Hai Jingwu looked at the head of the Gong family with a little more reverence in his eyes.
The head of the palace family might not be that simple, and for a moment he felt even more regretful.
What was wrong with him at that time? Yixin felt that such a Gong family was easy to bully.
He raised the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating way, cursing himself in his heart, what a fool for overestimating his abilities!
This time, Lin Mengya also let them see the power of the new version of the floating bridge.
The wounded who could affect the movement were left to rest where they were, and everyone else followed Lin Mengya across the pontoon bridge.
Of course, she herself was taken there by Bai Su.
Lin Mengya had no chance to resist. Anyway, in the eyes of her family, she was not well-developed except for her brain.
At first, everyone was afraid that this small pontoon bridge would not be able to carry the weight of so many people.
But when they walked up, they found that the floating bridge was simpler than they thought.
So, when people came over, some people kept talking in low voices.
Someone looked at the camp ten meters away and suddenly shouted, "Huh? That camp looks a bit familiar!"
When everyone heard this, they all looked around, and some people suddenly woke up.
"By the way, is the group of people who bought the tent outside the town the same as the Gong family?"
The new type of tent once created a fashionable trend among this group of people.
At that time, most of the tents Lin Mengya sold were single or double tents.
Multi-person tents are not sold publicly, firstly because they still need to use them, and secondly because they don’t want to reveal the good stuff too early.
Therefore, many of the people who buy their tents are lone rangers who come spontaneously.
But there are also many people who see the actual use value of the tent after seeing it. They go back to discuss with their families and prepare to find someone to buy it.
Unexpectedly, when those people came to the door, Lin Mengya and the others had already left, so these people missed the opportunity.
"This Gong family is really amazing. There are some novel things everywhere."
"More than that! Have you ever used the wound medicine sent by the Gong family before? I was lucky enough to use a little of it. Not to mention, the medicine is as effective as a panacea! If you have such a bottle when you go out, you will give yourself more.
Saved a life."
"Really or not? Have you taken out the medicine and shown it to me?"
"How can I have such good things? Ahem, but I heard that the Gong family will prepare these medicines for all the guards."
Are there any guards? They are so angry.
Lin Mengya suddenly felt as if she was in a lemon forest.
She put her hand against her lower lip and coughed slightly, "Come on, let's go over and take a look." At this time, the sound of the piano disappeared, and there was not much movement.
Although Lin Mengya has good ears, in the current situation, she does not dare to adjust the sensitivity of her five senses too high, otherwise she will be the next person to have her heart broken.
Everyone walked to the back door of the camp, which was open.
Naturally, the Gong family guards rushed in first, and after making sure it was safe, they signaled to Lin Mengya and the others that they could go in.
The camp was in a mess, and there were even many traces left after fights.
And everything was wet, and the ground was full of mud.
Lin Mengya didn't care about the muddy water under her feet and walked quickly to the front door.
Fortunately, there was still someone at the front door, but the strange thing was that they didn't turn around to check when they should have heard the noise behind.
Lin Mengya felt something was wrong.
Their voices are not quiet. Even if you don't look back, you can't be deaf, right?
Upon seeing this, Qinghu was about to pat the man's shoulder, but was stopped by Lin Mengya.
"Wait! Qinghu, please open the door first."
Only then did Qinghu notice that the front door of the camp was closed, and the man just now was leaning against the door. It seemed that he wanted to use his body to protect the door.
When the door opened, the man fell straight down like a wooden man.
Qinghu didn't dare to touch him, so he could only block him with his feet to prevent the back of his head from hitting the ground.
Only now did everyone see clearly that this man's face was expressionless, and his eyes seemed to have lost their souls, without any brilliance or focus.
"Is this, possessed?" Qinghu whispered.
This situation is like the lost soul in the book of strange stories.
No, no! Even if there were ghosts in this world, they would not dare to dance in front of him. After all, ghosts are afraid of evil people!
Lin Mengya checked the man's condition and frowned slightly, "His consciousness has been controlled. He is like a puppet now."
As soon as everyone heard this, they felt the cold wind blowing up from their back spines.
"No, it can't be right? Such a big living person has become a puppet?" someone said in surprise.
Before Lin Mengya could examine it too carefully, she heard a burst of extremely crazy laughter coming from outside.
"Hahahaha, I didn't expect, I didn't expect that I would accidentally understand the fourth song of the Sound Killing Formation!"
It’s the sound that’s in charge!
So, this is all her fault?
What about Long Tianyu? He came here to support before
Where are Xiaoyu and the others?
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Xiaoyu yelling, "Old witch! I will never let you go, just die!"
Lin Mengya's heart skipped a beat, what happened?
