The man in Jinyi is a master at manipulating people's hearts. He is well versed in human nature and knows how to hit the nail on the head.
The two choices seemed to be without thinking. Jin Yiren even gave her an excuse and a way out. She was hypnotized that she had done her best, and she could leave without any burden. She no longer owes Pei Shu any favors, and has worked hard for his life.
One road is calm, free and bright, and the other road is burdened and dark forever.
Really no need to think.
She stood up slowly, and behind her, a sneering smile appeared on the lips of the brocade-clothed man.
Everyone in the world is like this. All sacrifices are based on the premise of considering their own interests first.
Meng Potian walked to the door. The Jinyi man smiled even wider.
Meng Potian suddenly slammed the door shut.
"Bang." A door panel almost broke the noses of the man in brocade clothes and the guards...
The man in brocade took a step back, touched his nose, and stared at the door panel, a little surprised.
Chinese couldn't help but said, "Hey, what do you mean?"
The door was pulled open again, revealing Meng Potian's fierce face, "Warm water! Clean white cloth! The best medicine for golden sores, hurry up!"
With a slam on the door, Zhongwen's nose was broken again. Zhongwen wiped his nosebleed and said bitterly, "Who are you? Why should I listen to you..."
The man in brocade clothes waved his hand, and he immediately shut up.
"Give her whatever she wants." With an inexplicable smile, the man in brocade floated back to his room, sat on the couch without eating melon seeds, stroked his knees, thought for a while, laughed for a while, laughed for a while, sigh.
He found it very interesting.
After a while he said to the back: "How do you feel? Are you moved?"
Pei Shu's snort behind him was muffled.
"I can't see that you are quite popular with women, do you feel distressed?"
Pei Shu walked out from behind the screen, tall and straight, dressed in black and neat, but frowning, he said, "I'm going to see her."
"If you go to see her, I'll kill her."
Pei Shu glared at him.
"Don't, why are you so spoiled?" The man in Jinyi said softly, "Seeing someone bravely sacrifice for you, willing to suffer for you, and dedicate everything for you, this kind of opportunity is rare. Don't destroy it, seize the time to be moved first. No matter how dark life is in the future, you will be warm when you think of this period. Really, you will thank me."
"I think all the women in the world have hatred against you." Pei Shu pointed at his nose, "Jing Hengbo is sad, Meng Potian is sad. What happened to them? Have you been raped and killed by women in your previous life or this life?"
The man in brocade, who had been laughing casually and eating melon seeds, suddenly made a "crack" sound, as if he had crushed the melon seeds.
The voice was very low, but it was not quite right to appear in his place. When Pei Shu stopped moving, the atmosphere in the room froze instantly.
But it was only for a moment, and then the man in brocade clothes laughed again.
"I don't think your injury is healed. You talk too much, you should go to sleep." Without any explanation, with a wave of his sleeves, an iron fence came down with a bang, blocking Pei Shusheng inside.
Pei Shu didn't try to shake the fence, he had failed many times.
He just turned his eyes to the dark, damp and cold hut, and after a while, he lowered his head and rumpled his hair.
…
On the long loess road, there is a long motorcade, and each ox cart is deeply imprinted, obviously full of things inside.
These convoys did not pass through any cities and towns, and took convenient paths, but they did not appear to be sneaky. When encountering inspections by government patrols, they could produce the highest level of customs clearance orders.
The convoy passed a swamp with vast reeds spreading out from the swamp.
The person in the front suddenly felt his eyes light up, and subconsciously raised his head to cover his eyes to look at the sky, but saw a bright white light in the palm of his outstretched hand.
Knife reflection!
The experienced leader immediately shouted "There is an enemy! Prepare for battle!"
However, it was already a step too late, a few pieces of rubble and bones rolled out, blocking the wheels, and dozens of black shadows rushed out from the reeds, slashing with swords and swords.
After a while, there were corpses all over the place, and people in black gathered together, stripped off the clothes of the deceased and various tokens and documents, occupied the driving position of the deceased, and eagerly opened the carriage, which was full of bags of grain.
These people tore open the bag, took out the dry food and devoured it hungrily, wiped their mouths and said with a smile: "Mother, it's a good job, you can kill people, and you can eat enough!"
Someone smiled wryly and said, "When did our Kanglong army fall to such a point? The majestic imperial army, looking for food everywhere like hungry dogs, finally came out to **** the dry food of the bandits all the way?"
