For a time, the riverside was brightly lit, and all kinds of lantern buckets were bright for men, women and children.

Everyone let out a long "wow".

Feng Liwan was also very satisfied with his arrow, put down his longbow and smiled at the Chunming City Lord: "Fortunately, I am not dishonored." ”

The city lord of Chunming smiled and said: "Sure enough, the hero is a young man......" Feng Liwan's arrow really added a lot of highlights to the Lantern Festival.

Before the words fell, there was a sudden "rumbling" not far away!

The double lotus lamp that Feng Liwan first ignited exploded.

It was also blown up in a particularly violent way.

Due to the proximity to the port and the shore, the violent air currents swept the nearest spectators away from each other, and the others were also crushed to the ground.

The sound of explosions, the sound of wind, and then the screams of people in terror came and went.

Feng Liwan stood the closest and bore the brunt.

He was quick with his eyes and hands, pushed the Chunming City Lord to the rear, and stretched out his arm to block his head. The furious waves of qi also knocked him back, but with the protection of his qi, he suffered less damage.

"Enemy attack!" Feng Liwan shouted, "Protect your adults and the convoy!"

The relatives who rushed up from behind picked up the unconscious Chunming City Lord and sent him out. The wind stood at night with his long sword unsheathed and strode towards the grove.

Someone moved in the lantern, and the explosion would be so ferocious, intended to hurt people, and even more so to hit the west!

Sure enough, there were also a few screams from the direction of the grove—

The female dependents who were originally resting in the forest suddenly found that more than a dozen people suddenly came out of the river, all dressed in water, and quickly approached them, showing a trend of outflanking.

The guards immediately stepped forward to meet the battle, and the sound of swords clashing was endless.

The guards around the mother and son ignored the others and pushed them into the carriage first. The coachman shook the reins, and the four horses pulled the cart to the bridge.

Getting out of here as soon as possible is the best policy.

But when I ran halfway, there was a loud bang, and the boat in the middle of the bridge was blown up by the water for half a day, falling down and smashing on the water, only half of the boat was left, and the sawdust and water splashes on the shore splashed the spectators on the shore who had not had time to evacuate.

The other two boats connected to its iron cables were affected and torn apart.

Anyway, the bridge is impassable.

The horse was frightened, and the man stood up, and Xi Yu let out a long neigh. The coachman was busy reassuring the horses, and was caught in the cold by an arrow in the shoulder.

Fortunately, at this time, Feng Liwan also arrived, chopped off the head of a man in black with two knives, and said loudly: "Come out, don't let them escape!"

As soon as he gave the order, a group of sturdy men suddenly emerged from the remaining four or five carriages, and stopped the back of the man in black without saying a word.

At this time, three or four men in black had already grabbed the fleeing carriage, wounded the guards, and picked up the mother and son.

The child screamed in fright, but it was not loud in the crowd around him. His mother held him tightly in her arms, and they both curled up together.

The man in black was about to break out, and the child's cry came into their ears, and they finally heard his words clearly: "I want my mother, I want to find my mother!"

Isn't his mother by his side, and which mother else does he want to find?

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reacted: "Not good!"

At this moment, the woman who had been holding the child with her head shrunk suddenly raised her head and punched the man in black under the ribs.

At the latter's roar, she retracted her hand, and there was a prismatic steel tip on the back of her hand, and the blood that flowed down could not hide its cold light.

The man's spleen was pierced directly, and the woman turned around and cut the throat of another man in black.

Now everyone understands that the mother and son are not the target of this trip at all, but fakes. They don't even have a mother-son relationship.

"Trap, the target is not here!" the rest of the men in black yelled, "Retreat, retreat!"

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After living for half a month in a hurry, Zhao Feng finally had time to sit down and drink hot tea.

Nowadays, the crowd is concentrated on the river to see the exhibition, and most of the people who should buy the lamps have also bought them, although there are still guests coming to the door, but the number of people is obviously not as good as the daytime.

The big brothers and sisters Huang had already left, and the inventory in Zhao Feng's store was sold out, not only did the losses in the fire make up for it, but there was also a small surplus.

Tonight's Chunming City, the lights are bright, even the street in front of the door is all kinds of lanterns hanging high, a hazy festive.

He was too busy to eat today, so Zhao Feng felt hungry at this time, so he went to the old store next door to buy a bowl of noodle tea to quench his hunger. The fragrant sesame salt collided head-on with the steaming millet noodles, and the smell of sesame sauce wafted in the air.

He was sitting in the store and drinking comfortably, and he also received a guest who came to mend the lamp temporarily, and there was a loud "boom" from the west, and Zhao Feng almost choked on a sip of hot noodle tea.

The pedestrians who came and went stood still and looked in that direction with him.

Riverside...... Something went wrong?

There was thick smoke billowing from there, and there seemed to be the exclamations of the crowd, which were heard especially far away in the night.

Zhao Da was stunned, the Chunmingcheng Lantern Festival is held every year, why is it only this year?

No sooner had the thought crossed my mind than another explosion in the west, not as loud as the previous one, but also powerful.

In the noodle shop, a three-year-old child was so frightened that he cried.

After a short time, dozens of horsemen came rushing from the east, and the knights all spurred their horses and hurried to the river.

One by one, they are murderous.

They are from the east side of the street.

For no reason, Zhao Feng thought of the Ding mother and son who went in that direction a few days ago, and the black strong man who went in that direction in the afternoon.

What's in that direction? There is the residence of the wind and the mansion of the wind family.

These things seemed to be connected, and he felt a little anxious and uneasy in his heart.

......

Feng family, Qingyin Yuan.

Before it was dark, a man wearing a small hat in a green coat took out a food box from the kitchen, went to the house unhurriedly, all the way unimpeded, and then climbed the stairs to the second floor.

The second floor of the house is a bedroom, study and tea room, which is used by the master for resting. At this time, two rooms were empty, and the third room was half open, and there were two big men guarding outside, and a mother and son were sitting inside.

If Zhao Feng was here, he would find that this was the Ding mother and son who had disappeared for several days.

Ding Shiyuan was sitting by the window in a daze, when he heard the sound and looked up, he saw a man in Tsing Yi slowly coming in and putting the food box on the table.

"Hungry, come and eat. The candlelight illuminated her beautiful eyebrows, bright eyes, and even a smile in this sentence, as if chatting with a friend.

Wind Lingzhao.

The woman who delivered the meal was Feng Lingzhao, the ninth lady of the Feng family. She took out three bowls of dishes from the food box and placed them on the table in the same way.

A bowl of noodles with shallot oil, a bowl of shrimp and small wontons, and a plate of green salad with bitter endive, which looks very good. "You've got all the dishes you want. ”