Jiaohua

Chapter 404
In an alley to the north of Jinfeng Lake Bridge, Tao Lan was dressed in black and stood in the dark, looking coldly at the frozen lake in the distance.

The subordinates came to report one by one, but they couldn't find Tao Mao.

"Ma'am, could it be that you misunderstood, there are people everywhere now, it's a mess."

Tao Lan didn't speak, her face was indifferent, her eyes were fixed in the distance, she didn't know what she was thinking.

The subordinates looked at her, waiting for orders.

There was constant noise outside, and the voices of the crowd who had been tired all night and suddenly changed suddenly became more and more irritable.

"lady……"

"I really saw him." Tao Lan said.

Since Tao's accident happened, she has been looking for him every day. Tonight, she looked down at the sea of ​​people from the upper floor of the restaurant. She saw a young man running away with the crowd in the street by accident. She would not admit that it was Tao Mao.

"Look for another two days," Tao Lan said, "We must find him."

"My lord has already urged four times..." Ding Yun said in a low voice.

"Only two days." Tao Lan was still looking at the lake, his eyes became tough, "If I haven't found it after two days, no matter what happens, I will return."

Her mother's body was still hanging there. After her elder brother Tao Ding was taken away, there was no news about her, but she could already guess the dangers, so Tao Mao was her last relative in this world. The younger brother who loves and cherishes with one hand...

Xia Zhaoyi leaned against the other wall, held his breath, and listened intently.

It was really her...

Listen to the movement, the number of people is at least ten or more.

Speaking of which, Xia Zhaoyi was not surprised that Tao Lan would appear in the capital. When the beggars were killed on the street, Shen Lie mentioned the saber techniques used by these people, and they guessed that it was the people from Beiyuan.

Then, she went to Jiang Shi.

All the fires and crossbows that were set off that night were all declaring war and provocation against Tao Lan.

However, based on the time and distance, it is definitely not enough to go back and forth to Beiyuan in winter.

Therefore, Tao Lan has either been in the capital early, or she has been in the state capital near Yong'an in the past few months.

"Little girl, why are you hiding here alone?" A middle-aged woman's voice sounded and asked with concern.

Xia Zhaoyi raised his head, and a forty-year-old woman came not far away, her face was haggard, her eyes were red, and she was holding a bamboo basket with a lot of paper money in it.

"Did you get separated from your parents?" the woman said.

Tao Lan frowned, and one of his subordinates immediately pulled out a dagger.

"Be quick." Tao Lan said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

"Little girl?" the woman said again, without stopping.

Two of Tao Lan's subordinates were sticking to the other corner, holding the dagger tightly.

As the woman approached, one of his subordinates gathered momentum, while the other was about to pounce on the "little girl".

But at the moment of rushing out, a piece of wood fell towards the door of the leader's subordinate, with a loud "pop".

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the girl jumped up high, grabbed the corner of the wall, and kicked another subordinate in the face with her strength.

The two men were stunned by the attack.

The rest of the men came running immediately.

"Go away!" Xia Zhaoyi turned around and shouted at the woman.

At the same time, he waved his long whip and strode towards the men who were running towards him, his eyes were shining brightly, and his blood was burning like boiling.

The woman was frightened, and when she realized it, she turned around and ran back to call for someone.

Several men chased after the woman, but were stopped by the girl's long whip.

There were countless sharp fragments of the long whip that came from the horizontal cut, avoiding the heavy winter clothes, and specifically attacking their hands and faces holding the weapons.

I didn't expect the girl to be so aggressive, so she got the upper hand. After recovering, a big man grabbed the girl's long whip with his bare hands, wrapped his arms around it, and pulled it hard.

She wanted to drag the girl back, but her reaction was faster. The long whip left the girl's hand in an instant, and then a dagger appeared, accompanied by her dexterous cat-like figure, the blade sealed her throat, and blood sprayed on the winter clothes.

The big man's hands were dripping with blood, and the pain was worse than his neck. He knelt on the snow, his face slamming on the ground.

As he fell, a crossbow arrow suddenly came through the air, and the big man not far away felt a pain in his brow, and after realizing what happened, he also fell down.

A few more crossbow arrows were shot, but they were avoided by the big men, but it was too difficult to catch this loach-like boy.

Daggers, crossbows, hidden weapons, she attacks them like changing patterns, her moves are deadly, and at the same time, her steps are agile and light, avoiding all the forces that are absolutely oppressive, wrapping them under thick winter clothes is not as flexible as wearing strong clothes Liao's body fell into complete passivity.

The scene became weird for a while, the people from Beiyuan, who had always punished others and possessed overwhelming strength and physique, had nowhere to drop their knives here, and turned into stakes.

Apart from the difference in the moves, what surprised them was the aura of the girl. All the moves of the girl were too fierce and fast. It was not at all like a Jedi counterattack for self-protection, but more like bloody revenge.

One after another the big men fell down, Xia Zhaoyi finally stopped, panting and looking at the open space ahead, his broken hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat, his eyes were burning with anger.

Ran?

She ran away with so many men?
There were nearly ten corpses at her feet, and blood rushed out of seven gullies and gullies on the pale snow, twisting and turning.

There was also a big man standing there, staring at the girl in horror for the first time in his life.

Xia Zhaoyi withdrew his eyes, turned to look at him, the anger in his eyes finally dissipated, and it was as cold as the frost of the abyss.

"You die for me too." She said slowly, uttering the words Qingling, and then her figure flickered, a thin line of blood was drawn from the dagger, and the big man, who had forgotten to run, knelt down while clutching his neck.

……

……

"There, there! Right there!"

The voice of the middle-aged woman sounded.

A large group of people followed in mighty form, holding torches.

After running into the dark alley, everyone was taken aback.

The snowfield was silent, the bodies of the tall men were cooled by the wind and snow, and the blood was frosted.

A girl was groping around the corpses, with her small hands poking into their chests, looking for them one by one, but she didn't look up when she heard someone was coming.

Everyone stared at her blankly, indescribably weird.

The wind in the alleyway whimpered, and the broken hair and clothes hems dried out from sweat were blown together. Xia Zhaoyi searched all the useful things from the remaining corpses and stood up.

At dawn, the girl's little face was as smooth as an egg that had been peeled off in the soft light of the early morning light, and the blood splattered on her face reflected the fairness of her skin.

She came silently, knelt down in front of the crowd, and put all the money she found in the open space, at least a dozen taels, which was a huge sum of money for everyone in the neighborhood.

Then she left, her thin figure stepped on the morning light and snow, and disappeared at the intersection of the street.

(End of this chapter)