"If you made a mistake, you deserve to be punished." Someone answered in a drawn voice.
"Okay. Say a few more words." A man who looked like a leader stopped him in a deep voice.
Everyone returned to silence and drove the convoy all the way north.
The leader frowned, slightly uneasy in his heart.
This is naturally the team that the Kanglong army came out to grab food. Of course Cheng Gumo would not tell the soldiers that what they robbed was the grain truck of his colleagues. He only said that we were out of food, and there were bandits along the way to grab the food and head north along the way to perform a military mission.
Although the soldiers were puzzled, they didn't say anything. People who have been hungry can talk about anything as long as they have food.
This leader knew something about the inside story, he knew he was going to the tortoiseshell, and when he thought of the general avenging his private revenge, causing the Kanglong army to blatantly reckless, leaving the battlefield, and going north to fight the queen, he felt chills and incredible.
This is rebellion!
Looking up and seeing the glare of the sun, he felt chills in his heart, but his orders were not to be violated, so he could only shout and order his subordinates to speed up.
And this kind of thing is constantly happening in Xiangguo, in the Ministry of Gold, and on various trails around the tortoise shell...
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Jing Hengbo has recently moved out of the inn and moved into a manor, which was originally the private property of the head of Lingxiao Gate. The manor is not small, it can be regarded as a small palace.
As for the Shangyuan Palace under construction, it cannot be completed overnight, and with the power of the three counties alone, it is impossible to complete such a large palace. It was completely impossible for Jing Hengbo to draw such a large land in the first place. A kind of psychological offensive, her main target is naturally the ready-made Shangyuan Palace.
After learning that Pei Shu was fine, she naturally tried to find a way to get Pei Shu out, but at this moment she received a letter from Pei Shu, saying that he was fine with Jin Yiren, but he couldn't come back for the time being, so she didn't have to worry about it.
Jing Hengbo understood that Pei Shu had suffered such a big loss and must find ways to get back, so he was up to it.
Pei Shu used a flying pigeon to pass the letter to her, and there was a letter on the flying pigeon, asking the man in brocade clothes and her for the strange umbrella.
The two of them had agreed that day that after the three questions were over, they would exchange the thousand-gold umbrella, but afterward, the man in Jin Yi walked away in a panic, so he didn't care about it.
Jing Hengbo wrote back and said: "If you want it, take all your treasures and go out of the city to get them."
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"Want to give me a catch?" Jin Yiren read the letter, curled his lips, his eyes fluttered, and said, "Bring me my coffin for the couple who loves each other."
The burden that had tormented Pei Shu and Meng Potian to death was brought up.
The man in Jinyi didn't reassemble it, he just knocked on those parts for a while, then called the Chinese and said, "Give this to Jing Hengbo, and tell her, do you want to pull it down if you love it?" He also asked a few words in Chinese , wrote a few words to Chinese, "If she messes around, show her this."
Chinese thinks this is a very difficult task, because Her Majesty the Queen seems to be as difficult as her own master, and she can be dismissed with only a double coffin? However, they never had the habit of questioning their master, so they rushed out of the city with their things on their backs.
Jing Hengbo and Jinyi Ren met in the Xianqiao Valley of Xianqiao Mountain. There are many mountains in the tortoise shell, and the county is mostly named after the iconic mountains. As the name suggests, Xianqiao mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist like fairy air, and the mountain is as flat as a bridge. The sunken part is just a flat valley.
The appointed time was the morning when the weather was fine, and Jing Hengbo was waiting alone in the valley. Of course, the surrounding mountains were already full of people who wanted to admire the virtues of the Jinyi man.
Yingbai was very curious about how the man in Jinyi managed to capture Pei Shu; Qikill said that this person could make Jing Hengbo and others extremely embarrassed, it was entirely because Jing Hengbo and the others were too weak, and when the grandpas came out, they would naturally beat him to death Tianqi was very curious about the appearance of the man in Jinyi. He heard Zirui said that this person had a very good appearance, not inferior to the two great masters, so he really wanted to take a look with his own eyes.
As a result, they waited from morning to noon, and then from noon to afternoon, until Jing Hengbo was restless, Yingbai was drunk, Tianqi was asleep, and the Seven Killers fought each other, but they didn't know which mountain they hit. Only then did a figure carrying a huge burden appear at the other end of the valley.
