After staying for three days in a row, the injuries on Feng Zimo's body still showed no signs of improvement, although Uncle Zhong used his internal strength to heal Feng Zimo's injuries every day, but due to the lack of sufficient understanding of the Longyuan Sword in Feng Zimo's body, the results achieved every day were still insignificant, but it was this insignificant effect that also made Feng Zimo feel that the original rampaging Longyuan aura was much quieter than before!

On this day, Uncle Zhong got up early, sat at the table next to the inn counter, and continued to drink the wine brought by Xiao Er. Although he was in a bit of a hurry to rescue the unconscious Feng Zimo from the General's Mansion, Uncle Zhong, who often went out, still grabbed a few ingots of broken silver in a hurry just in case. It's just that nearly half a month has passed since he escaped from the General's Mansion with Feng Zimo, and the few ingots of broken silver that he grabbed casually have almost been used!

Uncle Zhong frowned and sighed! After a few sips of wine, he touched the money bag in his pocket, and when he reached out his hand, there was another burst of sorrow, the money bag had already been deflated!

The days to come will still be long, this has no silver, will Mo'er be allowed to sleep in the wilderness? I, a bad old man, can still stand up, the key is that the breath of the Longyuan Sword in Mo'er's body has not been resolved, and his body is weak, if he also sleeps in the wild, I really don't know how many days I can survive!

Thinking of the second lady's explanation before her death, Uncle Zhong was impatient again, picked up the wine jar at hand, and poured a few sips. Xiao Er on the side looked at the old man drinking in front of him quite boredly, and muttered in a low voice: What an old drunkard! I am not afraid of getting drunk after drinking so much wine!

"Hey~~~ Xiao Er, can you take credit here?"

Uncle Zhong put down the wine jar in his hand and asked with a slightly drunk state.

Xiao Er heard the bad old man in front of him say this, and his eyes suddenly swept up and down Uncle Zhong's body several times. Then he replied angrily:

"Yo! guest officer, we have a small shop here, and there are few people coming and going, how can we get credit!"

Then Xiao Er's eyes rolled, and he continued:

"However, if the guest officer wants to pay on credit, there are big stores in the city, see that it is still early today, the guest officer settled the money early, and he is in a hurry to take advantage of the early morning, this... I estimate that I should be able to get to the city in the evening, at that time, the guest officer, you will be on credit again!"

When Uncle Zhong heard Xiao Er say this, his face suddenly turned green, he slapped the table, and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"What? Do you want to drive us away because I have no money, a bad old man?"

The shopkeeper, who had been staying in the back room, heard the shouting and hurried out.

Xiao Er was about to scold when he saw the shopkeeper come out of the back room, and hurriedly turned into a smiling face, and smiled at Uncle Zhong:

"Don't dare, guest officer, you eat and drink well, you can stay for a few days!"

After that, he hurriedly walked to the counter, and when he left, he whispered a sentence:

"Rich? Hmph!

Although Uncle Zhong was drunk with some wine, but his ears could still hear it, as soon as he heard the departing Xiao Er drop such a sentence, he was suddenly dizzy, and just wanted to stand up and grab this snobbish Xiao Er and teach him a hard lesson, at this moment, there were two or three peasant-like people at the door of the inn, carrying hoes and farm tools, as if they were going to work in the fields. After thinking for a moment, he suppressed the anger in his belly, lowered his head, and pretended to be immersed in drinking, but his eyes were aimed at those people dressed as peasants from time to time.

I saw that the people didn't speak, and one by one lowered their heads and sat down at a table not far from Uncle Zhong, one of them was thin and small, and his eyes were bright, and he shouted:

"Little Er, come three pots of wine, cut two catties of beef, and two dishes of side dishes!"

When Xiao Er at the counter heard this, he hurriedly ran to the table, and said with a smile while pouring tea:

"Everyone, wait a while, come right away, drink some tea to quench your thirst!"

After that, he hurriedly ran to the back kitchen:

"Three pots of wine, two catties of beef, two dishes of side dishes!!"

The group of people sitting around the table looked around the inn while drinking tea, and when they saw Uncle Zhong drinking alone, their eyes only stayed for a moment, and then looked away.

However, after a while, Xiao Er took two plates of side dishes and put them on the table of the group of people, and then brought a few pots of wine, and after a few gossips such as "Guest officer, you eat and drink well", he returned to the back kitchen.

Uncle Zhong has been carefully observing their appearance, behavior, and behavior.

