Abandoned Woman Busy Farming

"So what if I kill you? You blended in with the barbarians and thought you could escape my eyes?" Jiang Yichun sneered, but he said this to a corpse.

He carried the body and left quickly, and quickly found a hidden place to inspect it carefully.

Originally, he should have been left alive for interrogation, but this man had martial arts skills and didn't know if he had any special contact method with Sanji. He didn't dare to alert the enemy, so he could only kill him with one blow, leaving him without the slightest resistance.

Soon he found something that looked like a whistle. He suspected that it was used by this person to communicate with Sanji. He hurriedly wrapped it in a piece of cloth and carefully put it in his arms.

In addition, this man had a faint scent of blood. He had seen it in Hong Lian before, and it was only after he was hit by the Thousand Blood Curse that he became particularly sensitive to the scent of blood.

If this person is not Sanji's confidant, he is the person under the red lotus.

He checked carefully again and found that there were no snakes planted on this man's body, and there were no special marks.

Finally, he carefully buried the person and sneaked back to the camp quietly.

In the evening, Sangji held a bonfire party in the tribe and invited Aosong and others to participate. Bai Ruozhu and Jiang Yichun were also present and observed Sangji up close.

This Sanji was the same as before. Bai Ruozhu was sure that his body could not last for a few years, but there was no sign of deterioration. Just thinking about his incident with the snake, she felt that many things nowadays could not be judged solely by medical theory. .

"Miss Aosong has come all the way. On behalf of the barbarians, I would like to propose a toast to you, and wish you find a good son-in-law soon." Sanji said, raising his glass to Aosong, and then drank it all.

His movements are not as rude as ordinary barbarians, but as elegant as the literati and celebrities of the Central Plains people, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Aosong looked at him with sparkling eyes, "Someone like the Regent is good. I don't like rough people."

The barbarians started to boo, and some even said loudly: "Sir Sanji, I'm afraid this girl has fallen in love with you."

Aosong looked shy, but his big eyes stared at Sanji lovingly, as if waiting for his answer.

A look of disgust flashed in Sanji's eyes, but he soon showed a smile, "Sanji is not talented. He can't live for a few years with this body. I don't want to delay any good girl. Miss Aosong, please don't make fun of me."

As soon as he mentioned that he would die, everyone's expressions dimmed. This Sangji's status in the hearts of the barbarians was really not low.

Bai Ruozhu lowered her head to hide the sarcasm in her eyes. If the barbarians knew that Sanji was a pervert in sheep's clothing, would they still have this expression?

Aosong looked surprised, "How could it be? You have a heart disease, right? A heart disease wouldn't lead to an early death at such a young age, right?"

The person who had accompanied Ao Song on the trip hurriedly said, "Sir, Miss Ao Song said there is a way to treat heart diseases. Her family has collected many ancient medical books."

Obviously Sangji didn't believe Aosong. He shook his head and said, "Mrs. Bai couldn't cure it at first, so don't bother Miss Aosong."

"I don't know who Mrs. Bai you are talking about is, but even if I can't cure you, I can still let you live another ten or eight years." Aosong made an arrogant look, and was a little embarrassed because Sanji disagreed. Displeased.

Many people nearby said, "Sir, let Miss Aosong take a look at it for you!"

Sang Rong, who had been silent all this time, also spoke up: "Sangji, look at it, it's nothing, it's just Miss Aosong who's working hard."

Aosong smiled sweetly, with a hint of shyness, as if a young girl was getting close to her sweetheart, both excited and shy.

Bai Ruozhu snickered in her heart, she discovered that this girl Aosong is also a good actor.

"Okay, I'll leave it to Miss Aosong." Sangji bowed his hands in a very graceful manner.

Aosong walked over step by step and stretched out her delicate hand to feel Sanji's pulse. She didn't put a handkerchief or anything on it, which made Sanji's expression a little unnatural.

"The problem with the heart pulse was carried in the mother's womb. It is a congenital heart disease that is really difficult to cure." Aosong said while taking the pulse.

Many people looked disappointed, and Bai Ruozhu looked helpless. Is the former king not so popular?

There is no shortage of Sangji's pretense here, and because he is a weakling, people tend to sympathize with the weak, especially those who think they will not live for a few years.

Aosong lowered his head slightly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "But I have a precious elixir at home, which can repair the heart veins. It was left by my great-grandfather, but it's not easy to get it out."

Upon hearing this, priest Sang Rong said excitedly: "Please help Miss Aosong, we barbarians are willing to exchange for something of equal value."

Aosong laughed, "There is no need to exchange. I will ask for it when I get home and give it to Sanji."

After she finished speaking, she smiled even more shyly, and her cheeks turned red.

Sang Rong reacted, stroking his beard and laughing.

"W-how is this good?" Sanji said awkwardly.

Aosong's eyes flashed, and a dark light shot into Sanji's wrist.

Bai Ruozhu saw clearly not far away, and couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that neither Sanji nor Sang Rong noticed.

But the next second, Sanji's face changed drastically, and he hid behind him tremblingly, "What did you do to me?"

Sang Rong was shocked and suddenly pointed the priest's staff at Aosong. Aosong's expression also changed. She had been extra careful. How did Sanji find out?

"Hurry and catch her, she used magic on me!" Sanji shouted, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, the scene was in chaos. Sanji's guards attacked Aosong, and Aosong's maids also hurriedly protected her.

Bai Ruozhu and Jiang Yichun glanced at each other and rushed over.

"Bold witch, who are you?" Sang Rong recited a spell, and a binding spell fell on Aosong.

Aosong's feet moved as if he were stepping on a lotus. His movements were gentle and graceful. He looked extremely relaxed and did not feel too much pressure.

She escaped the restraints of the barbarian priests so easily. Sang Rong's expression changed drastically. This time he was serious about attacking Aosong.

"Stupid! What kind of barbarian priest can't you see that your regent is evil? He raised corpses and made half-snake monsters. There are many missing women in your tribe recently, right?" Aosong sneered, "Those The woman's flesh and blood has been fed to monsters by him, and you still treat him as a king. Are your heads filled with water?"

"That's nonsense. If Master Sanji has a problem, how could I not see it?" Sang Rong's beard trembled with anger, "Could it be that you want to say that I was bribed by him and collaborated with him to harm others? You, an outsider, Is the witch trying to take advantage of this opportunity to cause cholera to us barbarians?”

When Bai Ruozhu saw someone's expression change when they heard "the woman is missing", she knew that the barbarians also had some suspicions, but how could Sang Rong believe in Sang Ji so much?

Could he really be from Sanchi?

Just as she was staring at Sang Rong and thinking, Sang Rong suddenly saw her and showed a look of disbelief...