Jing Hengbo saw that the person who came was actually in Chinese, he was immediately discouraged, and made a gesture to make everyone retreat quickly. If they don't come with a guard, if they surround them with all their strength, they will be laughed to death by the people in brocade clothes.
Before Chinese could say anything to her, she said with a stern face: "What does your master mean? You won't come by yourself? Is this an attitude of negotiation?" After thinking about it and looking at the sky, she suddenly said, "Oh, it's windy today , Is he afraid that the wig will be blown off by the wind? It doesn't matter, we are with each other, we have seen him with bare thighs, do you still care about a bald head?"
Chinese can only smile wryly and dare not answer. He thinks that Her Majesty the Queen is on the same level as his master and King Wenmo. Don't argue with them.
However, he also felt that if the master didn't come in person, it must not be because he was afraid of someone. Maybe it was really the queen who said it...
"My master asked me to bring this to the queen." He said politely, "Master said, the queen will be satisfied with this thing."
"What?" Jing Hengbo's eyes were burning.
"It's the human coffin that trapped Young Marshal Pei last time."
"Aha, what do I want this for?" Jing Hengbo snorted, "I'm not as perverted as your master."
In Chinese, you don’t want to be too polite, but you are almost the same, and said honestly: "My master said that this coffin has all kinds of wonderful functions, and it can change a hundred and eight styles. You can practice martial arts, you can practice dancing, and you can also exercise your body's flexibility. The body makes various difficult postures, which are used to save life at critical moments. There are three layers of design inside the coffin, which can be used as a boat and can be used for sleeping.
Jing Hengbo has the illusion of watching TV commercials in the modern world...
"No, no, these functions are boring." She still shook her head like a rattle.
Bargaining is like this, even if you are tempted, you have to act as if you will never accept it.
"My master also said..." Chinese took a step forward unhurriedly, a look of shyness or obscenity suddenly appeared on his solemn and honest face, "This thing was actually made in the first place to add to the fun of the boudoir. It is only on this that it can truly display its unique and magical effect. In the future, when the queen gets married, she will know the benefits of this thing..."
"Ah?" Jing Hengbo blinked, "Sex toys?"
Thinking of Her Majesty in Chinese is really bold, and the words are really precise, as precise as our Wenmowang. Could it be that they come from the same place? It's too weird to resemble.
"Of course." He said shyly.
Jing Hengbo let out a "ahhh" and said angrily, "What do you mean? What do you mean? Does my sister look like someone who needs **** toys to have fun? Or are you cursing my sister's future husband who needs **** toys to play tricks? "
"Of course not, the queen is fierce and fierce, and the future husband will have many tricks..." Chinese forehead was sweating, and the adjectives were all messy.
Jing Hengbo didn't want to change the same thing for the same thing. The key point was that she refused to change the Qianjin Umbrella. She invited Jin Yiren to ask where the umbrella's motor power came from. This is obviously something beyond this era.
Seeing that she didn't see a rabbit or a hawk, Chinese had no choice but to take out her trump card and handed over the letter.
Jing Hengbo looked at it, and there were only a few words on the letter, "If you want to know the secret of the thousand gold umbrella, you can change it. Otherwise, you can kill this idiot, I don't raise trash."
There was still a line of writing on the back. Jing Hengbo turned it over to look at it, his eyes flashed, and he cursed: "The writing is beautiful, but the heart is ugly." He crumpled the paper up and threw it away, and stretched out his hand, "Here."
Overjoyed in Chinese—Sure enough, the master is very powerful, and he can deal with the difficult queen in a few words.
He didn't know that his master had sold his life just now...
That guy who is well versed in human nature saw that Jing Hengbo was kind in his bones, and he didn't want to cause death because of her, so he shamelessly threatened the life of his own guard.
Jing Hengbo threw the thousand-gold umbrella over, and asked impatiently, "Tell me, who is the real owner of the thousand-gold umbrella? Where is it?"
"Very good, continue." Jing Hengbo's eyes lit up.
"That woman is in the East Hall."
As Jing Hengbo guessed, she was even more excited and urged, "Yes, yes, continue."
"He knows."
"Nonsense, continue."
"But left again."
"keep going?"
"It's not clear where it is now," Chinese shrugged, "but my master can provide a clue."
"Say it."
"It seems that she was taken away by a female general of the Southern Qi Dynasty." Wen Zhong said, "This woman is cruel, vicious and vicious, so Ji took her away, and her whereabouts are unknown now."
