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Chapter 399: Battle of Trapped Beasts

Chapter 399

Li Xingzai recognized Bai Yuanfei and was startled, saying, "Why are you here? There are people watching around."

"Don't worry, they have all been drugged, and now they sleep as deeply as dead pigs." Bai Yuanfei looked around and said, "Is there anything to eat, but I'm starving to death."

Li Xingzai pointed to a plate of snacks on the coffee table and said, "Then will they find the problem tomorrow morning?"

Not only was there no movement around, but the singer on the bed was asleep at the moment.

"So what if the problem is discovered. Anyway, I have left. As for you, it seems they are not willing to kill you." Bai Yuanfei said while eating snacks: "But you don't know, I have suffered a lot these days. If you

If you become emperor one day, don't forget my contribution."

Li Xingzai gave a helpless smile: "Stop teasing me. Look at me like this. I can't even get out of this courtyard."

Bai Yuanfei glanced around the room, and his eyes fell on the naked singer. She was sleeping like a kitten, snoring slightly. Women are really strange creatures, even if they clearly know that there is something hidden in their bodies.

They are in danger, but as long as they have a good face, it makes people feel excusable.

"You've been living a really good life lately, with delicacies from mountains and seas, beauties and fine wines that you wouldn't trade for a god," Bai Yuanfei said.

Li Xingzai let out a long sigh. He couldn't even sigh freely now, so he could show his true emotions in front of Bai Yuanfei.

"Will your medicine work well? Will they wake up midway?" Li Xingzai put on a thin blanket.

"It's so useful. It was brought out by a barbarian from the village. He said it was called Alchemist. This medicine is called Immortal Drunkenness. Even if you smell it even a little bit, you can even knock down an immortal. Without a special antidote, you have to sleep for a whole day and a night."

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"Cheng Dalei's staff is really full of talents now." Li Xingzai sighed leisurely.

"Okay, I can't stay here too long, otherwise something will happen. Liangzhou City has not sent troops, and the boss suspected that there was a problem, so he sent me here to have a look. Now it seems that your problem is indeed not small.

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"Did he send you here?" Li Xingzai paused: "I knew there was no way he wouldn't have any reaction."

"What's your situation now? I'll tell the boss when I get back, and everyone will try to find a way to rescue you."

Li Xingzai was silent for a while, and then Bai Yuanfei asked again before he reacted. Leaving Qinchuan Pass, Li Xingzai only took Fordler with him. He had been in Qinchuan Pass for three years and had made good friends with him. If Li Xingzai said

, they may not follow suit.

But Li Xingzai still chose to take only Fordler with him because he felt that those people were Cheng Dalei's subordinates and he did not want to rely on Cheng Dalei's power.

But in the end, he was stuck here and still had to rely on Cheng Dalei. He originally wanted to reject Bai Yuanfei, but after thinking about it carefully, he was afraid that he would not be able to leave this place without Cheng Dalei.

So he smiled bitterly and explained the situation to Bai Yuanfei.

After hearing this, Bai Yuanfei nodded: "I understand. After we go back, the boss will definitely find a way to rescue you. Just wait with peace of mind. It seems that they won't kill you here."

Of course Song Bokang would not kill Li Xingzai. Not only would he not kill him, but if Li Xingzai had a headache or fever, he would probably be more worried than anyone else.

Bai Yuanfei left quietly. The door was obviously unlocked, but he still jumped out of the window without making any sound.

Li Xingzai smiled bitterly, turned over and lay down, hugging the singer on the bed, still not feeling sleepy at all.

Bai Yuanfei should have left some poison for himself.



It was a long night, and Li Xingzai was not the only one who couldn't sleep. Fordler also didn't fall asleep.

He and Li Xingzai were detained separately, so their treatment was naturally different. He didn't have Li Xingzai's singers or delicacies, and he didn't even have any servants. He was locked up alone in the yard, his weapons were taken away, and three meals a day were specially delivered. In addition,

, the monitoring of him was naturally much laxer than that of Li Xingzai.

He also couldn't leave the yard. The difference was that Fudler was an activist.

He didn't have as many thoughts as Li Xingzai, nor did he take too much into consideration. The Rong people's thoughts were always straight forward. It was nothing more than leaving this place. From the beginning, he had been thinking about ways to escape.

Song Bokang took away his weapons and thought that Fordler had lost his combat effectiveness. Thinking this way, he really underestimated Fordler.

Among the Rong people, iron tools are a luxury item that only a few people can own. For most people, stones, sticks, and even ropes cannot be used as weapons if they want to kill someone.

Killing is never a difficult thing.

At night, Fordler opened his eyes from the bed. His eyes were bright and he was in good spirits.

He took out a wooden stick from under the bed, which was used to hold the door. He held it in his hand and stepped out of the room.

Outside, the sky was full of stars, but there was no moon, so it was still dark.

Simply, the Rong people have the habit of hunting late at night, and they can still maintain excellent eyesight at night.

Fordler pushed open the courtyard door, and a guard standing at the door subconsciously turned around and looked at him in surprise.

Before the other party could ask questions, Fordler had already rushed over and hit the other party's head hard with the wooden stick. His head was broken and blood flowed, the other party's skull was directly smashed, and his eyes became hollow.

Fordler took a step forward and supported the opponent's body to prevent the opponent from making any noise when he fell to the ground.

Putting the opponent lightly in the corner, Fordler pulled out the short knife from the opponent's waist and held it in his hand.

He looked around and encountered the same problem as Bai Yuanfei: he didn't know where Li Xingzai was being held.

The City Lord's Mansion is huge, and for a Rong tribesman, it can be described as terrifying. Being locked up in the courtyard, he naturally has no way of knowing the architectural layout of the City Lord's Mansion.

However, this is not a big problem for him. In the empire, important people will always live in the most luxurious and luxurious buildings. This is never wrong.

He stood at the door, stretched his muscles, and the joints made a snapping sound. Then he dropped the wooden stick in his hand, holding the knife and moving forward, with bright eyes, like a wolf hunting on the grassland.

Of course, Fordler didn't have Bai Yuanfei's self-portrait skills, so he couldn't move quietly without being discovered by anyone. But in terms of clean shots and decisive killings, Bai Yuanfei couldn't compare to him even if he was a flatterer.

He moved forward hidden in the darkness, and once he was caught by someone, he would kill people quickly and swiftly, regardless of gender. Whether they were patrolling guards or maids getting up at night, they all died under his sword.

Wherever he passed, blood dripped, and Fordler stepped closer to the center of the city lord's palace.

Song Bokang lived there, and that was his purpose.


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