I've been reborn, who still wants to be a cowardly little white flower?

Jiang Yuan ran after the carriage.

Luzhu also held her breath and ran straight to the Marquis' Mansion, where she just met Changying who was coming out and was going to Jiang's house to watch them practice martial arts.

Luzhu crashed into Changying's arms like a cannonball. Fortunately, Changying had practiced this before, otherwise he would have suffered some internal injuries.

"What's wrong? Is a ghost chasing you?"

Lu Zhu waved her hands, "There's something wrong with the Jiang Mansion's carriage. It's running out of the city. The girl is chasing the carriage. Sister, go and get it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Changying disappeared. A moment later, a woman riding a horse, followed by another horse, galloped past the main street.

After all, a carriage is not as fast as a single horse, and with people on board, the speed is much slower.

After leaving the city gate, Jiang Yuan saw the shadow of the carriage from afar and continued to chase it calmly.

As we chased after it, it seemed as if the carriage was going to a very far place, with no intention of stopping at all, and it was getting further and further away.

He left marks along the way while running to make it easier for Changying to catch up.

Always keep a long distance from the carriage to ensure that you can always see it to avoid being discovered.

Hearing the sound of a horse running behind him, Jiang Yuan looked back while running.

Changying threw the reins of another horse towards Jiang Yuan who was running. Jiang Yuan raised his hand to catch the reins and jumped onto the horse.

Neither man nor horse slowed down.

Instead, after getting on the horse, Jiang Yuan pulled the long reins and slowed down.

A few dozen miles out of the city, the carriage slowed down and entered a village.

Jiang Yuan got off the horse from a distance, handed the horse to Chang Ying, and followed secretly behind.

The village looked very poor. Most of the houses were made of mud, with fences made of wooden strips surrounding a yard.

There are big trees near the village, but none inside the village.

Jiang Yuan climbed up the tree in no time and sat on the high trunk to see farther.

The village is not big. You can see the other end from one end. There are about dozens of houses in a rectangular shape, forming a village.

On the tree, Jiang Yuan saw a dozen men dressed in servants' clothes, holding weapons such as sticks and knives in their hands.

There were seven or eight people surrounded by these people, including two girls, and the rest were men and women. They all knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the carriage.

The carriage door opened and a very familiar person walked out.

"Jiang Hao." Jiang Yuan was on the tree, gritting his teeth and spitting out these two words.

Jiang Hao approached the seven or eight people and kicked a man. The man looked quite old and fell to the ground with his kick.

One of the girls cried and threw herself on the man.

Jiang Hao waved his hand, and the thugs behind him stepped forward, grabbed the two girls and walked away. The two girls kept struggling, and the mud and dust were flying as they were dragged.

Jiang Hao covered his nose, coughed twice, then raised his hand and slapped one of the girls.

Just as he was about to slap her again, his raised hand felt painful and a stone fell to the ground.

Jiang Hao held his wrist, gritting his teeth in pain, spinning in place, shouting, "Who, who sneak attacked me, come out here!"

No one paid any attention, so Jiang Hao said to the thugs, "Find him, find him for me, and beat him to death."

A dozen people responded and started to search separately.

"Ouch~"

"Ah~"

"Ouch!" There were cries one after another. More than a dozen people were hit by stones. They covered the back of their heads and looked around.

Jiang Hao was also stunned, and shouted even louder, "Who is it? Get out of here if you have the guts. Don't be a coward."

After Jiang Hao cursed a few more times, a man wearing a fox mask came out from behind a mud house, throwing stones in his hands.

Someone came out and Jiang Hao pointed at her, "Don't play tricks. Who are you?" As soon as he finished speaking, the fox mask in front of him rushed towards Jiang Hao like an arrow. The speed was so fast that it could be seen from the sounds that sounded in the air almost at the same time.

"Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa..." The sound of slaps echoed throughout the village.

Everyone hiding in the house heard the slapping sound outside.

By the time Jiang Hao and his thugs reacted, half of their faces were swollen. They were beaten badly almost at the same time.

Jiang Hao covered his face which was burning and visibly swollen. He moved his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, with a tooth in it.

Jiang Hao was furious, his hands trembling as he pointed at the fox mask, "Go, come on, kill her, and I'll give you five hundred taels of silver..."

The thug, who was originally a little timid, completely lost his mind when he heard the five hundred taels.

Alcohol gives courage to cowards, and money gives courage to the poor.

A dozen thugs raised their weapons and rushed towards the fox mask, yelling.

Then they started howling and rolling around.

Jiang Hao watched as more than a dozen of his thugs fell to the ground in a few seconds, and moved back with trembling legs.

The fox mask approached him step by step, holding a stick in his hand, and hit the palm of his left hand again and again.

Jiang Hao stepped back step by step. "You, you, you, don't come over here. I'm telling you, my father is a high-ranking official. If you dare to touch me, my father will definitely wipe out your entire family."

The fox mask said nothing, but continued to move closer.

"Who are you? Who hired you? I'll pay double, triple, triple the money." As he spoke, Jiang Hao took out silver, purses, and banknotes from his pocket and threw them in front of the fox.

The silver bills fell lightly to the ground, and the money bag on the fox mask's shoulder also fell to the ground.

Then, Jiang Hao heard a slight laugh, and then, there was an overwhelming attack of sticks.

Jiang Yuan held up the stick and cleared Jiang Hao's meridians from top to bottom. The stick, which was as thick as his wrist, broke abruptly.

He glanced at the broken stick in his hand, then looked at Jiang Hao, who was curled up on the ground, already exhausted.

He stepped on an intact stick and pushed it to the instep. He lifted it again and the stick was in his hand. The next second, Jiang Hao's voice changed its tune and resounded through the sky.

The stick broke, and Jiang Hao's leg was also broken.

After a loud cry, Jiang Hao fainted.

With half a stick in his hand, he turned around and pointed it at the dumbfounded thugs.

The stick pointed at them, then at Jiang Hao behind him, and then at the carriage.

A few smart thugs came to their senses, carefully stepped forward to lift Jiang Hao, and stuffed him into the carriage. They turned around to lift the unconscious thugs, but they felt pain in their backs and half of Jiang Yuan's stick flew over.

They didn't dare to carry anyone anymore, and drove the carriage out of the village as if fleeing.

Seeing them leave the village, seven or eight people crawled to Jiang Yuan's feet and kowtowed, "Thank you for saving my life, thank you for saving my life, thank you..."

"Hurry up, hurry up, what are you doing?"

When Jiang Yuan spoke, the people were even more surprised. How could this be a girl's voice?