When Zhong Wen thought about his master taking care of these few words, the seemingly kind but sinister expression on his face... calmly made an enemy for Tai Shilan, the master still seems to be brooding over that incident...
"Female general of the Southern Qi Dynasty?" Jing Hengbo was busy fighting for his life and grabbing territory all day long, and the Great Wilderness was extremely closed, and his own affairs were still troublesome, so he really knew nothing about the movements of other countries.
But since she is a female general, she must be a fierce and formidable character.
"Who is this female general?"
When mentioning female generals, Jing Hengbo somehow thought of Tai Shilan, and felt that this was a very suitable occupation for her. I remember asking someone before what you want to do if you time travel, Jun Ke said that he wanted to be a doctor. Cake said she wanted to be a master chef, but Tai Shilan didn't bother to talk to her, so he said two words when he was in a hurry: fight.
However, the answer in Chinese immediately shattered her fantasy, "Master said that he can give you a clue. This woman will have a son and a daughter."
Jing Hengbo chuckled, thinking that she was an old woman. This clue is quite clear, and you will know it after a little inquiring.
As for whether this female general with one son and one daughter has anything to do with Tai Shilan? Does Jing Hengbo think it's worth thinking about? of course not!
How long has it been? For two years, she was still struggling for the queen's way, she was thrown dizzily, and she hadn't caught a single hook yet. How could Tai Shilan, that stinky stone that grandma didn't kiss and uncle didn't love, find a man and get married again? Have a child? Do you want to be mad at Queen Jing, who is the most beautiful and romantic?
Besides, Tai Shilan definitely wants to marry her husband. In this patriarchal society, which man is willing to marry her? Hehehehe, if Tai Shilan didn't rely on her to solve her husband, she would walk with her head in the future!
Jing Hengbo snorted, thinking who is more suitable for Taishi around him? At the same time, he asked: "The one in the East Hall, who provided you with the motor?"
"Back to the queen. I don't know what a motor is." The Chinese said honestly, "And the master said. It is said that there is one answer for one thing, and he has answered you many answers kindly. If you want to know anything else, remember to exchange it with something. "
"Let him die!" Jing Hengbo threw the coffin out, "There's something wrong with him hiding in Shangyuan and never coming out! I want him to go back to Dongtang completely and I'll take his surname!"
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Wen Zhong fled in the wilderness with a thousand gold umbrella on his back. The Queen's anger broke out, so no one should disturb her.
Jing Hengbo drove away the idlers, and squatted in the valley to study the new gadgets he got back.
In fact, she is quite curious about this thing, and also feels that in terms of function, this thing is definitely more tempting to her than that umbrella.
It's a pity that Jinyi is too smart, and he made up his mind not to take advantage of her.
She stitched together the drawings. This coffin was a bit like an Egyptian mummy coffin, and even the painted pattern on it was similar to that style. This made her even more convinced that the man in Jinyi must know one of Jun Ke Wenzhen's Tai Shi Lan, this continent There is no ancient Egyptian style on the Internet.
But it is impossible to deduce who wrote it, because four people have read the third part of Legend of Gods and Ghosts.
There are many snap-in interfaces on this thing, and the movable tubes of the same texture can be snapped on. It looks like there are many limbs protruding from the coffin. The limbs can be adjusted and transferred to any position, and the back of the coffin can also be adjusted. It looks very weird. The coffin can be divided into two halves, with one person on one side. The coffin has three layers. The innermost layer is indeed made of soft glue, which can be peeled off and put on the body. The second layer and the outermost layer are hard, and there is no visible material.
Each joint has a small buckle, which was repaired after being damaged by Jing Hengbo last time. It looks more refined. Jing Hengbo tried to open and close it a few times, but there was no problem.
She is very interested in this design that can be adjusted in various angles. She thinks it can be used to practice yoga and fix the body. She also wonders whether the outer shells can also be counted as a kind of armor.
She saw that there was no one around, and everyone had been driven to other hills, so she took off her coat with great interest and tried it herself.
Not daring to try a very special pose, she casually made a shape with her limbs spread out, put her arms on first, then her legs, and took a photo in front of the river, feeling like a huge female praying mantis.
After all, in the wilderness, she didn't fasten the buckle, and tried to take it off. As soon as her right hand touched her left arm, there was a "click", and the buckle was locked.
