() Chapter 15: The Escape: The Reaction of the Sky and the Mowgli

Fengyue Street in the morning is the most deserted after the incident, and the people who are looking for joy are still in gentle dreams, but the flowers in the morning are still lively, because everyone is waiting for Miss Yang Liuer's piano skills.

Since Yang Liu'er came to the world full of flowers, after the sun rises in the morning, the sound of the piano will also sound at the same time, and it is said that the first song in the morning is the best song played by Yang Liu'er. But today, in order to grab a good position, they have already drunk a pot of tea, and they have been waiting for a long time, disappointed, they have waited for the sky to be angry.

"What about Miss Yang Liu'er?" Changkong Wuji suppressed the anger in his heart, did not smash the table in front of him, but just looked at the boss who was full of flowers with burning eyes.

The boss wiped the cold sweat on his face with a handkerchief in one hand, poured tea with a hot teapot in the other, and said with a bitter face: "Miss Yang Liuer is not our flower card full of flowers, she is actively looking for a showman, and I can't restrain her!"

"Oh?" "Oh?" the old elder Gao was pulled by the voice of Changkong Wuji, seeing that someone was about to be unlucky, and suddenly a heavenly voice came from behind him.

"Sky City Lord. Zhao Yi walked in from outside the world of flowers and said gently: "Since my friend has passed away, I should also go back." Just now I was about to go to the City Lord's Mansion to bid farewell to you, but I didn't think you had already come, I'm really sorry to let you misunderstand. ”

When Changkong Wuji heard that Zhao Yi was leaving, he couldn't help but be a little anxious, but he knew that it was useless to be anxious, so he thought about it and said: "Miss Yang Liu'er came to Marseille, and I didn't say hello well, so it's better to stay for a few more days, let me accompany you to visit the business capital, and it's good to relax." Besides, your friend's body was hastily buried by a slave, and I should help you find it out and bury it properly. ”

Yesterday's slave riot did kill a lot of slaves, but whether Liezhenbei really died or not is not really certain, Zhao Yi will not be reconciled. Early in the morning, he knew that the slave team was heading south to Carol, and he originally wanted to pursue the past, but was stopped by Changkong Wuji at this time, Zhao Yi knew that he could not refuse at this time, and he also knew that Changkong Wuji would not let those slaves go lightly, so he no longer shirked, and said: "Then it will trouble the city lord." ”

"No trouble, no trouble. Changkong Wuji didn't know that Zhao Yi was followed by the master of the Oriental Purple Bamboo Forest, and he didn't know that Zhao Yi had so many turns in his heart, he didn't expect to leave Zhao Yi so easily, and he couldn't help but get a little carried away with joy, and said: "It's my honor to serve the beautiful Miss Yang Liu'er." ”

Changkong Wuji ignored the sighs and muttering of the teahouse, called a carriage, and took Zhao Yi's master and servant away directly, leaving the noisy words and the sad boss.

Changkong was unscrupulous, but Li Yuxuan was drinking the northwest wind, looking like he was being held hostage by a slave, and he reluctantly hurried away, looking at the dust behind him from time to time.

"Li Fang, guess where Changkong Wuji is now?" Li Yuxuan has been extremely energetic since he cultivated the Divine Dragon Heart Technique, although he has not been able to break through the second layer and enter the third layer, he can catch up and get up no worse than those martial arts masters, and he speaks as usual when he walks rapidly.

"It won't be in the world full of flowers, at this time, Fengyue Street is still sleeping?" Li Fang heard Li Yuxuan's voice, but he couldn't believe it.

"You don't understand this, since Zhao Yi went to the world full of flowers, the hot scene is not something you can imagine. Li Yuxuan said proudly.

"......" Li Fang was speechless for a while, so he had to change the topic, and suddenly said: "Three days to get to Dantes, isn't it a little difficult for you, I suddenly feel a little guilty like abusing minors." ”

"Uh...... We can't pass through the bustling towns, should we take a break from the mountains and forests in front of us and arrange for some people to scatter in the mountains and forests?" asked Li Yuxuan.

