The Grand Tutor was knocked unconscious and taken away. It was strange that he was not killed on the spot. Guard Cui was stabbed several times, and blood flowed like a river. He was so angry that he risked his life not to chase him. "Let's follow him, quickly." Chen Guanlou rushed out of the prison with the jailer. Prison Chief Niu only saw the rolling dust, and ate a mouthful of dust, looking like the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. "What should I do? What should I do! I am afraid that my head is in danger. Quickly, go and ask Minister Sun, tell him that the Grand Tutor was kidnapped." "Everyone, look for him separately." Chen Guanlou separated from the jailers, changed his appearance, changed his equipment, and followed the traces all the way out of the city. "Friend, please stay!" Chen Guanlou stood on the tree canopy, looking down at the black-clothed man in front of him. The man in black was carrying the unconscious Grand Tutor on his shoulders. "Who are you?" The black-clothed man was facing a great enemy. "I have nothing to do, so I join in the fun. In broad daylight, dressed in black, it's easy to take the hostage out of the city. It's not easy!"
Not only is it not easy, it's impossible without cooperation. This is the capital, under the feet of the emperor, do you really think the soldiers at the city gate are just for show? No matter how bad the Dagan Dynasty is, the capital still retains basic guards. The man in black rolled his eyes and looked very nervous. He couldn't see through Chen Guanlou's depth, and didn't know whether the other party was a dragon from the river or a local snake. If he was a local snake, why had he never seen or heard of this person. If he was a dragon from the river, where did he get the confidence to dare to track him? Aren't you afraid of death? Knowing that there is a lot of water here, he still dared to get involved. "Get out! Otherwise, I will kill you without mercy!" The man in black suddenly said harshly. Chen Guanlou sneered. He was now playing the role of a lonely hero in the desert with a vicissitudes of life. What was there to hesitate when the other party said harsh words to him? He didn't use a knife. In his eyes, everything in the world can be a knife. He casually broke off a branch, and used the simplest sword technique to strike directly at the vital point. The fatal blow suddenly turned a corner in mid-air. Chen Guanlou jumped up, retreated at a high speed, and landed on the treetop. The fragile branches dragged his body and swayed in the air. What a sharp sword technique, if he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have been split in half. However, the sword still brushed past his temples, and a strand of broken hair fell to the ground. An old man appeared vaguely in the shadow of the woods, and his true face was blocked by the leaves. Recalling the sword just now, it was definitely an eighth-grade or even ninth-grade warrior. Chen Guanlou was shocked. He was just joining in the fun, so how could he provoke the supreme strongman. Can he not play this game? Can he leave? "You are amazing to have escaped from my sword." "The senior is truly amazing. You appeared without a sound. If it weren't for that sword, I wouldn't have noticed it until I died." A high-level warrior can easily hide his own breath. He really didn't notice that there was another person in the woods before. This is a profound lesson. He couldn't even see through the depth of the other party. He could only vaguely estimate that he should have a ninth rank, but he should not have reached the late stage of great perfection. Thank God, the person who came was not a master.
Otherwise, he would have to die here today. Look at the prison breakers, and know that there are no masters in the Tianlao, only one guard Cui, and he is only fifth-rank. The black-clothed man sent out, with the same strength as guard Cui, relied on the number of people to kill the guards of the East Palace without leaving a single piece of armor. Guard Cui is also in danger of death. If he hadn't stopped him halfway, the black-clothed man would have successfully taken the tutor away. The old man who suddenly appeared was to guard against unexpected situations like him. "You deserved to die just now. No one can escape from my sword." The old man's tone was so arrogant that Chen Guanlou felt his blood boiling. "I quit, I don't want to play anymore!" He was very decisive. If he couldn't win, he wouldn't fight. "Come if you want, leave if you want, do you think this is a child's play?" Before he finished speaking, the sword came again. Chen Guanlou cursed inwardly, "The knife is coming!" Let the other party see the real knife skills! The killing of the blade and the sword brushed the head of the man in black, but the target was the unconscious Taifu. Kill Taifu! "You dare!" The old man roared. With Taifu in hand, how could he allow others to kill him. The sword turned halfway, just to block and save his life. Chen Guanlou made a prompt decision, turned around and fled, escaping at an unprecedented speed. "Little thief!" The old man realized that he was being fooled. The knife just now was clearly a feint to the east and a false knife to escape. The old man chased him angrily. Chen Guanlou learned Qinggong from the flower thief, supplemented by "The Record of Ascension". Who in heaven and on earth can catch up with him? Plop! There was a river in front of him, and he jumped into the rolling river decisively. The river covered all traces and all breath. Even if he was a ninth-grade warrior, he would not be able to find anyone standing on the shore. Chen Guanlou held his breath, sank to the bottom of the deep river, and drifted downstream with the water. The old man stood on the shore, and he was so angry that he slashed with a sword, splitting the river. Fish and shrimps surged up and floated on the water with their white bellies turned upside down. This sword, with 100% of its power, had alarmed the nearby Beijing camp garrison. The old man did not want to provoke the people in the barracks. Although he was unwilling, he chose to retreat decisively. Chen Guanlou floated for half an hour, slowly dived from the bottom of the river, and exposed his head. In the winter, the river water was piercing, but he did not feel cold. He just felt lucky, lucky that he was lucky to have a good life and decisively chose to escape instead of fighting against a ninth-rank warrior.
He called him a fool, and he was scolding himself. He knew that the case of the Grand Tutor was complicated, but he didn't expect that there would be a ninth-rank warrior who would help the black-clad man halfway. A ninth-rank warrior was a thug. Just think about it. The person who planned this must be very important. Just guess at the top group of people. The person behind the scenes is guaranteed to be among them. Ninth-rank warriors are so rare. How many people in the world can send ninth-rank warriors as thugs? This is too much fun. Thank you for this. After getting ashore, he didn't go back to the prison immediately. Instead, he went to the brothel to hang out all night, and went to the prison to work early in the morning with a smell of powder. When Niu Yucheng saw him and smelled his smell, "You, you, you..." He said three yous in a row, which was really angry. Chen Guanlou shouted with grievance, "Sir, how long can we live? Before we die, at least we should be cool and carefree to avoid regrets." It makes sense! It perfectly explains why he was absent from work for a day and a night. People thought they were going to die, so they wanted to be cool and carefree, is there anything wrong with that? Definitely not! Niu Yucheng couldn't say a word to refute. "Not necessarily dead." Finally, he uttered this sentence. Chen Guanlou's eyes lit up, "Did Lord Sun save us?" "This is a complicated matter, and I don't know the specific situation. Yesterday, Guard Cui chased him out, and you chased him out too, what happened next?" "He lost him. Lord, you know that jailers like me are ordinary people, and we can't catch up with those warriors. I don't know how Guard Cui is doing. I saw him injured yesterday, bleeding all over the floor, but he was still chasing so hard." "Don't worry, he won't die. But his future is probably over."