The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 218:

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Nanhai, Longnan, Longxi, Jianghuai... Passing through four provinces along the way, countless people working in the fields and wandering on the road have seen a man in black and a black horse, rolling up dust and passing by with lightning speed.

Six days later, the Jianghuai Road closest to the Imperial Capital.

Night.

A fast horse galloped past the official road like lightning, turning the green trees on the roadside into a blur of light and shadow. The rider on the horse was covered in dust and could not distinguish the color. His lips were burnt and cracked, covered with a layer of darkness. His body was gray, and his posture on the horse was shaky. To prevent him from falling from exhaustion, the man wrapped the reins around his wrists so tightly that his wrists were bruised and swollen.

Not far ahead, we passed the Jianghuai boundary, and further ahead was the Imperial Capital.

The man on the horse let out a long breath and let out the infinite fatigue accumulated in his bones. However, the horse's momentum did not decrease at all, and it ran wildly into the depths of darkness.

Some figures suddenly appeared in front of them like ghosts, lining up at the intersection.

The reins were pulled hard, and the horse galloped into the air, kicking with flying hoofs in mid-air, and was severely restrained by the rider.

"Get out of the way."

The voice of the man on horseback was so hoarse that it was almost impossible to distinguish, but his tone was firm and unchangeable.

The person in front remained silent and motionless, as silent and firm as a rock.

The person on the horse only said two words and then coughed slightly. She raised her eyes slightly, and her misty eyes were full of bloodshot eyes under the dim moonlight.

Slowly raising the whip, gritting his teeth to hold back the uncontrollable trembling of his arms caused by this movement, Feng Zhiwei said nothing and expressed his unshakability with actions.

No one moved or spoke. It was obvious that the other party was very determined - you have to go over and step over us.

Feng Zhiwei sneered, and the long whip he raised suddenly fell down.

"Hui Lv Lv" was heard with a long hiss.

The horse surged up, its muscles all over the body were pulsating, and in an instant it raised its hooves like lightning, drawing a black straight line and piercing towards the crowd!

"Retreat!"

With a slight scolding, a dozen or so people retreated backwards and formed a semicircle.

"Spread!"

The silver light flashed like the moonlight falling from the sky, and everyone raised their hands in an instant!

A huge silver net covered the sky, shimmering and dazzling water shone straight down, instantly trapping Feng Zhiwei, his horse, and his entire body in the net.

"Chi..."

Almost at the same time as the net fell, Feng Zhiwei, who was riding into the formation with a sneer, pulled out the knife that had been prepared in his arms as soon as the word "Sa" came out of his mouth.

The net fell on her and she was swept across with a knife. White light flashed across the giant net and broke. She rushed out and was outside the net in an instant.

When she rushed out of the net, she neither yelled angrily nor expressed gratitude. She didn't even turn her head or look at everyone who intercepted her. She supported the ground with her knife and moved forward on foot.

As soon as she landed, she staggered. She had been jostling on the horse for days and her muscles and bones seemed to be falling apart. At this time, the pain caused a crazy noise all over her body when she landed. She bit her lower lip in an instant.

Her lower lip was bitten, but her steps did not slow down. She limped and dragged her knife, using a strange but still fast gesture to continue in that direction.

At this moment, all I can think about is "go back to Beijing quickly". Even though there are thousands of people, I am going, and even though there are millions of people, I can't stop it.

My horse can be stopped, but my people cannot be stopped. My horse is stopped, but I still have legs!

The people who stopped the horse held the net buckle in their hands and forgot all their movements. They looked back blankly at the woman struggling forward. She was covered in gray and miserable, her lips were burnt and her tongue was cracked and her eyes were bloodshot. She was crooked. He supported his body crookedly and struggled forward on foot in a weird posture that was ridiculous but made people want to cry.

Look at the unstoppable persistence and persistence that burst out from her almost thin body.

"Click."

A man released the net buckle in his hand.

"Pap tap tap." More people let go of their hands, and the giant net fell to the ground.

The leader closed his eyes and sighed, gritted his teeth for a while, and waved his hand.

The giant net was loosened, and someone silently went over, untied the trapped horse, and led it to Feng Zhiwei.

Feng Zhiwei stood still for a long time, and a little crystal liquid splashed out from her eyes, washing away some of the dust on her face, like a deep ditch.

The leader silently helped her onto the horse and placed fresh water bags and dry food bags next to the horse.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

Another burst of rapid horse hooves sounded, and Gu Nanyi, who had been chasing after him, arrived. He was also a little embarrassed now. He always paid attention to clean and soft silk robes. The black and yellow ones could no longer distinguish the colors. The face-covering The white gauze also turned into yellow gauze.

The person blocking the road saw him hurriedly saluting, but he didn't even look at it. He ran straight past Feng Zhiwei, reached out to grab her, put her on his horse, and then ran away.

Those people were submerged in the rising smoke and watched their backs disappear into the depths of the horizon. They were speechless for a long time. After a while, the leader sighed and said: "Inform the brothers behind you, there is no need to stop them."

"Yes."

"Inform the Commander-in-Chief..." The man said in a low voice, "The girl is determined and no one can change it... Please be prepared."

"Yes!"

The seventh day.

Smoke and dust stirred up like waves in front of the horse's hooves. At the end of the waves, the majestic city gate of the Imperial Capital of the World was about to be seen.

Turn around a low hill, Feng Zhiwei knew that at the end of the road there would be the city gate where people were coming and going. She let out a long breath and almost collapsed in Gu Nanyi's arms.

Human potential is really endless. Three days ago, she felt that she would fall off the horse at any time. Now she was still sitting on the horse, but she said she was sitting on the horse, but in fact she was leaning on Gu Nanyi. Only then.

Gu Nanyi made exceptions again - he never changed his clothes and never pushed her away.

It usually took them only seven days to complete the half-month journey.

Gathering up the last bit of strength, she urged her horse forward.

But there was a flute sound.

The clear and ethereal flute meanders in the mountains, as if descending from the clouds, carrying the golden wind and jade in the open water and thin clouds, passing through the latitude and longitude of the wind, playing the desolate sound of endless thoughts.

The melody was light at first, then gradually turned passionate, with thunder and lightning, clouds rising and rain falling, and suddenly it turned into howling autumn rain, low and continuous, lingering endlessly.