"Well, it's better to find some Franks to go back to Marseille, I'm afraid my uncle won't have enough manpower. Li Fang also agreed with Li Yuxuan's idea.

Changkong Wuji accompanied Zhao Yi to visit the business capital for a day, and found that the beautiful and generous princess was not as difficult to serve as imagined, it seemed that the relationship was progressing quickly, and she was in a good mood, but a handwritten edict from the Frankish king made Changkong Wuji depressed. The father did not believe in the conspiracy of the Skull and Bones Society, and blamed the slave revolt on his own mismanagement, which was clearly the two brothers who took the opportunity to attack him.

But who makes himself the third child, no matter how high his ability and merit are, he can't change the identity of the third ranking, Changkong Wuji is even more determined to marry Zhao Yi, but he is no longer confident about the slaves who go south, because it is the second brother who guards the southern border.

"Report ......"

Knowing that the scout's news had returned, Sky Wuji came out of his thoughts and took a piece of paper from the head of the guard.

"Stationed on the outskirts of the town of Qadi and without movement. ”

The town of Qadi is exactly two hundred miles from Marseille, and the march is two hundred miles in one day, which is not unfast. It is understood that the slaves only brought dry food for three days, clearly to hurry, so what about after three days?

In just a few words, it explains a lot of things, Changkong Wuji felt a trace of palpitations for no reason, and suddenly said to the chief of the guard: "Call that scout in, I have something to ask him." ”

Although the chief of the guard was a little puzzled, he quickly brought in the scouts who came to report.

"Those slaves didn't go all the way into town, they didn't buy anything, they didn't come into contact with anyone else?" asked casually as he thought.

"Yes, they walked all the way, only occasionally resting for a moment in the secluded mountain forest before continuing on the road, never touching anyone else. The scout replied cautiously.

"Well, are there any people left behind on the road?" Changkong Wuji nodded and continued to ask.

"Nope. ”

"This information just arrived, which means that it was almost two hours ago. Changkong Wuji muttered to himself, and suddenly asked, "When is it?"

The scout was stunned, this question was very simple, but it was the first time that the scout had been asked a similar question, and the chief of the guard next to him replied in a low voice: "City Lord, you just came back from Miss Yang Liu'er, at most around ten o'clock. ”

"Well, that is, they might as well rest as soon as the night falls. Sky Wuji looked a little confused, and said to himself: "The moon is bright tonight, if they are in a hurry, there is no reason to stop." If you don't want to escape as far as you can in three days, then what's the reason to rush with only three days' dry rations?"

"How is their discipline?" asked the Sky Wuji, straightening his mind.

"It's not much different from our corps. The scout felt a little ashamed, that was a slave!

"A rabble of individual abilities. Sky Wuji asked the head of the guard, "This seems to be the accepted evaluation of the slaves of the Colosseum." ”

"Yes. The chief of the guard replied, "But, city lord, do you remember the black gauze horse thieves who haunted the borders of the Jungar tribe? Many of the slaves in it were secretly purchased from the black gauze horse thieves, and they were all captured by the cavalry of the Jungar tribe. ”

"Defeated and captured soldiers will leave a shadow in their hearts, and their fighting spirit will be completely lost, and besides, this kind of soldier is greedy for life and afraid of death, which is more difficult to train than ordinary slaves. Changkong Wuji said hatefully: "How did that dead fat man manage the Colosseum?

"No, he doesn't seem to know at all. "The chief guard knows that the nominal owner of the Colosseum is asking about the colosseum, and since he came back last night, he has been locked up in the dungeon of the City Lord's Mansion and tortured, but unfortunately he can't get useful information by all means.

"It's useless to keep this waste, just kill him tonight. Changkong Wuji said coldly, but the palpitations in his heart became heavier and heavier, thinking about whether to personally go over to monitor the actions of the slaves, but thinking of Zhao Yi, thinking that the thousand-person scout team could completely deal with the slave team, so he gave up.