Chapter Seventy-Eight: Stacks of Firewood
"Me? Who am I? Changning propped his arms on the saddle and lowered his upper body to look at her.
Song Yijin's whole body trembled violently, and his words were not good.
She didn't think much about it when she chased after her.
On the same day, she saw Changning's back in armor in Qing'an Houfu, which was very familiar, and the abnormality of Xuelang, she was in a hurry to verify that she had thought about how to solve it later.
She is still a child, she is not as sophisticated and comprehensive as she was in the court back then, and now that the nightmare has come true, Song Yijin was dumbfounded for a while.
Changning sneered.
Even in the court, Song Yijin is not her opponent, why should she fight with her today.
"What, don't you dare to say?" Changning was condescending, "Then I'll tell you for you." ”
"I'm ...... Liu Huazhang. Her voice was hoarse, mixed with the thick darkness of the night, and the empty alleyways were like a soul seeking her life.
"I am Liu Huazhang, who is already dead, I came to your Song family to ask for my life."
Changning pulled off her mask violently, and the red spots she painted on her face in the night were frightening.
"Ahh Song Yijin covered his face and screamed, and ran away: "Ghost! Hell! ”
Changning did not hesitate, and chased after him.
Song Yijin screamed Liu Huazhang's name, and before he could run far, he was kicked down by Xuelang's hoof, rolled on the spot, slammed into the wall, and coughed miserably on his chest.
She has two legs and can run on four legs.
Changning sneered, pulled out the silver knife dagger hidden in his boots, and held it across his chest, kicking it on the saddle and jumping into the air.
Roll over the clouds.
She landed steadily, the blade flickering with a silver light in front of her doubles, like a dark night Shura.
Song Yijin staggered and tried to get up, but because of trembling hands and feet, he couldn't stand up at all.
"My brother, my brother won't let you go!" She was very introverted, and she was still dying.
Changning hooked the corners of his lips, bent his knees and slammed them, against Song Yijin's stomach, the dagger in his hand was horizontal, and the blade slid in front of Song Yijin's throat.
"Ahh Song Yijin's scream was covered in Changning's mouth with one hand, and his frightened eyes widened.
Changning also turned around and narrowed his eyes.
……
On the other side, General Zhao didn't get Mu Sheng's reply for a long time, and he was very displeased.
"Heh, it's hard to believe that the general still wants to report to General Li to keep people, it turns out that people have long looked down on our fine willow battalion." Zhao Shen snorted angrily.
Hiding from no one, even he, a general, is not in his eyes.
"In that case, let's just disagree and go back to the prince." General Zhao squinted and said.
This is the reason given to him by Mu Sheng himself, and he can't complain about others.
"General, this is not appropriate." There is a commander who persuades.
That Mu Sheng has now emerged, obviously it will not be a thing in the pool, offending him at this time, I am afraid that the entire Xiliu Camp will suffer in the future.
What's more, if he talks like this, he will obviously offend Cao Shizi and Qin Wujiang at the same time.
General Zhao smiled dryly: "Look for it again!" The general didn't believe it, he could still hide in the sky. ”
"Ah, Lao Zhou understands!" Commander Zhou suddenly slapped his forehead: "Maybe he didn't hide on purpose at all?" ”
Zhao Shenjiang is thoughtful, and naturally thinks about people in a complicated way, but Lao Zhou doesn't like to go around that bend, he sees Mu Sheng naturally according to the simplest ideas.
"You mean, he doesn't want to go to Cao Jiajun?" There is a commander who answers.
"No, it's that he doesn't want to join the army at all." General Zhao said dryly, a little dry.
"Yes, yes, I still know Lao Zhou when I join the army." Commander Zhou smiled: "Old Zhou sees that little brother has been absent-minded, and it is estimated that he doesn't want to be a soldier at all." ”
Lao Zhou sighed.
"That Mu Sheng doesn't look like he's afraid of death, but he cowers like this." General Zhao sighed.
I don't know if I regret the loss of such a talent, or I am relieved.
"When I went back to Qin Staff Officer, I said that Mu Sheng was not a general in my battalion, and he has now left."
Qin Wujiang took the case: "Isn't he a sergeant commander?" Why aren't you a soldier in your battalion? ”
"The staff officer is angry, Na Musheng was recruited by temporary conscription, not a serious soldier of the Xiliu Battalion, and the general was promoted to his first sergeant, just to reward him for his bravery in battle......" Before the herald finished speaking, he was hit on the head by Qin Wujiang's fruit.
"Shut up!" Qin Wujiang angrily scolded people to get out.
Cao Yu just entered the door: "Angry? I'll see it too. ”
Qin Wujiang glanced at him: "I said that the person who sent me, now the duck to the beak has flew, you will pay for it!" ”
Cao Yu ignored him.
This guy likes to play scoundrels whenever he has something urgent, and he has long been used to it.
"No matter how to pay, there are no more people." Cao Yu also laughed.
He originally had the intention to recruit this kind of talent, but since Qin Wujiang was interested, it was not easy for him to win the love of his friends.
After all, if Mu Sheng became Qin Wujiang's think tank, it would be no different from becoming his.
It's just that what seemed to be going well was a lot of twists and turns, and it was obviously a lot more complicated.
"Temporary conscription, there is always a roster." Qin Wujiang reacted suddenly and jumped up.
"It's so late!" Cao Yu called.
Qin Wujiang strode out of the door, shaking his hand with his back to him, his robe for a ride, flying in the arc of the waves, obviously walking in a hurry.
Cao Yu didn't ask any more questions, he drank by himself, and in front of him was Mu Sheng's crystal clear eyes.
I thought I would have a lot of communication with him, but it turned out to be just an illusion.
Cao Yu smiled and shook his head, what was wrong with him.
The man got up and walked to the door: "Order, pull out the camp early tomorrow morning and return to Qingshan Pass." ”
"Yes!" The herald ran away.
And Qin Wujiang, who ran out of the mansion before, also just came out of the county office.
"The Shen family is still a big family, it's really getting more and more fun." Qin Wujiang's eyes lit up.
The secret of Changning's body completely aroused his curiosity.
The lazy cat stretched out today, ready to show off its means.
He hurried to the Shen family non-stop.
In Qin Gongzi's eyes, there was no reason why it was too late.
"Who!" He snorted, turned his head to look out into the dark alley, pressed his finger against the hilt of his sword, and rode his horse closer.
"Hmm!" Song Yijin tried to struggle, but was knocked unconscious by Changning with a palm from the back of the neck.
The girl covered her veil for the first time, looked left and right, and stuffed Song Yijin into the firewood stored by the people on the side, and hid in the firewood stack on the other side, deliberately exposing half of the corner of her clothes.
Qin Wujiang had already dismounted, drew his sword and searched this way.
His silver boots creaked as they stepped on the debris on the alley floor, but soon the sound became inaudible.
Changning was glad that he had stopped in time from the firewood stack, otherwise it would have been bad if Song Yijin's body had not had time to be transferred and was discovered by Qin Wujiang.
Because she knew very well that her current strength, even if she added the experience of her previous life, she would not be able to escape Qin Wujiang's pursuit.
"Click" Qin Wujiang's long sword came out of its sheath, and it simply split the firewood stack in front of Changning.
Changning raised his head in an instant, and his clear eyes were three points brighter than the moonlight.
"It's you!" Qin Wujiang was startled, and looked down to see Changning holding a dagger in his hand, shining with cold light.
He frowned, but did not withdraw his sword.
"What are you hiding here?"