As soon as Wen Yongting left, there was no point in the five people of the Soul Tomb to stay any longer, not to mention that Wang Longhuan was seriously injured, and if he didn't heal quickly, he would definitely be over the game.

Before leaving, Liu Fengyuan glanced at Song Yuchen thoughtfully, after seeing the injury on Wang Longhuan's left rib, even he was a little worried in his heart.

It is not very difficult to use a folding fan as a weapon to hurt people, as long as the cultivation is enough, the flowers and trees around the body can be used as weapons, and he Liu Fengyuan can also do it. But what shocked him was that this kind of thing happened to Wang Longhuan, who knew best about this gambler-like young offspring, and his life was very hard, like the legendary cat with nine lives.

Although this kid's current cultivation is not very high, and he can only be ranked at the peak of the human level in the soul mound, but if he really fights to the death, even if he is a level higher than him, it is difficult to bargain in his hands, and even if he is not careful, there is a possibility that he will be counterattacked and killed by this kid.

Even if he Liu Fengyuan, a Soul Tomb Heaven-level master, is also one of the four major Tomb Orders, even if he personally makes a move, there is no guarantee that he can win it in a short time.

This kid's killing skills are exquisite, but what is more exquisite than his killing skills is his light skills, which is probably related to the kind of perverted training he has since he was a child, and his light skills are particularly good, and this is also the capital of him Wang Longhuan who dares to argue with people who are stronger than him.

I can't beat it, but I can run away, and at most I'll get a little injured, and I won't be able to die.

asked Song Yuchen to say that this soul mound was also a little too petty, and before leaving, he didn't forget to take away the silver spear that Wang Longhuan had discarded earlier, but he didn't get it, so An Chengwu, who came forward, confiscated it, saying that this is a small punishment for your soul mound for being rude to our little county lord.

Liu Fengyuan, who was already in a terrible mood, was angry again.

As for the Jin Steward who was completely stupid and the officers and soldiers of the Yamen who didn't even dare to come out, they were also sent away by Wei Geng after the five people of the Soul Tomb left.

Of course, with An Chengwu here, it is definitely unlikely that they want to leave easily.

Everyone took off their clothes and bare their buttocks before they were allowed to leave.

This is the bad move that An Chengwu came up with.

Originally, Steward Jin couldn't be killed at the beginning, but when An Chengwu put the eighty-pound halberd on his neck, he instantly lost his temper and did it obediently with a sad face.

Before leaving, An Chengwu did not forget to let the "honest and honest" Jin butler bring a message to his prefect, An Chengwu said: "I heard that the son of your prefect wants to be rude to our second county lord, and your Lord Deng loves his son very much, and he also arrested our second county lord into the dungeon." Go back and tell your Lord Deng that the Jingnan Royal Mansion has limited him to five days to personally go to the Jingnan Royal Mansion to take the blame, oh, by the way, you must also be honest. ”

In the end, under the word "roll", headed by the big butler Jin, more than 100 people, more than 10,000 catties of white meat, climbed down the mountain with a roll-

(The dividing line of purity) -

Since hearing the news of the little county lord, he has been galloping from Jingnan to the hundred Jingnan elites of Liuyunguan non-stop, except for Wei Geng and An Chengwu, the rest of the people have all gone down to the top of the mountain, and let the horses go to the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, Song Yuchen was lying on the bed in the posture of the word "big", and it was only now that he had somewhat eased up.

Song Yuchen, who came up sleepy, was about to close his eyes and squint for a while, when there was a knock on the door.

The voice was sonorous and powerful, and it seemed a little impatient to listen to, and Song Yuchen guessed who the knocker was at that time.

Before he ran to this room to rest, the old watchman said that when the meal was ready, he would call someone to his room and call him.

Song Yuchen got up and got out of bed, opened the door and looked, sure enough, it was the Taoist priest who didn't let him enter the Taoist temple before, what is it called? Oh, yes, Ma Shirong, a guy with tendons.

"The master said to eat. Ma Shirong said in a stiff voice.

As he spoke, he quietly glanced at Song Yuchen with his eyes, and found that the guy was trembling when he walked on both legs, wasn't this a hollowing out of his body due to excessive wine?

