Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 421 The Pit Depth 090 Meters Delicious (2)
He looked at the carriage blocked in the road, and Xiao Qian who was still standing quietly and was very interested in "greeting" with him, and said cautiously: "Then respect is worse than obeying orders. Mr. Xiao, you will follow orders in the end, and you have to go up the mountain Go." After a pause, he turned around with a smile, raised his arms, and waved at the team behind him, "Brothers, make way for Shijun Xiao!"

What he said was to give way, but in fact he wanted Xiao Qian to leave so that they could go over and run errands.

After watching silently for so long, Mo Jiu had roughly guessed that Xiao Qian was deliberately delaying time when talking to him.There are so many Beimeng people living on the mountain, and they set up a stronghold, it is impossible that there are no spies. This place is not far from the foot of the mountain. If anything happens, Namhan on the mountain will definitely know in advance.However, no matter whether they evacuated or hid in the mountains, they needed an emergency time.And there must be some invisible things in that stronghold, which also need to be prepared by them.

Now that Deng Pengfei's people had all given way, if Xiao Qian didn't pass by, it would be impossible to justify it.

She glanced at Xiao Qian's dark eyes, suddenly covered her chest with an "ouch", grabbed the saddle tightly and lay down on the horse's back.

Xiao Qian tilted his head, "What's wrong?"

Mo Jiu looked at him aggrievedly, and covered his stomach with his hands, "It hurts. My stomach hurts."

She was clearly clutching her chest just now, but when she turned around, she turned into a stomach?Xiao Qian sullenly drew his horse and approached seriously, "Get down first, get in the carriage and sit, I'll show you."

"Get down, get down, I can't get down anymore." Mo Jiu looked like he was seriously injured, his shoulders were shaking, and then he stretched out a hand tremblingly to Xiao Qian in a slow-motion motion, "Help, help, help I."

Xiao Qian looked at her, got off his horse, and took her hand.

Mo Jiu held him tightly, slid off the horse, and fell in the middle of the road.

"Hiss, it hurts."

Everyone was dumbfounded.They had never seen a woman so bold that she fell to the ground in public.But in Mo Jiu's view, life is like a play, and it all depends on acting skills. She clasped her stomach with both hands, shook her messy hair, and curled up in the middle of the road, yelling in pain, "Xiao Liulang, my stomach is broken. It seems that there are five thousand ants and five thousand praying mantises fighting for a decisive battle with the oriole, and the fight is called a miasma, it hurts, it hurts me to death."

This metaphor...everyone was shocked.

Anyone with a little knowledge already knows who she is, isn't she the daughter-in-law of the lunatic eldest grandson of the Xiao family who is full of Lin'an?

Those officers and soldiers wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to. They only looked at Deng Pengfei asking for instructions.But Deng Pengfei will also be in trouble now!Seeing Xiao Qian's group of people lying in the middle of the road, and his family members are sick again, it seems too cold-blooded if he resolutely rides away on horseback, after all, he is a powerful official in the court, and the hussar battalion is also under his direct control, if he offends him in the future If you want to be promoted, it may be more difficult than ascending to the sky.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he didn't care about catching the thief, and stepped forward to flatter him first.

He asked: "Xiao Shijun, is there any place where the last general can be useful?"

Xiao Qian frowned and looked at him, "No need, Xiaowei Deng just went to work on his own."

After all, he didn't care if there was anyone else, he turned Mo Jiu's head over and leaned on his shoulder.He put her hands flat on his knees and gently took her pulse.Mo Jiu half-closed his eyes, pretending to be in pain, leaning against Xiao Liulang dying, his pitiful appearance made Wen Jingshu's gaze from behind the curtain of the carriage almost stick out his fork.

Xiao Qian's pulse was very slow, his eyes were closed and he didn't move.

Deng Pengfei squatted and looked at him in a strange posture, the left and right were different.He hesitated so much that he wanted to hit the wall, but it was not good to disturb him, let alone take advantage of this moment to gallop away from the Privy Envoy.

(End of this chapter)