Crossing the famine, the special agent peasant girl blows up one by one

Lan was standing on the attic, watching the movements in the yard opposite vigilantly.

He didn't dare to be careless. The Poison Master was already in the capital city and the girl could be in danger at any time.

It seems that he has to make his attitude clear to the girl tomorrow and let her go back to the spirit tribe with him.

The spirit tribe had not sent any message, and the message sent by Lan Lin also fell on deaf ears. He felt vaguely uneasy.

Therefore, it would be more reassuring to return to the Spirit Tribe as soon as possible. He would explain this to the girl tomorrow and ask her to go back with him.

The night was quiet and peaceful. When Qu Qiuning opened his eyes, it was already dawn.

When she turned around, she saw Song Yanfeng's handsome face. Qu Qiuning rolled her eyes. This guy climbed into her bed again.

Looking at herself again, she was naked with many strawberries growing on her body. She couldn't help but glare at Song Yanfeng again.

Is this guy the hungry wolf? However, she didn't seem to remember what happened last night very clearly. She only remembered that she seemed to have drunk too much.

Qu Qiuning sat up and looked for her clothes, only to find that they were all thrown on the ground.

She had no choice but to put on another set of clothes. When Qu Qiuning was putting on her clothes, Song Yanfeng slowly opened his eyes.

He stared at Qu Qiuning's every move and started laughing as he watched.

Qu Qiuning threw a pillow at him and said, "If you laugh again, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."

Song Yanfeng took the pillow and smiled happily.

Qu Qiuning tightened his belt and pulled off the quilt on Song Yanfeng, revealing a white and slender body lying naked on the bed.

Qu Qiuning swallowed, opened his eyes wide, and complained in his heart, this guy is really a monster.

Song Yanfeng pulled the quilt that had been lifted up and covered himself with it again.

"Aning, you are so naughty. You are peeking at me in broad daylight. Are you greedy for my body again?"

Song Yanfeng pretended to be shy and pulled the quilt.

Qu Qiuning looked up at the sky. This guy was too shameless. He got the advantage but still acted ungratefully. So he glared at Song Yanfeng, turned around and walked out of the house.

She couldn't stay any longer, or else this guy would take advantage of her again.

As soon as Qu Qiuning walked out, Yunfeng came to report.

"Miss, the Third Prince will hold the succession ceremony tomorrow. He specially invites you and Young Master Song to enter the palace to attend the ceremony. Here is the invitation."

Yunfeng took out an invitation letter and handed it to Qu Qiuning.

Qu Qiuning took the invitation, opened it and handed it to Yunfeng, "Read"

Yunfeng took it and read the contents of the invitation letter to Qu Qiuning. He knew that Qu Qiuning could not read.

After listening to this, Qu Qiuning asked, "Did Nan Ruyu receive the invitation?"

"Prince Nan has also received an invitation letter, saying that he will go to the palace with the girl to attend the ceremony tomorrow."

Yunfeng told Qu Qiuning about the situation. He had been in the palace for the past two days, and together with Su Chengyi, he assisted Fu Yicheng in dealing with some trivial matters left over by Prime Minister Wu in the palace.

After everything was settled, it was time for Fuyi City’s succession ceremony, and Fuyi City asked Yunfeng to deliver the invitation.

After Yunfeng finished speaking, Qu Qiuning looked at him.

"Yunfeng, from now on, I will let you go free. You can go back to Su Chengyi or follow me. It's up to you to decide. I won't interfere with your decision."

Yunfeng immediately asked, "Miss, do you dislike me? If it's not that I did something wrong, I will correct it."

"No, it's your own life, I want you to decide for yourself, without being bound by anyone."

Qu Qiuning explained immediately.

"Yes, I understand." Yunfeng answered in a low voice.

In the afternoon, Qu Qiuning summoned all his subordinates in the hospital and asked them about the situation inside and outside the hospital in the past few days.

Apart from discovering that Lan Zheng and Lan Lin lived not far from the gate of the courtyard, there was nothing else unusual.

Qu Qiuning found it very strange that Nan Ruyu could find them, and Lan Zheng also found them.

Then why didn't the people in the Underworld Pavilion make any move? This shouldn't be the case!

If they don't come, then after the succession ceremony in Fuyi City tomorrow, she will go straight to Mingge and then return to the Northern Frontier.

As long as they are not destroyed, there will be no peace in our lives. Instead of living in fear all day long, it is better to eradicate them completely and feel at ease.

When Qu Qiuning was sitting on a stone bench in the yard, lost in thought, an uninvited guest slowly descended from the sky.

Qu Qiuning didn't know who it was, so he kicked him.

"Girl, it's me." the man shouted.

But Qu Qiuning had no intention of stopping. She used her fists and feet, alternating attacks. She wanted to know how deep this old man's martial arts skills were.

When the people in the yard heard the sound of fighting, they rushed to check it out. It turned out to be Lan Zheng, the leader of the spirit tribe.

Moreover, it seemed that Lan Zheng did not use his full strength in his moves, but instead made Qu Qiuning laugh.

Qu Qiuning also knew that if he continued like this, he would lose, but he didn't want to lose in a way that was too ugly.

Qu Qiuning used modern Taekwondo, Sanda, and other fighting techniques.

Lan Zheng was forced by Qu Qiuning to take the matter seriously, and finally captured Qu Qiuning with sweat all over his forehead.

"Girl, not bad, you are the first one who can make me use so many moves, not bad, not bad, you are worthy of being my granddaughter, Lan Zheng, amazing!"

Lan Zheng finished speaking and gave a thumbs up.

Qu Qiuning, who was let go by Lan Zheng, rubbed his arms and looked at Lan Zheng.

I didn't expect that Lan Zheng's martial arts skills are so high. I'm afraid Song Yanfeng is not his match.

Tomorrow she will attend the grand ceremony in Fuyi City. If this old man is here, she will feel more at ease.

"Hey, old man, what are you doing here?" Qu Qiuning asked unhappily.

Lan Zheng was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said:

"Girl, I came here today to ask you and your brother to come back with me and recognize your ancestors."

After Lan Zheng finished speaking, he immediately explained with a smile:

"As long as you are willing to return to your roots, I will agree to any conditions you have. If you don't want to live in the Spirit Tribe, you can move out."

"I just hope you can go back and worship your ancestors, okay?"

Lan Zheng looked at Qu Qiuning with sincere and pleading eyes, hoping that she would agree.

Qu Qiuning replied indifferently, "Let's talk about it later!" Then he turned around and left.

Lan Zheng followed him and said, "Girl, don't leave! How long will it be after this? A day? A month? Or a year?

Look at me, I am already this old, I can’t wait any longer! Can you give me a definite number on that day? "

Lan was chasing behind, and Qu Qiuning was walking in front. Qu Qiuning suddenly stopped, turned around and said:

"Why don't you go back first, deal with the bedbugs in your tribe, and then come back to me."

Lan Zheng said with a bitter face: "No, girl, you know, it's very dangerous outside now. That poisonous old man Wan Jiuchou will chase you to death and catch you."

"Oh, why did he catch me?"

Qu Qiuning was very confused. She had no grudge against the poisonous old man, so why did he arrest her?

"Girl! The blood of this saint is the lead for refining medicine and poison. That old poisoner has been obsessed with refining poison all his life. Why do you think he captured you?

Don't deny that you are not a saint. Our spirit race's saints have a crescent mark on their bodies. Don't tell me you don't have one."

Lan Zheng spoke in a low voice, as if afraid that others would hear him.