The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 409

Qiao Xiaomai is not a real village girl, she is also someone who has seen the world, facing Yang Wenxiao's gaze, she ate dinner calmly.

Mmm, it tastes good.

Soon, dinner is over.

The maid removed the plate and brought tea.

Yang Wenxiao sipped the tea slowly, the tea lost its fragrance, and it tasted tasteless in his mouth.

"Miss Qiao, who are there in the family?" Yang Wenxiao opened his mouth and began to inquire about Qiao Maimai's situation.

Of course, he knew these things clearly a long time ago, and asking about it now is just for the melancholy that cannot disappear in his heart.

Back then, Gu Yu tore up the covenant and went north. The Yang family army he led was attacked by the enemy. As the commander, he was shot in the heart and was in danger.

I thought I would die here, but unexpectedly, a master outside the camp sent a bowl of steaming rice.

In the bowl of rice, every grain exudes a crystal luster under the candlelight, shining like gems.

Moreover, the intoxicating fragrance was extremely strong, and the moment the food box was opened, it permeated the entire tent.

The expert who delivered the rice said that after eating this bowl of rice, his injury would heal.

At that time, he was in a semi-comatose state, and his mind was drowsy, but when this bowl of rice appeared, his chaotic mind immediately cleared up.

Just by looking at the appearance, you can tell that this rice is extraordinary.

He struggled, enduring the severe pain, and finished the bowl of rice bit by bit.

Then something magical happened.

The wound on his heart that was enough to kill him healed.

Healed.

As if it had never been injured, that piece of skin was as smooth as a newborn baby.

He rushed out of the camp immediately, wanting to find the master.

He himself knows martial arts, and he can be called high-strength. He failed to find anyone, but only got a sharp arrow.

The difference is that this sharp arrow didn't shoot at him, but hit the ground beside him.

Above the sharp arrow was tied a note.

There are crooked brush characters on it, as if written by a three-year-old child.

Ugly, but strangely familiar.

He recognized at a glance whose handwriting it was from.

He didn't bother to read the contents of the note, and frantically searched for the trace of that person.

Unfortunately, he turned around the camp countless times, but he found nothing.

In the end, he reluctantly returned to the tent, staring at the food box and the ordinary rough porcelain bowl for a long time, and didn't remember to check the contents of the note until it was almost dawn.

Written on the note is a prescription.

The prescription of gunpowder.

Gunpowder, he had never heard of such a thing before.

The man talked about gunpowder in a miraculous way. With this kind of magic weapon, the world can get it at your fingertips.

He ordered people to study it carefully, spent a lot of time and killed many people, and he researched this kind of artifact.

As that person wrote, relying on this kind of artifact, his Yang family army was invincible and unstoppable.

Gu Yu chose to go north, and he chose to go south.

The man gave him this artifact, and he wanted something in return.

Don't fight, he doesn't fight with Gu Yu.

However, that trash of Gu Yu broke into the capital, but was beaten out by Fu Xuan again, and was besieged in Qingyizhuang!
He got the news and personally led [-] cavalry to go north to rescue.

But this Daqi is too vast, even though he was advancing day and night, but before he arrived at Qingyizhuang, another news came from ahead.

Qingyi Zhuang, broken.

Gu Yu died in battle.

Died in battle, Gu Yu actually died in battle, with gunpowder as an artifact, Gu Yu actually died in battle!

This trash!

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