Generalissimo Wan Linggen stretched out his hand to hold that wrist, not wanting the green jade fingers on that wrist to suddenly hook, and he hurriedly drew a few times in his palm to retract it, but he grabbed it.

"Oh no, what a big rat got in!" Wan Linggen outside the door screamed in horror, and with him screaming in horror, it was Wang Po inside, "Ah! Where is it? At this moment, Wan Linggen's big hand grabbed her wrist and pulled it hard, and at the same time leaned back, and a slender body was pulled out of the door by him and pounced on him, and both of them fell to the snow at the same time.

"Buzz!" A powerful arrow flew against Wang Po's back and plunged deep into the opposite wall.

Wang Po was still frightened by the mouse in Wan Linggen's mouth, his little face turned pale, and he kept asking, "Where is it?" Where is it? Wan Linggen hugged her tightly and quickly rolled into the corner of the wall in the snow, and whispered in her ear, "Run!" ”

At this time, two people shouted outside the door: "Lao Zhang, do you see something running over?" ”

"No? Dashuai can't let us let go of a cat, Lao Li, have you seen the cat? ”

"I didn't see it!"

"That's it, as long as it's not a cat, anything has nothing to do with us."

"Yes, yes, let's keep it right."

Silence fell outside the door.

Wang Po, who was lying in Wan Linggen's arms, was confused, and his big eyes turned around on him, "Dashuai, are those two people outside your guards?" ”

Wan Linggen nodded.

Wang Po struggled to get up, "What a cat, a dog, it's obvious that an assassin has broken in, these two stupid people!" ”

Wan Linggen held up a finger, "Shhh Not really a cat? ”

Wang Po nodded affirmatively, "He just pointed an arrow at me behind my back." ”

Wan Linggen suddenly showed a smile and stunned Wang Po. "Pur, are you cold?"

Only then did Wang Po realize that he was shrinking into the man's arms, and suddenly his whole body was soft, his jade face was crimson, and he said, "Cold!" Oh, it's not cold! ”

Wan Linggen'er's smile was even more strange, "Pur'er, I'm cold!" ”

"Huh?" Only then did Wang Po find that Generalissimo Wan's entire back was hidden in the snow, so he hurriedly got up and reached out to pull him.

Wan Linggen jumped up and patted the snow on his body, "Pur, let's go into the house." ”

"Oh, good!" Wang Po stood by the door, followed him into the house, and closed the door with his backhand.

There was some chaos in the room, a silver hairpin fell on the side of the bed, Wan Linggen bent down to pick it up and looked at it, "Po'er, is this yours?" ”

Wang Po lowered his head nervously and whispered: "Back to Dashuai, that thief sneaked in and restrained me just now, I wanted to use it to ...... Self-protecting, but ......"

Wan Linggen smiled, handed the silver hairpin into her hand and said, "Remember, don't take yourself lightly, nothing is as important as life!" ”

Wang Po was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked at him fixedly, tears rolled in his eyes, and finally he still couldn't hold back, and he was pouring down.

Wan Linggen sighed lightly and took the weak woman into his arms, and his shoulders were suddenly warm, soaked in the woman's tears.

"Did you just write in the palm of my hand, did you tell me that it was dangerous here, and leave immediately?" Wan Linggen gently patted the woman's back.

Wang Po's tears poured out uncontrollably, and when he heard his question, he could only nod his head.

After comforting Wang Po in her arms for a while, Wan Linggen whispered in her ear, "Po'er, who else is there in this courtyard?" ”

Although Wang Po was reluctant, he still had to stand up straight, leave the warm embrace, and wave his sleeves to wipe away the tears on his face, "Back to Dashuai, there are still a few sisters in the right compartment there." ”

Wan Linggen asked puzzledly, "Is there no one in the main room?" ”

Wang Po's face turned red, "No, no one wants to go over and live." ”

He didn't want to think about it anymore, so he took Wang Po's hand and said, "Let's go, you can take me to see them." ”

Wang Po nodded, let him hold his hand, and went out to the door of a house at the top of the right wing. Wang Po was about to speak, but Wan Linggen raised his hand to stop him, he reached out and pushed on the door, as if something was pressing up from inside. He cleared his throat and shouted, "Sisters, I am ......" Before he could finish his words, the door of the house suddenly opened, and two black shadows shot at him like lightning.

"Get out of the way!" He let out a loud shout and pushed Wang Po behind him to the side, and at the same time his body rolled to the ground, and two sharp arrows passed past his face with a biting sound of wind. He was just about to stand up when a huge wooden plank slammed down on him. He had to roll again, and with a thud the snow flew everywhere, and the heavy planks almost hit the ground next to his arm. He didn't care much more, lifted his qi into the dantian, jumped up from the ground with a loud shout, kicked his feet on the ground several times, his body spun rapidly in the air, and landed lightly in the middle of the courtyard.

