Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 2315 Not Fu Chennian.

The faces of the people below changed, but the strong man's subordinates stopped attacking and showed surprise, obviously caught off guard.

"As for whether he is qualified or not, I don't care, goodbye!"

Jing Sheng smiled charmingly, grabbed Fu Yuejun at the same time and flew up into the air, and dropped a few fiery red feather arrows. I don't know if the feather arrows stabbed the Miao people or the Central Plains people. Those who were hit by the arrows in the scuffle all lay down Howled up.

Before anyone could react, Jing Sheng mentioned that Fu Yuejun had skimmed over several roofs, leaped high from the embankment through the water like a gust of wind, sank into the dense forest, and found an open place to land.

Fu Yuejun drank countless mouthfuls of cold wind all the way, panting and sat on the grass and stared at Jing Sheng: "You look the same as my elder brother, but you are not a very good person."

"You're here to stare at me when you have time, so you might as well worry about yourself." Jing Sheng spit out indifferent words lightly, and the bleak light of the new moon printed on his crimson clothes, making him look like someone born in the dark night. of demons.

"Wear it, so that I won't be killed by poisonous insects halfway and cause me trouble." Jing Sheng threw something to Fu Yuejun, and a strong fragrance radiated from his hands.

Fu Yuejun caught it but saw that it was a sachet, which looked exactly like the one on Sang Ling. A choking fragrance overflowed, and she instinctively covered her nose: "Wanyuanxiang?"

"You do know." Jing Sheng cast a sideways glance at Fu Yuejun, and then showed an impatient expression, "Don't think that you are from my clan, I will just pull out the Gu for you casually, and you won't live long like this."

He finally admitted it!

Yes, Jing Sheng is not Fu Shennian, but he is definitely inextricably linked with their Fu family.

It's a pity that Fu Yuejun was infected with the blood gu as soon as he entered the Miao village, but he didn't know that Fu Yuejun was invulnerable to all poisons, even if the blood gu entered her body, she would not survive for long.

Seeing his attitude, Fu Yuejun stood up and patted the dust off his body, turned around and left with a cold snort.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" This time it was Jing Sheng's turn to speak out, and he deliberately raised his voice to let Fu Yuejun stop his feet, and looked her upright back up and down, as if getting to know her again.

Fu Yuejun rolled his eyes at the sky, and said in a light tone: "Since you are not willing to rescue me, then I will leave. I am a person who has died once, so I am not so bad. Instead of worrying about me, I am afraid of death. , I still have time to think about how to end the chaos in the Miao village."

Jing Sheng's face changed suddenly, he jumped up, and he came to Fu Yuejun and said, "I didn't say that you were allowed to go, besides, how do you know that I am creating chaos instead of calming it down?"

After finishing speaking, the man stared at her mockingly with his evil eyes, as if he wanted to hear the answer.

Fu Yuejun saw that his temper blocked her way again, and couldn't help frowning: "What did you say to that general? Why did you let him be the commander of the Miao people? Just leave like this, in case the Miao people don't buy it, blood It's like a river, how do you deal with it?"

Jing Sheng squinted at her, but this time he suppressed his smile and said seriously: "I asked him, the majority of the defenders in Xiangxi are not of Central Plains blood now? Do the soldiers want to fight against the Miao people? Do you want the foreign race to be driven? The imperial court’s order is clearly to recover the Miao people, not to enslave the Miao people, and you don’t know how to enslave the Miao people when you become the governor of Xiangxi?”

"He was as surprised as you are, saying that he is in his position to serve the country."

Jing Sheng did not forget to tease while talking, but there was no smile on his face: "I asked again, what kind of banner are they playing, saying that they are for the people and for the common people, but in fact they burn, kill, loot, and collect money everywhere they go. More than that? The governor of Xiangxi is not diligent in governing and caring for the people, and the sky is high and the emperor is far away, but he is busy trying to curry favor with me. I am not feeling well, so I have come to play with the Miao people for a few years. Do you have any opinions?"

(End of this chapter)