bad bad prince unbridled love

Chapter 1147 Stinky and Shameless Old Guy!
When the sky was getting dark, the two of them returned to the room. The people who had performed the profound arts were still in a coma, and there was no sign of waking up.

No whereabouts were revealed, and the soldiers found nothing unusual.

She sat down to rest for a while, and said: "After the fall of Pingjiang, we don't know how many people are trapped here. The important record has to go to the county magistrate Dong Wen. things."

"As for that imperial envoy..." Feng Qing frowned slightly, who could this person be?

Is it the Chasing Shadow that the soldiers were talking about, or Yulongweng, or someone else?
Xuanyuan Mujing stepped forward and covered her eyes: "Don't think too much, rest for a while, I don't know what to face today, other things, wait until the evening."

After running around all night, even if she practiced profound arts and her physique became abnormal, she would still be tired.

As long as she is still a human being, it is impossible to escape human birth, old age, sickness and death.

Feng Qingqing did feel tired, she had so many questions in her mind, she blinked in Xuanyuan Mujing's hand, and closed her eyes, preparing to take a short rest, some things cannot be rushed.

I didn't expect this sleep, so I don't know the time.

When she awoke again, soldiers knocked heavily on the door to remind them that lunch had arrived.

This time the literati was even more aggressive, guarding the door early, got the basket as soon as he arrived, looked at the five sweet potatoes inside, quickly took away three, and said in his mouth: "This ration is not enough! "

The two peasants were out of temper, their veins were bursting, and they clenched their fists to stop the middle-aged literati: "Why do you take three of these sweet potatoes by yourself! It was like yesterday, and you still come today?! Everyone here wants to eat! Why are you special!"

The farmer thought that he had eaten three sticks yesterday, but he was not full, and the two brothers next to him hadn't eaten a bite, and they had a child with them. Qian grabbed his collar and said angrily: "I don't care what you are like in your daily life, the big guys here are all the same! They all want to live! There is only one for each person, don't try to keep taking more! "

The literati did not expect that he was going to do something, his face changed slightly, and he immediately shouted: "What do you want? Help! Killed! Killed!!!"

The phrase "killed" completely confused the farmer, so he grabbed his collar and turned into murder. Before he let go of the middle-aged literati, the soldier who hadn't gone far quickly turned back and kicked him away. At the gate, a vicious voice said: "What are you doing! What are you doing! Who dares to kill people here!"

The farmer let go of his hand awkwardly, and said uncomfortably: "I didn't kill anyone! I just frightened him..."

Feng Qingqing was awakened by this movement, Xuanyuan Mujing looked at the farce in front of him coldly, realized that she had woken up, and said annoyedly: "I should have thrown that person out, but I woke you up." He watched Feng Qingqing take a break for a while, thinking that Feng Qingqing probably didn't have enough rest, the group of people were noisy and disturbed her.

She loosened her muscles and bones: "I've almost rested, and they have a conflict?"

It is normal for these three people to have conflicts. The farmers are honest and honest, but they can’t stand the cunning of the literati. In the absence of food, no matter how honest they are, it will be fatal. The farmers will naturally question the literati, but they didn’t expect what happened Come faster.

The soldier obviously identified the farmer as the instigator at first glance, and kicked him when he stepped forward. The farmer was unprepared, and flew for a certain distance, gasping, and trembling slightly.

"What's the fuss! You can't even scare me! If I see you making trouble again, I'll just drag you out and chop it up!"

The literati didn't expect the soldier to strike at the slightest disagreement, and hurriedly hid aside with a basket. Fortunately, the soldier was still busy going to the next place, spat on the ground, turned and left, and the door swayed in the wind. How many minutes, creaking.

Another farmer came to his senses and hurried to help the man who fell on the ground.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the literati was about to hide aside and eat the sweet potatoes first. Before he could take a few steps, he met a black shadow that enveloped him, making him stop. Looking up, the bearded man Standing in front of them, just watching quietly, one can detect the gap between the two.

The middle-aged literati didn't know why, his heart began to tremble, his feet trembled a little, and he handed over the basket in his hand with a flattering smile.

Xuanyuan Mujing glanced at the sweet potatoes in the basket, and took them over: "Get lost."

As if there was a wild beast chasing after him, the middle-aged literati hurried to his place, hiding far away, if he slowed down, he was afraid that he would have to kneel on the ground, what is the origin of this man, so scary? !

The farmer was about to help the man on the ground, when he heard someone behind him say: "Don't move him, his ribs are broken, he has to lie down to recuperate, if you move him carelessly, be careful of the bone inserting into the internal organs."

Feng Qingqing walked slowly, checked the farmer's injuries on the ground, and Xiaodan told her with certainty—that's right, two ribs were broken, master, this person is so strong, he can break bones with one kick.

——It’s just a method of evil cultivators, it’s nothing.

Her calm expression made another farmer believe her words, and Feng Qing glanced at her: "The one over there, come and help."

The literati was suddenly named by her, and was about to refute, but found that the bearded man also looked over, and he didn't dare to speak at once, and went over to help move the farmer on the ground to the bed, and put it in a stable place.

After the inspection, Feng Qing handed it to the farmer next to him, and told him how to fix it step by step: "It's just that there are some fractures, and they haven't shifted. Don't move around, just keep them well. If you see those soldiers in the future, stay away."

"Thank you doctor, thank you doctor."

This is to regard Feng Qingqing as a doctor completely.

Xuanyuan Mujing put the basket of sweet potatoes next to the two of them, and let the two farmers look at each other. He said indifferently: "We have our own way. You can eat this little thing." As he spoke, he pulled Feng Qingqing walked back.

The literati looked at the basket of sweet potatoes and scratched his heart and lungs, but he didn't dare to take it. The beard was still watching!
The farmers did not expect that they got a basket of food in the end. Even if the middle-aged literati looked at it with longing eyes, they did not waver and shared the sweet potatoes in the fastest time. They did not forget that if it was not for this person just now Shouting indiscriminately will not attract soldiers, let alone cause ribs to be broken by soldiers!

Pooh!Smelly shameless old guy!
The literati saw that the two of them had finished eating the sweet potatoes, so they had no choice but to slap their mouths, and retracted their necks, but their eyes wandered around, and a bit of resentment slowly grew.

(End of this chapter)