As he spoke, everyone began to pry open the slate.

Seeing that the slate was loose, Li Ruiqing took advantage of the situation to pull out his hand, told him to lean on his shoulder, and blocked the major acupuncture points on his right hand: "Then shut up." ”

Flesh and blood blur. Jin Yan, who had a good relationship with Mu on the side of Su Ri, couldn't help but turn his face away.

Xiang Mu said: "I'm fine, master, you better go and save Your Majesty first, I see that these people don't seem to be the same as those in front of me." ”

It was obviously trembling in pain, but there was still a smile on his face that he didn't care much. He urged Li Ruiqing, knowing that the master looked at the light breeze and didn't know how anxious he was.

Li Ruiqing lowered his head, and completed the main rescue steps in a few breaths before pushing him to Jin Yan: "Ask the accompanying doctor to clean up with him again, and wait for me to come back." ”

The boulder was pushed away, and Li Ruiqing disappeared in place when he boarded.

After he left, his face finally couldn't help but twist together, and he exclaimed bitterly: "Jin Yan, you are light, I am seriously ill, hey, you are so rude, you will not be able to marry a daughter-in-law in the future!" ”

Chasing into the tunnel, Li Ruiqing found that this was a dirt tunnel dug out temporarily. The sides are unstable and easy to collapse at any time. The only delicate place was probably the huge stone slab that was used to block him.

Its function is to stall for time.

Thinking of this, there was a faint anger flashing in Li Ruiqing's eyes.

There was a drag mark on the ground, and the blood on it was dripping with blood, and picking up a piece of amethyst scattered on the ground, Li Ruiqing recognized that it was hanging from Zhao Xiangling's robe.

He was a little confused.

If it's an ordinary killer, you'll definitely scrape it clean when you see this. Killers are short of money, they can buy and sell their lives for money, and there is no reason to let this one go.

Of course, there is one type of killer except: the dead soldiers raised in the mansions of wealthy families for one day only.

This kind of person only has tasks in his heart, but no money.

Holding the half of the broken amethyst in his hand, Li Ruiqing listened to the movements around him and walked deeper along the drag marks.

The hijackers did not deliberately hide the traces, so Li Ruiqing could clearly see that the blood stains on all the sharp stones on the main road would become clearer.

Avoiding those bloodstains, the anger in Li Ruiqing's eyes couldn't be suppressed.

He knew whose blood it was.

He simply let go of his body, skimmed the dirt road, paused in front of a new mud wall, clapped his palms together, and then dragged out a man covered in mud.

He grabbed the man's neck and squeaked: "Say, where is Zhao Xiangling!" ”

When the man saw the murderous intent in his eyes and the demonic red color that gradually crept into his eyes, he couldn't help but tremble, and when he closed his eyes and bit it, he only bit his tongue.

The hot face was a palm-wide slap print, which had quickly become red and swollen, and in some places it even broke and bleed because it couldn't bear the strength.

The two snow-white teeth that flew out, and the poison hidden in them fell into the dirt, which was the only painful antidote to the killer. As soon as the object was removed, his eyes immediately dimmed.

"Say!" Li Ruiqing retracted the strength of his fingers, and the green tendons on his wrists burst out, pinching the killer out of breath, "That woman, where is it!" ”

The killer smiled coldly, turned his head and refused to answer. He knew that not answering was his only chance of life.

With a 'click', he looked at the man who had done it in disbelief, and his head hung limply. He couldn't understand why this man had killed him without listening to him.

Throwing the corpse aside coldly, Li Ruiqing wiped his hands, his eyes were cold. Since you don't open your mouth, you don't have to waste your time.

He turned around again and disappeared into the tunnel.

The end of the tunnel was in the downtown area, and Li Ruiqing immediately solved the killers guarding the door, grabbed their necks and threw them out like garbage, without looking at them.

He pinched his fingers, he should have been less than half a quarter of an hour behind the group. Although the people in the ambush in the cave used it to slow down their own pace. But in just half a quarter of an hour, Zhao Xiangling's identity is special, and there should be no way for them to leave here in a short time.

In other words, Zhao Xiangling and others should be in this busy city.

Jumping out of the dry well at the exit, Li Ruiqing didn't have time to brush off the dust on his body, jumped on the high wall, and scanned the surroundings.

Far away from the imperial city, there are not many people here, the working men, holding hoes in the fields, white-haired old women, lying on chairs basking in the sun, and a train of horses, are pulling horses to the distance.

Li Ruiqing's gaze immediately fixed on the carriage.

Zhao Xiangling was poisoned, whether he was carrying it on his back or carrying it, it was too conspicuous, and the only thing that was not eye-catching was the carriage.

Looking at the straw mat covered by his head, Li Ruiqing raised his arm lightly, and in an instant, several afterimages appeared on his figure and chased him out.

As soon as the man leading the carriage saw him coming, he carried the mat and ran, and immediately took cover from under the carriage with several killers.

Where would Li Ruiqing let go, his arm was raised lightly, countless thin needles were raised, and the opposite killer was immediately pierced into a hedgehog.

He was about to continue chasing after him, when he suddenly remembered something and stopped.

No, he was tricked. Zhao Xiangling is not somewhere else, the old woman basking in the sun is!

Who will bask in the scorching summer sun! Don't you think you've lived long enough?

Turning his head, Li Ruiqing retreated. However, the old woman basking in the sun and the big man hoeing the field have long since disappeared.

He gritted his teeth, and in a rare gaffe, he punched the stake next to him, knocking it into a large dent.

Regardless of the blood red fist, Li Ruiqing sent a signal and waited for someone to come.

His speed was too fast for the guards behind him to keep up, so he was half a quarter of an hour slower.

Li Ruiqing said word by word, extremely calm: "Gather manpower, search in pairs along the four directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest, block the main roads out of the city, look for all suspicious characters, search for dilapidated and abandoned shops, houses that have been uninhabited for a long time, investigate all the secret properties under the Yu family, and dig them out for me!" ”

Huo Yu, who was in charge of the killer line under Li Ruiqing, took a step forward and asked, "Master, what should I do after I find out that the Yu family has a secret birth?" ”

"Kicked me in their restaurant, kicked in one place and kicked one after another, until it never opened!"

The black robe went away, the fire whispered his palms, his eyes lit up, and he said to the people behind him: "Did you hear that, brothers, it's time for us to work!" ”

smashed their brothers, robbed their young master's wife, and still want to live in the south in peace?

Hmph, there are no doors!

What about the Yu family? It's the Yu family who fights!

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Zhao Xiangling didn't faint for long. When she awoke, she found herself lying in a chair with a great sun shining overhead.

Then, she felt a cool breeze pass, and a black figure floated past.

Li Ruiqing? Ruiqing? Ay! Where are you going? I'm here, I'm here, your majesty is here, hey! Ay! Ay!

It's a pity that even if Zhao Xiangling was about to stare Li Ruiqing's back out of a hole, the latter didn't look back.

For the first time, Zhao Xiangling felt the pain of Mrs. Dayu watching Dayu pass through the door three times without entering. I also felt a sense of powerlessness that was hard to open.