The strange thing is that those people have been eating and drinking with their heads down, and they haven't even gossiped, which makes Uncle Zhong even more suspicious, if it weren't for the highly trained samurai, who would have such a quality!

Could it be ・・・・・・

After a while, only a few shouts of merchants were heard from outside:

"Eh! The best inkstone, if you want to buy it, you can buy it, and if you don't buy it, you can leave!"

As soon as Uncle Zhong looked up, he saw that the few people sitting at the round table on the side seemed to be flustered, and then, I saw them pick up the farm tools in their hands, drop a silver ingot, turn around and walk out, and in an instant, they disappeared into the potholed path in front of the inn.

Uncle Zhong stood up and hurriedly returned to the guest room on the second floor, and Xiao Er, who came out of the back kitchen, ran over with a few dishes and just shouted: "Guest officer, your cow...

After a few pauses, he stopped abruptly, muttering: Hey!

In the guest room, Feng Zimo got up from the bed, looked at Uncle Zhong who ran in in a hurry, and said suspiciously:

"Uncle Zhong, what's wrong, has something happened?"

Uncle Zhong closed the door tightly and turned around to signal Feng Zimo not to speak for the time being.

Feng Zimo frowned, and when he saw that Uncle Zhong moved a chair to sit beside him, he hurriedly asked in a low voice:

"What? Did the soldiers from the General's Mansion finally find here?"

"No~~~" Uncle Zhong shook his head hesitantly, "I'm not sure if it's from the General's Mansion or not, but, Mo'er ・・・・・・"

Uncle Zhong looked at Feng Zimo who was sitting on the bed, and briefly talked about the people who were dressed as croppers he met this morning, paused for a moment, and then sighed:

"It seems that this place has been discovered!"

After listening to this, Feng Zimo said angrily:

"Then we'll fight with them!"

"Zimo !!" Uncle Zhong said sharply, "Why are you still so willful! With your current situation, it's okay to fight with one person, but what about a group of people!

Feng Zimo lowered his head:

"So, are we going to go?"

"It's definitely going to go," Uncle Zhong replied firmly, "It's just a matter of when's ・・・・・・, so let's stay one more night tonight and leave tomorrow!"

Night, inadvertently descended on the world.

At the counter of the Fuxing Inn, a half-burned candle was lit, and next to the candle, the sleepy-eyed shopkeeper was holding on to his spirits, as if he was watching the store. It's just that after a while, I saw the shopkeeper shake his head a few times, "Peng", fell on the counter, and fell asleep!

On a small hill not far from the Fuxing Inn, a group of people dressed in black were gathering at this time, who seemed to blend into the boundless night, and there were at least twenty or thirty people in the moonlight. I only heard one of the men in black at the head say:

"Brothers, we gathered here today because we finally discovered the whereabouts of the third prince Feng Zimo this morning, but I heard that this third prince has some demon magic, so we are not in a hurry to do it this morning, but,"

The man in black at the head paused for a moment, and then continued:

"Although he has demon magic, as the backbone of guarding the Qingbo County Mansion, our black armor soldiers may not be able to defeat him!"

When the rest of the men in black heard this, they all nodded in approval!

Seeing this, the black-clothed man who had just spoken nodded with satisfaction, and then waved his hand, and the black-armored guards gathered beside him moved quickly, with slight steps, mixed with a few summer night insect chirps, and ran towards the direction of the Fuxing Inn not far away!

There were a few starlights hanging in the sky, and the chirping of insects on a summer night sounded intermittently in the corner of the inn.

Feng Zimo was dressed in coarse cloth and stood quietly by the window in the guest room, the breeze blowing, warming his heart like a mother.

Not far from the inn is a big river, because it is close to the vicinity of Daliang City, the locals call it Liangjiang!

The water of the Liangjiang River has been flowing eastward, what is there in the east? Only those who have been to the river know some of the situation, Feng Zimo listened to the sound of the water flowing in the night not far away, and imagined that the river was slapping against the reef on the shore, making a loud sound・・・・・・

How long has it been since I heard it?

Since coming out of the General's Mansion, I have been hidden all the way, relying on the protection of Uncle Zhong, I have been able to get to the present, if there is no Uncle Zhong, can I still stand here and listen to the sound of the water? Uncle Zhong In order to cure my illness, most of the internal strength has been lost, Longyuan Sword, Longyuan Sword, how did you run into my body!

