My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 44 If I live, my family will die

It was late at night, and the city wall in the distance was towering. There were dots of firelight moving from people's hands on the city wall. High-rise and low-rise buildings stretched out behind the carriage. From a distance, there were screams of arresting thieves.

In the slowly moving carriage, a dim, dark yellow oil lamp stood on the low table, swaying in the cold wind squeezed into the carriage. Behind the short table was an old man sitting upright, holding two halves of a jade pendant, slightly lost in thought.

"elder brother!"

As if recalling a long-ago scene in his mind, another crisp call echoed in his ears.

"Brother... look what I caught, such a big fish!"

"It threw itself ashore!"

"Brother, let's go quickly. Mom told us to run quickly. Someone bad is coming to the house!"

"There is a river ahead, brother, come back quickly!"

I heard my sister's voice, and I remember it was snowing so heavily that day. She ran in the snow, chased her to the river, and fell. She threw herself in the snow, stretched out her little hands and grabbed it into the river.

"elder brother!!"

The river water that day was freezing cold. He floated in the river and watched his sister on the bank crying loudly and getting further and further away.

The jade pendant was suddenly clenched in slightly trembling hands.

Wenyi......

That's her child, my nephew...

Xiao Wenbi opened his eyes, the curtains of the car swayed, and he ordered the soldiers driving in a low voice.

"If you don't go to the imperial city, turn around and go back. I will go and capture Su Yong myself!"

……

The carriage drove through the dark streets, and the attics of the houses stretched into the distance. The wind mixed with snowflakes drifted in the night sky, and suddenly they scattered in all directions. A figure was carrying a person on his back, holding a spear and running across the roof. They were all covered with rattling tiles. Sound.

The people in the houses below were awakened by the noise, opened the windows and yelled: "Who the hell is running on the roof!"

The tiles burst apart, and the fragments hit the wall far next to him. The man was so frightened that he lost all sleep. He opened his eyes wide and saw a figure running wildly on the wooden building opposite, stepping on the owl's kiss and leaping high into the air. , like a big bird flying to the eaves of another wooden building a few feet away.

"Your Majesty, hold on!"

After another long leap, after landing on the roof, Zhu Gongdao accelerated his speed with Su Yong on his back. Blood flowed from his mouth and nose and floated into the air behind him.

"Sir!"

There was no sound coming from behind. Zhu Gongdao turned his face slightly. Su Yong was lying on his back, leaning on his shoulder and was unconscious. There was blood between his mouth and nose. What was the Grand Master's palm just now? It was worse than what he had encountered before in the house. The feminine man is even more terrifying.

Just a simple palm, with unparalleled penetrating power. He was at the sixth level, and even with all his strength to defend, his internal organs were injured, let alone this prince who was not proficient in martial arts.

"Your Majesty, please hold on a little longer, and I will send you out of the city soon." Zhu Gongdao breathed heavily, and every breath brought out a large amount of blood foam around his mouth and nose.

"I promised the Third Young Master, just! One! Definitely! Want! Send..."

In front of him was a towering city wall. The tiles of the house he stepped on suddenly sped up and shattered crazily. The spear in his hand was thrown out of his hand as his speed increased.

"……You go home!"

The spear pierced the night sky, and with a bang, it was inserted into the city wall.

The soldiers patrolling and on duty above heard the noise and hurried over. They raised their torches to shine below. A black shadow stepped on the barrel of the gun, jumped up, rushed into the sky from in front of them, and stepped on the eaves of the tower. , the whole person flew directly outside the city.

Dang Dang Dang! !The warning bell on the city tower rang. At this time, several figures searching in the city and the galloping cavalry rushed towards this side. The general guarding the city gate quickly asked his soldiers to open the city gate, one by one. As the cavalry spread out, experts under Xiao Wenbi's command also dispatched one after another. Using their superior light skills, they stepped on the treetops and searched around. As if they sensed a certain direction, one of them suddenly rushed into the forest below.