She ran out immediately, and the others also ran after them. When they came out, they couldn't help but gasped when they saw the scene in front of them.
I saw a lot of people gathered in the open space.
But everyone maintained the same posture, with their backs to Lin Mengya and the others, and facing Manager Yin.
At this time, except for their slight breathing, they did not see any movement. It was as if the man found at the camp gate before had his consciousness controlled and became a puppet of the sound killing array.
The long sword in Xiaoyu's hand was as powerful as a rainbow, and the little boy finally grew into a heroic young man.
His swordsmanship was taught by the master chosen by his father. It was originally a method of opening and closing. Later, when he was in the palace, he was personally taught by Long Tianyu, making him more elegant and agile.
After encountering many hardships, the young man's character was finally tempered and became stronger.
He was able to combine the two together and form his own unique approach.
At this time, he was chasing and killing a figure.
What I didn't expect was that not only did the figure move quickly, but the seven musical strings on its body could be retracted and released freely.
Every time the weapons come into contact, they can make a crisp, deep, or high-pitched sound.
Xiaoyu didn't notice it, or he didn't take it seriously after he discovered it. Every time he heard the sound, his speed would slow down a bit, and some flaws would even be revealed.
If the other party is an experienced one, he may be seriously injured at this moment.
Although Lin Mengya couldn't understand those martial arts moves, these subtleties could not be hidden from her eyes.
She shouted loudly, "Xiaoyu! Don't come into contact with her strings, the sound will disturb your mind, use a stick!"
It's my sister!
Xiaoyu didn't need to look back, and he knew that his sister must be here. When he heard this, without saying a word, he stabbed Steward Yin with the long sword in his hand. Then, he turned around, rolled to the ground, and directly picked up a wooden stick.
Coincidentally, this stick was the one Lin Mengya used to skewer the lamb legs before, and it still exuded the real scent of cumin.
"Mind your own business! Boy, you've reached the end of your arrogance!"
The sound manager looked gloomy.
That bitch is not dead yet? Not only that, she also dares to interfere with her own business.
However, now that she has thoroughly understood the fourth song, it is not a problem to kill these people. She will peel off that bitch's skin and cramps, ruin Gong Ya's ostentatious face, and train herself to be the ugliest and meanest in her life. The sound puppet that no one can escape from!
A wooden stick is not as strong as a sword, but because of this, there are no sounds that disturb his mind.
The Sound Manager had a sure chance of winning, but in her opinion, ordinary wooden sticks, even if they were strong, could not withstand her own sound-killing string.
but!
"What on earth is that thing of yours? Why is it so unscathed!"
Steward Yin stared at the wooden stick in Xiaoyu's hand. The thing was baked to a dark black color, but he didn't expect it to have a faint jade-like luster.
"You want to know? I won't tell you, I'll piss you off!"
Xiaoyu's words almost caused Yin Guanshi to fly away.
"Little bastard, I think you're going to drink a toast instead of eating a fine drink. Just wait for me!"
Xiaoyu said seriously, "My sister said that boys must not eat alcohol when they are outside, and they must protect themselves. Especially the wine given by an old witch like you, it is impossible for me to eat it!"
"What did you call me?" Manager Yin was furious.
"Old witch! No, I should call you the old spider!"
The more Xiaoyu talked, the more cheerful she became, directly mocking Laman.
"I'm flattering you by saying you're an old spider. After all, spiders are so ugly, but because of you comparing them to me, I'm even attracted to spiders. You're really going to make me ugly!"
Lin Mengya coughs, what are you doing? What's wrong with spiders? Just curse people, don't blame other people's spiders.
Xiaoyu also really touched the sore foot of Manager Yin.
In fact, he is not usually a person who cares about other people's appearance, but this old spider spirit has been showing off her ugly aesthetics since the first time they met.
That's all if you admire it yourself, but this guy obviously cares about his appearance.
So, of course, he picked the points that she cared about most and stepped on them.
Next to him, Qinghu smiled and hugged his shoulders, "Well, this kid is really starting to look more and more like me."
Lin Mengya glanced at him and said, "What's so good about you? Sooner or later you'll be beaten to death?"
Qinghu looked at her dissatisfied and said "hum".
"Why don't you hurry up and help? What a fart!"
Qinghu reluctantly joined the battlefield.
Two against one, very reasonable.
Lin Mengya glanced at the extra-large wooden stick in Xiaoyu's hand. It was indeed a good thing. At least Xiaoyu had a stick in his hand and would not be at a disadvantage in the short term.
But, where is her man? He has flown away?
At this moment in Zhuangzi, Long Tianyu had just escaped from his hiding place.
He couldn't take care of the situation outside for the time being, but with Xiaoyu here and his wife definitely coming, there was no need to worry.
