Chapter 118: It's disgusting

With six against twenty-nine, Wuli and the others fought with the enemy in a difficult way. But later, when the enemy recovered from the surprise of being ambushed, the dancers were overwhelmed. In the end, although he was unwilling, he still chose to retreat.

After Wuli and the others retreated, Jing Fu inspected the battlefield and found that there was one less person in her team. Qingyue pursued Fang Hong for a long time and didn't return, and she didn't know where she had gone.

After another moment, Qingyue ran back. Her image is even more embarrassing than Jing Fu and the others who were ambushed. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were disheveled, and her blouse had been torn, revealing her full breasts.

"Did you catch that slut?"

Jing Fu had just experienced a setback here, and when he saw Qingyue coming back, he immediately couldn't wait to ask. She desperately needed news of victory to soothe her angry heart.

Qingyue didn't speak, just shook her head slightly, and took it as an answer.

"Smack!"

"Waste! What's the use of me raising you! I can't even solve it with a third-order soldier! The people of your Yuelian family are all waste, and there is no useful thing from top to bottom. ”

Jing Fu slapped Qingyue angrily and said angrily. Then he was still angry, and he twitched on Qingyue's face one after another.

"Papapa~"

The slaps sounded one after another, Qingyue was still motionless, and the guards on the side couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and they all turned their heads to look in other directions.

"Wait, what do you smell like!"

Jing Fu, who was smoking, suddenly stopped, she approached Qingyue, sniffed a few times. suddenly stretched out his hand to Qingyue's lower body, and only heard the sound of "stabbing", Qingyue's pants were ripped off by Jing Fu.

"Okay, we're working here, and you're hiding and having fun with that slut. ”

Jing Fu stretched out his hand to Qingyue's lower body and touched it, pulled back his fingers and put it under his nose to smell it, and his face instantly became even more ugly.

The person who turned his head because he couldn't bear to turn his head over turned his head back. Looking at Qingyue's eyes, it was no longer sympathy, but resentment. Qingyue's strength is the highest among the many guards, but her status is the lowest.

Although these guards were also cultivated and recruited by the Bauhinia family, they still maintained their free bodies. Doing things for the Bauhinia family, that is all paid to be paid. Qingyue is different from them, Qingyue is a slave, let alone a reward, and even has no basic freedom. The people of the Bauhinia family can kill if they want to, and they can fight if they want, and their identity is not as good as a dog. After all, dogs still have kennels and can walk freely.

Now this Qingyue, who is not even as good as a dog, actually goes out to be chic with the enemy when they are desperately fighting, which is unacceptable to these guards.

"I can't beat him, it's he who uses me strongly. ”

Qingyue's expression was still the same, telling this cruel reality in a cold tone. It was as if she was just a bystander and that it hadn't happened to her at all.

"A woman can be used by a man, and the fall of the Yuelian family is because of your weakness. What's the use of me keeping you, call me!"

This time, the guards vented their anger on Qingyue, and their fists and feet were ruthlessly swung at Qingyue. One gets tired, and the next one picks up. It went on like this for almost an hour before it ended.

Qingyue staggered to her feet, her body was no longer straight, her body was covered with blood stasis, and her cold face was basically unable to see her true face. But she still stood like that, neither happy nor sad, like a piece of wood.

On the other side, after Wuli and the others withdrew, they met with Fang Hong at the agreed place. The battle ended with their defeat. But six against twenty-nine, holding each other for so long, and in the end only a little bit of injury, it was enough for them to be proud.

"How's it going over there?"

Wuli was in a good mood, patted Fang Hong's shoulder and asked easily.

Fang Hong's expression was unusually serious, he took a deep breath of his cigarette and said, "I have something to talk to you about." ”

Seeing that Fang Hong didn't look like he was joking, Wuli stepped back and said, "Say! ”

"You know that I am a student of the White Tiger Academy, and there is a teacher in our academy named Phantom Moon........."

Fang Hong told Wuli in detail about his relationship with Phantom Moon, as well as Phantom Moon's life experience, and one of his purposes for returning to Ivy City.

"So, what are you going to do. ”

Wuli looked at Fang Hong quietly, as if she had returned to the state she was in when she met Fang Hong.

"I need to get the antidote to the Broken Love Flower from Jing Fu to help Phantom Moon get rid of her slave status. ”

The Broken Love Flower is a means for the Spirit Race to control slaves. But there is not only one kind, each family will cultivate its own love flower. The function of these love-breaking flowers is exactly the same, the only difference is that the love-breaking flowers cultivated by each family can only be solved by themselves, and other families, even the holy clan, can do nothing.

Wuli didn't speak, still looking at Fang Hong quietly.

What Fang Hong is most afraid of is Wuli like this, because the plan he planned, it would not work without Wuli. Now Wuli doesn't say anything, which makes him very uncomfortable.

