On the pine tree, Feng Qingzhuang, who had an excellent view, looked at the camp in the distance and laughed.
"Sit still, be careful not to fall into the tree while laughing." On the side, Wu Jingyu held Feng Qingzhuang's slender waist tightly, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the corners of his brows and eyes raised a doting smile.
"With you here, I don't have to worry about falling off the tree." Feng Qingzhuang smiled brightly.
Suddenly, a strange smell floated in the wind. Feng Qingzhuang's face darkened. She quickly pinched her nose and made a nasal sound.
"It stinks!"
It turned out that the huts in the camp were not enough. Those who had eaten the food mixed with croton and boiled water ran towards the surroundings of the camp to solve the problem on the spot.
"You will reap the consequences now." Wu Jingyu raised his eyebrows and smiled crazily. He picked up Feng Qingzhuang and used some strength, and rushed towards the pine trees further above the camp. He did not forget to take two affectionate little ones with him.
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As soon as the two of them sat down on another tree, Feng Qingzhuang suddenly remembered something, a trace of worry flashed across her eyes, and she exclaimed
"Oops! I forgot to tell Qian Manguan about the plan to release the Croton water. I wonder if he will be like those people, holding up his pants and fighting for the latrine?"
"Don't worry, that damn boy has great medical skills. It's just a matter of Croton Water." Wu Jingyu comforted him with a slightly raised eyebrow.
But I have forgotten that a clever woman cannot make a meal without rice.
The same is true for a doctor. If you don’t have the right medicine in hand, you can only worry.
On a winter night, the cold wind howled, and the two sat in the tree for nearly an hour. Feng Qingzhuang kept holding the fire ball in the middle of the room to keep warm, but she didn't feel very cold at all.
At this time, a blue firework bloomed in the vast sky, and in an instant, youthful
"Look, Feng Yu's five thousand soldiers and horses with blue fireworks have arrived at the foot of Heixialing. When the camp is full of fire and chaos becomes a pot of porridge, they can go straight to Huanglong and annihilate the five thousand soldiers secretly cultivated by Feng Qian in one fell swoop.
"Shi" Feng Qingzhuang's eyes were as bright as cold stars, and she talked about the plan she had planned with great interest.
After a cup of tea, except for the hustle and bustle in front of the hut, and the constant voices of cursing the person who drugged the woman, the rest of the camp was basically quiet and deserted.
"Hey, why hasn't Qian Man Suan set fire to the camp yet? I won't really be right. I have become a member of the fight for the hut. I am holding hands and legs weak, and I have no strength." Feng Qingzhuang frowned and guessed.
"Stop guessing, let's go down and sneak into the camp and take a look," Wu Zhuyu suggested.
"Sneak into the camp, okay"
Thinking of the peculiar smell that had just drifted in the wind, Feng Qingzhuang frowned and couldn't help but hesitate for a moment. However, in order to treat the person in his own way and give him a gift of dried ginseng, she had no choice but to do it.
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As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them raised their inner strength, performed Qing Kung, stepped on the top of the pine tree, and quickly rushed towards the smelly camp.
"It stinks to death, it stinks to death"
Before she sneaked into the camp, a disgusting smell wafted over, and Feng Qingzhuang complained incessantly.
"Who told you to come up with a bad idea? You just want chin bean water. Now that you have tasted it, I will stuff it for you."
Wu Jingyu's ink-jade handsome eyes were sparkling, with a faint smile. With a thought, he took out a wad of toilet paper from Mo Yin Yunlong, tore off a piece and rolled it up, plugging Feng Qingzhuang's nostrils.
"Wu Jingyu, you are so thoughtful. You even carry things like toilet paper with you. I admire you." Feng Qingzhuang put a paper tube in both nostrils, twitched the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile.
Wu Jingyu didn't bother to pay attention, and quickly rolled up two paper tubes and stuffed them with two small things, the poor little gold and the fireball. His nostrils were too small to stuff them. Before he even got close to the camp, he was hit by the unpleasant stench.
I fainted directly from the smoke
"What should we do with these two little things?" Wu Jingyu asked with a frown, pointing at the fainted Xiao Jinzi and Fireball.
"Find a tree to hide them, remember, and cover the fireball with a piece of cloth to avoid being discovered." Feng Qingzhuang lowered her head and thought for a moment before saying
After the words fell, Wu Jingyu held one in each hand, jumped to a pine tree behind him, placed the small gold and fireball on a thick branch, and took out a masked black handkerchief from the Mo Yin Yunlong to hold the two
After covering the small things, he jumped down from the tree and made a mark under the tree. With a strange flash of figure, He and Feng Qingzhuang easily sneaked into the camp.
"Wu Jingyu, let's split up. You go look for money, and I'll set a fire to make the whole camp more chaotic."
Hidden in the darkness, Feng Qingzhuang's dark eyes were as bright as cold stars, and she whispered in a low voice
"Okay, then be careful." Wu Jingyu nodded.
"Don't worry, I will take good care of myself." Feng Qingzhuang raised her lips, and a reassuring smile overflowed.
After saying that, I saw the figure in front of me flicker. Wu Jingyu disappeared as fast as lightning and disappeared like a ghost, heading towards the most lively and smelly place in the camp.
