Chapter 342: The Secret of the Yellow Fairy Gu's Crate (10)

Ma Chengfeng gasped for breath, looked left and right, there was no movement around him, there was no Huang Xiangu, no demon paintings, no Kashura, and even the humanoid bronze coffin was gone.

"This ...... What's going on? Ma Chengfeng said in surprise.

Hu Xiaoci said that she had just eaten and drunk enough and chased after them to meet them, but when she ran here, she suddenly smelled the demon qi of the yellow skin nearby, and followed the demon qi to see a layer of crimson 'color' red light over the fairy temple of Xiangu, she was also a demon 'elf', and knew that under the shroud of this light curtain, someone must have fallen into Huang Xiangu's illusion. So she transformed the beast 'sex' and rushed in with a roar of rage, cracking the illusion.

"It's not good, Sister Xiaoman is still down there, she's in danger!" Ma Chengfeng and Hu Xiaoxi hurriedly ran halfway up the mountain, in the bushes, and saw Chang Xiaoman holding the Thompson submachine gun in his hand, falling to the ground and falling asleep.

Hu Xiaoci approached and blew lightly, which woke her up.

"I ...... How did I fall asleep? I saw Khasira coming towards me just now, and I suddenly fell asleep before I could shoot? What the hell is going on? Chang Xiaoman didn't know why.

"We're under the witchcraft of that gypsy 'girl', but fortunately there's a little raccoon dog this time, otherwise we'd have to kneel." Ma Chengfeng 'touched' her playful little face, and said that when I go back, I will buy you a whole sheep and baa for you, so that you can eat enough.

"By the way, what about that? Why haven't you come back yet? ”

Xiao Man looked at his watch, it was already more than five o'clock in the morning, and he saw that the east was slightly bright, and he had been running out for an hour and a half, could it be an accident?

Ma Chengfeng said don't worry, those unloading wrestlers have nothing to show for themselves, but they don't have any great ability, and if we don't hear the movement of shooting, it is more than enough to deal with them.

Sure enough, it didn't take much effort, and the light body came back leisurely.

"How? Did you get it? ”

Ma Chengfeng lowered his head and didn't dare to speak, and when he looked at Chang Xiaoman again, he was also disappointed, and it was estimated that eighty percent of them had missed.

"Wouldn't it? You Ma Chengfeng can't even beat a little girl? ”

"Huh...... Don't talk about me, I guess even if we join forces, it's enough to choke. Nakashura is a strange spell, and I am convinced. No wonder he has won the trust of the unequaled. Ma Chengfeng sighed and said.

"What's the matter? Khasilla? She...... Isn't she just a gypsy 'woman' who plays crystal balls? How powerful can it be? Let's join forces? Ma Chengfeng: You shouldn't be a fancier of someone, right? ”

Ma Chengfeng knew that he was at a loss and didn't have the leisure to quarrel with his good brother, and said: "Let me tell you this, she is a strengthened version of Bai Su, if we meet her again in the future, I'm afraid we will have to learn from your sister Bai." ”

"That's right, I forgot if you didn't mention it, Sister Bai...... Aren't we just here to help Sister Bai? No way! Can't let her take away the Yellow Fairy Gu's treasure box! That shouted.

Ma Chengfeng was also unwilling, seeing that the cooked duck was flying to his mouth, and he was defeated by a gypsy girl, wouldn't this make people laugh off their big teeth?

"What about the group of unloading wrestlers? Done? Ma Chengfeng asked him.

Na Xiu said, the group of Xieling wrestlers followed him for an hour, as if they were deliberately trying to drive themselves away, and after they ran away, they scattered and didn't want to come back at all.

Ma Chengfeng smiled bitterly: "Hmph...... What do you think? A few of our little chicks were all hit, and they said that you should lead people away, but in the end, you let people lead them away. It's not too early, let's hurry up and see if there is any chance, at least we have to know who the master of Khashura is, right? Otherwise, it won't be in vain? ”

Fortunately, this time there was no danger, everyone was fine, Chang Xiaoman disinfected the wound on Ma Chengfeng's face, and everyone followed Hu Xiaoxi towards the secret realm of the mountains.

This gypsy 'woman' is born with a love of beauty, her body is covered with heavy makeup, and she smells of rouge and gouache all over her body, and the smell wafts wherever she goes. But they have lost the opportunity, Khasiula left at least half an hour before them, if there is still the main family behind them, now it must also be with the main family, and the chances of success are getting slimmer and slimmer.

Hu Xiaoci followed, and suddenly playfully turned his head and asked Ma Chengfeng: "Cheng Feng, why do you say that those policemen on TV always have to lead the police dog to smell the smell?" ”

"Maybe I'm afraid it will run away."

"Oh......" Hu Xiaoci blinked his eyes, a look full of curiosity about everything in the world.

She suddenly rushed up and knocked down Na Xiu, and reached out to untie the belt of Na Xiu's 'trousers', and Na Xiu's face turned white with fright, just like a big girl touching a hooligan, covering her 'trousers' crotch. "Ma Chengfeng, hurry up and take care of your cousin! I wiped it, is there any reason for this? In broad daylight, she put me 'pants' and asked the overlord to bow hard!! ”

"Besides, I'm not interested in you. Don't be sentimental, you little white face! "Hu Xiaoxi 'pulled' out his 'trousers' belt and tied it around his neck.

"Raccoon ...... What are you doing? What are you...... Do you have a tendency to be abused? Everyone looked stupid, and it was estimated that the girl was sick again.

"Take me...... What if I run away? Take me and I'll smell it for you. ”

Everyone's eyelids rolled, and they fell to the ground crying and laughing because of her thunderous buttocks.

Further along the winding and steep ridge of the mountain, there was a faint clearing at the bottom of the hill, with forty or fifty low thatched huts, smoke rising from the houses, and more than twenty sturdy horses tethered to the stables.

This is supposed to be an ethnic minority village, and the sound of the lower Dobkul River can already be faintly heard here. These ethnic minorities rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and rely on the water to draft water, there are many fishing nets drying in the village, and the simple villagers are squatting in front of the stove to cook fish soup, and the fragrance of fish soup wafting with the wind immediately arouses the cravings in their stomachs, especially Hu Xiaoci. If it weren't for Ma Chengfeng dragging him, he would have rushed down at this moment.

“******! ******…… I want to eat!! Let me go!! Hu Xiaoci kept yelling.

Ma Chengfeng ignored her, everyone lurked in the bushes and carefully observed the situation in the small fishing village, Hu Xiaoxi said that the smell of Khajura wafted from here, but now he couldn't smell it, because the air was full of fish fragrance.

"I heard that there are still many ethnic minorities living in the hinterland of the Xing'an Mountains, and looking at the dress of these fellow villagers, eighty percent of them are Hezhe people who make a living from fishing." Na Xi said.