"Why are you here? Leave Miss alone? Don't you know that woman is waiting for Miss to be alone?" Chen Liuyu was anxious, and his volume instantly increased an octave. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Chen Quli ignored him, walked around him, picked up the teapot from the table behind him, and poured it into his mouth, and then wiped his mouth and said: "Miss stay well in Youyuan Mountain! I'll go back, what are you urging!"

"Miss is imprisoned in Youyuan Mountain?" Chen Liu shouted.

"The dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth! What kind of imprison? The young lady is cultivating a relationship with the new aunt in Youyuan Mountain! Don't worry so much, don't make a mess, help the old aunt find someone first! Otherwise, you will not be allowed to return to the capital!" Chen Qu cleanly blocked Chen Liu's mouth, waved his hand, and left without taking a cloud with him.

"Old Uncle" Nangong Wufang was ignored from beginning to end, and he didn't have time to ask a word. He patted Chen Liu's shoulder, "Forget it, there must be something hidden here, but Miss Cheng must be fine......!

Nangong Wufang faintly guessed that the truth was somewhat confidential, and there was no absolutely safe place in the current fairy world except for the Vermilion Bird Mansion, so whether it was grandpa or Miss Cheng, the message was concise and to the point.

Chen Liu is not stupid, and he came back to his senses after being excited. When he calmed down, he found that Chen Qu had secretly stuffed a small bag into his hand.

"What is this? Is it a secret letter from Miss?"

Nangong Wufang's eyes were sharp, "Open it up and take a look, this is the Qiankun Bag, a low-level storage magic weapon in the Yuanwu Realm." ”

The two hurriedly turned their backs together and blocked the door of the tent. Chen Liu quickly took out two things from the Qiankun bag, a small jar and an oiled paper bag.

"Uh...... Young Master, do you see what this means?"

Nangong Wufang opened the jar and the oil paper bag, looked at it and sniffed it, and couldn't help but have black lines on his head, "If I'm not mistaken, this is spirit wine, this is called peanuts, and they are all eaten." This should be Chen Qu's intention for you, and it has nothing to do with Miss Cheng......"

Chen Liu's face turned red after brushing it, and he stammered: "The seeer has a share, do you want to eat some together?"

Nangong is not polite, he knows that this must be Mingyue's craftsmanship. It seems that Miss Cheng is treated quite well in Youyuan Mountain, and it is definitely not as threatening and imprisoned as Chen Liu guessed, otherwise her maid would not have been able to get these from Mingyue, who is very protective of food.

There are not many spirit wine and peanuts in total, and the two of them originally thought about whether to "have fun with the people", at least to taste it for Qingshucheng, but it turned out to be bottomed out in two bites.

As soon as Nangong Wufang threw the last peanut into his mouth, Qingshucheng pushed the door and entered, "Young master, the King of Hanshan is here." ”

"King Hanshan, he sent a messenger again?" Nangong Wufang, whose face was slightly red, swallowed the peanut suddenly, forcibly endured the discomfort of being choked, and tried to ask seriously.

Qingshucheng's nose moved slightly, "Young Master, the King of Hanshan has personally come to visit, and he is already outside the barracks." Aren't you?"

Nangong Wufang was stunned for a moment, and immediately stood up and walked out the door, "How many people did he bring?

He strode past Qingshucheng, and was immediately discovered by Qingshucheng.

"No way! You are drinking, it is forbidden to drink alcohol in the barracks!" he said, squeezing his eyes in the direction of Chen Liu. How could Wufang be so bold? He actually drank openly in front of Captain Chen, who was strict in governing the army!

"Uncle Qing! The King of Hanshan has knocked on the door!Why do you still care about this?" Nangong Wufang lifted the curtain and walked out.

Chen Liu followed behind him and stopped slightly beside Qingshucheng, "Captain Qing, this is spirit wine, not wine...... It's important to get down to business!"

"You, did you drink it too?" Qingshucheng was stunned, "No! The King of Hanshan didn't come to the door! He came to negotiate!"

He shouted as he chased after him.

But when he said that he flew directly to the gate of the barracks, Nangong Wufang, as soon as he saw the battle of the King of Hanshan, his heart sank.

To be fair, there are not many people brought by the King of Hanshan, and there are only ten including himself. Their attitude was also peaceful, and they were stopped outside the barracks, and there was no dissatisfaction in them.

However, Nangong Wufang felt at least three Da Luo's breath from these ten people!

If you count the captured little prince, in just 10,000 years, the Hanshan tribe has actually emerged four new Da Luo!

Just three big Luo came here, and it wasn't terrible. Who doesn't have a hole card yet?

Nangong has no way to know, and there are several old men in the Hanshan tribe who are Da Luo. On weekdays, they hide tightly, and if they lead troops to cross their bottom line a little, these old men will take turns to come out to "warn".

What is really scary is being young.

Of the three big Luoli who came today, the oldest is the Hanshan King himself. The two people standing behind him were at most as old as Nangong Wufang.

This is Nangong Wufang's second time after the little prince of Hanshan who feels the powerlessness brought about by his missing 10,000-year cultivation.

He walked over with a calm face and looked at the King of the Cold Mountain from a distance, "The King of the Cold Mountain, you came here in person today, are you planning to break into my Vermilion Bird military camp and take the hostages?"

The King of the Cold Mountain was originally looking back and muttering to the other two Da Luo behind him, not knowing what he was saying. Hearing Nangong Wufang's question, he turned his head suddenly, and his face was instantly full of joy.

He opened his hands and walked quickly towards Nangong Wufang, "Beauty, you are really back!

Nangong Wufang's inner drama was so confused that even he couldn't read it for a while, and all he could think of was one sentence in his mind, that is, "Kill, kill, kill!"

The guards of the camp gate also suddenly began to riot, and the Lord will be humiliated, how can they not feel the same way?

But the expressions of the nine people who came with the King of Hanshan were very subtle, and the common point was that they all wrote, "Is there a crack in the ground for me to get into?"

The two Da Luo behind the King of Hanshan were extremely prescient. When the king of his own family opened his hands and took the first step, he hugged his arm left and right, and tried hard to press it.

When Qingshucheng arrived, the scene was in such chaos. He hurriedly shouted: "King of the Cold Mountain, you are here to redeem your most outstanding youngest son today!

By the time the two parties were finally able to sit down face to face and formally negotiate the ransom, a full hour had passed.

With extremely suspicious bruises on his face, the King of Hanshan asked flatteringly: "Beauty, how much ransom do you want?" You say! As long as you open your mouth, this king will agree to anything!"

Nangong was pale, "Please call me Young Master Nangong." ”

The King of Hanshan shook his head violently, "This is not good! The young masters of the Vermilion Bird family are all called Nangong! There is only one beauty!"

Nangong Wufang sneered, "You just said that you promised everything?"