Coming down from room to room, Wednesday was red-faced, but she hadn't found Monlisa yet.

Walked to the window of the last dormitory, Wednesday secretly wondered if Meng Lisa didn't live with these ordinary maids, it would not be easy to find her.

As concocted, he shook the back window of this dormitory, jumped in and touched the head of the bed, and was just about to possess himself to identify whether the two girls on the bed had the figure of Meng Lisa, but saw one of the girls sleeping quietly suddenly burst up, and a wooden stick in his hand like a door plug smashed down on his head.

Wednesday was shocked, and his first reaction was to kill people, and he couldn't let this girl alarm the guards on the periphery. Thinking of this, he stretched out his arm and used the outside of his forearm to block obliquely, half-blocking and half-unloading this stubby wooden stick from his body, and at the same time wanted to unload the power of the wooden stick.

It's just that as soon as he made contact, Wednesday secretly screamed that it was not good, the power on this wooden stick was so great, much greater than his own strength. Could it be an ambush? Wednesday secretly screamed that it was not good, and instantly picked up the "Golden Bell Jar" and took a hard hit, even so, his arm was smashed and hurt, and his bones seemed to be cracked.

It's a female swordsman, Wednesday frowned secretly in his heart, and it was not an easy thing to clean up a female swordsman silently. Fortunately, the opponent's strength doesn't seem to be particularly strong, and there is no weapon in his hand, if the opponent has a sharp blade in his hand, then his arm may have been cut off, even if it is not cut, injury is inevitable.

The right hand swung away the short stick that was suspected to be the door bolt, and Wednesday endured the pain with the two fingers of his left hand together, pointing straight at the opponent's chest, but he used all his strength to see if he could directly penetrate the opponent's fighting shield and restrain the opponent as quickly as possible.

Just made a move on Wednesday. But he saw that the female swordsman bent down flexibly, and at the same time twisted slightly sideways, and the bolt of the door that had just been swung open smashed towards his waist with a loud sound.

Something is wrong! Wednesday's brows furrowed deeply, this is a fighting skill in traditional martial arts, and the swordsmen in this world should not know this. Although several elders of the Li family have been arrested now, they obviously do not have a share in the Sean Kingdom. Even if there were, it would not be possible for these swordsmen to learn in such a short period of time.

And judging from the stretch of this female swordsman's hand, although she only knows some simple skills, she is very skilled, and she naturally uses it in the face of his attacks, as if she has practiced for a long time. Who is she?

Thinking again, she had obviously discovered his whereabouts, but she was silent, but she also tiptoed to try not to make too much movement. Thinking of this, Wednesday suddenly pulled out. Retreat a few meters out of thin air, and then ask in his original voice, "Who are you?"

But the female swordsman on the bed hesitated, and then lowered her voice: "Mr. Bruce?"

Wednesday let out a long sigh of relief when he heard this, "Meng Lisa, it's you, I thought I ran into someone else," he said and waved in a low voice, "Follow me," and jumped out of the window after speaking.

Looked around the window. Make sure there are no dark sentinels around and no one eavesdropping. Wednesday asked in a low voice, "How long have you been here?" What are your identities now? Are you safe? What about Jack? Can you get in touch with Chrissy?

Monlisa didn't rush to answer, but looked at Wednesday twice, "Mr. Bruce, how did you become like this? If it weren't for the familiarity with your voice and skills, I really wouldn't believe this is you." ”

Wednesday watched vigilantly what was going on around them. At the same time, he urged in a low voice: "My current situation is not very good, long story short. ”

"I've been here for three and a half months, and now I'm an ordinary lady-in-waiting in the palace, and Jack is hiding in a tunnel under the palace, safe for the time being. I can contact Princess Chrissy, but there is no chance to speak, as for the situation in the palace, it is calm for the time being, but the old king's health is getting worse and worse, I'm afraid it won't last long, and it will be chaotic by that time. ”

Looking at Meng Lisa, who was much more mature and stable, Wednesday was a little relieved, and then hurriedly ordered: "Find a way to let the princess contact me, whether it is a letter or a message, it must be absolutely safe, and no one can know, except for you, me and her, after contacting, discuss specific countermeasures, before that, absolutely do not act blindly, there is a hidden master in this palace, very powerful." ”

Lisa nodded vigorously, "Anything else?"

Wednesday whispered again: "You should know my identity, I am the new Chinese chef, and I will find a way to win the opportunity for us to be able to contact in the future, but don't worry, you will naturally know when the opportunity comes," After speaking, he took out a long sword from the storage ring and stuffed it into Meng Lisa's hand.