On the same spot, Feng Qingzhuang stepped forward, like a breeze, to the outside of a large house in the middle. When she looked inside, there was no one in the house. They must have all gone to the latrine.
Pushing open the ajar door, he ducked into the house and took out the remaining half jar of Hai Tang Zui from Mo Yin Yun Feng, pouring it on the simple bed made of wood in the house.
"It's such a pity that this half-jar of good wine would have made Yin Zheng prepare a few jars of wine and put them into Mo Yin Yunfeng if he had known that Qian Slam was so unreliable."
With a regretful sigh, Feng Qingzhuang took out a fire stick from her body and blew it on fire, then gently tossed it onto the wooden bed where the wine had been poured.
"Burn, burn, burn with all your heart"
Watching the fire on the wooden bed grow from small to large, and quickly spread to the walls of the house made of wood, Feng Qingzhuang's dark eyes reflected the bright red flames, and the corners of her lips were filled with a smile, which was obviously as warm as March.
The spring breeze has a hint of spring coldness.
Seeing the fire ignited, Feng Qingzhuang flashed out of the room where the fire was set, and her sharp eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly.
Suddenly, a familiar curse sounded in my ears
"Damn Sister Feng, you didn't know to inform me in advance when you were going to give me medicine. As a result, I don't even have the strength to walk now. How can I complete the task you assigned me?" Qian Manguan muttered as he walked.
His frivolous steps showed that he had eaten plenty of food in the camp at night.
"Hey, why is there thick smoke coming out of the front room? Could it be that Sister Feng is here?"
He looked up and saw thick smoke billowing in front of him, as if he saw hope. He turned around and quickly searched around, hoping to see a familiar figure who could save him from the sea of suffering and stop running to the hut.
It’s true that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
After going around, Feng Qingzhuang was not found hiding in the dark. Qian Manguan's whole body suddenly seemed to be drained, his feet went soft, and he actually sat on the ground.
However, Feng Qingzhuang in the dark could clearly see Qian Manguan's expression that turned from expectation to disappointment, and she hid and snickered.
"Qian Man Guan, how does your sister Feng's croton water taste?" Feng Qingzhuang walked out of the darkness with a smile.
"Young master is so tired that he is about to die of dehydration. You are still here laughing heartlessly. Give me antidiarrheal medicine." Qian Manguan struggled to get up and quickly walked to Feng Qingzhuang's body with frivolous steps.
Beside, stretch out your hand to ask for a way
Originally, she was teasing Qian Manguan, but suddenly she heard someone shouting "put out the fire" in her ears. Feng Qingzhuang had to give up and said
"Open your mouth"
Qian Manguan obediently opened his mouth, and a pill shot into his mouth, and it melted in his mouth.
"The elixir prepared by senior brother is really different." Qian Manguan praised as he felt his stomach felt much better.
"Okay, don't worry, let's find a place to hide first, and wait until Feng Yu's five thousand troops reach the mountain before we come out."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled up Qian Man Guan and prepared to run into the darkness, but in the end he was a step too slow. Feng Qingzhuang, who was wearing black night clothes, had a slim and graceful figure. She could be recognized at a glance in the camp surrounded by fire.
"Who are you, and what is your purpose in sneaking into the camp?"
Just as they were about to leave, a tall man with a black beard carried a nine-ring sword on his shoulder and stood in front of Feng Qingzhuang and Qian Manguan, blocking their way.
This big man with a black beard has piercing eyes and well-developed muscles. It is obvious at a glance that he has brute force and is extremely powerful.
There were two people with him, one holding a white feather fan, about forty years old, wearing a gray cloth robe, with handsome features and a bit of a bookish look. They should be military advisors in the camp or something like that.
There was another person dressed in a dark red brocade robe. He was still young, less than thirty. He was gorgeously dressed, with a heroic face, sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes. He had a sword on his waist. He was watching the black-bearded Khan and the scholar confront each other.
His respect, this person's status should be very high in the camp
"Master, most of the people in the camp have diarrhea today. According to my guess, it must be the man and woman in front of me who are secretly causing trouble." The feather-fan scholar leaned into the dark red man's ear and muttered a few words.
"Sir, Black Tiger is right, capture these two people," the man in brocade robes ordered.
"Yes, Master"
The black-bearded man was named Black Tiger. After receiving the order, without saying a word, he danced with great power with the nine-ring sword in his hand and attacked Feng Qingzhuang and Qian Manguan.
At this moment, although Qian Manguan stopped pulling him, his hands and feet were weak and he could only let Feng Qingzhuang pull him away.
"Young lady has good skills. I, Liu Quan, will come to meet you."
The man in brocade clothes stood nearby and watched the battle. He saw the black tiger attacking several times without even touching a corner of Feng Qingzhuang's clothes. He couldn't help but feel anxious. He unsheathed the sword at his waist and drew out a series of fierce sword flowers to attack.
"Money Slam, can you protect yourself?"
After Liu Quan joined the battle, Feng Qingzhuang was one against two, and had to concentrate on protecting Qian Manguan. She felt a little tired, so she said
"I'm totally weak, why don't you find a pill to cheer me up? I believe that self-protection is no problem," Qian Manguan said.