A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 930 Suspicious person's trace
Qing carefully pushed the window open and stared at the two people who went out.

Deep in the eyes full of concern, he could not help but overflow with worry. It is true that he knew Jiang Qing's abnormality from Didison's mouth.Shiquan Dabu pills are powerful and strong, and every time you take them, you must experience a life-and-death struggle.She did not forget Jiang Qing's frail body when she first arrived in the Forest of Death, and now she is pregnant with a fetus, her fortune and misfortune are unpredictable.

Thinking about it, Qing took a few deep breaths and said, "On the table, I served Jiang Qing a bowl of boiled fish soup, which was specially cooked by Ya with ingredients. Don't get confused..."

After washing, Lang Mo hugged Jiang Qing and sat at the dining table.

At this moment, they all sat down.There was food in front of him, but a pair of worried eyes glanced at Jiang Qing, hesitating to speak, obviously wanting to ask but not daring to ask.Jiang Qing moaned in a low voice in the bedroom earlier, although it was controlled and suppressed, it was not too loud.However, they were standing outside the door, how could a door block their eyes and ears.

Looking at Jiang Qing's slightly tired expression, sitting lazily on Lang Mo's lap and closing her eyes to rest, she couldn't help feeling more and more uneasy in her heart.Especially the little ones, with their little hands clenched tightly, their white faces tensed, looking nervously at Jiang Qing and Lang Mo.Looking at that small appearance, Lang Mo was taken aback for a moment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"It's okay, let's eat first." Lang Mo said coldly.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Qing opened her eyes, with some water still remaining on her face, she met her child's worried eyes, smiled softly and said, "I'm fine, I'm a little sleepy, just take a rest for a while." After taking Shiquan Dabu Pill , the tonic soup that Didison had previously prepared naturally stopped, and the buds combined with the blood sac and other qi and blood medicinal materials to make soup so that Jiang Qing could eat less and eat more.After all, the tonic decoctions that Didison prepared before were all too powerful. Now that there are Shiquan Dabu pills, these are of course not very useful. The decoctions you eat now are best supplemented with nourishing tendons and veins.

"Mom, are you really alright?" Jiang Yao pouted, and crystal teardrops flickered in Roulu's bright eyes.

Jiang Qing raised her hand slightly, pinched Jiang Yao's cheek lightly, and said warmly: "It's okay, the Shiquan Dabu Pill made by Didison is very effective. Mom will recover soon..."

"En!" Jiang Yao nodded heavily and laughed.

Lang Tu's tense body couldn't help but relax a little.Lang Rui has a carefree personality. Seeing that Jiang Qing said it was okay, he started to eat barbecue, and of course he didn't forget to pick up vegetables for Lang Tu and Jiang Yao beside him.As for the three of Lunza, he wasn't very close, maybe in Lang Rui's view, he hadn't really accepted the three of Lunza.Just like those children in Tianlang Village back then, Lang Rui was very indifferent to them at the beginning, but he accepted them little by little after getting in touch with them later.Even now, Lang Rui doesn't regard them as his own people. As a member of the Molang tribe, Lang Rui naturally likes to circle the territory. In his mind, only people from the Chasing Wind Tribe can be counted as his true own people.Others, only distinguishing between enemy and friend, despite Lang Rui's wild nature, it is really difficult to get into his heart.

His bloodline and strength made him proud.

Even in the Wind Chasing Tribe, Pas is the only person of his age that he truly recognizes.

The others are all classified by him as clansmen, not real companions.

"Patriarch, a suspicious person has been found in the market." Falcon hurriedly walked in from the outside.The body is still stained with a little morning dew, presumably, he hid somewhere last night and did not rest.Following Langmo's various orders, the Wind Chasing Tribe, which had been silent for several years, began to operate at high speed. The dungeon has attracted many shadows over the years.They inherited the self-blame of Langpo before, and lived in darkness. Apart from the people in the Wind Chasing Tribe, many of these people were outsiders.It's just that when these outsiders obtained this identity, they became completely dead outside, unlike those from the Wind Chasing Tribe who could still walk in the sun.

Lang Mo put down the bowl and chopsticks, and waited for Jiang Qing to eat.After eating lightly for several days, Jiang Qing had a good appetite and ate several pieces of barbecue.Although Lang Mo didn't have time to cook for Jiang Qing, he handed over all the books on cooking that he had collected over the years to Qing.

No, the cooking skills of the women of the Chasing Wind Tribe have risen a lot.

"Are you sure who it is?" Lang Mo asked.

However, the tone was not very good.Who wants to talk about official business at the dinner table, especially, he doesn't want Jiang Qing to know these things so that she won't worry.Qingli can die if he wants to die, and he has to implicate the Zhufeng tribe, which makes Lang Mo's anger continue to rise, and he even has the intention of venting his anger on Tian Yun.

"Not yet." Falcon shook his head.

Lang Mo pursed his lips and sneered disdainfully.At this time, except for Qingli, who caused trouble in the market outside Taoyuan, he didn't think about it, and said, "Does Tianyun know about this?"

Falcon trembled slightly, obviously seeing the heart that was about to explode under Lang Mo's calm expression, and said softly: "The priest has already known, and sent people to keep an eye on those suspicious people. In the past few days, there have been frequent attempts to enter Taoyuan, and Constantly inquiring about every bit of what happened in Taoyuan..."

"Keep an eye on it." Lang Mo waved his hand, signaling Falcon to leave.

These things, even if you don't guess, you can know who is behind the chaos?However, she never thought that Qingli would be so crazy and blatantly hide in Taoyuan. Did she really think that he would not dare to do anything to her?Who gave her the courage to think this way?Or, did she really decide to kill herself?The chaos in Yubei has already broken out, and the various forces are not playing tricks in private. It is nothing to kill a few people at this time, otherwise Xian Yuxiao would not have dared to deal with Jiang Qing rashly.

If you dare to do it, you are sure that Lang Mo dare not tear his face face to face.

Unexpectedly, although Lang Mo didn't tear his face face to face, he didn't have the slightest intention of showing mercy when he attacked behind the scenes.After Chasing the Wind returned to Qingnan, he immediately sent a letter to Lei Ding asking him to wipe out the Mohe Qingcheng clan, except for a few people who had escaped from the Qingcheng clan who had been rooted in Mohe for a long time and were sent by Morocco. Kill them all.

This incident caused a huge storm in Yubei.

Lang Mo didn't know how many tables and chairs Xian Yuxiao overturned, but he just watched Xian Yu's family crazily suppressing Morocco's influence in Shangyang City. It's not hard to see that Xian Yuxiao was definitely very angry.The Qingcheng clan was cultivated by her secretly, and they were counted as her personal soldiers.Never thought that Lang Mo's actions were so ruthless that he never gave her a chance to react.

Of course, this thunderous blow from Morocco made many forces in Yubei who were about to make a move frightened.What kind of soft persimmon is this, it's clearly a fierce tiger. Before that, they had guessed that Xian Yuxiao had seriously injured Jiang Qing. Lang Mo didn't hum, were they afraid of the power of Xian Yu's family?As soon as the murder case of the Qingcheng clan was exposed, Yubei completely boiled.

That night, all the forces that besieged Qingbo Fang hibernated one after another and did not dare to say a word, and even chose to endure the loss and apologize.Lang Mo defended Morocco's reputation with blood, deterring all parties from extending their claws to Morocco.

(End of this chapter)