Confused country poison concubine

Chapter 650 The Dragon Guard Crisis (1)
Where is such a cheap thing?

Bai Lichu turned his face away for a moment, stepped back a few steps, glared at her gloomyly, and then flicked his sleeves: "I don't know what to say!"

Then he hurried away, as if there was a ghost chasing after him.

Looking at the back of him leaving, Qiu Yebai breathed a sigh of relief, after all she had fooled it and saved Tianqi's life, she narrowed her eyes and chuckled a little smugly.

Although he is very 'talented' in how to please her and himself, but he lacks some experience and his skin is still too thin.

Although she gave birth to a child, she is still the most popular owner of the Green Bamboo Building in Beijing.

Quanzhou.

Guerrilla General's Mansion.

"What... failed?"

General Lu stared at the letter in his hand in disbelief, his hands trembling badly, and he sat down at the flower table almost dejectedly, holding his forehead tightly.

"How to do how to do……"

He quickly stood up and muttered to himself: "Run...you have to run away right away...it's still too late, and the people in charge of ceremonies don't have time to deal with me!"

As he said that, he immediately turned around and prepared to go out of the wing room to greet the people around him to pack up the gold and silver.

But he didn't want to, he just went out, and saw a group of officers and soldiers standing at the door, dressed for the leader of the yamen, who was in charge of ceremonies, and walked the yamen Qian Zong. The Qian Zong looked at General Lu: "General Lu Guerrilla?"

General Lu shook his head subconsciously, and Mr. Qian sneered: "Take down the criminals, confiscate the government office, and none of them can get away!"

General Lu collapsed to the ground in an instant.

"It's over..."

No one noticed that a black shadow outside the wing room flashed away.

The man dressed in the uniform of the guerrilla general's guard quickly turned to a corner of the backyard, raised his head and looked around, it was the last surviving guard beside Tian Hua.

He hastily stuffed the two pieces of paper on the legs of the two pigeons, raised his hand, and watched the two snow-white pigeons flutter away from his hands.

He murmured to himself: "Although I failed to get rid of that lunatic Tian Hua according to the master's order, but he is dead after all, the master will not blame me."

Southern Xinjiang Province.

"Saint, the bird of the mountain god has brought new news from the north."

Someone knocked lightly on the dark bamboo door.

The Miao girl who was meditating cross-legged in the room slowly opened her big and hollow black eyes.

It is already very hot in southern Xinjiang in May, and the large banana leaves are so green that they can drip water.

Meng Huo wiped the sweat from his forehead and waited in front of the door. Half a quarter of an hour later, the door opened with a creak.

Meng Huo seemed to be used to his master's dawdling like this, so he stood up a little respectfully.

The beautiful girl stood quietly in front of the door, but for some reason, the blazing sunlight outside the bamboo building couldn't shine into the room. A cold breath wafted out. Even though the door was open, Meng Huo felt that there was a lot of light in the room. It was so dark that people couldn't see the furnishings inside.

Just like the pale girl standing in front of him, her empty eyes always make people dare not look directly at her.

He always had such an illusion that his eyes seemed to be invisible to this world.

"Holy Maiden of Xiaochi." Meng Huo handed her the bamboo tube in his hand.

Xiaochi stretched out his hand to caress the bamboo tube, but did not take it immediately, but closed his empty eyes, sniffed the fingers of the bamboo tube he had touched, and said softly: "There is a wind coming from the sea, with The breath of death, crossing the ocean, over the mountains... Whose news is it?"

Xiaochi's words, which seemed to be psychic prophecy, made Meng Huo shudder, and he nodded slightly: "Yes, the carrier pigeon in the north is already dead, swallowed by sea ghosts, and there are no bones left."

Xiaochi touched the bamboo tube, but chuckled lightly: "But he is freed, no longer bound by his own obsessions and evil thoughts, and died a worthy death, which is a good thing."

Meng Huo hesitated for a moment, then continued: "But if he dies, our source of news in Shangjing will be cut off. We have managed to get such a spy. The other one is a cunning devil. His news The source cannot be trusted."

Xiaochi showed an almost empty smile: "There are always flowers of evil growing above power. The higher brother Ye Bai's position, the more people will have different intentions. Wanting to get something from him is more terrifying than ghosts and gods." The most important thing is the human heart, and there will always be new people who can be used by us."

"Yes." Meng Huo replied respectfully: "The Duke of Qiu must arrive in the eastern province of Guangdong soon."

When Xiaochi heard this, his red lips curled up, revealing a smile that could almost be called sweet: "Ah, after waiting for so long, brother Ye Bai is finally coming. He traveled across the ocean and over the mountains just for me." come."

Meng Huo was silent when he heard the words.

Xiaochi narrowed his eyes to look at the blazing sun in the sky, and suddenly frowned and muttered: "It's such an annoying sun, planting so many banana trees can't stop its glare and heat like a ghost prison."

Then, as soon as she turned around, she was about to enter the room and slam the door behind her, but she seemed to remember something, she turned her head to look at Meng Huo, and smiled slightly: "I almost forgot you were still outside the door, come in!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to Meng Huo, showing a strange gesture.

Meng Huo looked at the pale catkin handed to him, the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he still held her hand and walked into the dark and cold room.

The rolling gray outlines of towns loom far beyond the horizon.

Standing on the observation tower of the Black Dragon, the second pair of flat fish heads moved their eyes away from the monocular looking glass, lowered their heads, and waved their arms vigorously towards the deck: "I see the horizon, prepare to adjust the mainsail, furl the second sail!"

The few soldiers below with their upper bodies and strong muscles quickly pulled the rope of the sail, and a roar came out of their throats: "Hey!"

The strong wind gradually stopped, the sails were retracted, and the waves gradually calmed down.

Eastern Guangdong Province, arrived.

Ning Qiu's hand trembled, and a beautiful carrier pigeon fluttered out of her slender white wrist.

Qiu Ye put a shade on her forehead with her white hands, watching the pigeon fly away, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's finally here, much earlier than we thought."

Shuangbai's eyes withdrew from the excited soldiers, and fell to the gray horizon gradually visible to the naked eye in the distance, and smiled relaxedly: "It's not long, but if you stay on the boat, you won't even be able to walk. Steady."

Those northerners who went to sea for the first time couldn't help but vomit, even those with the cultivation level of His Highness couldn't help but vomit twice, and it would be better after taking the Rendan.

"It's coming to shore soon, is Army Master Ran awake?" Qiu Yebai remembered Baili Chu, he was still sleeping when she woke up, she and everyone had been busy all morning, now it's noon, and he hasn't seen yet other silhouette.

(End of this chapter)