She was startled, and hastily went to smooth the cover of her right hand, and with a click, the clasp on her right hand was automatically locked.
She hurriedly took off the things on her legs, and with a series of clicks, her legs were also locked.
Jing Hengbo didn't seem to be in a hurry, because it was her arms and legs that were stuck, but her legs were on the ground, and she was still able to move, but with some difficulty.
But the coffin carried behind her suddenly squeaked, and then her back shook, and two chains shot out with two swishing sounds, entangled a tree behind her, and crossed one at a time. She was dragged to the tree immediately, and her back Something protruded from the coffin, and it was nailed into the tree with a loud bang, trapping her immediately.
Just as Jing Hengbo was about to shout, summoning his subordinates who might be nearby to rescue her, with a snap, a crystal cover fell from the top of the coffin, covering her face.
Now the shout could not be transmitted far, Jing Hengbo's martial arts was not enough for sound transmission. I had no choice but to stare anxiously.
The twilight is all in one, and the sky is going to be dark.
Her old man was still stuck on the tree and couldn't move. The tree behind her was quite thick, and she couldn't pull it up.
That group of damned, unreliable subordinates did not know where to go.
A folk song came from the mountain road, the voice was rough and loud, and a man came down the mountain carrying a bundle of firewood.
He didn't notice Jing Hengbo, and walked straight over. Jing Hengbo hesitated for a while, but didn't shout.
But the man suddenly tripped over the chain on the ground, and when he got up, he was surprised: "Where did the chain come from..." When he looked up and saw Jing Hengbo's strange shape, he straightened his eyes, "Ghost!"
Jing Hengbo: "Hehe."
The man scrambled and ran away for a few steps, but when he found no one was chasing him, he stopped, hid behind a rock and took a closer look, and felt that Jing Hengbo didn't seem to have any deterrent effect. After a ecstasy look, I was immediately excited.
He approached slowly, stopping three times at a step, and kept confirming that Jing Hengbo had nothing to do, then stepped forward and walked around Jing Hengbo, saw her situation clearly, and laughed.
Emboldened, he lifted off Jing Hengbo's crystal mask, his eyes froze immediately, and he took a hissing breath.
Jing Hengbo frowned and turned his head, avoiding his yellow teeth and the smell of garlic on his face.
"My God..." This guy was stunned for a long time, then suddenly turned around and kowtowed to God, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, you must have heard my prayers day and night, and sent me a daughter-in-law... and a So flowery and jade-like... I will burn incense to you every day in the future!"
Jing Hengbo sniffed, what kind of drama is this? Um?
The old bachelor went to move the board on Jing Hengbo's body, but he couldn't move it. After thinking about it, he ran behind the tree, looked at it for a while, and saw the clue, and cut down the part of the tree connected to the board with a hatchet. Straight cut sweating profusely.
When he got Jing Hengbo's board off the tree, Jing Hengbo staggered and almost fell to the ground, it was so heavy.
The old bachelor didn't know where the strength came from, so he dragged Jing Hengbo towards the village. The valley was not far from the main road, and there was a small village of about ten families beside the road.
Someone saw it on the road, and it was so dark that they couldn't see clearly. They greeted and asked, "Da Ya, what are you dragging? A coffin board?"
"Yes." The bachelor replied happily, "Pick it up and burn it at home!" Hehe let out a low laugh, "It just happened to burn my old firewood, hehehe..."
The person who said hello didn't hear the last sentence, and when he passed by, he sneered and muttered: "You are so poor, you dare to pick up coffin boards and burn them, and you are not afraid of causing bad luck..."
The man muttered, and when he raised his head, he suddenly felt a white shadow flashing in the distance. He rubbed his eyes and looked again, but the white shadow was gone. He shivered with excitement, thinking that the coffin was indeed unlucky, and he must have seen a ghost...
Da Ya returned home triumphantly. It was two thatched cottages with low courtyard walls. He couldn't care less about lighting the lamps, or even dragging Jing Hengbo to the bed—actually, he couldn't drag Jing Hengbo onto the bed either. Before he could stand still, he opened his arms and threw himself at Jing Hengbo with a lewd smile, "Little lady...you and I are a match made in heaven...I'll come too..."
Jing Hengbo struggled to pass, and raised his hand to pat down. Her hands and legs were covered by the shell, and her joints were movable, but it didn't hinder her movement. Even if the board behind her was connected to half a tree, the weight It was really heavy, affecting her actions.
