Along the way, Shangguan Peiyu was a little distraught, and prayed in her heart ten thousand times that Li Ning'er would not have anything to do, otherwise her plan that had been prepared for so long would fall short, and at the same time thought that Li De would go to Li Mansion tonight to assassinate Xu Feng, this fire was very likely to be related to Li De, and he scolded him ten thousand times in his heart.

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The fire on Li's mansion was naturally caused by Xu Feng, as early as after killing Li De, he thought of this escape strategy, because the palace was heavily guarded, and several teams of patrolmen were not raised in vain, and he was still injured, and it was almost impossible to escape head-on, so he came up with the strategy of arson.

As for the fire that was so big later, it was obviously unexpected by him... But he didn't feel guilty, but he still felt a little happy...

When everyone was rushing to put out the fire, he had already taken advantage of the chaos to escape from the Li Mansion.

But it can really be said that I don't know if I don't go, and I was shocked when I left, I didn't expect the Li Mansion to be so big!

He stumbled and walked for almost half an hour before he walked out, which also caused his injury to recur.

A layer of cold sweat floated on his forehead, he had suffered a lot of internal injuries when he was fighting with Li De today, and the old illness had not recovered, and new injuries had been added, and he had dragged his seriously injured body in the Li Mansion for so long.

His health can be said to be very bad now, and it is likely that he will collapse in the next moment.

If it were someone else, I am afraid that I would have been unable to bear the pain a long time ago, and I would have fallen down and was unwilling to take another step.

But he was still gritting his teeth and walking, relying only on perseverance and wanting to live.

After Xu Feng left the Li Mansion, he walked along the main street, the location of the Li Mansion was in the west of the city, and he thought that he would rest in the inn when he walked away.

There are no pedestrians on the road now, except for the occasional noodle stall or two in front of the street merchants.

These small noodle stalls will only appear at night, because the good location of these main streets during the day is not their turn, and there are many people who go to Yanfeng Lou at night to seek pleasure usually come to these stalls to eat hot noodle soup for a night to warm their stomachs, so the business is not bad.

Xu Feng saw the hot noodles in the cauldron on the street, and some were hungry, thinking that it was too late for the people in the Li Mansion to put out the fire now, and he should still be safe now, so he sat on the wooden bench of the stall, ready to eat a bowl of noodles and continued to walk.

After sitting down, he remembered that the blood stains on his clothes were obvious, and it would be a little tricky for the stall shopkeeper to run to report to the official, so he lowered the hat slightly, but the next scene made him a little stunned.

Because the stall shopkeeper didn't shout and ran to report to the official, but stepped forward with a smile and asked: "Hero, there are hot soup noodles and hot soup wonton noodles on the stall, what do you want to eat?"

In fact, on this main street, there will always be some gangster fights or chases or something, these people who earn night money all year round naturally have more knowledge than other ordinary people, and they are also a little self-preservation.

Xu Feng didn't think much about it when he saw this, and ordered a bowl of wonton hot noodle soup and two stacks of side dishes to eat.

The warm soup is in the stomach, the whole body is comfortable, and the state is better.

"Hero, this is just finished killing?" the stall shopkeeper sat on another wooden bench and looked at Xu Feng naturally and asked, as if he was chatting.

Xu Feng was a little stunned for a while, asking this kind of question directly and rudely... Is this really just a simple noodle stall?

The shopkeeper of the small stall smiled, revealing his two yellow front teeth, and said in a somewhat deflated accent: "Don't see the hero, you just came to Yanzhou when I see you, in our Yanzhou, killing people is not a shameless thing, I can see it almost every day, little old man."

Then he pointed his finger and said, "Well, there was one dead last night in the same place where you are sitting now." ”

Xu Feng lowered his head and looked at the wooden stool he was sitting on now, he didn't pay attention to it just now, but now he saw that there was still a little blood in the silk cracks, and he almost didn't spit out the noodles in his mouth when he ate it, and suddenly he was a little suspicious of life.

He hummed depressedly, sat down on another wooden bench next to him, drank a few sips of soup and pressed it down, and continued to eat.

The shopkeeper of the small stall saw that the black-robed hero had no intention of paying attention to himself, and he was not bored with himself, so he went to roll noodles.

While eating, there was a faint sound of horses' hooves coming this way not far away.

Xu Feng was startled, touched the long sword on his waist, his heart was a little more steady, his expression was calm, but his heart was beating hard, and he was still eating noodles.

Soon, a total of four men rode from the side of the street on black horses, and behind them there was a magnificent carriage dragged by two white horses, and the surface of the carriage was faintly revealed, and it was remarkable at a glance, and it was followed by a group of soldiers, who carried torches, and were bright everywhere they went.

When the stall shopkeeper saw such a big scene, he lowered his head in fright and didn't dare to look at it.

Xu Feng raised his head and took a look, lowered his head and continued to eat noodles, adjusting the hat a little lower.

When passing by the stall, one of the four men in a white brocade robe stopped his horse and looked at the small noodle stall on the side of the street.

Xu Feng felt that there was a gaze, and he suddenly felt that the pressure doubled, and he was a little out of breath, which was the aura of the person himself in the cultivation.

"Fourth brother, there's something to see in a small broken stall, don't go quickly!" a tall man in a black shirt shouted to him in front of him.

After hearing this, the brocade-robed man slowly rode his horse.

Before leaving, he glanced at Xu Feng again with his eyes, he saw the blood stains on Xu Feng's clothes that were about to dry up, and felt that this person was a little weird, but he found that the other party did not have any internal force fluctuations, so he didn't think much about it, just thought that he was a member of a small gang.

After they all walked away, Xu Feng let out a sigh of relief, just now he had been carrying his heart, looking at the big scene just now, presumably the person sitting in the sedan car must be a big person, these people should have rushed to the Li Mansion to extinguish the fire, for fear that they would see something abnormal, and forced themselves to keep calm, fortunately, they were eager to extinguish the fire, and no one noticed him except for the man in brocade.

This is also fortunate that Xu Feng was seriously injured at this time, and the already scarce internal force has now dried up a little, so he was not felt by the brocade-clothed man The fluctuation of internal force, otherwise it is uncertain what will happen.

Xu Feng had no intention of eating noodles, and after paying the bill, he asked the shopkeeper about the location of the nearby inn, and the nearest one was not far from the front, but Xu Feng wanted to stay away from Li's mansion, so he decided to go to the Fulai Inn on Qixing Street.

His current location is Shanggao Street, also known as the Rich Street, there are more than ten big streets in Yanzhou City, the houses of wealthy businessmen are usually selected in Shanggao Street, and the house prices are naturally outrageous.

Xu Feng's eyes are a little sluggish now, and the meridians in his body are painful like a thousand ants devouring his heart, and gradually every step he takes is like carrying a thousand catties of stones on his legs.

He couldn't muster any more strength and fell vertically...