The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 389 Chapter 389: Dongqing Moves (twenty-one)

They did not relax their vigilance, a dozen individuals continued to point them with long and guns, and sent two others to hold the torch to check.

A torch shot, and sure enough, dozens of carts hidden in the dark were seen, with medicinal materials and grain on it.

"It's a non-toxic black-snake snake. It won't kill you with a bite."

The other person held the torch and came forward. By the light of the fire, the big guy found that the snake was still biting the pale servant.

The man carefully identified and knew that it was a non-toxic snake, which was very common in the wild. He raised it and rolled it down, rolled it into a ball in his hand, and threw a strong right arm, and the snake was caught. Throw it all the way, and after a while there was a shaking of vegetation.

The servant listened, and his body did not tremble. Looking down at the wound on his wrist, the blood was red and there was no sign of poisoning.

"But go back and rinse with clean water and apply some swelling medicine, so that the wound will be faster."

The movement here also alarmed the people in front of the team, so the team stopped.

At the front of the team, the scribe-dressed man's eyes were gloomy, like a thick ink that couldn't be changed. "What happened?"

"A suspicious person was found who claimed to be helping the people in Shanghai to transport food and medicine."

The man heard the words and raised his eyebrows lightly, "Oh? Take me to see. If it's really for the benefit of the people, why cover up?"

"Sir, Meng will go with you." There was another strong man with a thick beard next to the man, a muscle that seemed to explode the tan brown brace on his body, and the muscles were one by one. How explosive.

Huang Qin brought a thousand forbidden guards and five hundred stone grains to enter from another collapsed east gate in Shangjing.

The embargo lifted hundreds of torches and looked at it from a distance like a ball of fire floating slowly in the air.

Huang Qinban squinted his eyes, seeing the surroundings through the fire, and couldn't help but be sighed—natural disasters cannot be resisted by manpower.

The capital city, which was still bustling in the past two days, has now turned into a ruin, and the night wind is carrying a stench that cannot be said.

He took the papa out of his arms disgustingly, pinched his nose on his nose, and raised his hand.

"go--"

At this time, a feeble cry for help came down from the collapsed ruins.

"Help ... help, help ..."

Such a weak voice, coupled with today's night, has a bit of smell.

The riot caused many people to show fear, Huang Qin's face remained unchanged, and he waved his hand.

"Declaration matters, don't delay."

Shangjing turned out to be a dead city. Even though Huang Qin was so familiar with the eunuchs, he couldn't help but be upset.

Jiang Yanji lives in the east of the city, and the camp is also built in the east of the city. Huang Qin and his team entered the city from the east gate. The distance between the two is not far. In addition, the candlelight in the camp is very prominent in the night. It would reduce the trouble for Huang Qin to find someone.

"Where is Ryoujiro?"

Huang Qin brought people to declare, the movement caused by the journey is not small, Feng Jin also saw from afar, and made preparations in advance.

Feng Jin said humblely, "Erlang took someone to search and rescue the people. He couldn't come back for a while and asked the angel to take a break."

Huang Qin didn't seem to squint. In fact, he had used Yu Guang to scan this temporary rough camp.

The ears were filled with painful Shen Yin. There was a little scent of medicine in the air, and it was still rich and bloody. It smelled a lot. I always felt the stomach tumbling and the throat was sour. "This is all What smell? "

As a big eunuch, Huang Qin is noble and respected, and Feng Jin, as a family, grew up in the mud?

He couldn't take it anymore, just thinking about the misery of the people in the ground, these discomforts were nothing.

Feng Jin saw his brows frown, and thought of a compromise. "The angel forgive me, the camp is rough and dirty, and there are many injuries to the people. In order to prevent the dirt on the people from colliding with the angel, Jin dare to ask the angel to wait somewhere else Jin then sent someone to call back Erlang Jun. "

He coaxed Huang Qin aside and waited, where he set up a small shed, set up a fumigator, and burned sandalwood, but diluted the odor in the air.

Huang Qin sat down on Mazar, his eyes sweeping generously.

Seeing a pile of hill-like shadows in the distance, he pointed and asked, "What's that?"

Now it is downwind, and the smell coming from there is especially stinky. If there were not two incense burners nearby, he would vomit.

Feng Jin looked down, showing a trace of bitter smile, coping with, "Hui angels, those people who were killed unfortunately in the movement of the ground. Now the weather is hot, there are many flies, and the corpses are not easy to save, but they can rot in three or five days The corpses are stinky and rotten. If they are not handled properly, they will easily lead to various diseases. So during the search and rescue, these corpses were also dug up and buried later. "

At first, Huang Qin was able to listen calmly, but with Feng Jin's remarks, the blush on his face slowly faded, turned pale, and then turned into iron blue ... He had good eyesight and could see it clearly at night. The outline of the "hill" ...

All the so-called "small hills" are piled up with corpses ...

Thinking of this, Huang Qin couldn't bear it anymore, the stomach bag rolled, a sulphuric acid thing was spit out of the mouth, and there was no digested abalone shark fin, fatty meat or something ... At one glance, a slight sneer opened at the corner of his mouth.

After waiting for a moment of incense, Huang Qin thought of the shadow of a "small hill" not far away, and he couldn't sit still any more, like a needle felt.

Fortunately, at this time, the "voice of heaven" came from far away, and the master Liu Yan arrived.

Huang Qin has met Liu Yan, who is romantic and arrogant, and if he is one or two years old, he is afraid of being a beloved girl by countless girls. Now when we meet again, Huang Qin almost suspects that he is old-fashioned. The person in front of him is actually Liu Yan?

Jiang Yanji saw the appearance of Huang Qinhuangshen, then looked down at his own image, frowning secretly in his heart.

She knew that she looked like a beggar who had not taken a bath for two or three years. Her sleeves were incomplete, her clothes were stained with blood and other dirt, she could not see the original color, her stains were mixed with sweat, and she died. Dead stuck to his face, he could hardly see his original appearance.

Not to mention Jiang Yanji's hands and blood are blurred, and her feet are tied with thick coarse cloth, which has been ground to a few fragments.

Don't talk about beggars, even if they have fled for more than a decade, they look cleaner than her.

"Erjiro Ryuji succeeded."

In view of the miserable appearance of Jiang Yanji, Huang Qin couldn't help looking away, and a sense of emotion was born in his heart for no reason. I believe that Liu Yan really has a kind heart and is only for the people, not those pretentious worms. Flowers, but motionless.

"The grassroots Liu Yan, kneeling to welcome the divine will."

Huang Qin took out a roll of delicate satin from his sleeve, slowly unfolded, and read it with a sharp voice.

Another place--

"Hey--I haven't seen you for a long time, how can Xiaoyu be so embarrassed?" The young scribe was riding on the horse, showing a little smile.

Xu Yan's eyes widened in amazement, unbelievable.

"Why are you here?"

_ (: з ”∠) _ Xiaoyu will not scatter beans and become soldiers, and the song will not fall from the sky, but ... he can't hold his god-like teammates around him.

The manuscript was stored in the previous chapter, but Shiitake had forgotten the timing. I lay up in bed this morning, and after reading the chapter, I found that I couldn't do it, climbed the computer, and forgot the timing.

(End of this chapter)