That Daya Mountain was used to walking, and was very nimble, and in a blink of an eye, he turned to Jing Hengbo's back, grinned and showed his big teeth, raised his hand and pushed, and said, "Little lady is not good, don't blame your husband for not being sympathetic. "
Jing Hengbo hadn't fully grasped his balance yet, so he fell down immediately after being pushed, unable to move his limbs for a moment, and paddled like a turtle drowning in water.
That big tooth was giggling, and it took a lot of effort to turn her over. Jing Hengbo wanted to get up, but that big tooth stepped on the backboard, and the backboard tilted, and she couldn't move immediately.
Da Ya saw that this trick was really useful, and was very excited. He stepped there, stood between Jing Hengbo's legs, first made an unbearable movement, then slowly bent down, rubbed his hands, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Little lady, this posture is so ecstatic. I don't know which old man likes this wild taste. I didn't enjoy it. It's too cheap for me... yo, this skin, this chest... how did my brother warm you up..." With both hands Then he grabbed Jing Hengbo's chest.
His face was bent down, he was intoxicated with joy, when he suddenly met Jing Hengbo's eyes.
Slightly cold, disgusted, half a smile that was not a smile, through his face, it seemed to fall elsewhere.
He was startled, a little frightened, but when he saw that Jing Hengbo was still, he became courageous again. Seeing the strange and seductive posture of the woman in the darkness, a skin like moonlight was exposed between the torn clothes, and her complexion was radiant and incomparable For a moment, I just felt that all the good luck in the world belonged to me...
His fingers were only half an inch away from Jing Hengbo's body.
Suddenly, there was a slight sound of "咻". The sound was as soft as a needle falling to the ground.
He felt as if a needle had been inserted into his body suddenly, it was cold and painful, and it hurt all the way to the bottom of his heart.
The blood all over his body seemed to freeze into ice in an instant, and he fell down without saying a word. He was facing Jing Hengbo, but somehow he didn't fall on her body, and fell heavily to the side, his whole body seemed to be frozen. Ice, with a crackling sound.
The house was quiet and dark, with the wind blowing outside the window, Jing Hengbo suddenly yelled out in pain.
The wind outside the window immediately blew in, and a white shadow flew in, pounced on Jing Hengbo, and bent over to check her situation.
Jing Hengbo's body suddenly made crackling sounds, as dense as popping beans.
The white shadow paused, as if he had realized something, and was about to retreat in a flash.
Jing Hengbo jumped up suddenly, throwing him down like a tiger rushing at a sheep.
She was still carrying half a pair of boards, her body was heavy, and there was a bang when she pressed it.
Bai Ying pushed her, she rolled to the corner of the wall, raised her hand and threw half a coffin board, two legs were still attached to the board, the clasps on the legs fell off somehow, and clicked. caught his ankle.
He jumped up to get up, and there was a clatter of chains.
He paused.
In the corner of the room, Jing Hengbo raised his hand, holding a piece of chain, the end of which was connected to the buckle that tied his ankle.
She smiled like a fox that has finally caught a flying dragon.
His eyes seemed surprised and helpless, and he didn't care about the chain in her hand, and he still jumped towards the window, but she tied the chain in her hand to a pillar in the house, and a hungry tiger rushed over, hugged his legs, and grabbed him. Press firmly to the ground. Raising his hand, he groped for his face, snorted, and tore off a mask.
Under the moonlight, when he turned his head back, she saw a strange face, but she was not moved. She threw away the mask with a sneer, and stretched out her hand to tear it behind his ear.
He raised his hand to stop him, but his ankle was locked, but his hand was still free, and when he raised it, there was a sound of wind and thunder. She refused to let her go, and moved her head towards it, sneering: "Come on, let's shoot, It kind of smashed my head off."
As soon as the hand stopped, the sound of wind and thunder stopped immediately, and Jing Hengbo tore it without hesitation.
There was another soft "chi la" sound, and a thinner and softer mask was in her hand. She chuckled, with complacency and anger in her laughter, but he had already turned his head quickly, leaving the back of his head to her.
Jing Hengbo slapped him on the back of the head, and said bitterly: "Turn back, turn back! Why don't you turn back!"
He simply lay down on the ground and remained silent.
"If you have the guts, get into the mud!" Jing Hengbo rubbed and threw away the second layer of mask, "If you're the guts, wear the third layer!"