Ye Feng didn't move, he didn't even have the desire to pursue, and he didn't take the fleeing person in his eyes at all. Although she disdains to use poison, her flying knife is not so easy to follow.

That person was already injured, and she broke through the dantian qi sea, and he could feel it from the messy footsteps that began to make a sound when he fled just now, at least the other party's internal force was more than half.

Cangzhou, the Red League rudder.

At this moment, the three sects and nine small sects in Cangzhou are all gathered here. Unlike those major sects, these small sects may not be good at martial arts, but after all, they still have their own inheritance. No one wants to let this little inheritance be cut off in their own hands.

The rivers and lakes are cruel, and although the high-level leaders of both good and evil encourage the maintenance of this illusion of peace, there is still an undercurrent. The big sect is naturally rampant, and the medium sect can also protect itself, but these small sects, if they want to survive, they can only huddle together to keep warm.

The Red League, an alliance in which almost all the small sects on the rivers and lakes joined, naturally began to emerge.

Although the level of the master is slightly inferior, in terms of power, the Red League has surpassed the righteous path or the evil path, and the rivers and lakes have never been supported by a few large sects.

"Alliance leader, someone below has already talked about it, and now Dongchang and Jinyiwei are looking for an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy. Moreover, the gunpowder has been removed by all of them. "There is no news that can be hidden from this group of people, almost the entire Cangzhou Sanjiao Jiuliu is already under the control of this group of people, or in other words, the Sanjiao Jiuliu are all members of the Red League, even if it is Dongchang Jinyiwei, if you want to do things, you also need manpower, as long as you need manpower, then there is no way to avoid using the people of the Red League. Whether it is a porter, a trader, a beggar or a hooligan ruffian, all of them are the eyes of the Red League.

"It's kind of interesting, what do you think? "The leader of the Red League, Jin Zuchi, had a red face, but at the moment it turned a little purple, he was a rough man, and he didn't like this kind of brain-using work very much, so he turned his gaze to the next young man with a fan in his hand, and this young man was Ji Qianchou.

Ji Qianchou came from a humble background, but his ancestor had a relationship with a master of the Huashan faction, but compared to his ancestor, he was more confident. His ancestor was named Ji Wushi, and his name was Ji Qianchou.

Obviously, this person made Dongchang and Jinyiwei all start to be afraid, and they did not dare to act rashly, and even feared that the gunpowder would get out of control and hurt this person, which shows that this person is extremely important to the imperial court. The fan in Ji Wushi's hand did not open, but tapped the palm of his other hand one by one. This is a small action that he habitually makes, and when he thinks, he will subconsciously do it.

"Yes, and this person is still young, and he is by no means a high-ranking official in the court, but he may be a first-class nobleman in the court, and he may even be a prince. Although Dongchang and Jinyiwei are high and powerful in the eyes of outsiders, in the eyes of the Son of Heaven, they are not outdated and first-class servants. If there is really a nobleman of the court, or the little prince of which royal mansion is here, they dare not act rashly, it is absolutely reasonable. At this moment, it was a middle-aged man sitting at the head of Ji Qianchou, and the two iron galls in his hands kept turning, but he did not make the slightest sound. If someone looks closely, they can find that although the iron galls in this person's hands are rotating with each other, there is a slight gap from beginning to end.

With a hint of disdain, Ji Wushi glanced at the other party, and a touch of disdain flashed in his eyes. But he didn't say much, as resourceful as he was, he had naturally guessed who that young man was, the prince? Hmph, the first emperor had only one son, three generations of the Heavenly Family, self-Chenghua, to Hongzhi, and then to today's Zhengde, for decades, the heirs were scarce, almost cut off, and the seventeen or eighteen-year-old prince who came.

And what does the prince of the other fiefdoms have to do with the current emperor, dead or not, but there is really a connection?

"If Dongchang and Jinyiwei are so troublesome that they don't dare to do anything about this conference because of this person, then won't this action of our Red Alliance be in vain? What do you see, Dian Xiya, am I not right?" A big man with a scar on his face sitting at the back of the room shook the room with a few dusts.

"A rough man is a rough man, with a loud voice, you go and practice the lion's roar." Well, Alliance Leader, that, I'm not really talking about you. As soon as he finished speaking, Di Xiya noticed Jin Zuchi, who was lying down and was also shot, and then said this sentence more and more darkly.

"It doesn't have to be this way, the mountain people have their own tricks. Ji Qianchou saw that there was an endless argument below, and hurriedly spoke, he was the military advisor of the entire Red Alliance, and even Jin Zuchi could not deny his decision casually.

"Brother Ji, will Ji be out?" An old Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe under Ji Qianchou coughed, and suddenly everyone's voices were suppressed, and they all looked at Ji Qianchou.

Ji Qianchou folded his fan, then stopped the corners of his mouth, and said: "It's very simple, since Dongchang and Jinyiwei are afraid of this person, then we will find out this person and send him out." ”

"Hehe, I thought it was a good idea. I didn't expect it to be such a bad idea, if that person was so easy to find, wouldn't Dongchang and Jinyiwei find out a long time ago. A thin middle-aged man sitting in the penultimate row with a haze in his eyes said.

"Stupid, I don't bother you to explain, alliance leader, please let people search the inn in Cangzhou, and they will get something. Don't forget to ask if there are any new people joining the inns. Ji Qianchou looked at each other with the eyes of an idiot you are.

Jin Zuchi's big hand slapped on the chair, stood up, and said to the people below: "Brothers, have heard it, now everyone go and mobilize people, remember to be secretive, don't be discovered by other forces." ”

After everyone left, Jin Zuchi asked Ji Qianchou, the only one who didn't leave, "Tell me, who is that person?"

Is the golden foot red a rough man? Of course not, a rough man can lead the great Red League?

Ji Qianchou did not speak loudly this time, but pursed his lips slightly, and transmitted the sound into a dense condensation line, but no one knew that Ji Qianchou's internal strength was so spiritual.

And Jin Zuchi's eyes began to become a little weird, as if he had heard something that shocked him.

Where none of them noticed, a small white paper butterfly flew away.