readx;? There were so many things that he couldn't figure out, and Feng Qingge didn't want to think about anything more, urging the little thing in his arms, with his sensitive nose, to find the person who was being detained. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info was too lazy to disguise himself to enter the city, Feng Qingge hugged Qi Ling, chose a remote place, went directly over the city wall, and went straight to the capital.

The capital of Yunguo is no different from when she left, except that King Cen's Mansion is even more desolate, and even the weeds in the courtyard are one person high. Not to mention the residents, those things that Zheng Zixu regarded as treasures have long been emptied by someone, the messy house no longer has the breath of the past, the tattered bricks and tiles are sparsely horizontal, the horizontal curtains on the ground are dirty and shaking with the wind, and the fallen leaves are flying, but no one cleans them.

With a sour nose, Feng Qingge hurriedly turned her head away and quickened her pace, bypassing the place where she once lived. In the eyes of the people in the capital, Feng Qingge has always been a dead fat man, and now, her current appearance, except for acquaintances, no one else knows at all.

It's just that when Feng Qingge left, the black figure hiding in King Cen's mansion swept past the wall rock, quickly hiding in the dark corner, his black eyes swept over the departing figure, he frowned slightly, but he didn't dare to step forward to confirm, is it her?

"Daddy, over there, over there, ......" chirping, like a little sparrow, Qi Ling waved his little hand in Feng Qingge's arms, pouting his little mouth, he was quite dissatisfied with Feng Qingge's speed, it was better for him to roll over.

was almost so angry that he vomited blood by the anger in his arms, Feng Qingge had no choice but to hold Qi Ling's mouth, and the corners of his mouth twitched and said: "You don't want to hurry up, you can also point out a way to get out!" Feng Qingge knows it, Qi Ling's head is straight, and he can smell Mu Cangyun's breath, but he only knows the straight-line distance! Every time he sees a dead end, Feng Qingge even has the heart to strangle him.

In the capital where so many guards patrolled, she really didn't dare to go over the wall directly, so she had to choose a new route and bypass it from other routes. In this way, it is better for this little thing to tell her directly where Mu Cangyun is, so she can kill it directly, phew, it is secretly sneaking over.

However, Qi Ling couldn't even say the complete words clearly, and the number of times he went down the mountain was pitiful, and he couldn't even tell the place, he only knew the general direction, and Feng Qingge could only find it by himself. Murong Chu now controls the entire capital, so the place where Mu Cangyun is located is definitely a place guarded by heavy troops, and at this stage, the only one who is willing to spend hard time arranging troops is probably the palace.

As expected by Feng Qingge, the place Qi Ling pointed to was also here, and when he arrived at the door, he wanted to rush in, but fortunately, Feng Qingge was quick and grabbed this kid. However, now that Feng Qingge is worried, how to get in is a problem. If Uncle Burning Stick was here, there would definitely be a way to get in.

"That, ...... over there" Pulling Feng Qingge's clothes, Qi Ling pointed to the people on the other street, the middle-aged uncle who was hunched over his waist and pushing the cart with both hands wiped the sweat on his forehead, and a token hung around his waist. Feng Qingge recognized it at a glance, this is a token that can enter and exit the palace at will, but it is only the lowest, the night pot.

Fight, isn't it a night pot!

Looking at the wooden barrel that was placed, Feng Qingge took advantage of the fact that the uncle of the cart was around to get water to drink, and without saying a word, he directly opened one of the wooden barrels and stuffed Qi Ling into it, and then she opened another wooden barrel, the smell almost made her faint, and before Qi Ling could speak, Feng Qingge picked up the rag on the side and sent it to his mouth, and closed the lid with a "bang".

These actions were only completed in an instant, and even the uncle who put down the tea did not notice it, pressed the cart with both hands, and continued to walk towards the gate in front.

"A few adults, the small ones go to the East Palace to clean up the night incense, please be accommodating. It seemed that he had already gotten used to it, and the uncle pushing the cart wiped his fingers on his clothes, and then took out a few pieces of broken silver from his purse and handed them to them.

Weighing the money in their hands, the guards just waved their hands and said, "Okay, go, go, stink." If you take something that stinks, you'll only accept it. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Nodding his head again and again, the uncle pushed the cart and apologized and headed inside.

Who has nothing to hide in this urine bucket! The plot on TV is really unreliable! Even if you pinch your nose, you can smell the strong smell of urine in this wooden barrel, and Feng Qingge has a loveless face. Listening to the movement outside, I thought that this group of people would check it, but I didn't expect to let it go directly.

Perhaps, they can't stand the smell of this night fragrance, what a spicy eye!

"Come out, two inside. "It wasn't until the turn that the guards were out of sight, and the uncle who was pushing the cart outside knocked on the barrel, and he didn't know the weight of the cart he pushed? When he pushed the cart outside, he felt it, but he didn't say it explicitly, and now there was no one, and he also moved his arms.

Almost at that moment, Qi Ling lifted the lid at the same time as Feng Qingge, but before Feng Qingge could rush out, Qi Ling's small fist had already smashed on her nose, making her grin.

"Stinky!" Turning over and landing, Qi Ling used the most commonly used move, rolling on the ground, eager to get rid of all the smell of this body.

Feng Qingge drilled out of the barrel, and the smell of this body is simply indescribable in words. Patting his clothes, Feng Qingge smiled and said, "I'm sorry, uncle, we have something to enter the palace, this ......"

"If you can get into the urine bucket and get in, it's your ability. Do what you want to do, the current capital, without Prince Cen, has changed the sky. Rolling up his sleeves, bowing his head and pushing the cart, the uncle glanced at the wind and walked away. A shallow smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, grinning as Feng Qingge left.

Didn't do much more, Feng Qingge picked up Qi Ling and ran, this kid still dares to twitter here, if he recruits guards, won't it be over! Deliberately avoiding those patrolling guards, under Qi Ling's guidance, Feng Qingge began to head towards the prison.

In the gloomy dungeon of "......", there was no sunlight, the unpleasant smell of dampness emanated in the air, the moldy straw was full of insects, and the scarred people were chained and could only lie flat on the cold ground, and the scars behind them were even more shocking.

Everyone, with scars, but no one said a word. They clenched their fists and looked into the depths of the prison.

The kerosene light was dim, and the man who was hanging from the wooden frame was already unconscious, and the merciless ice water fell over his head, forcing him to wake up. His weak legs were also tied to the wooden frame apart, and he slowly opened his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and looked at the person standing in front of him.