Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King

The bandits were hideous and surrounded Wei Yansi and the others.

Wei Yansi counted roughly—there were probably more than thirty people. While Fenghe was protecting the three of them, he had to fight another thirty people. The odds of winning were slim.

It is estimated that after a cup of tea, they will be chopped into mashed meat by the bandits, and a big pile of **** meat sauce emerged in my mind, directly wailing.

Struggling to death, said: "The master listens to me-what I say."

"speak!"

"As the saying goes, harmony makes money."

Du Qizhi rolled his eyes, then flicked the whip: "Brothers, give it to me!"

The bandits yelled and dashed forward, raising their weapons, and the reflected sunlight dazzled Wei Yansi's eyes. He hurriedly shouted, "How about we add another three hundred thousand taels?"

Then instinctively grabbed Qu Jinying's hand.

Qu Jinying responded to him with the same force, as if the tighter he grasped, he would be able to start off on Huangquan Road.

When life was hanging on the line, another bandit who had been killed in the **** battle ran in.

He was much more miserable than the superior. He broke an arm and had his ear cut off, but he brought the most important news.

"...The Red Lotus Cult...The Great Master...You know everything, they really came back...The brothers who we deployed in advance are almost unable to withstand it."

Weakly spit out the most crucial words, he completed his mission, fell straight against the sun, and closed his eyes contentedly.

Du Qizhi led the brothers into infinite grief. With heavy steps, they knelt beside the warrior, wiped his eyes with his hands, and asked him to rest in peace.

Immediately the Shanzhai was caught in infinite embarrassment and apologized to Wei Yansi one after another.

Du Qizhi was confident: "I just want to blackmail another money to benefit the people."

No wonder-I was waiting for the Red Lotus Sect when I held a celebration banquet for three days.

Wei Yansi was speechless, with a firm attitude, and said that she would not accept it.

"Liu Gongzi has a large number, don't care about us." The second master sniffed, dang the shriveled body like a bamboo pole, jumped to her eyes, and patted her shoulder like a good friend.

"Our sixth son almost became a dead soul under the sword, you must have an explanation." Feng He's arm—struggling, the long sword plunged into the ground.

Du Qizhi worried about the situation at the foot of the mountain, too lazy to talk nonsense, and said anxiously: "I owe this favor-I will definitely pay it back."

She led her hands, ran out like the wind, and turned back after a while: "Wei Daxian don't leave in a hurry. The mountain is not peaceful, so stay in the cottage to avoid it."

Then a few people were left to guard the chamber, and said: "The Red Lotus Sect is not easy to deal with, for fear that those who come will be unkind. If I don't come back after two hours, you will take Wei Daxian to the cave."

She switched her attitude freely, from acrimony to a bodhisattva heart, Wei Yansi sighed that she was uncomfortable.

After watching her sonorous back go away, Wei Yansi's attention shifted to the donkey cart with three hundred thousand taels of silver, with her hands around her mouth-trumpet-shaped, shouting into the guards outside. people.

"Three hundred thousand taels of silver can't just be put out like this, take it and hide it, if the red lotus religion comes up, the money will go into their pockets."

"Liu Gongzi, don't worry, they won't be able to fight this mountain full of traps."

"Not necessarily." Chun Lai pointed to the corpse with a broken arm, "I looked at the red lotus cultivator who was unkind."

These people didn't have many bowels, and were easily brainwashed by her in a few words. They thanked her most sincerely for the spirit of resenting her with virtue, and bowed deeply to her. -People hug-big wine jar,-step-walk away heavily.

Wei Yansi is not good at deceiving people, sweating on her back, turning on the folding fan and violently fanning her hair.

Qu Jinying smelled the bitter fragrance of medicine, and his chest was hot, and he vomited a hot breath.

She asked Wei Yansi: "What bad idea are you making?"

"You still don't understand my mind?"

Qu Jinying’s beautiful eyes flowed: "Your idea of ​​hitting that cave, right."

Wei Yansi snapped his fingers: "Yes!"

The huge sum of money of 300,000 yuan must be placed in a hidden place, perhaps the cave mentioned in Du Qizhi's mouth.

Du Qizhi walked in a hurry, without much worries, leaving them a good opportunity. Originally, the Red Lotus Cult fought back in the Jedi, and would not simply avenge the enmity of Fen Ruo. It is very likely that Geng Wangshu was the leader, and there was still the delusion of taking her to Yuzhou as a captive.

She is not so stupid as to sit here and wait to die.

She understands the protagonist's strength, the protagonist's halo is incredible, and Du Qizhi is afraid of bad luck.

"Let's go, let's follow." Wei Yansi's eyes showed light.

-Xing four people were sneaky and sneaky, followed them far away, wandering around the kitchen and wood shed, came to the back door of the cottage, and entered the mountain road.

The mountain road is cramped, rugged and steep, with weeds and potholes, and obviously few people walk.

Wei Yansi, who was obsessed with extravagant life in the past, soon became exhausted and panted uncontrollably.

"Who's there!" The gasp alarmed several silver porters. They turned their necks and looked left and right.

