Chapter 113: The Road of Slapping the Face of the Waste Wood Girl (7)

As far as the eye can see, although the yard is desolate, every plant in it grows very vigorously, as if something is moisturizing.

The corners of her mouth hooked a satisfied arc, and she pulled Yu Chu to decorate her new home together.

The two of them were very busy, and first went into the house and cleaned all the dust.

When Yu Chu was holding a shovel to eradicate the weeds in the yard, Jiang Pengpeng's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Idiot! Stop her, those aren't weeds, they're purple grass! ”

"What?" Jiang Pengpeng didn't even have time to ask what the purple phoenix grass was, so he hurriedly rushed out and stopped Yu Chu.

"Yu Chu, stop!"

Jiang Pengpeng looked at the round leaves growing among the weeds on the ground with palpitations, some of which looked like lotus leaves.

The God of Contract continued to explain: "Purple Yellow Grass, the most basic thing necessary to upgrade alchemy, is also a medicinal material, although there are still quite a lot of this grass, but because it grows in weeds, it is difficult to find. ”

She squatted down and carefully stroked the purple yellow grass, full of excitement, "In this way, they are all treasures!" ”

Yu Chu's face was full of suspicion, these weeds have been growing here for a few years, if it was a baby, others would have come to dig it up.

Then, after the two of them finished harvesting the purple yellow grass growing in the weeds, Jiang Pengpeng began to go into the house to rummage through the cabinets to find things.

"It's strange, the Golden Phoenix Poison Silk that Wen Qiyue got later was obviously found here?"

Scratching the back of her head and holding a dog's tail in her mouth, she stood in the room and looked around, but she couldn't find what she was looking for.

After looking for an afternoon and still no result, she finally gave up, anyway, she lived here and looked for it slowly.

In the middle of the night.

There was a sparse sound from Jiang Pengpeng's roof.

She frowned, and sat up quickly, could it be that Wen Qiyue didn't let her go and found someone to harm her, right?

has encountered too many dangerous things, Jiang Pengpeng is about to have paranoia of being killed.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and then a man in black staggered in, and quickly closed the door by the way.

Jiang Pengpeng hid behind the pillar, holding a vase in his hand, and he didn't dare to come out.

Outside, the sound of the guards searching the house was heard.

"Look for me carefully, I can't let go of a corner!"

Just as Jiang Pengpeng was about to speak, the person's eyes suddenly looked over, although he was masked, only a pair of eyes remained.

How can it be so familiar? This was Jiang Pengpeng's first reaction.

Wait, that aperture......

I'll go, my luck is worth the gold lord!

He supported his body and walked in her direction, Jiang Pengpeng only felt as if he was frozen, and his steps couldn't move at all.

"You...... What have you done to me? ”

Jiang Pengpeng looked at the man in front of him from afar.

"Help me deal with the people out there, or I can't promise I'll do anything."

He pinched her wrist, Jiang Pengpeng realized how small she was, even though he was a seriously injured person, he was still able to easily control her.

"Little milk baby, what's going on? Haven't you already made a pact with me? Your master is going to die, help! ”

She gritted her teeth and asked the God of Contract with her mind, and she had no room for resistance.

But the other party didn't seem to pay attention to her, and didn't give any response, as if the world had evaporated, but she could clearly feel his presence.

Because of the contract, both parties can feel certain emotions of the other party.

Jiang Pengpeng seemed to feel a kind of fear coming from the God of Contracts.

"Okay, okay, you let go of me, I'll do it for you, right?"

She deeply understands the truth that heroes don't suffer losses in front of them!

Besides, if something happens to you, who am I going to do the task?

However, she can't be too obvious.

Looking around, there was no place to hide in this empty house.

"Second Miss, please open the door!"

Seeing that the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion had arrived at her door, Jiang Pengpeng only felt that her heart had jumped to her throat.

She spun around in place anxiously, lowered her voice and urged: "Ouch, see for yourself, where is suitable for hiding, anyway, my house is so big." ”

"What's the name of the middle of the night, and you don't let people sleep?"

She nudged him and walked towards the door, deliberately slowing her movements.

"What's going on? It's noisy everywhere. ”

Jiang Pengpeng yawned and pushed the door open, frowning, his face full of displeasure.

"Second Miss, I'm sorry, I'm bothering you so late, there are thieves breaking into the Prime Minister's Mansion, in order to ensure the safety of Second Miss, please make it convenient for Second Miss to let us go in and search."

Her eyebrows froze, and her tone became a little serious,

"Do you think it's convenient? A few big men broke into the boudoir of the young lady who didn't go abroad in the middle of the night, and it was really because I was the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, so I didn't have to care about my reputation, right? ”

The sword-wielding guard at the head hesitated for a moment, and his eyes looked inside the room intentionally or unintentionally.

"Second Miss, we didn't mean that, mainly for your safety."

"It's more important than my security, why don't you search for Miss?"

She knew that these people were coming straight to the West Courtyard.

"Second Miss, the eldest lady still needs more protection than you."

The implication of this is that the eldest lady is a martial arts genius, how could a thief sneak into her room?

Your second lady is a waste of wood, and it is entirely possible that the thief has sneaked into the house.

Where did these guards in front of them still take her seriously after she became a waste of wood?

And at this moment, a few drops of blood at the door of Jiang Pengpeng's bedroom attracted the attention of the guards with knives.

Jiang Pengpeng pretended to be calm on the surface, and began to panic a little in his heart.

"Second Miss, let's go in and search."

He crouched down and dipped his fingers in the blood on the threshold.

"This blood is mine!" Jiang Pengpeng stretched out his hand, and there was indeed a wound on it.

"This is what I got by breaking my teacup in the afternoon, and you're really worried about it."

"Second Miss, this blood is obviously fresh!"

The guards with knives looked extremely experienced, and if they didn't go in and search today, they would be very difficult to dismiss.

Jiang Pengpeng waved his hand helplessly, "Okay, okay, you can go in and search, but if you don't find anyone, this trespass on the second lady's boudoir ......"

"I'll give a reasonable explanation to the second lady!"

They looked confident, as if they had decided that the person must be with her.

Jiang Pengpeng nodded and gave way to the road, holding his hands in front of him, and watched them go in to search.