"Baby, it's a meson fruit. I can't take it away without its owner's consent." Ming Jiuye said with an embarrassed look on his face.
"But where is its owner! I don't care! I won't give it any more food!" She held a branch in her hand and kept waving it to block the little guy's approach.
"Isn't that right, Madam? You saved the Mane Tribe and naturally took over the Red Leaf Forest. Aren't you the owner of it?" The man said with a harmless expression.
Listen!
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The branch suddenly broke into two pieces in her hand, "Ming Jiuye! You did it on purpose!"
Seeing Wuyou jumping to his feet, Ming Jiuye's calm and leisurely brows were slightly excited: "Madam, you were the one who named Yimo, right? As the son of the leader of the sideburned tribe, he was named by you, and you inherited it yourself. My husband did not force you to take this responsibility."
"The son of the head of the sideburn tribe...did you know this a long time ago! You, you, you...are so mad at me, so mad at me!" As he said this, the restless hair was flying away from the hairpin.
It exploded again!
"Ma'am, my hair exploded again."
His voice was very soft, but Wuyou could still hear the smile in it.
She covered her head tightly with both hands and got into Ming Jiuye's arms, "Husband, help me quickly."
Hearing her delicate cry for help, Ming Jiuye's heart suddenly softened, and the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually spread into an arc.
"Relax and stand still."
Ming Jiuye formed a comb with his hands and knitted it again for her. Zhisi Buyu turned around and covered his mouth and snickered.
Wuyou raised his head in a daze, just in time to see the trembling backs of the two of them, "You didn't see anything just now, understand!" The threat was self-evident.
"clear."
When she was tying up her hair, Ming Jiuye was very close to her, and he could even easily see the thin down on her cheeks, which were as endearing as a peach.
After a while, "Baby, it's ready." After saying that, he placed a gentle kiss on her pink cheek.
"Don't be unhappy. When we get to Yuanji, my husband will ask You Guier to cook you some more delicious dishes, okay?"
"It's not at all...forget it, it's too late to say anything now anyway." Wuyou muttered and turned his face.
Of course Ming Jiuye knew that she was not just losing her temper because of a few beans, but that she felt that the burden on her shoulders was getting heavier and heavier, making her unhappy.
It's not that she doesn't want to be responsible, but she's afraid that she won't do enough and won't be able to manage such a tribe while being distracted.
"My husband will be by your side to help you, and Zhisi Buyu and the others, we will all help you."
Wuyou said "hmm" and saw the little pom-pom not far away that had been performing diligently to her. He smiled faintly, hooked his fingers and said, "Come here."
The little guy jumped happily in front of Wuyou and waited for her instructions.
"You go back to the space first. You can't run around or get dirty water everywhere." After saying that, the little pom-pom in front of him has been taken in.
"Let's go."
"Wait a minute." With a flick of Ming Jiuye's hand, Wuyou's robe turned into a white fairy skirt of cloud and mist flow, and he changed into a restrained black gold gown, with half an inscription on his face. A gilt mask with phoenix and crow patterns.
Even wearing half a mask can't cover up his natural imperial aura, and his innate evil arrogance, which makes people want to surrender at his feet at a glance.
"The robe is too eye-catching. If Madam likes the color red, I will prepare it for you after my husband comes out of Yuanji." As he spoke, the extra mask in his hand tapped Wuyou's face.
Ming Jiuye stared at the covered face with starry eyes and sighed softly: "Madam is so beautiful! Let's go."
Even wearing white clothes can't change the overwhelming strength that radiates from her body.
In desperation, Ming Jiuye had no choice but to secretly change his eye color to normal black.
Zhi Si and Buyu also put on black armor masks early. As soon as the four of them could not walk more than ten steps, they stepped into a mist. With just one breath,
The scene in front of me was turned upside down.
This blinding formation is like a curtain. If the world-suppressing beasts are unimpeded, then this formation may still be used to confuse people, but now that the Centipede has escaped, this is useless.
Yuanji was a country, but it had only one city, called "Yuan", which was also vividly called the city of Yuan.
"Crazy, there are so many people here."
Entering Source City, it can no longer be described as prosperous, but noisy.
The streets were full of people shouting so loudly that Wuyou wanted to plug his ears.
"It's really noisy here." A grown man in Zhisi gritted his teeth after hearing this.
"They should all be here for the auction two days later." Buyu observed that the people here were generally dressed inconsistently, and concluded that they should have come from other places.
"Husband, let's find a place to stay first." She felt her head hurt hearing this. These people all had their own loudspeakers and didn't realize it.
"Okay, let's go." The four of them searched for a long time on the street, but it was always full! Full house!
"Husband, just find anyone!" Wuyou said impatiently.
"No, you won't get a good rest that way."
"Silly, we can go back to space and sleep." She leaned over and whispered.
Ming Jiuye agreed when he heard it. Where would their cabin be comfortable? "Okay, let's find a farmhouse."
Even a small farmhouse was difficult to find. It wasn't until the sun set that I finally found one. The owners were an elderly couple.
