The Greatest Uncle of All Heavens

Chapter 164 Black Iron Order

In Nanjing of Liao Kingdom, in Xiao Feng's Nanyuan King's Mansion, there is a big iron cage on the martial arts arena, and there is a person chained in the iron cage, it is Xiao Feng.There are still many elite Liao troops patrolling around, and the guards are very strict.

Suddenly, a burst of sweet fragrance came with the night wind, and the guards fell to the ground limply, but Xiao Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the iron cage with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

As soon as Xiao Feng opened his eyes, he saw a black figure descending from the sky outside the iron cage, it was Wang Moxuan.

"Brother! I'll save you!" Seeing that Xiao Feng was safe and sound, Wang Moxuan heaved a sigh of relief. As he spoke, he hurriedly pulled out the Xiaoyao Sword in his hand. Cut the iron like mud to cut off the iron chain that locks the door of the iron cage.

After Wang Moxuan cut off the handcuffs on his hands and feet, Xiao Feng couldn't help but hurriedly said: "Second Brother, why are you here?"

"Brother, don't talk so much, let's go! Later, it will not be so easy to get away," Wang Moxuan said hastily.

"No, I'm going to rescue A'Zhu! If I escape, the emperor will not let her go," Xiao Feng said hastily.

Wang Moxuan frowned and shook his head: "Brother, sister-in-law is not in the palace at all, she should have escaped, let's get away first, and then go find her."

While speaking, the two who performed lightness kung fu had already left the palace, and fled directly from Nanjing city in the dark.

However, only a few miles away from the city, looking back at the extremely turbulent Nanjing city, Xiao Feng couldn't help but stopped in surprise and said: "What's going on? Even if you rescued me, second brother, the people in the city wouldn't find out so quickly. How could it be such a mess?"

"Because I killed Yelu Hongji!" Hearing Wang Moxuan's cold voice, Xiao Feng who suddenly turned his head to look at him couldn't help but stare and exclaim: "What, you..."

Wang Moxuan looked at Xiao Feng calmly and said: "Brother, I know that you and Yelu Hongji were sworn brothers. But, if you call him big brother, why did he really treat you as a brother? If he really thinks about brotherhood , I won’t poison you and imprison you. I know that if I kill him, my brother will definitely blame me. But I don’t regret it! I killed him not only because he wanted to kill my brother, but also because he wanted to send troops to Song Dynasty. Stopping the war and killing him is the best way."

"Brother, if you think I did something wrong, you can kill me to avenge him. Brothers, never fight back," Wang Moxuan continued.

His complexion changed for a while, Xiao Feng with complicated expression finally sighed and said: "Second brother, you have traveled thousands of miles, willing to take risks to save me, and have deep affection for me, elder brother will blame you. But, you kill me I became the emperor, from now on, there will be no place for me, Xiao Feng, in Daliao."

"Brother, the world is so big, where can we go? What kind of grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes, the emperor's hegemony, what does it have to do with us? Why don't we really retire and stop worrying about these troubles in the world," Wang Moxuan said.

Xiao Feng was slightly silent before nodding slightly, turned around and kowtowed to the city of Nanjing, then got up and said: "Let's go, second brother!"

The two brothers went south together, and when they were about to reach Yanmen Pass, they suddenly saw a large group of Jianghu people coming, the leader was Duan Yu, there were heroes from Shaolin, Beggar Gang and other Jianghu gangs, and even Su Xinghe's disciple They, as well as people from Vulture Palace, 36 holes, and 72 islands.And those who came with Duan Yu were sisters A Zhu and A Zi.

Seeing Xiao Feng and A'Zhu embracing each other in surprise and excitement, Wang Moxuan, who smiled slightly, left quietly.

More than ten years later, the new emperor of the Liao Kingdom went south to invade the Great Song Dynasty, but he did not expect that the Song Army's combat power soared, and with the help of powerful firearms, it was not only defeated, but was also attacked by the Song Army and captured Nanjing, taking back the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun .Since then, the Liao Kingdom has been in decline.
Twelve miles from the east gate of Kaifeng, there is a small town called Hou Jianji, which is usually lively, but today...
Accompanied by the rapid sound of horseshoes and shouts, it seemed that many cavalry surrounded the entire Houjianji.

Soon, some black-clothed men on horseback came to the market, shouting back and forth: "Be obedient and don't move, it's all right, come out if you like knife-ban noodles."

"What's the taste of Knife Pan Noodles..." A clerk in a grocery store said with a smug smile. He fell on the street, and at the same time, a horse galloped to the side, and its front hooves stepped on the guy, only to hear the guy scream, and it seemed that he was dead.

Seeing this scene, the people in the market couldn't help being frightened and kept silent like a chilling cicada.

Not far away is a sesame seed fried dough stick shop, the oil in the oil pan is sizzling, and seven or eight fried dough sticks are placed on the wire rack.An old man with gray hair was bending over, making dough cakes, as if turning a blind eye to the horrific tragedy on the street just now.

In the store, there was also a scruffy young man with a beard, who looked about 30 years old at most, and was munching on deep-fried dough sticks and biscuits with relish, as if the sky falling was not as important as filling his stomach.

In the quiet street market, the sound of scruffy young people eating is loud and rhythmic.At the same time, accompanied by rhythmic footsteps, those men in black got off their horses and came in front of the old man making sesame seed cakes.The leader looked him up and down, and sneered twice.

The slovenly young man had almost eaten, and finally turned his head. A pair of deep and energetic eyes glanced at the old man and the men in black, with a calm expression, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.

"Master, do you want to buy cakes? One penny each," the old cake seller raised his head slowly, and said with iron tongs, he took out a sesame seed cake from the oven.

The tall man in black with a face like orange peel sneered, looked at the biscuits handed over by the old man and shouted angrily: "Up to now, you are still entertaining the old man!"

As he said that, he took the biscuits and threw them at the old man. The old biscuit seller turned his head to one side, and the biscuits flew past his face, and they were about to land on a mud ditch by the roadside. Grabbing the biscuits in his hand, he returned to his original position and sat down. It was that sloppy young man.

"The biscuits are good, it would be a pity if they get dirty," the sloppy young man said with a chuckle, which caused the expression of the old biscuit seller to change, and the man in black couldn't help squinting at him and shouted: "Who are you? Could it be because of that thing too?"

"What about this or that? Isn't it the Black Tie Token? You want it very much?" The scruffy young man smiled and gently opened the sesame seed cake in his hand, and a small piece of iron leaked out immediately.

Seeing this, the old baker's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly stepped forward to grab it, and the tall man in black immediately reacted and rushed towards the scruffy young man.

However, at the next moment, only two muffled sounds of 'puff' were heard, and the old cake seller and the man in black retreated back in embarrassment.

"Boss, didn't I just take you an extra cake? It's not that I don't give money, so I need to grab it?" The slovenly young man laughed and turned to look at the man in black rubbing his wrist with a slightly playful look. : "Brother, didn't you want it just now? Why do you want it now?"

The tall man in black was startled and angry, glanced at a wooden stick leaning on the stool next to the sloppy young man and shouted, "Who are you?"

"Cheng Wuxue, born in a humble background, is just a beggar," the scruffy young man said casually with a light smile.

Hearing his words, the old cake seller and the men in black who were equally astonished couldn't help exclaiming: "What? The leader of the beggar gang, Cheng Wuxue?"

(End of this chapter)