Chapter 58: The Reversal of the Spear

  Song Kai patted his hands and smiled: "It seems we really have to part ways."

  "Why?" Nie Lingdang walked behind Song Kai, "Why separate, come back to Holy City with me, I've said it before, I'll cover for you."

  Song Kai shook his head, "Wait for now, I'll look for you later."

  Nie Lingdang glared at Song Kai: "Song Kai! When I was down on my luck, you took me in. Now that you're down on your luck, no matter what, you have to come with me."

  Song Kai burst out laughing, stretched out his hand and patted Nie Zhong's shoulder, "I didn't mean to be rude to you, it's just that I have some reservations about the Turkic country. Besides, since we're traveling in the Tang Dynasty, we should go visit Chang'an City."

  "How dare you! You have the audacity to do such a thing!"

  A loud noise came from the doorway, and then Ashina Wanlang, as tall as an iron tower, rushed over. His huge palm was about to grab Song Kai, his height was over two meters, and one of his big hands was enough to cover Song Kai's head.

  Song Kai Zheng hugged Nie Lingdang's shoulder, heard the sound, and quickly hid behind Nie Lingdang.

  Nie Lingdang also hastily spoke up: "Wan Lang! Stop!"

  "Princess! This barbarian from the Central Plains is too detestable," Ashina Wanlang stopped in his tracks and spoke to Nie Zhengtong in a low voice.

  "Song Kai is my friend, Wan Lang you must not be disrespectful to him," Nie Zhong said with a serious face.

  "Yes, Wan Lang was wrong," the towering man nodded in agreement.

  At this time, nine more people walked in from the entrance. The leader had a white goat beard and wore a large green robe. He held a green iron flute in his right hand, while his left arm was empty, revealing that he was an old man with only one arm.

  "Season Grandfather!" Nie Lingdang ran over, grabbed the left empty sleeve of the one-armed old man and shook it, "Season Grandfather, you've finally come to find me."

  The old man with one arm shook the silver bell on his right hand, and that bell was exactly the same as the silver bell on his wrist, apparently a pair.

  "It's a good thing you wrote 'Shui Diao Ge Tou', otherwise I, Season Grandfather, wouldn't have been able to get into Suzhou City," Season Like Wind said with affectionate gaze at Nie Lingdang, laughing.

  Nie Lingdang was taken aback, suddenly remembering that the "Water Tune Song Head - When Will the Bright Moon Be" poem hanging in the guest house was signed with her own maiden name, Nie Hong. She knew that only those closest to her knew her by that name.

  It was precisely because the Water Tune Song Head was too famous, so that even Ji Rufeng, who was far away in Bian Sai, knew Nie Hong's position, and he hurriedly brought people over.

  Nie Lingdang couldn't help but laugh, pointing at Song Kai and saying: "Master Qi, actually that poem was written by Song Kai, but he gave it to me and I signed my own name to it. At the time, I really didn't think that because of this poem, Master Qi would be able to find me."

  Ji had been sizing up Song Kai for a while, and he was already very old. As soon as he took his first glance, he understood that Nie Lingdang had taken a liking to Song Kai.

  Nie Lingdang is who, that is the county master of the holy city, the barbarian girl in everyone's mouth, even the Turkic Khan is a headache figure, but in just two months, she actually likes an ordinary-looking bookworm, what happened in these two months?

  Song Kai saw Ji Rufeng looking at himself and nodded his head slightly.

  Ji Ru Feng nodded and said: "Wan Lang, you take the rest of the people to rest first, I'll talk to the princess for a bit."

  Ashina Wanlang nodded in agreement and then led the remaining eight Turkic warriors back to the third floor.

  "Uncle Ji, how's the Sacred City?" Nie Zhong sat down and asked while pulling on Ji Rufeng.

  "Not fully recovered yet, but at this time, Emperor Qi has regained power. Your father and grandfather are also actively reorganizing the old troops. However, this turmoil has caused too much damage to our royal family... your mother... Ah." Ji Rufeng put down the iron flute in his right hand and stroked his chin.

  Nie Ling's eyes were red, but she didn't cry. She only asked: "Are the others all right? Is Grandfather injured? Are Second Uncle and Third Uncle all right?"

  The seasons come and go like the wind, each one responding in turn.

  Song Kai sat on one side, silently thinking about things.

  After a long time, the two people finally made it clear to each other. Nie Ling Tong talked about his escape experience and then talked about the fun things in Song Kai's guest house, and finally talked about the reason for coming to Suzhou City this time.

  Ji Rufeng furrowed his brow upon hearing this, "Oh, that person is quite overbearing. At present, the Holy City is still not at peace, and the King's intention was for me to bring you to continue avoiding the storm in the Great Tang. Hearing what you just said, it seems that this person will not easily give up."

  Song Kai suddenly spoke up on one side: "Seasoned old man, may I ask... cough, how is the combat strength of these few people?"

  Nie Ling's eyes were fixed strangely on Song Kai, and she suddenly clapped her hands loudly, saying: "Right, right! Seasonal grandfather, let's go back and kill him! Kill him! Hmph, that Yang Rongguang is so despicable, if we don't kill him, the county master will really be hard to vent his anger."

  Ji Rufeng did not immediately respond, he was not Nie Lingdang, and would not impulsively rush to avenge, his top priority was to ensure Nie Lingdang's safety.

  Song Kai patted Nie Lingdang's shoulder and said, "Don't be rash, Yang Rongguang has a lot of power, if we're not careful, we might not make it back."

