As the sun sets, there is only smoke by the river bank. Soxi's army has already entered the city. He is now sitting in the main seat of the city lord's mansion, looking through the window at the view outside, as if the trees not far away in front of the window can show him a few flowers...

The person sitting opposite Soci was Casar. He slowly drank the fruit wine in his hand, with no joy or sorrow on his face. At this time, the siege had already ended. Soci followed the plan, but only symbolized the resistance for a while, and surrendered to Soci. This action not only caused no harm to the residents of the Lotus City, but also won Soci's favor. For the sake of being a soul-thought-hearted person, he did not make any embarrassment.

In fact, looking at Soci's frowning face, Casar was still quite happy. No matter what, the two of them were still enemies, and the rift did not fade so quickly, so it was normal to have some resentment and anger. Chen Xiansong's carriage was riding and he didn't know what life and death happened. Now many people know about Chen Xiansong's carriage fell into the river.

Many people believe that it was an accident, but Casar didn't think so. He felt that the carriage was out of control. Even if it was an accident, it was a surprise that Chen Xiansong deliberately created. For a person who could come up with such a weird way to break through the city, it was too simple for him to overturn a small carriage.

Soxi hadn't eaten one day, and he was very anxious now. Chen Xiansong was lost. Ricardo explained that there were still living people worthwhile? But the problem was on the other side, Bai Min... the Sun Temple. He knew very well that Chen Xiansong and Bai Min were a couple. The former was in his own hands, which was equivalent to a hostage in his hands. He was not afraid that Bai Min would come to find trouble, but now that Chen Xiansong is gone, things will be in trouble.

The Sun God servant is very powerful, which is well-known to everyone. None of his subordinates is Bai Min's opponent, but he has many subordinates, so joining forces with Bai Min can force Bai Min to retreat. But he believes that the Sun God servant is not so stupid. He still fights to death until he is exhausted. What he is afraid of is that Bai Min targeting him, and assassinate from time to time, without hitting, and immediately fleeing thousands of miles away. That will be much more troublesome. The Sun God servant has more than two hundred years to slowly consume with him, and he can't afford to play.

While Soxi was frowning, his messenger walked in, carrying a wet white robe in his hand, and said, "Master, we found this dress downstream. I think it should be his master Chen Xiansong."

Seeing this thing, Soxi stood up from the chair. He took it in his hand and looked at it for a while, and asked, "Has he found this thing? Did anyone find it?"

The messenger shook his head, and Soxi sat back on the chair dejectedly. He sent hundreds of people downstream to search. After so long, even the fish would be caught, but he could not find the person, and even the body could not be found, and only a piece of clothing was found. Did he take the opportunity to escape? The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was possible.

At this time, the messenger continued: "Master, there is another strange thing. We had two brothers going upstream to check at noon and did not come back until the afternoon. Then we sent people to find them, but their bodies were found in a place not too far upstream... There was a fight at the scene, which was very intense. I wonder if this matter is related to Lord Chen Xiansong."

"You all say that there has been a fierce fight there. Chen Xiansong is just a soul-thinking person. How could he fight with two mercenaries at the same time?" Soxi shook his head: "Will they meet other fleeing soldiers in Yuanmu City, and the two sides have conflicts, and then they are killed."

After Soci finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Casar, who was sitting quietly.

"Although I don't have any convincing words, I don't think it's done by our people in the Log City." Casar said slowly: "When the city was broken, I had already restricted the soldiers from resisting. The most important thing is that you have surrounded the entire city. If someone really escapes in the city, you should know."

Casar was indeed reasonable, Soxi nodded and said to the messenger: "Send a few people to search the upstream, and if you find anything, come back and report it immediately."

The messenger nodded and left. Then Soci said to Casar: "Your Excellency, since you cooperate so much, I don't plan to make things difficult for you. I guess your wife and children should worry about you at home. You can go back and reunite with them, but I hope you don't do anything bad. Sometimes, I won't be lenient when I kill people."

"Thank you for your warning, I'm not a stupid person." Casar gave a light bow and left the city lord's mansion.

When he returned to his home, his wife and children had entered the secret passage to take refuge. The house was quiet, and he only waited for three or two servants. When he went up to the third floor of the study, the window that had just been opened was closed, and then the knocking sounded. He sat on the chair in front of the desk, roared the golden bell above, and the housekeeper pushed the door in, and then gently closed the door.

"The Eagle and the Lone Wolf have returned." The butler's voice was low: "They said that when they were upstream, they found the footprints suspected to be left by the Lord Chen Xiansong when they escaped, but they found that there were other two people chasing them, so they fought with them. Although they killed the other party, they were also injured and delayed their time. In the end, it rained to wash away all the footprints. They couldn't track them anymore, so they came back."

