From the Fourteenth Mountain all the way back to the inn, Fang Jinsheng always walked alone at the back, twisting his fingers, feeling angry and stuffy, and a little uneasy. She already had a low-grade fever, so by the time she walked back to the inn, she was almost gone.

There was no doctor in this wilderness, so she had to go back to her room first, take a hot shower, and stuff herself under the quilt, intending to cover her sweat.

When she was sleeping, she vaguely heard someone calling her name.

Fang Jinsheng twisted his eyebrows and struggled to pull the sticky eyelids apart.

In a haze, I saw Wen Lingjun standing by the bed, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand, and having a face every day.

"Get up and drink your medicine."

Fang Jinsheng slowed down for a moment and didn't move, but Wen Lingjun was rarely patient, so he waited for her without saying a word.

After a while, Wen Lingjun saw that she seemed to really plan to spend so much all the time, and it was estimated that she was really bold, so she calmly lifted her robe and sat on the edge of the bed.

As soon as he hit the bed, Fang Jinsheng's back suddenly seemed to have thorns, and he crawled up with a bone, and used the quilt to protect himself against the wall.

Wen Lingjun was already surprised by her similar reaction, raised his hand, handed the medicine bowl to her, and said dryly: "Drink it." ”

I don't know, I thought I was forcing people to drink poison.

Fang Jinsheng looked at him with a complicated expression for a long time, and finally lowered his eyes silently and took the medicine bowl.

But after taking a sip, Fang Jinsheng slowly discovered that it was not medicine, but ginger soup. And because the wall of the bowl didn't feel hot to the touch, she subconsciously held her breath at the beginning, and sent a big sip to her mouth, a spicy irritation surged, Fang Jinsheng's face changed, if she hadn't swallowed it in time, she almost didn't spit it back into the bowl.

Wen Lingjun held her wrist very harshly, just to prevent the ginger soup from spilling.

"Don't waste it when you're done drinking."

"......" Fang Jinsheng cleared her throat for a long time, and it was difficult to get rid of the strange feeling in her throat, she glanced at Wen Lingjun, and said with an unsteady breath: "You did it on purpose, right?" ”

Wen Lingjun: "You think too much, there are no medicinal materials here, only this." ”

The other party's eyes stared at her firmly, Fang Jinsheng pressed it for a long time, and half-compromisedly brought the medicine bowl to his mouth again and took a sip.

She drank it extremely hard, and I don't know which honest person boiled this ginger soup, except for ginger, she didn't add anything, it was just a bowl of biochemical weapons. After Fang Jinsheng took two sips, he couldn't bear it, his brows were furrowed, and he pushed the medicine out: "I don't want to drink it......"

Strangely, after Wen Lingjun glanced at the remaining amount in the bowl, he didn't really tell her to "drink it", but took the bowl back, got up and left.

"Wait."

Fang Jinsheng saw that he was leaving, and suddenly subconsciously spoke.

Wen Lingjun paused, then slowly turned around and looked at her.

Fang Jinsheng's fingers unconsciously grabbed the corner of the quilt, his eyes were annoyed and aggrieved, and his tone was a little stubborn: "Why are you lying to me?" ”

"You think too much," Wen Lingjun repeated what he had just said without emotion, and then looked away, "The people this king wants to deceive are Lu Ying and Tang Huai, not you." ”

Fang Jinsheng was speechless for a while, but she always felt that something was wrong, she thought for a while, and then asked angrily:

"When I was in the cave......"

However, the other side was empty, except for her own voice echoing in the room.

Fang Jinsheng really felt angry, but it didn't seem that she was angry that she was deceived by Wen Lingjun, but because of something else, but she couldn't say what it was, so she held it for a long time, and finally smashed her fist on the quilt and secretly scolded "bastard".

The next day, when Fang Jinsheng woke up from his sleep, it was already the moment when the sun was shining, and the inn was surprisingly quiet. She opened the door and was about to go downstairs to take a look, when a hand was crossed in front of her.

She turned her head and saw a somewhat familiar face.

"Fang, Miss Fang, the third and third princes commanded, don't you ...... Not ......"

As soon as the other party spoke, Fang Jinsheng immediately remembered the identity of this person, and made a silent gesture towards him: "I understand what you mean, tell me not to run around, right?" ”

The southern harrier nodded like pounding garlic, with a look of relief.

Fang Jinsheng: "Tang Huai is already here?" ”

The Southern Harrier replied seriously: "It's still ...... Haven't ...... yet."

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face.

The door creaked open downstairs, and a pair of soapy black riding boots swaggered into the threshold, and a tall figure appeared in the doorway.

Tang Huai was tall, with his hands folded behind his back, looking energetic and majestic.

Looking over from Fang Jinsheng's position, he could only see Tang Huai slowly walking to the opposite side of Wen Lingjun, and behind Wen Lingjun, there was a man wearing a fog-gray robe and a hood.

Again?

Or is this the real Chu Shannan?

The inn was extremely quiet, and the large group of people brought by Tang Huai were waiting outside the inn, and behind Wen Lingjun, in addition to Lu Ying, Yun Qi and a few people in the rivers and lakes who did not want to leave, there was only one "Chu Shannan" who did not know his true face.

