Rebirth of Lucky Wife

Perhaps because Mai Yaer's acting skills were so good, these assassins gradually relaxed their vigilance and no longer kept an eye on her.

Therefore, they only focused on escaping to the base camp and did not pay too much attention to Malt.Just look back occasionally to make sure she is still there and to ensure that the person has not run away.

As everyone knows, Malya'er has already done a lot of tricks along the way.

Before Mai Miansang was kidnapped by the assassins, he secretly grabbed a handful of powdered medicine in his purse and took advantage of the chaos to sprinkle it on the assassins.Along the way, she secretly shook the powder under her fingernails from time to time, letting the smell disperse with the wind.

This is a medicinal powder developed by Princess Fu'an and her master Feng Huayu.After nine steaming and nine drying, it is ground very finely, sprinkled into the air, and moves with the wind. It has a very light and special smell that is difficult for humans to detect when smelling it. However, animals such as cats and dogs are quite sensitive to this smell, similar to Modern catnip on steroids.

In addition, the hounds raised by Donggong and Maifu have been trained daily and are very familiar with this smell. It is quite easy to find her.

With this confidence, Mai Ya'er became completely quiet.The noble girl, who was fully frightened in the car and had never seen any danger, was so vivid and lifelike that her mother Chen Qingyun would probably be able to deceive her if she saw her.

But in fact, Fu An's heart was spinning very fast, and she was slightly excited - she wanted to see who had been pestering her for so many years!

Looking back in time, two brothers, Gangmai Xuanyu and Mai Xuanyi, saw their little sister being arrested and took them away, so they jumped directly from the corridor on the second floor!

It's just that after they landed, they hurriedly hurriedly failed to catch up with the assassin to take away their beloved sister, and they almost had the poison pill smoke spread on their faces.

After the poison powder dispersed, he had to order the servants to go back and fetch people, and then ordered a dozen Maifu guards to chase after Ya Ya.

Although Mai Ya'er was wearing a hood, she kept listening carefully to what was going on outside the car.After all, Princess Fu'an has been following Feng Huayu's family for many years. Although she is not specialized in martial arts, she is still smarter and wiser than ordinary people.

She carefully savored the bits and pieces along the way: Well, there was a crossroad full of gravel, and the surroundings were very empty; there was also the distant sound of water flowing in her ears, coming down from the top, a bit fast, it should be a small waterfall; There is a very peculiar bird song that is not commonly heard. This is worth paying attention to...

Finally, they circled around and stopped in a dense forest.The reason why we were sure it was a dense forest was because the grass under our feet was very tall.From time to time, Mai Yaer would bump into the tree trunks beside her. She estimated that most of them were thicker than her waist.

"Are you here?" Malyaer said in a rare voice, his voice timid, like a panicked little rabbit.But her heart became more and more exciting. Who is it? !

The assassins didn't speak to her, they just pushed her forward gently.Mal'er felt like she was walking into a small wooden house, and she heard the creaking sound of the old wooden door.

She walked through the cobblestone path and kicked a clay pot at the door. "Oh, it hurts," she whimpered, like a little cat whose foot was stepped on.

Not to mention that the delicate beauty is the most popular. Although she is currently being held hostage, the beauty is in tears, which really makes people's hearts sway.

The assassins were silent. One assassin walked over and silently moved a few clay pots aside.

There may be some ink marks on the movements, but his other accomplice was furious, "I've told you many times, don't put these pickle jars next to the door, they will kick someone!"

The assassin who moved the pickle jar didn't say anything at first, but then he might have felt a little embarrassed. He smiled and said, "Hehe, that's not it. Our master just likes the porridge he eats in our hometown."

This is another very important clue! ! !