"You hold the long sword, when you carry the fighting qi, the strength and lethality should not be much different from your big sword, and it will also make your movements faster and more convenient to hide," after Wednesday finished speaking, he looked around, "Okay, hurry back, there will be no urgent things in the future, don't take the initiative to look for me, I will come to you for something, be careful, don't show anything abnormal." ”

Monlisa nodded vigorously, looked around for a while, and quietly returned to the house.

Watching Monlisa go back, Wednesday quietly hid in the shadows for a while, and then gently climbed over the courtyard wall and left the small courtyard. However, after leaving, he quietly turned back to his place and observed the neighborhood for a while to make sure that no one was watching in the dark, and then he really returned to his dormitory.

Joyce slept soundly in the dormitory, of course, she couldn't sleep soundly, and on Wednesday she used acupressure techniques to reach the pinnacle of bliss, but at the same time, it took her a lot of energy, and pressed her black sweet, making her completely sleepy. If you don't help her untie it on Wednesday, I guess it's okay to sleep all day.

After lying down under the covers, Wednesday quietly pressed Joyce twice behind the base of her ear to get her back to normal. But what he didn't think about on Wednesday was that he had just helped Joyce unlock the acupuncture when Joyce woke up.

Hearing Joyce's moaning, Wednesday quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

But Wednesday was inexperienced after all, and he didn't know what would happen to a sleeping man lying next to a sober woman, and if he could have predicted it, he would never have helped Joyce unlock his acupuncture.

Joyce groaned and woke up, and it took a long time for Joyce to realize what had happened before, and with a coquettish moan, she hugged Wednesday's sturdy body. Wednesday's figure is not to say, he can disguise his appearance, but he can't change his figure, and the level of disguise is not at that level.

Joyce didn't expect this somewhat obscene-looking mustache to have such a sturdy figure, and then thought of the pleasure of ascending to heaven before going to bed, and his heart was even more itchy and uncomfortable, and then he couldn't help but put his body close to Wednesday and began to rub it slowly.

Not only physical contact, but Joyce's hands also began to be dishonest, constantly rubbing against Wednesday's body, as if looking for some treasure. Joyce probably thought Wednesday had slept to death, so the movement was amplitude and not subtle at all.

It's been a bitter Wednesday now, being teased like this by Joyce, he took a little poor concentration and faced the situation of collapse again, if it weren't for the internal force that forced his own blood that began to slowly boil, if it wasn't for the system frantically issuing a poignant warning in his mind, he might have been unable to bear it.

Especially when Joyce's cold little hand slid gently over his skin like a snake, Wednesday's whole body shivered. When a hand slipped under him, Wednesday shivered quickly, and then let out a big gulp, muttering, "Scared me to death, scared me to death-"

Then while wiping his cold sweat, he pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Joyce, are you awake?"

Joyce coughed as if he had been caught as a thief, "It's nothing, I see you're having a nightmare, just about to wake you up." ”

Wednesday smiled in his heart, but showed a grateful look, "Thank you, I'm sorry to wake you up, go back to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow morning." ”

Joyce obediently lay down when she heard this, and all the boldness and wildness just now disappeared, as if she had become the big girl who was only a little active.

To say that Wednesday is not interested in Joyce's body is definitely a fool, and he is not a monk who has seen through the red dust, just an ordinary big boy who grew up in the temple and has not seen much of the world.

It's just that he also knows that he must not indulge now, especially if he doesn't know what the consequences of breaking the vows will be. If he breaks the color ring set by the system for the sake of temporary pleasure, he will despise himself, and if the consequences of breaking the ring are very strict, where will he regret it when the time comes?

Thinking of this, Wednesday also closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, but he was lying on the bed but constantly pranayama, trying his best to restore his feelings and feelings to normal, and to restore calm. In this case, you don't dare to cultivate internal strength, in case you are teased by Joyce, it is not a joke.

The current internal force on Wednesday is close to 20,000 points, and once so many internal forces lose control, it is not so easy to regain control.

Early the next morning, I got up early on Wednesday, then ran to the kitchen, steamed a few baskets of xiaolongbao, made a small bucket of tofu brain, and then mixed half a pot of cold dishes, and then packed them in portions.

The princess of the old kingdom and the ones on Cory's side have their own maids to come and get them. Only the mysterious old man Hendry needs to be sent over in person on Wednesday, not only because the old man ordered it last night, but he mainly wants to find out the old man's reaction to see if he found anything unusual last night. (To be continued......)