In other words, this master and his old man are really, and he is so gullible that this gentleman can still write the "Three Teachings and the Present Theory" with an empty stomach like him? Most of them were plagiarized from somewhere, or ghostwritten by the elders in the family.

Seeing Ma Shirong staring at his feet, Song Yuchen guessed what the other party was thinking at the moment, and he didn't break it, but smiled helplessly.

When Song Yuchen arrived at the dining room, the old master, Wei Geng and An Chengwu, and a little Taoist priest who had opened the door for him before, they had already sat down, but they hadn't moved their chopsticks yet, and they thought that the big guys were waiting for him.

Song Yuchen picked a place to sit down, and happened to sit next to the little Taoist, who was disgusted at the time and wanted to change places to sit, but was glared at by the old watcher, and immediately became honest, but his face drooped with a sullen expression.

Song Yuchen suddenly felt that this little Taoist priest was white and chubby, very cute, and interesting was the pair of fat earlobes, which looked even more fun.

Song Yuchen couldn't help but flick his fingers lightly, and the little Taoist priest was suddenly startled as if he had been shocked, and the whole person almost jumped up from the bench.

The little Taoist priest dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, tears kept rolling in his eyes, and his pitiful appearance made people feel distressed.

Ma Shirong, who was sitting opposite, saw all this in his eyes, and gritted his teeth angrily, but because the master was beside him, he couldn't have a seizure, so he had to turn his head elsewhere and come out of sight.

At the same time, I silently prayed for the little brother in my heart.

The old watchman sighed and sighed continuously. These two idiots, such geniuses are in front of them, but they don't see them at all, eh.

An Chengwu was already hungry, and when he saw that the scholar in green clothes and white noodles finally came, he finally couldn't help but move his chopsticks, gobbling it up, and soon wiped out most of the plates of vegetables placed in front of him.

The fat little Taoist priest, who has always been proud of eating a large amount of food and eating quickly, happened to catch a glimpse of it, and was shocked by the heavens, and admired it in his heart.

Song Yuchen was also a little speechless when he saw it, and he no longer pretended to be elegant, and put the guy in his bowl. He was so hungry, when he came back from the river in the morning, he was already hungry, and he wanted to eat a bowl of noodles but found that he had no money, and even the last piece of broken silver was given to the old vegetable farmer when he entered the city.

There are five dishes on the table, but this is a Taoist temple, so these five dishes are vegetarian, but they can already be considered hearty. As for whether this meal is fragrant or not, whether it is delicious or not, Song Yuchen doesn't feel much, because in front of the hungry ghost opposite, how can he have time to savor it.

When he was almost eating, Song Yuchen suddenly felt that there was one person missing, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally remembered that it was a heavy rain.

"General Wei, where is your second county lord, why don't you see her come to dinner?" Song Yuchen asked.

Wei Geng stopped the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and wanted to speak, but before he could speak, An Chengwu, who was almost about to bury his head in the bowl, said without raising his head: "The second county lord said that she was not hungry, and said that she was a little sleepy, so we should eat by ourselves." ”

The guy spoke with his mouth stuffed with food and slurred speech.

"Are you embarrassed to say it?" Wei Geng unceremoniously rewarded An Chengwu with a chestnut, and said angrily: "If it weren't for your kid coming up with that trick to make people strip naked, would the second county lord be like that." Said that your kid is an elm head, you still don't accept it, the county lord is a girl after all, but you let others strip in front of her, and if it's you kid, can you be nothing. ”

An Chengwu, who had most of his attention on the bowl, replied without thinking: "I don't care." ”

The end result was another chestnut, and it was a thickened chestnut.

Wei Geng no longer paid attention to An Chengwu, turned to face Song Yuchen, and said with a smile: "The county lord's side has already asked the Taoist chief to send some food just now, so Song Gongzi can rest assured." ”

"Huh" Song Yuchen heard this, and felt very awkward, what is the rest assured of this son, would I care about that Huai Heavy Rain?

"General Wei said this, she is not hungry and it is not me, what do I have to worry about. Song Yuchen said.

Wei Geng just smiled and didn't speak.