"Phantom Moon is a ninth-order general, and after her love flower is lifted, she will return to Ivy City. Then there is a reason to declare war on the Bauhinia family, once the Bauhinia family is overthrown, then half of its property can be divided among you. At that time, the Rose family will be the most powerful family in Ivy City, and your benefits will naturally not be less. ”

Fang Hong, who was helpless, had no choice but to promise heavy profits to Wuli for Phantom Moon first to see if he could impress Wuli. Wuli still looked at Fang Hong quietly, but this time she finally spoke, but what she said was: "You are so scheming, do you like that phantom moon." ”

"Ahh

A woman's heart can't be fathomed!

Where is this?

Fang Hong was talking to Wuli here seriously, but he didn't expect Wuli to suddenly come to such a sentence. What are you doing, big sister, you got the point wrong!

Although Wuli's words made Fang Hong a little confused, he still answered truthfully.

"How is it possible, Phantom Moon has already determined the relationship with my teacher Lu Yi. Besides, she's so old, and I'm still about the same as my aunt. ”

When Wu Li heard Fang Hong's words, she snickered, and then Fang Hong, who was serious, said, "Then what plan do you have, it is not easy to get Jing Fu to hand over the antidote." ”

Fang Hong smiled faintly and said quite confidently: "Of course the plan is there, and it has already begun to be implemented. Just now......... Then let's ......" After Fang Hong finished speaking, he smiled proudly at Wuli and said, "How about it, my plan is perfect!"

Wuli looked at Fang Hong with a disgusted expression, and only said, "It's disgusting." Then he turned and left.

Late at night, Jing Fu and the others still did not leave the natural forest. Wuli and the others are still alive, so she is like a fish in her throat, and she really can't relax. She has decided that she will continue to search in the forest, and if she does not destroy the dancing glass, she will not return to Ivy City for a day.

Fang Hong quietly sneaked into the vicinity of Jing Fu's camp at this time, he looked at the Jing Fu people who were already resting, smiled cruelly, and took out a metal bottle.

"Boom!"

Jing Fu, who had been tired all day, had just closed his eyes when he suddenly heard a burst of explosion. Jing Fu was awakened in an instant, she quickly got up and looked around, but there was no one to see, but she only smelled a familiar smell.

"I'm going to kill you!"

There was a roar of Jing Fu in the deep forest, because the smell was nothing else, it was from the smell of the powder. If you talk about the battle during the day, what has the greatest impact on Jing Fu and the others. Not a trap, not an ambush, but that unbearable smelly powder.

The smell of foul smell powder, even ordinary people can faint on the spot when they smell it, let alone the spirit clan with a habit of cleanliness. After the battle, it only took more than an hour for these spirit clans to repair their injuries. But in order to go to the place, the smell of Baisheng powder kept them busy until late at night.

They had just taken the taste of the hundred stinky powder to the place, and Fang Hong threw them another bottle. The blow to them was worse than throwing a missile in the camp.

Naturally, the arrogant spirits would not sleep with a stench. Even though they were exhausted, they still chose to remove the smell of the foul powder first.

After this busy work, they didn't sleep all night, and it wasn't until early in the morning that they completely cleared the smell of the bad smell.

Jing Fu and the others, who were even more tired, did not rest, but set up the stove and prepared breakfast.

I have to say that the Spirit Race is exquisite. If other races are in this situation, they must kill a few magical beasts at random, and they will be finished with a roast.

But how can the proud spirit race be the same as other races, their pursuit of quality of life, that is regardless of location.

All kinds of cooking utensils and ingredients were brought out and things were cooked. An ornate dining table shelf sits in the middle of the camp with delicate cutlery.

The level of refinement of the Spirit Clan's food is definitely the first in the mainland, no matter what the taste is. Just look at the exquisiteness of the ingredients, the complexity of the cooking, and the look and feel of the dishes is enough to be impressive.

Dishes that looked like works of art were served on the table, and as soon as Jing Fu's fork touched the food, he heard a "boom".

Familiar sounds, familiar tastes, familiar roars!

"Kill him, kill him for me!"

It was daytime, and Fang Hong's figure was naturally not as easy to hide as it was at night. After he finished throwing the foul powder, he was immediately discovered by Jing Fu, and a group of guards chased after him with red eyes.

Familiar pitfalls.

Familiar ambush.

"Aren't we being too cruel. ”

As a spirit clan's dancing glass, he can understand Jing Fu's mood at this time. empathized, and began to sympathize with this opponent.

"Where is this, and the cruelest is yet to come. Fang Hong said proudly.

"There are even more cruel ones!"

Wuli subconsciously took two steps back.

"Hehe, it's just that the smell isn't exciting enough, so I prepared some real things for them. ”