After hearing my voice, the whole court went crazy

Chapter 259: The Witch Clan’s Treasure

Chapter 259

"Hurry, go, everyone run out." Zheng An Ning stood in the air and shouted to everyone.

Several Wu clan elders stared at Zheng Anning with hatred, "You took our clan's treasure?"

Zheng Anning looked at them with contempt and said arrogantly, "So what? Go ahead and chop me up!"

"You deserve to die? How dare you take the treasure of my clan? Hahahaha, you are courting death. Whoever takes this treasure will die."

"Let's go. As long as we have the green mountains left, we won't be afraid of running out of firewood."

After they finished talking, they actually wanted to run away. Zheng An Ning would never let them escape. He took out a few talismans and threw them at them.

They were frozen in place, struggling with all their might, unable to move, and completely unable to stay in the air, and all fell from the sky.

With expressions of panic, astonishment and unwillingness, they watched themselves fall into the chasm and were instantly submerged by magma.

The ground was still shaking. The high mountains not far away were suddenly cut off. The landslides were as violent as a huge wave, and all came in this direction.

Zheng Anning's expression darkened, and he immediately pulled up the soldiers who were about to fall off the cliff not far away, and told them to flee quickly.

Seeing this, Rong Lin had no choice but to join the rescue team.

Fortunately, there was only one cliff, and everyone ran towards the exit.

"Boom!"

"Bang bang~"

In my ears were the sounds of heavy landings and running wind, and a strong smell of earth mixed with the smell of magma, intertwining and mixing.

Huge noises kept coming from behind.

"Boom, boom, boom~"

Everyone ran out of the Death Valley panting and stopped only when they were far away from the coverage area.

Looking back, I watched helplessly as a huge mountain collapsed. The mountain buried the entire witch clan like a black cloth, covering all the history, sins, and traces.

Wu Beiwang was carried on someone's shoulders, looking at the scene with complicated eyes, feeling somewhat relieved, yet somewhat sad.

Zheng Anning looked at the distance with regret and cried out in his heart.

[Ahhh! All my gold, silver, jewelry, small change, and a lot of things from the elders' house were confiscated! ]

Zheng Anning's face was in tears and she kept sobbing in her heart.

【Wuwuwuwu! Ahhhhhhh~ah~! 】

Everyone felt happy when listening to Zheng An Ning's wailing.

Everyone: Is money the only thing on your mind?

Rong Lin thought to himself, she likes money, it seems he needs to make more money.

This time, many members of the Wu clan were buried there, leaving only some remnants of the Wu clan and outsiders.

Fortunately, the Great Zhou’s soldiers suffered few casualties, but there were more wounded, and many were injured by rocks.

However, Zheng An Ning had already prepared the pills and had people distribute them.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and everyone celebrated their victory in the camp.

Outside the tent, the bonfire was burning non-stop. Soldiers were sitting in groups around the fire. The flames were continuous, like a fire dragon. A group of people sat on the ground, eating meat and drinking wine, and bursting into cheerful laughter.

Next to the fire, venison was roasting on a rack. Fat kept dripping onto the flames, making a crackling sound.

"Zheng Anning, come, let's have a drink." Ke Haokong came up to Zheng Anning with a bowl of wine, smiling. Under the firelight, his handsome face had clear contours, half of it hidden in the darkness, and half of it illuminated by the firelight, flickering and difficult to see clearly.

"Come on, drink it!" Zheng An Ning said with a silly smile, holding a big bowl.

Rong Lin stared at Ke Haokong unhappily, his eyes sharp.

"Me, I drink too!"

"Come on, soldiers, let's all have one." Zheng An Ning held the bowl and shouted heroically to the soldiers.

In the light of the fire, Zheng Anning's tender little face was innocent and her facial features were small, delicate and adorable.

Everyone looked at the girl, who was only 11 or 12 years old, holding the bowl like an adult, and couldn't help but laugh. Someone couldn't help but joked:

"Hahahahaha. Princess An Ning, can you drink?"