Tang Huai saw the figure of the person behind Wen Lingjun, his eyes changed slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking smile: "This time, it won't be your trick again, right?" ”

Wen Lingjun didn't even bother to argue, and said directly: "What do I want?" ”

Tang Huai laughed when he heard this, shook his head, took out a wordless letter from his arms, and pointed behind Wen Lingjun.

"Lift the veil, I'm going to check."

Wen Lingjun glanced at "Chu Shannan" behind him lightly, and his lips opened slightly: "Convenient." ”

Hearing this, "Chu Shannan" raised his steps lightly and walked to Wen Lingjun's side. However, at the moment when he raised his hand and was about to lift the soap veil, a figure quickly flashed to Tang Huai's position, and at this moment, the place where Tang Huai was standing was already empty.

The two foxes showed their tails at the same time as they made the transaction.

At the moment when the light and shadow were staggered, Fang Jinsheng just felt dazzled, and the next moment, the situation downstairs seemed to have undergone an incredible change.

Tang Huai's right hand was pinched on the neck of the person who was hiding his face, and a pair of translucent eyes looked at Wen Lingjun contemptuously, seeing that the other party was holding the wordless letter that was still in his hand just now, he smiled and said, "Look through it carefully, maybe there will be a surprise." ”

Wen Lingjun didn't seem to care, and with a wave of his hand, the fake letter floated to the ground.

"If you take a closer look, maybe the surprise will be even bigger."

Hearing this, the corners of Tang Huai's eyes straightened, and he turned his head and swept his sleeves, the hat on the head of "Chu Shannan" suddenly split in two, and a face full of burns and abscesses came into view, and the dead and rotten sarcoma squeezed into his eyes almost at the same time, and there were only dead pupils in the narrow eye sockets.

Tang Huai's eyes widened, and the soles of his feet retreated a little uncontrollably, but it was this retreat that Wen Lingjun saw the opportunity to dodge up, raised a foot and kicked the back of his head.

However, Tang Huai was by no means a fuel-efficient lamp, but in an instant, he suddenly came back to his senses, retreated and dodged, and whipped the long black whip on his waist, waving it wildly, as if driving a poisonous snake with bright fangs.

Tang Huai jumped on the table and stared at Wen Lingjun viciously: "What a third prince, what a sanctimonious hypocrite, he dares to go back on his word!" ”

Wen Lingjun's eyes were indifferent, and the five fingers in front of him slowly retracted, gradually clenching into fists, showing a momentum of battle.

"Not necessarily, Chu Shannan was trapped by you in the sea of fire in the Houqi Mountains back then, and it is a miracle that he can survive, how do you know that this person with burns on his face is not your good brother?"

Tang Huai's mirror-like eyes were flooded, he glanced at the disfigured man quickly, and immediately opened his eyes, with a hint of trembling in his resolute tone: "Impossible!" ”

Wen Lingjun: "Why is it impossible?" ”

Tang Huai directly threw down a whip to refuse to answer this question.

The battle suddenly began, and the mountain bandits outside the inn swarmed in and exchanged hands with the people in the house. The number of people in the inn has the upper hand, but the people who are willing to stay all have two brushes, which can be regarded as immeasurable. Wen Lingjun and Lu Ying were alone with Tang Huai, and the black whip seemed to have eyes, and the move was close to the point of the two.

After fighting for a long time, there were a lot of corpses piled up on the first floor of the huge inn, but the mountain bandits still came in waves, like water from a faucet, constantly pouring in from the gate. Fang Jinsheng and Nan Harrier squatted on the second floor, secretly watching the battle through the gap in the wooden fence.

Fang Jinsheng looked at it for a while, and was so smoked by the bloody breath that rushed to the sky that he wanted to vomit, but he was unwilling to hide in the house like this. She turned her back, sat against the railing, and said to the Southern Harrier, "How's it going?" ”

Nan Harrier saw that her face was pale, and she was stunned for a moment before replying: "There are too many wives on the other side......"

Hearing this, Fang Jinsheng already understood that this was the meaning of her own advantage, she couldn't hold back for a while, glanced sideways, and happened to see a person's body pierced by a long sword, and blood with residual heat splashed all over the wall.

Her scalp was numb, and she hurriedly turned her back with a blue face.

However, Nan Harrier didn't have time to tell him that although the other party had a lot of people to show the public, his own people had a slight advantage, but the two who competed with Tang Huai had the upper hand.

Tang Huai's martial arts are vicious and ruthless, and every move has never left any room for the opponent. But ever since that "Chu Shannan" revealed his true face, his aura has always been a little unstable, not to mention that Lu Ying and Wen Lingjun joined forces to deal with him.

However, Tang Huai had already expected this situation, and had already stationed all the men and horses of the Fourteen Mountains here, even if it was a dead consumption, it could consume Wen Lingjun and others until the lamp ran out.

Wen Lingjun and Lu Ying are also well versed in this, and the only way to solve this situation as quickly as possible is to fight quickly and capture the thief and the king.

Tang Huai was forced by the two to retreat, and crashed into the crowd in a flash, using many enemies and friends as his cover, Wen Lingjun and Lu Ying had to temporarily stop in order to prevent accidental injury to friendly troops.

At this time, Tang Huai raised his eyes and looked upstairs, and a treacherous light flashed in his cold eyes.