Fengsha was calmly waiting for Fu Jian to bathe and attracted her: "If there is some trouble, the queen may send someone to take me. When Qingxiu comes back, you will follow her, and she will treat you well."

Fu Jian widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

The wind and sand got up and left.

Not long after he left the house, Fu Jian hurriedly chased after him, holding a long sheathed sword in his hand, which seemed to be of great weight and was a little difficult to run.

The wind and sand stopped and waited.

Fu Jian bit his lower lip tightly, looking at him timidly, and not speaking.

Fengsha reached out to touch her still wet hair, and smiled: "At a young age, I don't know what fears death."

"Shou Feng, few wind..."

A Xuanwu Guard rushed over quickly and said breathlessly: "The palace guards surrounded the Ascension Pavilion, and the head of the army issued a strict order. We should withdraw to Xuanwu Island immediately and not leave without permission."

The wind and sand are not surprising.

Of course Ren Song would not help him fight.

However, he is the young master of the Four Spirits after all, and it is not the turn of outsiders to kill or cut.

So at the end of the matter, the Four Spirits will definitely come forward to maintain it.

The trouble is that this will make him and the four spirits seniors who have been maintaining him be slaughtered by someone.

He was slaughtered by Ren Song, but it was actually a trivial matter. The distribution of interests among the top leaders of the Four Spirits was calculated based on the country, and fighting for it was the general trend of the world.

Any concession means huge losses that ordinary people cannot imagine in their dreams.

How can you feel if you implicate the people who helped him?

The Xuanwu Guard quickly breathed and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Feng, please make sure that Liucheng will turn the world."

Fengsha said lightly: "The snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman gains profit. If he is so stupid that he fights hard with the palace guards, he will fulfill the wishes of some people."

The Xuanwu Guard just shook his head.

Fengsha frowned and said, "My words don't work, right?"

The Xuanwu Guard hesitated and whispered: "If you can't hear from Feng Shao within three days, someone will start to pay the price until Feng Shao shows up intact."

Fengsha laughed and scolded: "I'm not stupid enough to be home. The arrow is the most intimidating on the string. Only when the arrow bag is empty will you be unlucky. Go!"

Xuanwuwei smiled bitterly and said he would leave.

Fengsha turned to Fu Jian and said, "Since you are not afraid of death, come with me!"

Outside the Ascension Pavilion, all the busiest streets in Hongfang are cleared.

A group of armored guards surrounded the gate in multiple layers. At the front, the crossbows were arranged in the shape of a goose, spears were arranged in the middle, and knives were held in the back.

Chenliu is famous all over the world for casting, and the weapons held by the imperial guards are naturally of the best. They are bright and dazzling, and the sharp chill has diluted the warmth of the sun.

It seems that with just a command, any obstacle will be flattened.

The leader of the imperial guards was about to call the door when the gate suddenly opened and the wind and sand came out.

The leader of the imperial guards was surnamed Huang, and the Chenliu royal family. In the past, he came to Shengtian Pavilion and dealt with the wind and sand a lot.

At this moment, he barely looked straight, held the hilt tightly with his right hand, and said in a deep voice: "I guess Mr. Feng knows why I am here, that... please follow me to go~"

After a few words that should have been very tough, I just couldn't say anything confident.

As an extremely secret sect, the name of the Four Spirits has always been a taboo. In fact, not many people have heard of it, and even if they know it, they dare not talk nonsense.

Senior leaders of various countries, major forces, large families, clans, and several sects with great influence have some understanding of the Four Spirits.

As the Chenliu royal family, Chief Huang knew a little about the situation, at least he knew that Fengsha was the senior management of the Four Spirits stationed in Liucheng.

It’s not his timidity, but the reputation of the Four Spirits is made up of flesh and blood.

As long as you get involved in the Four Spirits, there is no thing they cannot do, and there is no one they dare not kill.

Whoever dares to emerge will kill him until no one dares to make a sound.

It is cruel, cruel, and bloody. In the past ten years, what has left behind is definitely not a good reputation.

Some horrifying things are probably not even dreaming of nightmares for ordinary people.

Fortunately, Fengsha suddenly became easy to talk, and Chief Huang successfully invited him into the prison car... I'm afraid that there would be no such luxurious "prison car" in Chenliu.

In addition to the fewer horses pulling the cart, the carriage is a little narrower, and the interior decoration is extremely luxurious. There are all kinds of things, including incense burners, rocking fans, tea sets, silk satin paving, and patchwork pillows.

Fu Jian has seen the world. After all, Ascension Pavilion is the most luxurious entertainment venue in the city, and the equipment is also extremely gorgeous and precious. After entering the carriage, I was still stunned.

After a while, I grabbed an exquisite shaking fan and fanned the wind and sand. Although it was still cold in early spring, the more I fanned, the colder it became.

Fengsha reached out to touch the side window, opened a secret cube, took out a sealed wine pot and a wine glass, thought about it and stuffed it back, but didn't dare to drink it.

The Ascension Pavilion is located in the most prosperous Hongfang in the north of the city. It is not far from the palace. When you go out, you turn to the main street that leads directly to the palace. At present, the street is clear, and there are no pedestrians on the road, and a group of cars and horses are moving very fast.

Of course it is impossible to enter the palace from the main entrance, so you have to turn west into a side street and then go to the side gate of the palace.

There are almost all foreign hotels on both sides of the border street. Because of the fact that Chen Liu produces fine cast weapons, big and small countries and even some relatively large forces have stationed here.

The East Bird Group had just been washed away by blood, and naturally the wind was heard and the gates were closed along the way, and many heads were poked out from the wall, casting vigilant gazes.

Suddenly, seven or eight pots fell from the sky, shattered beside the carriage, and the charred liquid overflowed.

"Turethane!" Chief Huang screamed at the top of his voice: "Distract quickly!"

He heard the sound of cracking silk, and a few fire arrows were scattered, instantly igniting a sea of ​​fire, completely swallowing the carriage.

From outside, the carriage was surrounded by a sea of ​​fire. Looking out from inside the carriage, there was a very obvious gap facing a winding alley.

Fengsha didn't even think about it, and without hesitation, he picked up the frightened Fu Jian, rushed out of the carriage, and headed straight for the entrance of the alley.

There is no such coincidence in the world. A circle of fire leaves a gap, and it is obvious that someone deliberately does it.

Even if it is a trap, it is better than staying in a carriage and burning to death.

There was chaos at the moment, and the sea of ​​fire and carriage blocked most of the people's sight.

Not that no one saw the wind and sand escape, either trying to avoid the flames, or they only saw the black shadows flashing in a flash, and they couldn't tell who they were.

The two guards who were originally escorting the carriage were closest to each other, and even if they were busy running away, they could see clearly and quickly chased after them.

As a result, when we arrived at the entrance of the alley, two more pottery jars fell in front of us, scaring them so much that they rolled and crawled away.

Then a fire arrow ignited the flames to completely block the entrance of the alley.

Fengsha held Fu Jian and turned two small turns in the alley, but couldn't run anymore. His arms were trembling, so he quickly stretched out the Fu Jian.

A masked man in a green uniform suddenly jumped off the wall behind him.

Although the wall was high, it was completely silent when it landed. He held a sword in his hand, looked at the entrance of the alley, leaned towards the wind and sand with his body on his back, and called out softly, "It's me."

Fengsha suddenly turned around and said in surprise: "Qingxiu!"
Chapter completed!