At this time, Wang Po's anxious voice came, "Sisters, stop it, he is the generalissimo!" It's a pity that her voice is too weak, I'm afraid no one else will hear it except for Generalissimo Wan. Just when he thought the crisis was over, two huge balls roared towards his face.

The embarrassed Generalissimo Wan has once again turned into a rolling gourd.

The two balls flew over him as if they were being pulled by something, spun around and then slammed at him, forcing him to roll and roll.

The two balls smashed into one deep pit after another in the snow on the ground, and the generalissimo rolled non-stop.

The generalissimo was chased by two balls and rolled all over the yard, which was also really ugly. After being angry, Generalissimo Wan had to calm down, and he found that the two balls were one after the other, one after the other, although they seemed messy, but they were scattered, and it was obvious that someone was manipulating them.

He saw the moment, and just as one of the balls landed and the other flew up, he stopped the roll, shrank and rolled back from under the ball. In this way, the order of attack of the two balls one after the other was immediately disrupted, and by the time Generalissimo Wan stood up very handsomely, the two things that annoyed him were already entangled with each other and could no longer be separated.

"Dashuai, watch the back!" Just when he was complacent, Wang Po's anxious voice came, and at the same time, the sound of the back wind sounded, Generalissimo Wan was furious, and he still wanted Lao Tzu to be a rolling gourd, he leaned back with both hands, leaned back again, and the whole person turned backwards.

But he didn't really want to do a backflip to dodge or something, the hands that reached out accurately grabbed the sneak attack, as the body sank, pressed down fiercely, only to hear a squeaky sound, just the moment the hands touched the ground, the waist stiffened, the body turned upside down, stepped on a thing, both hands lifted up hard, and with a bang, the thing in the hand was suddenly broken into two.

The courtyard was completely quiet.

He looked around nervously, convinced that nothing else had come out, only to realize that he was holding two sticks of wood in his hands, and that it was a chair under his feet. And what almost made him into a meatloaf was a door panel, and the two round balls that made him unable to get up on the ground were two candlesticks.

He slammed the wooden bar in his hand to the ground, and looked coldly at the few women standing with Wang Po, their eyes dodging, and their faces were extremely panicked.

"Who did it?" Generalissimo Wan was really on fire, and the voice seemed to come from the ice cellar.

The women bowed their heads and fell silent.

"Who did it?" He took a step forward, and the women shrank back in unison.

"I ask again, who did it?" He took another step forward, a cold glint in his eyes.

"It's me! It's none of their business! ”

Finally a person stood up, at the beginning she kept her head down, Wan Linggen did not notice her, when she raised her head and looked at him with raised eyebrows, he found that although this woman was petite, but the facial features on her face were exquisite, especially a pair of Danfeng eyes were extremely prominent, with a high nose bridge and pointed chin, a word quickly flashed in his mind, to be precise, an animal: fox spirit!

"You did it?" Wan Linggen looked her up and down in disbelief.

"I did it, how?" The vixen's head was raised high, revealing a snow-white neck.

Wan Linggen snorted lightly, his eyes swept over the few people behind her, and he squatted down to carefully observe the pile of "hidden weapons".

Whether it is the two candlesticks, or the bulky door panel, there are more or less silk threads connected to them. He followed the thread and soon came to the room. In the middle of the room there was a huge disc with many handles inserted into it, and the silk threads were attached to those handles.

He himself was very interested in things like institutions, and at this time, he couldn't help but sigh when he saw that there were such exquisite mechanics in this era.

After playing for a long time, a very bold idea suddenly moved in his heart, and he clapped his hands and walked out of the room.

The women, including Wang Po, and the proud vixen all looked at the handsome man who was too young to speak, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Is there a lot of people here who come to harass?" Wan Linggen asked gently.

The women were stunned, but Wang Po was bolder, hesitated for a moment and said, "Go back to Dashuai, yes." She looked at the vixen who no longer held her head high, and then said, "If it weren't for Sister Shen's mastery of the art of organs, we would ...... We don't know what to expect. ”

"Your surname is Shen?" Wan Linggen asked, staring at the vixen.

"yes!" The fox leaned back on his chest.

"What's your name?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"Sister Shen!" Wang Po gently pulled the sleeve of the fox spirit, and said respectfully: "Back to Dashuai, Sister Shen's name is Shen Mingzhu, and her grandfather is Shen Kuo, a heavy minister of Xining." ”

"Shen Kuo?" Wan Linggen's heart moved, "Is it the Shen Kuo who wrote "Dream Creek Writings"?" ”

"You...... You know? The fox spirit Shen Mingzhu's tone weakened significantly.

Wan Linggen suddenly faced several women and said in a very sincere tone: "It's all my carelessness and neglect of the safety of my sisters, please forgive me!" ”