Empress, your husband is invincible

"Forget it, let him lead someone to wake Feng Yuwei up with cold water, the time is running out, and we will deal with them later..."

A familiar weak voice sounded behind Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng turned his head, just in time to see Zhuang Shuanglin who was staggering out holding the door.

Zhuang Shuanglin's complexion was slightly pale, and his footsteps were flimsy. It was obvious that he hadn't shaken off the poisonous influence of Xiao Qi.

Ye Sheng let go of Liu Zhuang, and quickly walked towards her.

"Sir, I didn't listen to you, and I almost made a big mistake."

Holding Ye Cheng's arm, Zhuang Shuanglin couldn't hide the shame in his eyes.

"Leaving aside those things, I have already controlled Song Neng and the three clans who colluded with Spider Hook.

You wait to see how much Feng Yuwei can use, and control these people first.The man of the spider hook, leave it to me. "

Ye Cheng was silent for a while, looked up at Zhuang Shuanglin's eyes and said seriously.

Just kidding, the matter of the spider hook stealing the grain seeds is Da Ling's big deal after all.

In terms of emotion and reason, Ye Cheng really had no reason to stand by and watch.

Zhuang Shuanglin nodded, and ordered a few servants of the Song family who were still active to wake up all the Fengyu guards under him.

"Commander..."

After everyone in Feng Yuwei woke up, they all looked ashamed.

But Zhuang Shuanglin himself might as well have been tricked, so how could he criticize them?
Most of the Phoenix Feather Guards, apart from being physically stronger, have not stepped into the standard martial arts level at all.

Therefore, Zhongxiao Qisan has much less poison than Zhuang Shuanglin.Most people, except those who are weaker, can move freely.

Ye Cheng just gave a few simple instructions, and the resentful Phoenix Feather Guards tied up all the servants and guards in the Song Mansion and assembled them together.

"Doesn't Song Neng have any family members?"

Seeing Feng Yuwei busy, Ye Cheng suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at Zhuang Shuanglin who was leaning on the chair.

Hearing Ye Cheng's question, Zhuang Shuanglin couldn't help being taken aback.

"My lord, I... that guy Song Neng sent his family to the countryside in advance."

The servant who "released the water" that Ye Cheng had photographed before happened to hear the conversation between the two, so he boldly interjected.

Taking a careful look at Ye Cheng, seeing that Ye Cheng didn't respond extra, the servant couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said:

"If the grown-ups want to take someone, the villain can lead the way at any time! I just hope the grown-ups can spare the little one's life!"

This guy, I really didn't realize that he actually has the attribute of begging for glory...

With a slander, Ye Cheng suddenly looked up at the sky.

Looking down at the water drops on the ground, Ye Cheng stretched out his arms towards the outside of the corridor.

The cold raindrops hit Ye Cheng's palm, and he couldn't help frowning.

It actually rained...

"Take them all to the side room where those people are locked up, and then free up some people to stare at the wall."

After pondering for a moment, Zhuang Shuanglin gave instructions to the Feng Yuwei guards who were guarding the servants in the courtyard.

Before Zhuang Shuanglin finished speaking, Ye Cheng suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the gate.

"Looks like I'm late?"

Still wearing the tattered sackcloth he first saw at night, the beggar leaned against the gate, staring at Ye Cheng intently.

Thanks to the beggar's reminder tonight, Ye Cheng broke through the conspiracy of the three major families.

Therefore, he had a good impression of the beggar.

But at such a sensitive moment, the beggar suddenly appeared, and if he appeared so ambiguously, Ye Cheng still couldn't help frowning.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't have a good impression of that fat man."

The beggar walked into the mansion slowly, and walked straight to Ye Cheng.

"You gave me two pies, and I only paid back one favor. Now, I'll pay you another favor, do you want it?"

Zhuang Shuanglin subconsciously glanced at Ye Cheng.

The rain curtain that was getting bigger and bigger hit the beggar's body, and the raindrops splashed everywhere, making his figure extraordinarily tall and straight.

This beggar seems quite interesting?
Ye Cheng looked at him, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and he said in a long voice:

"tell me the story."

"Here, the person you are waiting for has arrived."

The beggar pointed to a humanoid shadow at the gate.

The light was dim, and one could vaguely see that the man's hairstyle was different from that of Da Ling's, and he was lying on the threshold, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Zhuang Shuanglin's eyes lit up instantly.

According to the shadow guard, each of the 13 people in the spider hook has extraordinary skills, but this beggar can actually catch one of them?
Doesn't this mean that the strength of this beggar is comparable to his own?

"Don't get too excited, I've got this one—probably their scout."

Sensing Zhuang Shuanglin's agitation, the beggar who walked into the corridor shook off the rainwater from her body, and directly extinguished the flame in her heart.

"Thank you, too."

Smiling and looking at the stunned Zhuang Shuanglin, Ye Cheng took the coir raincoat from a Phoenix Feather Guard and handed it to the beggar.

"Otherwise, I'll have to deal with thirteen tonight."

The beggar did not refuse this time, took the coir raincoat directly, took a good look at Ye Cheng, shook his head and said:

"In the past, I also liked to wear white clothes. But wearing white clothes makes it easy to get dirty when killing people."

"So, isn't it the right time to kill people in this rainy day?"

Ye Cheng smiled indifferently.

The beggar put on his coir raincoat, raised his hand and pointed at Ye Cheng:
"You are angry with me. Tonight, I will help you kill six."

"If this is the case, then I will hand over your brother."

Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows, and said without waiting for the beggar to refute.

Zhuang Shuanglin's expression changed, he looked at him and then at the beggar, his lips moved for a moment, and finally he chose to remain silent.

……

At the same time, there is a forest several kilometers away from Fengjian Pass.

More than a dozen people with strange hairstyles and strange weapons such as machetes on their waists were wearing coir raincoats, sitting on horses, and looking at Fengjian Pass together.

"Mo Yuxie, why hasn't there been any news about Mo Yuhu for so long?"

A man wearing a bamboo hat with half a piece missing suddenly made a sound, and looked up at the thin man in front.

His tone of voice was strange, and he was obviously an alien.

"You ask me, how do I know?"

Mo Yuxie stared at the low wall with her slender eyes, and the weird uneasiness in her heart was like cold raindrops falling on her body, which made people upset.

"In my opinion, those people from the Central Plains are unreliable. I'm afraid they have already betrayed us to those shadows!"

The man on the left side of Mo Yuxie who was like an iron tower suddenly let out a sigh.

"That's right, leader, how about we just pass through those levels before, don't care what he has or not! Just kill this level!"

A feminine voice was full of excitement that could not be concealed.

"Boss, even if those Central Plains people are unreliable, this pass city can only hide a hundred or so people at most.

According to our ability, horizontal flow is enough! "

The thin man next to the half-piece bamboo hat suddenly interrupted.

"Wait another half an hour. If Mo Yuhu hasn't come back yet, we'll go straight in. The rain in the Central Plains is really uncomfortable."

Mo Yuxie wiped the rainwater off his face with his hand, and stared gloomyly at Guancheng not far away.