Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Slag Abuse Project

Chapter 58 Disaster for the country and the demon concubine 7
Qingyun instantly became vigilant.

This inn seems unusual, could it be...

Qingyun stepped forward quickly, poked the little brother on the back, and whispered: "Hey, we seem to have entered a black shop."

The little brother paused, then ignored her and continued walking inside.

Qingyun: ...

The little brother led her directly through the lobby, and the shopkeeper and the waiter next to her didn't intend to come up to say hello.

It was only then that Qingyun realized that this Yunlai Inn was probably a small stronghold of Meng Shaozhou.

And the people in the inn are all from Meng Shaozhou, but what are they all looking at her for?
Are you overwhelmed by her alluring appearance?

Oh, my damned beauty!
26: Vomit!

Qingyun brushed her messy hair, it was so dry, it felt like straw.

Forget it, she might be thinking too much...

The driving brother led her up to the second floor without saying a word, turned right and entered a guest room, lifted the quilt on the couch, grabbed the edge of the couch and pulled it off forcefully, the couch board flipped open, revealing a secret passage underneath.

...Qing Yun felt that this secret way was definitely prepared for Lian Jiazi, even if ordinary people knew about it, they would not be able to uncover the bed.

The driving brother stood by the side of the secret passage and looked at her with a paralyzed face, Qingyun obediently got into the secret passage, and then the driving brother also came in, stretched out his hand and pushed hard to close the secret passage.

The steps of the secret path stretched all the way down, without a little light, and it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

As soon as Qingyun took a step, she stepped on the ground and almost fell, but thanks to the little brother who pulled her from behind, she was able to stand still.

She coughed in embarrassment, and asked, "Is there any newsletter?"

"No." The younger brother replied concisely.

"Then how did you get down the stairs?"

As a person from the modern world, Qing Yun, who has also worn two modern worlds, sent out a soul torture.

"Trained." The younger brother replied.

Training to walk in the dark?

It's so fresh, why don't you just train as a guide dog?

"Go!" The little brother gave her a slight push.

Qingyun couldn't stand still, and rolled down.

Qingyun: My mother...

I don't know how long the steps are, anyway, Qingyun kept rolling and rolling, and finally successfully knocked his head to the ground, ending the fate of rolling, and the bump made his eyes stare.

Qingyun lay upright in the dark, secret passageway, full of resentment in his heart.

As long as she has a little martial arts, she won't fall like this. The bones in her whole body seem to be falling apart, and the pain is so painful.

She swears that she must learn martial arts next time, even if she only knows light work like Xiaolongfly, she will be better than she is now.

Qingyun was lying in the secret passage and couldn't get up. The little brother had already walked down the steps and came to her, and said without any waves or guilt: "Get up, keep going."

Qingyun: ...?
"Can't get up, my leg is broken." Qingyun lay dead in the secret passage without moving.

When the young man heard this, he immediately squatted down and began to examine her leg bones.

However, the goose is dark and dark, after all, the little brother didn't really have a pair of night vision eyes, so the moment he stretched out his hand, he touched...

Qing Yun's eyes widened for a moment, and she opened his hand. If she didn't see where the man was, she would have wanted to vomit on him.

In the end she stood up, expressionless, like an emotionless killer, stumbling along the secret passage, followed by the face-paralyzed brother.

After stumbling and walking for a while, I finally saw a light ahead, and continued to move forward for a while, a room appeared at the end of the secret road, and a man in black stood at the door of each room, and he did not look sideways when he saw Qingyun coming.

After entering the secret room, one can see that the four walls are inlaid with huge night pearls, the lights in the room are brightly lit, and the luxury of the surrounding furnishings is comparable to that of the imperial palace.

Qingyun was dumbfounded, this is not just a stronghold, it is clearly the stronghold of Meng Shaozhou, that beast.

"Thirteen asked to see the master, Wang Qingyun brought him safely, fortunately he did not disgrace his life." The driver brother bent one knee and half knelt on the ground as soon as he entered the room.

At this time, there was no one else in the house, and Qingyun guessed that there should be other secret rooms connected to this house, which could completely monitor the situation inside the house.

"Thirteen, you did a good job, go down." A wall in the room suddenly turned away, and a dazzling red light came out from inside.

The driving brother had to turn around and retreat, only Qingyun and Meng Shaozhou were left in the room.

Meng Shao and Zhou Shi ran across Qingyun and leaned on the soft couch, a pair of black pupils fell on her body.

With a half-smile, she said: "The imperial concubine is always so different, every time she looks unique, what's the reason for the scar on her face today?"

Nima, do you have no points in your heart when you make a secret?
Qingyun cursed in his heart, but with a shy smile on his face he replied: "Why does Prince Meng pay so much attention to me... Is it possible that my face is also confused by my beauty?"

"Oh, the imperial concubine is indeed gorgeous, but the crown prince has never been interested in remnants of flowers and willows." Meng Shaozhou withdrew his gaze from Qing Yun and said sneeringly.

... Poison tongue dog, not long to live!

Qing Yun cursed silently in her heart, but she didn't care about her appearance on the surface, and said directly: "Prince, why don't we make a deal?"

"Oh? Let's hear it." Meng Shaozhou glanced at her casually.

"I will help you ascend to the throne of Beimeng, and you only need to give me an identity, the identity of entering the Dongli Palace." Qingyun took a step forward and lowered his voice.

"Really? I don't think you have this ability." Meng Shaozhou sneered with deep contempt.

"Uh……"

Qingyun was embarrassed, well, the original owner really didn't have this ability, otherwise he wouldn't have come to this point, Meng Shaozhou didn't believe it was normal.

But how could Qingyun give up on this? She continued to say: "I know it's hard for you to believe me. At the beginning, I didn't know people clearly, but now I just want to pull that person from the throne. Give me a chance, and I will To prove my ability, I can't just rely on force to get the throne, I need here!"

Qingyun pointed to his own head, confidently speaking.

"No, no, no, I spare the life of the imperial concubine, just to know what you know, why don't you tell me what you mean by what you said before?" Meng Shaozhou's thin lips slightly raised, his eyes flashed with evil charm .

"Does the crown prince want to hear about Beimeng Dongli's Mixin? Don't worry, how can the emperor of Beimeng speak more clearly after listening to me?" Qingyun laughed.

Meng Shaozhou pondered for a moment, and temporarily agreed to Qingyun's request: "Then you can go to Beimeng with me, I hope you won't let me down."

After saying this, he straightened his unwrinkled red four-claw python robe and got up to leave.

There was also a sentence behind him, "Return the things of the imperial concubine to her."

Afterwards, a man in black appeared and handed back "Medical and Poison Shuangjue" to Qingyun.

Qingyun looked at the yellowed book, and the corners of his eyes twitched, feeling that Meng Shaozhou was making fun of her.

The following days were a boring life in a carriage. Meng Shaozhou probably disliked her taking the carriage too slowly, so he took his people and left first, leaving Shisan behind to drive her around on the road.

Thirteen is a conscientious secret guard, he never talks much and never laughs, so Qingyun can only watch "Medical and Poisonous Shuangjue" to pass the time.

　I'm debating whether to write about Qingyun's strategy in Beimeng (﹡o﹡)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)