The four of them covered their mouths and noses, held their breaths, and hid in the bushes.

"Maybe it's a wild rabbit," said one of the silver porters, "the situation is urgent. It is important that we move the silver to the cave." After he finished speaking, he stepped on the weeds and made a rustling sound.

Wei Yansi and the others came out only when their voices gradually became quieter, and followed up to the top of the mountain with caution.

On the top of this Tiger Head Mountain is a cliff with a chain of iron ropes. Down the chain, it is the entrance of the cave, and there is a misty mist outside the cave.

Wei Yansi was amazed.

Feng He set up a shed on the brow bone and explored it-Fandao: "This cave has traces of natural formation, and after manual polishing, it is indeed a good place for Tibetans to hide things."

"Is there no other way to get to the entrance of the cave?" Chun Lai wringed his fingers, "Swing the iron rope down, I'm afraid I won't catch it and fall off the cliff."

Wei Yansi and Chunlai are both powerless people, and they also have this kind of worry. He admires Du Qizhi's brains, and doesn't lose to a man. He has come up with such a dangerous method.

Qu Jinying approached the edge of the cliff and made a bold suggestion.

"It's better for Master Feng to run two more times, first take Liu Gongzi with him, and then take Chunlai with him."

Wei Yansi frowned: "What about you?"

"I was born in Jiangmen, and I practiced some three-legged cat skills with my mother when I was young. It is not a problem to swing by myself."

Wei Yansi: "No! There is an abyss under the iron cable. You will be dead if you have one."

The technical content of the iron rope is not high, and the main test is physical strength.

Wei Yansi looked at Qu Jinying's thin arms and legs: "It's still too much trouble, Fenghe-Zhang, I will take you there too."

Qu Jinying: "Echoing back and forth three times, Master Feng's strength will reach its limit, which is equally dangerous."

"I can." Feng He replied.

Qu Jinying was embarrassed: "But—"

Wei Yansi saw her small expression clearly, and her heart was like a mirror: "We are running for our lives, we don't pay much attention to it, don't talk about the stale ethics of giving and receiving incompatibility between men and women."

Qu Jinying has a guilty conscience and embarrassment, and her head is buried very low, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

—Fenghe of Xiang Zhou and Da Buffalo also persuaded: "The county owner, your mother was once a hero in the army, a heroine, and tens of thousands of men-to fight on the battlefield, you don't have to be too constrained."

Wei Yansi bent her lips, and He Chunlai nodded vigorously.

Qu Jinying was able to see through her mind, her eyelashes trembled, and the sunlight above her jumped and flickered: "...Okay, then there will be Master Laofeng."

In the order of respect and inferiority, Feng He first led Wei Yan to swing down. He held the iron rope tightly with his hand, and hugged Wei Yansi's dragon waist with his hands, his legs stared, the iron rope made a rattling sound, and the wind was lingering in his ears at the same time.

At the next moment, their feet fell to the ground.

Fenghe's movements are very quick, and his posture is very light. Only in the time of a cup of tea, the four people reunited at the entrance of the cave.

It is a place of right and wrong, not to stay for long, Wei Yansi took the lead, fumbled into the cave, bent over and walked a dozen steps, and met a few silver porters who had returned.

Before they could react, Fenghe took the lead, sprinted up and stunned them with his big palm, and picked up their torches and weapons.

The torch illuminates the road ahead and also illuminates the footprints they left before. Following the vines, Wei Yansi found several large wine jars.

To escape, you need to pack lightly. It's not easy to run with the big wine jar. Wei Yansi found a wad of silver tickets and a few gold leaves in the jar, and left them to Qu Jinying for safekeeping.

"The money is enough for us."

The four were back on the road.

They walked down the cave-road, stopped and stumbling, and finally saw the light ahead, suddenly ecstatic, speeding up their feet.

Slowly, slowly, the light got bigger and brighter, more and more dazzling. When they returned to their senses, they were already under the blue sky and white clouds, looking into the eyes-green mountains and green waters.

According to Fenghe's topography, this is the back mountainside.

They rested for a while, then went on the road, heading in the direction of the sun—the road went east. Every time they walk, Fenghe will leave a special mark so that the rescue team can find them in time.

Out of Hutou Mountain, there is a lake, the lake is slightly cool, both sides are covered with unknown old trees, the trees are verdant, and the green shade is like a cover.

The air is full of freshness.

It was getting late, so they decided to stay overnight here.

I picked up a slightly flat piece of land, next to an old tree, set up a fire, and sat around, thinking about chatting and improving the tense atmosphere, but I heard each other's stomachs growl with hunger.

Uh, I ran too hurriedly and forgot to bring dry food.

They had no choice but to collect materials on the spot-catching fish.

Catching fish is a work of observing all directions and listening to six directions. It is very suitable for the clever little **** in Chunlai. Wei Yansi personally broke down a branch and sharpened the branch with a large knife from Fenghe Shun, and gave it to Chunlai. Be a harpoon.

Spring came to fulfill his mission, took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his trousers, and jumped into the lake. After a few practice sessions, he succeeded in inserting a plump grass carp, and then even more accurately.

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