Chapter 1089 - Expected to Break the Intestine Every Year (139 )
He Cuiran saw that Meng Fusheng's meaning was very firm, and his heart was sour, but he knew that he didn't have any position, after all, the reason why he brought himself here was to find the princess.
"Then you go, pay attention, if you get sick and injured, I won't take care of you anymore, and I'm not so idle."
Meng Fusheng thought that he had been so busy with He Cuiran like a waste person these days, and he was a little embarrassed, "Well, I'm sorry, I'll be careful, it won't affect you." ”
He sent He Cuiran back to her room, and then couldn't resist the impulse in his heart, and went over at night to check the house. However, he was not too impulsive, taking into account that his illness was not completely cured, which would affect his strength, and if the other party had a master, it was very likely that he would be planted, so he was outside to see the situation.
It was late at night, the weather was quite cold, the wind was not small, a force was blowing on him, and he almost couldn't help sneezing, but finally he held back before someone came, and quickly hid tighter, and saw those people giggling and walking to the front of the house, they immediately resumed their serious expressions when they pushed away, and the corners of their mouths were gone, and their expressions were indifferent, as if the things behind the door needed them to face seriously.
Then he pushed the door open, and when the heavy wooden door was pushed open, it made a strange and scalp-numbing creak in the dark night, which immediately rendered the house with an unusual meaning, and Meng Fusheng felt that the people who entered were both mysterious and weird.
Since someone had already entered, Meng Fusheng naturally didn't dare to rush in, those people just now didn't look like they were easy to mess with, if he was caught in some ambush, then all his purpose for coming here would be gone, he remembered what he promised his uncle and He Cuiran, who was waiting for him to come back at the inn, and finally endured the unthinkable head of breaking in.
After another hour or two, everything was calm at the door, no one came in or out, and Meng Fusheng didn't have anything to do, so he went back for the time being, but as soon as he pushed the door open, he met He Cuiran, who was supposed to be resting, and was surprised, "Why are you here so late?" ”
He Cuiran breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was safe and sound, and then remembered that it seemed very wrong for him to appear in his room so late, so he said fiercely: "Aren't I afraid that something will happen to you!" I'm not familiar with life here, and my life is on you, so if something happens to you, won't I be in danger? I've been dreaming just now that you're injured and can't come back, and I've been scared to wake up several times before I want to come here and wait for you. ”
She was too excited, Meng Fusheng just wondered why she appeared in her room so late, she was hit by such a series of cannons and didn't know what to say, and she also knew that if she continued to entangle, He Cuiran was annoyed and angry, and she would not have a good time tonight, and said softly: "I'm fine now, then you go back and rest." Oh, you don't have to wait for me to have breakfast this morning, I'm going to go to that house and keep an eye on it. ”
"Still going?" He Cuiran asked rhetorically, "Didn't you find anything today?" ”
Meng Fusheng thought of those weird people, this shouldn't be a harvest, right? He shook his head and said, "No, so let's continue tomorrow." ”
When He Cuiran heard this, he walked out angrily, and left a sentence: "Who is waiting for you!" ”
When Meng Fusheng got up the next day, he might have caught a cold last night and felt even more uncomfortable than the day before, but he didn't pay much attention to going to the house early in the morning.
He squatted outside the house for several days, and finally saw a lonely one in the dead of night, he was not in a hurry, but waited for a while, knowing that the person was about to open the door, and he had not yet found that there was a new person appearing, so he seized the opportunity this time, quickly shot and caught the other party, and then covered his mouth to prevent him from talking, and dragged the person to a remote place before letting the person go.
"Who are you?" The man stared at Meng Fusheng in shock and fear, his eyes moved slyly, as if he was looking for a chance to escape, but how could Meng Fusheng give him this opportunity, and raised a soft tendon at that person's face, that person's arrogance instantly dispersed, as if he was aware of the slow loss of internal force, he tried to attack Meng Fusheng, and said angrily, "What the hell did you give me?" ”
Meng Fusheng stopped him lightly, and said indifferently: "It's just a little medicine that makes you unable to use kung fu for the time being, you don't have to be afraid, I just hope to have a good chat with you!" ”
"Let me go! Give me the antidote! That person was pressed to the ground by Meng Fusheng's backhand, still struggling and threatening, "Let go of me, or you will regret it!" ”
Meng Fusheng grinned and said: "Then you really scare me, the last thing I am afraid of in my life is the threat of others, I advise you not to make trouble, otherwise it will make me angry, and I may not only want to ask questions." ”
As he spoke, he drew his sword and plunged it into the ground of the man's face, the cold light was cold, reflecting the man's frightened and frightened eyes, Meng Fusheng smiled when he saw this, "Your Excellency, can you have a good communication with me now?" ”
As soon as the man opened his eyes, he saw a sharp blade, and he could even feel the cold light of the weapon, and in an instant, any words of resistance disappeared, and he was afraid that Meng Fusheng would lose his patience, so he hurriedly said: "Shaoxia, if you have something to say, we have something to say." ”
Meng Fusheng's smile deepened, "I originally wanted to talk to you well, and I didn't mean to take someone's life, can you answer my question honestly?" ”
"Yes, yes!" The man nodded hurriedly, "I'm the most honest, I'm sure, no one is more honest than me." ”
"Have you been following a woman lately?"
"How do you know?" The man was stunned, "How did the news get out?" ”
Meng Fusheng's face was blank, and he said angrily: "You just need to answer whether I am or not!" ”
"Yes, yes. It's tracking down a woman, and you're like a god. ”
Meng Fusheng ignored his sycophants and asked, "What does that person look like?" You depict it specifically. ”
That person's face suddenly became bitter, how could he understand this, but looking at Meng Fusheng's fierce eyes, he could only swallow tears in his stomach, and began to rack his brains to think of adjectives, "How do you say it...... She looks good, has a good temperament, has big eyes, a good nose, and a good mouth, oh oh oh, by the way, I remember, that woman has a small red mole in the middle of her eyebrows. But people are good-looking and good-looking, but they have a bad temper, and they always love to lose their temper and tsk. ”
As soon as the red mole between the eyebrows came out, Meng Fusheng was stunned, yes, there is nothing wrong, it is Yan'er.