"That's right! Why don't you stop drinking!"

"Drink? Why not? I've done it. You guys can do whatever you want." As he said that, Zheng An Ning tilted his head back and drank, gulping it down like a cow drinking water.

Fortunately, Rong Lin replaced the wine with fruit wine, otherwise Zheng An Ning would have poured it out in one gulp.

"Oh, miss, don't drink so much, or you'll be drunk again." Ruyi was very anxious.

Zheng Anning drank a bowl of it, licked the corner of his mouth, and his eyes gradually became blurred. This wine tasted strangely good.

Osmanthus wine!

"When I am idle, the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers fall. I want to buy some sweet-scented osmanthus flowers to carry with me to drink wine. It is not like the time when I was young."

Zheng An Ning stretched out one foot, trying to step on the table, but stepped on empty air and nearly fell to the ground, but Rong Lin grabbed him.

Zheng An Ning threw herself into Rong Lin's arms. As their breaths intertwined, a fresh scent of pine wood penetrated her nose. She took a deep breath and pushed Rong Lin away.

[It smells nice, what kind of perfume is it? ]

"You... you, don't even think about murdering me. You can't... you can't tempt me with your beauty."

“Hahahahahahahaha!” Chu Mingze laughed out loud and pointed at Zheng Anning and said, “Are you drunk again? Hahahaha!”

Everyone couldn't help laughing out loud.

Rong Lin shook his head helplessly and chuckled, then he moved closer to Zheng An Ning and said in a gentle voice, "Look again, who am I?"

Zheng An Ning was slightly tipsy, her fair face was tinged with a layer of rosy clouds. She stood up straight and looked towards Rong Lin. What she saw was...

Rong Lin was seen dressed in white, smiling and talking cheerfully. He had a handsome face, gentle eyes and eyebrows. His brown eyes reflected Zheng An Ning's figure like glass, and his long black hair fell on his shoulders.

[Oh my god, his lips are so pink, they look so kissable]

System: [No, wake up, you are only ten years old, you can’t broadcast pornographic content.]

Everyone:.......

Is this something they can listen to?

Wei Wuqi secretly glared at Rong Lin, pursed his lips, and exuded a cold air. His cousin was only in his early ten years old, and he actually seduced her. What a beast.

When he got back, he would immediately tell his aunt and uncle to keep an eye on his cousin.

Zheng An Ning pushed Rong Lin away, chanted the Buddha's name in front of his chest, pinched the beads in his hand, looked solemn, and refused with a cold face: "Anita Buddha, I want to go to the West to obtain the scriptures. I hope you will respect yourself."

“Hahahahahahahahahahahaha~”

"Hahahahahaha~, how do we get to the West to obtain the scriptures?"

"Fly?"

Everyone burst into deafening laughter, hahahaha!

Rong Lin's expression froze, his ears turned red, and with a look of shame and anger on his face, he glared at Zheng An Ning secretly.

Ke Haokong held his stomach and laughed. He put his arm around Rong Lin's shoulders and teased, "Hahaha! Benefactor, she is about to go on a pilgrimage. Don't get too close to her. Come and have a drink."

"Miss, I told you not to drink so much, why did you still drink?" Ruyi pulled Zheng An Ning's arm and complained with a smile.

"Come on, miss, have another sip?" Ruyi shook a bowl of wine in front of Zheng An Ning.

"Ruyi, come, let's have one, okay?" Zheng Anning took the bowl with a smile.

"Come on, do it."

The two of them just sat there, drinking one bowl after another.

Rong Lin broke away from Ke Haokong, his eyes were stern, his expression was indifferent and distant, he patted his sleeves lightly, his whole body had a cold temperament, like a winter plum blossom, unattainable.

"Tsk, you're not going to pretend anymore?" Ke Haokong drank the bowl of wine in his hand and sneered.

"I'm not pretending." Rong Lin said lightly, glanced at him unhappily, then looked away and looked at Zheng An Ning.