The birds that inhabited the forest flew into the night sky in panic. Amidst the crackling sounds of muscles and bones, the person who rushed into the forest was forcefully knocked out with his hands crossed, and slid backwards on the soil.

On the other side, Zhu Gongdao, who also flew out, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at the man fiercely, turned around and ran away with the unconscious Su Yong on his back.

The lean man named Feng Feili rubbed the arm that had just blocked the opponent's kick. Looking at the running figure, he summoned up his voice and shouted.

"People are here!"

Zhu Gongdao carried Su Yong on his back and did not dare to stop for a moment. After jumping over a small river, he got into a nearby forest. The sound of pursuing footsteps and the sound of wind control using light body skills spread rapidly from behind.

The large number of masters who chased out totaled 20 people. The leader was named Xiaoyan Dao Fang Mo. With a smile on his face, he raised the strange-edged knife in his hand and slashed it out, causing a violent whistling and a piercing sound. With laughter, several big trees fell down in a forest instantly, clearing the field of vision. The other masters who followed were not willing to lag behind and rushed into the forest one after another.

There were also war horses galloping intensively outside, and the sound of roaring could be heard.

He held up the torch in his hand and threw it into the woods. The gradually burning firelight vaguely illuminated the figure of the man inside. He exchanged a few moves with the two masters, then rushed through the burning bushes and ran outside.

"Catch him!" shouted a captain on horseback.

In front.

The running figure was almost reaching its limit. Especially on a cold night, the physical strength was exhausted very quickly. Zhu Gongdao did not dare to stop. He grabbed the snow on the hanging branches and leaves nearby and stuffed it into his mouth to relieve some hunger, thirst and fatigue.

"Put me down. We two can't escape after all!"

Su Yong's voice suddenly came from behind. He woke up from the jolt and weakly said in Zhu Gongdao's ear, how could the latter let him go? However, Su Yong tried his best to support Zhu Gongdao's back and fell backwards. , with this push, both of them fell into the snow.

"Your name is Zhu Gongdao, my third brother's guard... I remember you..." Su Yong staggered up from the ground. The sound of pursuit in the distance was approaching. He turned back to look at the guard who also stumbled up, stained with blood. A smile burst out of his mouth and nose.

"I can't leave... The emperor will not let me go... If I leave... I will become a fugitive and abscond, and my family will not survive..."

Zhu Gongdao said nothing and walked towards him.

Su Yong trembled and turned around to take a look. The light of the fire reflected the longing figures, and his voice was choked with sobs.

"Give me a message to my third brother. If I live, I will not be the heir, but a hostage! If I die, I will bear the blame alone. If my family is affected, the most I can do is ransack the house."

"Sir!"

Zhu Gongdao gritted his teeth, stopped, slowly raised his blood-stained hand, arched it heavily, and cried out sadly: "Take care!"

Turning around, he kicked his feet hard, and his body rushed into the small snow forest in front of him like a cheetah. He leaned against a cedar and looked back again. The dense cavalry was coming, and the group of people with high martial arts skills were rushing towards the solitary man. figure standing in the snow.

"My name is Su Yong, and the Su family is not afraid of death!"

On the snow, the messy figure took out a dagger from his sleeve, looked at the approaching figures, and put it on his neck.

……

Northwest of Rongzhou.

That night, fierce fighting spread across the snowy pastures. The burning haystacks illuminated an unknown number of attackers. They rushed into each hut and killed everyone they met. Their bodies were thrown into the snow one by one.

Dong Zhuo and Su Chen were riding on horseback, taking a bite of the mutton that had just been fished out of the pot. While chewing, they looked at the trembling captives over there who were beheaded by the Xiliang soldiers. There were also female relatives among them, but they were all killed. Under centralized custody, Su Chen did not let Dong Zhuo do anything like letting out his lust.

"Almost."

Su Chen looked at this scene, and suddenly felt uneasy in his heart. He instinctively looked to the east, his eyelids were twitching wildly, and he felt as if something had happened.

(End of this chapter)