  Nie Ling Tong puffed out his chest, "Do you know that Ah Shi Na Wan Lang is the greatest warrior in our Holy City? And Seasoned Master is the champion of the Great Tang Martial Arts Tournament forty years ago! Although Seasoned Master is older now, he himself said that his swordsmanship has become even more refined. What does a small fry like Yang Rong Guang have to be afraid of?"

  Song Kai turned his head and looked at Ji Rufeng.

  Ji Rufeng nodded and smiled at Song Kai, saying slowly: "Since they bullied the county master, I naturally want to get this scene back. However, Suzhou City is after all a big city in the Tang Dynasty, and the forces inside are intertwined. We need to plan carefully, otherwise, if we capsize in Suzhou City, it's not worth it."

  Song Kai stood up and said, "If it's really like that, I think now is the best time. If my guess is correct, Yang Rongguang will definitely send someone to catch us two after seeing the power of the explosion at the inn. He won't be able to rest easy until he catches us. Tonight, his mansion will definitely be empty and weak. I still have some gunpowder, plus Seasoned Old's superb martial arts skills. Tonight, we'll definitely take Yang Rongguang's dog life."

  "Killing Yang Rongguang is easy for me, but what if we get caught afterwards?" Ji Rufeng asked with a frown.

  "As long as Yang Rongguang is killed, escaping will be easy. In fact, in Suzhou City, I also know a few old friends who are far more powerful than Yang Rongguang. However, the reason they don't want to provoke Yang Rongguang is not because of his great power, but because Yang Rongguang is Yang Jian's pawn, an observer of Jiangnan Dao, planted in Suzhou City as a spy. Whoever wants to kill Yang Rongguang must think thrice. Since we don't plan to stay in Suzhou City for long, killing Yang Rongguang will naturally be fine. Even if Yang Jian wants to avenge Yang Rongguang, it won't be until half a month later." Song Kai laughed.

  "In that case, let's set off immediately," Ji Rufeng also a person who acts decisively, he stood up and said.

  "Great, let's set off at once," said Nie Zhongyun, who was the most excited.

  Ten minutes later, Ji Rufeng and his ten men, along with Song Kai and Nie Lingdang, stood outside the Su Yue Inn.

  Twelve people, eleven horses. Nie Lingdang mounted a horseback. When there were many people, she was naturally embarrassed to ride with Song Kai again. However, when she saw that Song Kai and Nie Lingdang only had one horse between them, the people below still understood some things.

  Ashina Wanlang gazed at Song Kai with a complex expression, somewhat resentful and also somewhat helpless.

  The last two Turks will ride a horse together, and Song Kai rode a Turkic horse.

  The horses produced in the Western Regions are indeed exceptionally majestic, but they are also too fierce and the people of the Western Regions are not good at making saddles. Riding on a horse, there is always a feeling of being on shaky ground.

  They mounted their horses and the twelve of them rushed quickly towards Suzhou City once again.

  As soon as they entered the gate, Ji Rufeng suddenly raised the iron flute in his hand, signaling everyone to be careful.

  Everyone slowed down their horse's hooves.

  At this time, a burst of cries came from inside the city gate, followed by someone shouting for help, and then short screams.

  After the shrill cry, the city gate slowly opened.

  Ji Rufeng reacted the fastest, he suddenly jumped off his horse and ran over ten zhangs of distance in a flash, instantly arriving at the city gate and hiding.

  The city gate opened a gap, and four horsemen divided into front and back, rushing towards the outside of the city. It seems that these four people had just killed the soldiers guarding the city.

  Ji, like the wind, hid in the corner of the city gate. When all four people had left the city gate, he quickly followed, his iron flute swinging fiercely in his hand. With a sudden "hum", the other end of the flute revealed a long and slender steel blade, which instantly pierced through the back of the last black-clad horseman, straight into his heart.

  "Ahhhroo!"

  That man let out a cry of surprise and fell off the horse's back.

  The three men in front looked back in alarm as Ji Rufeng caught up again, the iron flute with a sword blade in his hand stabbing towards the second-to-last black-clad horseman.

  The two men in front ran very fast, one of them tightened the reins and turned the horse's head to attack Ji Rufeng. The man in the front was a bit timid, he urged his horse on, but instead accelerated his speed, apparently afraid of Ji Rufeng, planning to take advantage of the situation to escape.

  Ji was as swift as the wind, and in an instant, the iron flute in his hand killed another person. The iron flute stabbed straight into the back of that person's head, and when it was pulled out, blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.

  The second knight was greatly surprised, stretched out his hand on the horse's back to pull out the knife, pulled several times, but couldn't pull it out, and he was frightened.

  Ji Ru Feng naturally wouldn't let go of the opportunity and rushed up to kill that person as well.

  The man in black at the front had already run far away and was rushing straight towards Song Kai and his companions.

  Ashina Wanlang strode forward with big steps. He didn't jump high like Ji Rufeng, but facing the galloping horses, he didn't dodge at all.

  The man in black on horseback gritted his teeth and shouted: "You're looking for death!"

  The forehoof of the big horse was already trampling towards Ashina Wanlang.

  Ashina Wanlang let out a loud roar, his two hands suddenly grasped the front hooves of the big horse, and with a sudden burst of strength, he actually swung the horse up, "Hey" - the swiftly galloping fine horse suddenly flew into the air, falling far away more than 20 feet outside, the black-clad man on the horse was crushed to death by the horse's body...