Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 337 Leng Xia is here, Mu Er is here (4)
So innovative!
So sentimental!
After seeing the thin man's loud shout, the people inside finally stopped, and couldn't help sweating for the stupefied man. Could it be that they were so frightened that they softened?
"Boss!" Looking at the city gate that was close at hand, one person swallowed nervously, and said, "Be careful."

The dirge continued to be beaten, the paper money continued to be sprinkled, and the coffin continued to be lifted, holding back a sad look, twisting his face and slowly moving towards the city gate.

A long black queue lined up at the gate of the city, and a portrait of Leng Xia was pasted on the walls on both sides. The gatekeeper officer also held a similar pair in his hand, and compared it with every man and woman who passed by, whether it was In the carriage, or in the truck, each and every soldier looked carefully, as expected, not even a fly could fly out casually.

After queuing for half an hour, the officials scanned everyone's faces, and finally turned their eyes to the coffin on the ground, asking suspiciously, "Who is it?"

Boss Zheng had a bitter face, rubbing his hands in front of him constantly, looking terrified, and said honestly: "Master, this is the villain's uncle, he... went away last night!"

"Last night?" The official frowned, looked at everyone again, and questioned in a dangerous voice: "I just went last night, and I am in a hurry to be buried today?"

He walked towards Boss Zheng step by step, and said coldly, "Open the coffin!"

Boss Zheng frowned, clenched his fists, and said with a naive smile: "Master, there's no need, it's unlucky to open a coffin..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" The official interrupted him loudly, drew out the sword from his waist, pointed the tip of the sword at the coffin, and sternly shouted: "Open the coffin!"

Boss Zheng's expression changed abruptly, and the others also adjusted their breath to the best state, preparing for a big battle, when the gate of the city was suddenly suffocated, and the other guarding soldiers were also attracted, turning their vigilant eyes fell upon them.

At this moment, the thin man was trembling all over, sat down on the ground, and cried loudly: "My lord, little people don't dare to lie, our uncle suffered from tuberculosis, the doctor said, don't rush to bury him... ...it's contagious!"

The official's eyes widened sharply, he quickly jumped three feet away, put his sword back into the scabbard with a clang, and said in surprise, "Say it sooner!"

The other soldiers defending the city took two steps back in horror, covered their mouths and noses and waved their hands repeatedly, "What a fucking bad luck! Get out, get out!"

"Yes! Yes! The villain is leaving now..." The thin man gave Boss Zheng a wink, got up from the ground with hands and feet, wiped the tears on his face, and hurriedly asked them to lift the coffin, and said incessantly: "Let's go now, thank you, sir, thank you!"

A group of people scattered paper money and walked out of the city sadly.

After leaving the city gate for a long time, the honesty on Boss Zheng's face and the shyness on the thin man's face faded away, and quickly turned into a sneer.

And where they didn't see, the officials guarding the city looked at their backs and sneered.

Using this method, everyone passed through all the towns along Luocheng to the southwest without any danger, and the army of Xiwei also fled in embarrassment after being beaten by Dongchu during this period, and the city was lost again and again. , has been evacuated towards the West Wei.

Especially in the last battle, not only did Xiwei's 15 troops go three out of ten, but even the coach Murong Zhe almost died in the hands of Dongfang Run. It took three days and three nights to save one's life.

Murong Zhe sent troops to Beiyan this time, not only did he not get any benefits, but he stole chickens and lost money. He almost gave up his life. After a few actions, everything was in vain, and even the throne that he had been thinking about would be missed.

Time was running out, Murong Zhe was seriously injured, and commanded the army to evacuate quickly, all the way to the junction of Yan and Wei, Xining Pass.

At this time, Boss Zheng and his party finally arrived at Xining Pass.

With their hands bound, Leng Xia and Mu Er pushed and shoved into the Xiwei barracks. There were wailing and crying everywhere in the barracks. Ten old military doctors with big beards were busy walking around.

Leng Xia pursed her lips, looked coldly at the devastated Xiwei barracks due to Murong Zhe's ambition, and strengthened the thought in her heart.

She approached Mu Er, breathing warmly against his ear, and whispered: "If that man is dying, help me revive him."

According to her analysis, Murong Zhe is now at a time when every second counts, but he has stopped at Xining Pass for three days. She will not be narcissistic to think that Murong Zhe is waiting for her. in this way.

Before Mu Er could answer, Boss Zheng pushed her hard behind her again, and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, let's go!"

A trace of murderous intent flashed across the phoenix eyes, Leng Xia walked forward obediently, and secretly raised an eyebrow at Mu Er, meaning: yes?

Mu Er frowned, and nodded imperceptibly, but his dull eyes were full of doubts. Although he didn't understand the twists and turns in her heart, Murong Zhe was Leng Xia's enemy, so he understood. Yes, at this moment Leng Xia wanted to save him...

The pale eyes stared straight at her, looking for an answer.

The phoenix eyes twitched, but Leng Xia didn't explain anymore.

Miracle Doctor Mu, who waited for a long time but couldn't get an answer, cast a glance at her unbearably, turned his head to the side inch by inch, exuding a resentful aura all over his body.

Seeing Mu Er's awkward expression of wanting to know but resolutely not asking, Killer Leng smiled brightly.

Well, it's getting more and more fun!
The more they walked towards the large tent inside the barracks, the more flustered and oppressive the atmosphere became. Many soldiers were wrapped in bandages, with mournful faces, standing around the doorway.

Boss Zheng's eyes were fixed, and he didn't care about Leng Xia and Mu Er in front of him, he hurriedly grabbed one of them and asked, "What's going on?"

"Vice General Zheng, you're back?" When the man saw him, he was pleasantly surprised for a moment, then immediately recovered his depressed expression, and sighed, "Third Prince, he..."

(End of this chapter)