The courtyard is not big, with flowers and grass, and it is neatly trimmed. The furnishings in the room are simple and quite satisfactory. Regardless of the meal, it only costs one hundred taels a day.
There were six rooms in the courtyard. For convenience, Ming Jiuye called the ghost slaves out and arranged them in the other two rooms.
"Phew! My ears finally feel better." Wuyou raised his hands above his head and stretched.
"Mother, how about some tea and porridge tonight to clear your lungs?" A little oil ghost floated over and said.
"Yeah! Okay, just watch and do it. Don't forget to make more. Zhisi and Buyu want to eat together."
"Yes, Madam, please relax!" The little ghost nodded and flew away. Wuyou saw Zhisi Buyu jumping up and down to check the fence around the yard.
Ming Jiuye was nowhere to be found, and soon he was seen walking out of the room holding a goldfish lantern.
The lifelike colorful fish lanterns look like they are about to leap over a dragon's gate. "Meng Po asked King Qin Guang to draw a talisman and send it to you. Madam, do you still like it?"
"I like it! I like it! The butterfly lantern that Granny Meng made for me last time is still in the Hall of Eternal Life."
Fengdu, whether it was the common people or the ghost officials, ghost guards, ghost attendants, etc., all respected her as an obscure empress.
"It's all yours, no one will snatch it from you, come on, take it in your hand."
As soon as he took over the lantern, Wuyou couldn't hold back his temper, "Husband, let's go to the streets! Okay! It would be a shame not to go shopping with such a beautiful lantern!"
Even if the aura of her body is taken away, it can't cover up the ethereal beauty, especially the blue gleaming black silk that goes over the waist, which makes people stunned.
"Okay, I just took the opportunity to inquire about the auction house." He secretly made a secret gesture again to cover up this unique brilliance, then held hands and walked out.
Yuancheng, where the lanterns were lit for the first time, was much quieter than during the day, and everyone's conversations returned to normal volume.
"I don't know if the Han family has any good things to offer this time, but I actually asked for a lot of money." A bearded man was drinking with his friends under the tree with a bottle of wine in his hand.
"This time the news about the Han family has been kept tight. The beauty last year made me ecstasy for a whole year, hahaha..."
Listening to the dirty words in his ears, Ming Jiuye tightened his little hands.
"Husband, is the beauty face the one I saw in the ghost market?"
It is said that it was peeled off from the face of a cultivating fox demon to make it more vivid and lively.
"Yes, um... Look, there are delicious food sold on the bridge. My husband will take you to see it." Everyone wants to save his Wuyou. This will be very tiring. Emperor Xiu is
What happened? Shouldn't the hills where Snow Fox is located be under the jurisdiction of the demon clan?
"Husband, there is no need to change the subject. It has already happened and it is too late to stop it."
Peeling one's face off alive...that would hurt so much. Wuyou couldn't help but wonder if he had become timid because he would feel so much in his heart.
Little did she know that in fact she just unconsciously resonated with the suffering of all sentient beings.
"Well, be good! It seems that the Han family is the master family this time, and nine times out of ten, the person we are looking for is also in their hands."
"It must be, but we..."
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The sound of a whip interrupted Wuyou's conversation, and the crowd was divided into left and right groups by the movement. "Hey! I want your fish lantern, Miss Ben!" Junqu Pavilion
A girl wearing a light pink skirt, holding a white hundred-knot whip, was staring proudly at the goldfish lantern in Wuyou's hand.
As soon as she finished speaking, a woman dressed as a maid next to her glanced in this direction, and threw a golden golden bean at Wuyou's feet with an unattainable look on her face.
"A golden bean and a lamp, you earned it! Why don't you obediently offer the lamp with both hands."
The arrogant arrogance made Wuyou narrow his eyes slightly. For these blind masters and servants, if there is a way to heaven, you will not take it, but if there is no door to hell, you will force your way through.
At this time, Zhisi Buyu stood in front of Wuyou from behind, one on the left and the other on the right.
"Come here! Take your dirty money!"
"You, kowtow to my master and apologize!" Bu Yu pointed directly at the maid who had just screamed.
In the fourth dimension, except for the highest monarch in this dimension, who is Ming Jiuye, everyone's cultivation must be suppressed and suppressed again, let alone the source city's spiritual energy, which is the world of force.
When the maid who was ordered saw the pair of icy eyes under the mask, she shuddered unconsciously and took a step back.
Then he was gouged out by his master, and he immediately took a few more steps forward.
He said bravely: "I give you money because I think highly of you. In this source city, my Han family has never failed to get what they want! Come on!"
She shouted softly, and two sturdy men slowly walked out of the crowd. They were wrapped in thick iron chains, like a captive bear.
"Don't fight! Peace is the most precious thing..."
A young man with a not too obtrusive appearance rushed out from the crowd. He was alone and weak, with only a white washed black and gray gown wrapped around him.
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo, hoo!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and help me search you."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
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Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."