Feng Zimo stood by the window and looked out of his mind, not feeling the danger that was approaching.

"Peng"

I only heard a sound of kicking the door, Feng Zimo turned around to look, and saw that Uncle Zhong was breaking into the door in a panic, Feng Zimo was about to ask about the situation, but Uncle Zhong was suddenly shocked and shouted at Feng Zimo:

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, a wooden chair was smashed towards Zimo, with a hint of confusion, Feng Zimo instinctively flashed to the side, only to hear a "click", the wooden chair shattered, and at the same time, there was a muffled sound of "Pu", and a black figure staggered and fell from the windowsill where Feng Zimo was standing just now!

Uncle Zhong immediately took Feng Zimo's hand, pushed Zimo, who was still stunned, out of the guest room in a panic, attached it to Feng Zimo's ear, and hurriedly said:

"Black Armor!"

Feng Zimo suddenly had a wit.

As soon as the two of them came out of the door of the guest room, Feng Zimo glanced down, only to see the figures under the inn longing, and one after another black shadows rushed in from the outside of the inn, and Xiao Er, who was originally lying on the table, did not know where to go, let alone the shopkeeper.

Uncle Zhong just wanted to pull Feng Zimo and prepare to escape from the inn by force, but when he started, he only felt that Feng Zimo's wrist was tight, and when he turned his head, he saw Feng Zimo glancing at the guest room on the side, and Uncle Zhong suddenly realized:

The enemy guarding under the windowsill will definitely break in through the front door of the inn when he sees Zimo escape, so isn't the person under the windowsill very weak?!

While thinking, Uncle Zhong and Feng Zimo hurriedly entered the original room again,

Seeing this, the black-armored soldiers downstairs hurriedly jumped up with their weapons and broke into the door, just at this moment, I saw Uncle Zhong hurriedly jumping down from the window with Feng Zimo, and suddenly, there was a fighting sound on the ground, mixed with a few moans and screams, the black-armored soldiers upstairs followed, and the leader saw a few of his own people lying on the ground, and scolded the black-armored soldiers who were groaning on the ground: "All of them are idiots!" and then led more than 20 black-armored soldiers to chase away!

Although the back of the inn is full of weeds, but in the moonlight, the movement in front is clearly visible, which also makes Feng Zimo and the two anxious, looking back, only to see the black armor soldiers behind them are chasing after them, the black armor soldiers have been trained by the general's mansion, although they are not as good as Uncle Zhong and Feng Zimo in martial arts, but there are many people on the other side, and they are prepared.

It was also because they realized this that the two of them ran straight forward regardless of it.

The sound of the water became louder and louder, and Feng Zimo casually looked forward, only to see a mist lingering in front of him.

"Wait," Zimo shouted softly, Uncle Zhong was stunned for a moment, and then realized,

Ahead is the Liangjiang River, which is wide!

There is no escape!

What to do?

The black-armored soldiers behind had already inspected the surrounding environment for thirty miles before the action, and it was estimated that this situation was expected, and the black-armored soldiers who followed behind formed a trend of encirclement early, approaching the two step by step.

The sound of the water behind him is getting louder and louder, and the mist seems to have shrouded the two of them, and the black-armored soldiers who are approaching are probably also hearing about what happened in the General's Mansion, so they have maintained a high degree of warning to Feng Zimo who is standing in front of him, for fear that he will use some demon magic. Therefore, the black-armored soldiers were just constantly tightening the encirclement while watching Feng Zimo's movements.

Feng Zimo and Uncle Zhong glanced at each other, and Feng Zimo said in a low voice:

"Uncle Zhong, for today's plan, the only way to do this is to swim through the river!"

Uncle Zhong turned his head and asked worriedly:

"Can your body..."

"If it doesn't work, it has to work!"

After that, looking at the black-armored soldiers who were constantly approaching, he nodded sideways to Uncle Zhong, and shouted, "Go!"

I saw the two of them turn around suddenly, jump, and jump into the surging river.

Seeing this, the black-armored soldiers on the shore quickly surrounded them, and it was estimated that they would not have thought that the dignified third son, Feng Zimo, who was making trouble in the General's Mansion, would actually jump into the river, at least in their opinion, the normal situation may be that a fire appeared between Feng Zimo raised his hand, and it would pounce on them in an instant, and he originally wanted to do a hard struggle, but now, looking at the vast river flowing eastward in front of him, the slight mist shrouded it, but where is there the shadow of Feng Zimo and the others?