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Chapter 793

Chapter 793

Xu Shenji and Cui Baiyu stayed at the table, enjoying the difficult night.

Cheng Dalei actually didn't dare to sleep, although he also understood that a good rest would help his body get better sooner, so that he could better cope with the dangerous situation in front of him.

But being in a foreign land with no one he could trust around him, Cheng Dalei was also on tenterhooks and found it hard to live in peace.

The night was finally over. The next morning, Chen Deshan came over before dawn. When he saw Cheng Dalei, he was shocked: "General Niu, your face seems to be worse?"

Cheng Dalei sighed, he had not slept well all night, it was strange that he looked good.

"Excuse me, Mr. Chen, to take care of you. I thought about it last night and decided to leave today."

"You're leaving in such a hurry?" Chen Deshan said, "But General Niu's illness hasn't healed yet?"

"It's not too serious. I can go on my way and don't dare to disturb my father-in-law anymore."

A person who is too old to die is a thief, a thief like a chicken thief. Why couldn't he tell that Cheng Dalei was in trouble? There were some things that he couldn't ask too detailed about. In fact, he probably guessed Cheng Dalei's identity.

The whole incident was spreading in the neighborhood. How could Chen Deshan not hear about it? Didn't the little white dragon die in Cheng Dalei's hands? What's more, the black bull Cheng Dalei rode was also particularly conspicuous.

But an old thief like him already knows what things he shouldn't ask and when he should pretend to be confused.

Cheng Dalei insisted on leaving, but Chen Deshan did not stop him too much. He thought for a moment and said, "General Niu, I will prepare for you later. The road is full of mountains and rivers, so we need to prepare more dry food."

"Thank you." Cheng Dalei weakly raised his arm and cupped his hand towards Old Man Chen.

Chen Deshan left quickly, and Cheng Dalei and the other three were also preparing for departure. There was not much luggage, but Cui Baiyu needed a change of clean clothes.

So this didn't waste much time, and it didn't take long for everything to be ready. But Chen Deshan left without looking back, and the three of them waited for him to come back.

"Master, can something go wrong?" Xu Shenji asked.

Cheng Dalei was also in a state of confusion and couldn't live in peace, so he could only wave his hands and said: "Wait a little longer."

We haven't waited for Chen Deshan yet, but we have to wait for Chen Yuanyuan first. Cheng Dalei is staying here temporarily. It is not suitable for the young lady of the Chen family to come here, as it is easy to attract gossip. However, this girl is simple in nature and does not care whether these men and women are intimate or not.

Seeing that the three of them had packed their luggage, she asked in surprise: "Are you leaving now?"

Cheng Dalei nodded: "I still have some things to do at home, so I thought I could go back early. Thank you very much, Miss Chen, for taking care of me. I haven't had time to express my gratitude in person yet."

After hearing the news, Chen Yuanyuan seemed to feel a bit regretful, and the smile on her face faded a bit.

"Where is Mr. Chen now?" Cheng Dalei asked.

"Just now my father left the house in a hurry and didn't know where he went."

When the three of them heard this, their hearts skipped a beat. Old Chen was walking in such a hurry. Could it be that he had tipped off the enemy to lure the enemy to kill him? If he had just set up a carriage and prepared dry food, he would not have to leave Chenjiazhuang.

With Chen Yuanyuan present, it was difficult for the three of them to say much, but they had the same thoughts. A string in their hearts was tightened at the same time. Cheng Dalei had already made up his mind: he would not wait for Chen Deshan and leave Chenjiazhuang immediately.

At this time, Chen Deshan came back from outside panting, holding a jar of wine in his hand.

"Knowing that General Niu was leaving, I went to the local bakery outside the village to make a local specialty. I wanted to try it on General Niu's way."

Cheng Dalei looked at the wine jar in his hand, the suspicion in his eyes not diminishing.

"Can we leave now?" Cheng Dalei asked.

"My servant has prepared the carriage and is ready to hit the road at any time. This is a jar of wine for the general to drink on the road."

Cheng Dalei was still weak and had to be supported by Xu Shenji before he could get into the carriage. Cheng Dalei and Cui Baiyu were nestled in the carriage, Xu Shenji drove the car, and the black bull followed beside him.

Chen Deshan wanted to see him off, so he rode a small donkey behind him.

Cheng Dalei was weak in body, but still strong in spirit, staring at the wind and grass outside the car window. The key was that he could not trust Chen Deshan no matter what. He always felt that this old man had no good intentions.

Twenty miles away from Chenjiazhuang, Chen Deshan came to the carriage and said: "General Niu, I will send you here. Take care of yourself along the way."

"Thank you."

Cheng Dalei raised his hand.

Chen Deshan rode on his donkey and planned to return to Chenjiazhuang.

At this moment, an arrow came from the air and landed on the carriage with a clang, the tail of the arrow vibrating slightly.

Chen Deshan was startled and fell off the donkey's back.

Cui Baiyu and Xu Shenji raised their spirits at the same time. They were both powerless, but at least they had experienced something. They had encountered such a scene more than once.

Cheng Dalei leaned in the car and sighed softly: Here we come.

At least Lu Changya had arrived. He shot an arrow and didn't take action again. It was not because he was merciful, but because he was afraid of Cheng Dalei in the carriage. Until now, he didn't know that Cheng Dalei in the carriage was seriously ill and couldn't even lift his sword.

With the rapid sound of hoofbeats, a dozen fast horses approached and surrounded the carriage.

Liang Daole of Runan City.

Liang Daole obviously met several groups of cavalry from Runan City again, and now his troops have been expanded.

Old man Chen had never seen such a scene before. He was so frightened that his face turned pale and he stammered: "What is going on?"

The two sides faced each other in silence, and Liang Daole broke the silence: "Master Cheng, please stay."

Cheng Dalei took a deep breath and spread the sword on his knees. With his current physical condition, how many swords could he use and how many people could he kill?

Can one sword kill one person?

It's really the end of the road.

Cheng Dalei held his sword and said toward the carriage: "How about we discuss it? I am short of men and horses in Liangzhou. If General Liang follows me back to Liangzhou, you will have your place."

"Hmph." Liang Daole shouted: "I am a minister of the empire, how can I regard you, a bandit, as the king? Cheng Dalei, you killed my brother and repaid me with retaliation. It's your turn to pay your debt today."

Cheng Dalei opened the sedan curtain and walked out of the carriage. When they saw him coming out, everyone's expressions immediately became serious. Facing the world's most murderous thief, everyone must have a certain degree of respect.

Cheng Dalei said: "Take a step back and we can discuss it later when we meet."

Liang Daole was filled with anger and hatred, "You let my dead brother come back to life, and I will take a step back."

At this moment, an arrow came from across the air. It was so fast that everyone seemed to hear the sound of breaking through the air.

Cheng Dalei's heart tightened. It was Lu Changya who was shooting cold arrows in the dark again. But now he really didn't have the strength to swing his sword to break the arrow.

There was another sound that broke through the air. Although it was launched later, it arrived first and shot down the feather arrow that flew to the door in front of Cheng Dalei.

Everyone was stunned, looking in the direction of the arrow, and saw a general riding a red horse to the northwest.

He held a bow in his hand, shook his head, and asked:

"My dear, Mr. Li Guanghua, could you please tell me who is Mr. Cheng?"

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