiang Qing also followed.

On the bed, Li Hongniang fell asleep. The originally round face became pale, and the face was also thinned. The color of the lips is almost pale gray. Her hair was scattered on the pillow, a little messy. She was covered with a quilt, and a white cloth was wrapped around her neck.

Song Zheng stepped forward and sniffed first. Although Li Hongniang's breathing was weak, it made Song Zheng breathe a sigh of relief. Gently lifting the corner of the quilt, Song Zheng reached into his hand and checked Li Hongniang's pulse.

Ming'er's fingers moved slightly, and she didn't say anything, but Xiang Qing was a little surprised and opened her eyes wide. Madoka opened her mouth for a moment, but there was no squeak. Obviously, Song Zheng's boldness was somewhat unexpected by the three women.

Song Zheng felt his pulse, and then checked the wound on the lower part of Li Hong's neck, his face was extremely gloomy. After a moment, Song Zheng straightened up and stood quietly beside the bed, his chest rising and falling. Madoka noticed that Song Zheng's fists were clenched, and his knuckles turned white.

After a while, Song Zheng turned his head and pointed outside. The crowd nodded and retreated to the outhouse.

"Who did it?" Song Zheng's gaze was cold, with a bone-chilling coldness.

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In a courtyard in the west of Miyagi next to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Li Yuanzhen was naked, and his bronzed skin glowed red in the sunset. The three-foot Qingfeng Sword seemed to be alive in his hands, glowing with cold light. Due to the speed being too fast, it was almost difficult for the two maids waiting next to them to catch the entity of the sword. I just felt that the sword seemed to be invisible, and it was elusively fast.

"Look what! It's not baking yet. Li Yuanzhen snorted coldly, and the Qingfeng sword brush flew out, sticking into a pine tree on the opposite side like a sharp arrow, and it didn't enter more than half a foot.

The two maidservants were so frightened that they hurriedly turned over the lamb chops under their hands. In front of them was a large stone trough for feeding horses, filled with red-burning charcoal. Above the stone trough, there are several iron drills that are more than two feet long. Two pieces of fresh lamb chops were placed on top, sizzling with oil under the charcoal fire. Next to the stone trough, there are several porcelain basins, which are filled with salt and various spices.

Li Yuanzhen shook his body, pulled out his sword, and returned to the stone trough. Without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed the lamb chops, as if he was not afraid of being hot at all. Then, with a flick of the sword in his hand, he sliced off a sheep's rib and flew into the air. The lamb chops had not yet been grilled through, and the meat was still bloody. Li Yuanzhen didn't care, as soon as his head was raised, one end of the sheep's rib fell into his mouth. I don't know how his teeth and tongue were reversed, and when the rib came out of his mouth again, there was only the bone left, and there was no lamb or cartilage left on it.

In this way, after eating the two half-baked lamb ribs, Li Yuanzhen smacked his lips, turned to the field again, and began to practice his sword. And the two maidservants had already roasted two new lamb chops on an iron frame.

It was almost dusk, and Huang Song, dressed in white, walked into the courtyard and stopped at the door. Behind him, a man in his thirties stood like a gun. The man's figure is similar to Huang Song, about seven feet five inches, but he is thick. The most memorable thing is that the man's face is angular, like a knife carving. A pair of thick hands, green tendons are exposed. The thick back of the hand seems to hide an explosive power.

The man's face was indifferent, nailed behind Huang Song, and he didn't move. Li Yuanzhen's sword paused slightly, but he ignored it, still dancing at great speed. Suddenly, Li Yuanzhen's wrist flicked, and the Qingfeng Sword flew towards Huang Song without warning.

Huang Song's face tightened and he didn't dodge. In fact, even if he wanted to, he couldn't dodge, in Huang Song's eyes, the speed of the Qingfeng Sword was too fast. The man behind Huang Song frowned and made a sudden move. When the Qingfeng Sword was half a foot away from Huang Song's chest, a hilt suddenly stretched out from behind its side and slammed into the tip of the Qingfeng Sword. Qing Feng flicked diagonally upwards and flew out of Huang Song's shoulder.

The man took two strange steps, came to Huang Song, and looked at Li Yuanzhen coldly.

Li Yuanzhen's eyes lit up, and he smiled, "Huang Gongzi, this is good, today finally brought a useful one." Much better than the scrap this morning. ”

The gloom in Huang Song's eyes flashed. Just this morning, Li Yuanzhen excused himself to be bored and wanted to find someone to learn martial arts. Huang Song sent a few small leaders of the Dark Eagle to deal with it. As a result, these small leaders were beaten with their legs broken and their arms broken. Huang Song didn't like it in his heart, and only after asking the informed Jianghu at noon did he know that this Li Yuanzhen was obsessed with martial arts and made a ruthless move, and it was already a big face to be able to leave the lives of these small leaders.

Now, there is still arrogance in Li Yuanzhen's tone, and Huang Song is naturally dissatisfied, but with his city government, he naturally won't show anything. He stepped forward and said with the same smile, "Mr. Li is famous in the western part of the world, and he is famous for his 'wild camel', so he is naturally not comparable to some mediocre hands. ”

Li Yuanzhen stared at the man, as if he had seen prey. He raised his chin slightly, gestured, and opened his mouth, "Boy, what's your name?" ”

"In the next unknown junior, Mr. Li may not have heard of it when he says it." The man said coldly.

"How daring!" Li Yuanzhen's face changed slightly, "I don't know if I can make two moves?" ”

"It's still not necessary, it's not good to hurt Mr. Li." The man's voice was the same as always.

Li Yuanzhen laughed angrily, "This is the funniest joke I've heard since I went south, it's not that Li is boasting, there are really few people who can hurt me alone in this day." ”

"Sit in the well and watch the sky!" The man pouted.

Li Yuanzhen took a few steps forward, picked up the Qingfeng sword that fell to the ground, and shouted angrily, "Draw the sword!" ”

The man looked at Huang Song, Huang Song nodded lightly, and smiled at Li Yuanzhen, "Mr. Li, you are a distinguished guest, and this Fang Qi is my favorite general, it is not good for any of you to be injured." It's better to limit it to ten moves, after ten moves, no matter what the result is, the two sides will stop, what do you think? ”

Li Yuanzhen glanced at Huang Song, "This is what Huang Gongzi has thought about a long time ago, right?" ”

Huang Song was not annoyed, "Mr. Li is a master, and it will not be easy to find an opponent." Let's ask who in the world can fight as a 'wild camel'. In Huang's place, Mr. Li will take care of some. ”

Li Yuanzhen was stunned, and laughed, "It's still the son's words, even if he plays tricks, he can't say anything." Well, ten moves are ten moves. He fell back into the center of the field and pointed his sword at a man named Fang Qi, "Boy, make a move." ”

Huang Song didn't have a trace of embarrassment, he casually turned his hand upside down, and the thumb of his left hand nodded down.

Fang Qi's eyes shrank, and he turned to look at Li Yuanzhen fiercely. ~