Casar smiled slightly: "It's done well, each person will reward five gold coins, so they can rest."

The housekeeper stepped back, and Casar happily leaned back and placed his feet on the desk. He said to himself: "It turns out to be the same as I expected. Chen Xiansong really ran away. It's a pity that I helped him, but he didn't know. Otherwise, he would have owe me a favor. Tsk tsk, it's a pity."

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In a small village more than ten kilometers away from the Chunmu City, an old man who was gray in the year welcomed Chen Xiansong into the house. This was a very simple adobe house with three single rooms and a kitchen. The furniture was very simple, all made of wood, and many of the furniture still had burrs.

"Old man, do you have something to eat here?" Chen Xiansong touched his body. There were a few gold and silver coins in his close clothes, but the armor outside was blocking it, and he said, "Can you prepare it for me? I will pay."

The old man bent over and looked at the sword in his hand. He didn't say anything. He just nodded, and then went to the kitchen to work hard. Chen Xiansong took off his armor and put it in the corner of the room. This set of sacred clothes was designed by Xiao Min. It referenced the principles of human mechanics in the 22nd century. It was designed very conveniently, both easy to wear and easy to take off. The heavy armor of this era is completely incomparable to it.

After taking out a few silver coins on his body, Chen Xiansong smelled the fragrance of pasta from the room, and his stomach began to scream even more happily. Not long after, the old man walked over with a few black bread on a wooden plate and put it on the table. Chen Xiansong took out two silver coins and stuffed them into the other party's hand: "Old man, this is my meal money, please trouble you."

Seeing the white silver coins, the old man had a humble and fearful expression, and immediately smiled and seemed to have become energetic: "Your Excellency, thank you for your reward, do you still need anything?"

"Well, can you help me cook some boiling water?" Chen Xiansong took a bite of the black bread. This thing was very hard and it would be very difficult to swallow if it was not delivered with water.

No wonder the old man is so enthusiastic. The price of a few black bread will not exceed one copper coin, while the price of two silver coins is more than twenty times. Generally, the villagers living outside the city are poor families. They usually farm and hunt by themselves, but they can still be self-sufficient, but there is no remaining money.

The old man has lived for decades and has never held more than ten copper coins in his hand. He is so happy that he can't find North with two silver coins at this time.

Soon the boiling water was brought up, using a porcelain bowl that was missing a large hole. The bowl had the texture of flowers and plants, which was obviously something that wealthy people don't want. But for the poor, this is already an excellent tableware.

After the water was colder, Chen Xiansong ate black bread that was difficult to swallow while drinking water. In the past, he didn't even look at this thing, but now he was very hungry and tasted quite delicious. After eating a few black bread, he felt much more comfortable and asked the old man if he had the time to let him rest for one night.

The old man nodded violently and took him into the third room on the far left side of the room. There was a bed, an ordinary wooden wardrobe, and several rusted broken iron swords. The old man said, "This is my son's room. He is now undergoing mercenary training in the log city, and he can make money when he comes out. Sir, you can just stay here for a night."

Chen Xiansong thanked a few words, then moved all the armor he had untied into the room. He walked for a day and was exhausted. He fell into the water first, and then was poured in the rain. After that, the armor was not taken off, and his clothes were still a little wet. However, he didn't care about so much, fell on the bed, and fell asleep soon after.

In a daze, Chen Xiansong heard someone saying a few words to the old man outside the room. He seemed to be an old woman with a fierce tone.

After falling asleep, he had a dream, dreaming that he fell into the water first and was thrown into the fire. His body was so cold and hot that it was very uncomfortable, his head was so swollen and painful, and his whole body seemed to be pressed by something and could not move. After a long time, he felt a little awake, so he opened his eyes desperately, but found that his vision was blurry and the strange ceiling was not rotating.

Is sick? Chen Xiansong raised his soft and weak right hand and placed it on his forehead, which was very hot.

He had a fever! Chen Xiansong leaned over his body, supported his upper body with his left hands leaning against the head of the bed. He wanted to speak, but his throat was blocked by something. After a few sounds, the door was pushed open and the old man walked in. He looked at Chen Xiansong, and there was a lot of concern in his turbid eyes: "Your Excellency, what's wrong with you?"

"I have a fever... I'm sick." Chen Xiansong replied in a hoarse and low voice: "Can you help me get some medicine... I still have some money on me when I come back."

"Wait, I'll talk to my wife." The old man went out, and not long after, an old woman came in.
Chapter completed!