770 Fat Sheep, I Want to Catch Uncle Nine Emperors Alive
The beauty threw herself into his arms, how could Uncle Nine Emperors refuse? He fiddled with his hairpin slowly and politely, and said calmly: "The spies in Xiling are good."
"We were discovered?" Feng Qingchen said in surprise.
They've only been here for a day and they've already been discovered, so what's the point of dressing up?
"Um."
"Are the plans going to change?"
"Why do you have to change? You will find it when you find it." Uncle Jiuhuang put the hairpin in place and took back his hand.
Feng Qingchen didn't ask any more questions. He asked the hawker for a bronze mirror and looked at it casually. Although the hawker was startled by the cold eyes of Uncle Nine Emperors, none of the businessmen had any knowledge. When Feng Qingchen saw it,
I picked up the bronze mirror and praised it for a long time.
Feng Qingchen originally planned to buy it, but she didn't have much money. However, before she opened her mouth, Uncle Nine Emperors spoke first: "I bought it."
"Hey, my dear, you have really good taste. This is just one plum blossom hairpin. This is an excellent carving skill..."
The hawker kept introducing how good this hairpin was, but Uncle Nine Emperors interrupted impatiently: "How much silver."
silver?
The hawker's eyes lit up, and when he met the stupid fat sheep, he asked for money.
The vendor looked at Feng Qingchen, then at Uncle Nine Emperors, swallowed his saliva, and boldly said: "Two taels of silver."
This wooden hairpin is worth ten copper coins at most. Two taels of silver can buy everything in his stall, but he still can't find it.
In the end, a certain person thought it was very cheap and didn’t even pay back the price. He was about to pay with money, but he found out: “I didn’t bring any money.”
After changing his clothes, Jiuhuangshu didn't have the habit of taking money out with him, so Jiujiu stood in front of the stall in embarrassment.
This seemed to be the first time he accompanied Feng Qingchen on the street, and then bought something for Feng Qingchen, but...
Uncle Jiuhuang looked at the hairpin on Feng Qingchen's head. He put it on Feng Qingchen himself. Even if he wanted to take it off, he couldn't let others buy it.
But he has no money on him, should he be robbed directly?
Uncle Nine Emperors thought for a while and felt that this method was feasible. He was about to pick up Feng Qingchen and leave directly, but Feng Qingchen suddenly laughed, took out his hand, and took out his purse.
"I have it." Even though he knew that the hairpin was not worth so much money, but Uncle Nine Emperors wanted to buy it, Feng Qingchen happily paid two taels of silver.
She said it was worth it for two taels of silver to be able to see Uncle Nine Emperors' embarrassment.
Uncle Nine Emperors is a master of maneuvering, but he is a novice in many things.
The hawker took the money with a smile on his face, his face turned into a chrysanthemum smile, he kept praising them for their vision, but in his heart he cursed Uncle Jiuhuang and Feng Qingchen, two losers and idiots.
As a result, Feng Qingchen, who was called a fool by him, stepped forward to expose his thoughts before leaving: "If you want to call us stupid, just say, you are not only dishonest in business, but also hypocritical as a person. This hairpin is worth nothing."
Ten pieces of silver, but you want me to have two taels of silver, you are so open-minded."
After saying these words, Feng Qingchen took Uncle Jiuhuang and left, leaving the vendor standing in front of the stall dumbfounded, with a blushing face.
I thought I met a fool, but it turned out that he was smart. The hawker suddenly found that the two taels of silver in his hand was very hot to the touch.
Uncle Jiuhuang also noticed that his ears felt very hot. After walking out of the street, Uncle Jiuhuang couldn't help but asked: "Why do you still buy it if you know it's only worth ten cents?"
As far as he knew, Feng Qingchen was not such a wasteful person.
"I'm happy." Feng Qingchen let go of Uncle Jiuhuang's hand and turned around with a smile.
Uh... Uncle Nine Emperors' head was full of black lines, and he suddenly discovered that women are really terrible creatures. They are not happy when they say they are not happy, and they are happy when they are happy. There was no warning at all before.
Well, as long as Feng Qingchen is happy, it’s only two taels of silver.
Eh... No, he was going to give it to Feng Qingchen, but Feng Qingchen paid for it himself. Uncle Nine Emperors became depressed and decided to go back and ask Su Wenqing to notify his craftsmen to make a batch of plum blossom hairpins.
The two of them were not happy for long before they discovered that the number of people following them suddenly increased by more than ten times. The two looked at each other, nodded, and walked towards a secluded place in tacit understanding.
The two of them didn't stop until they reached a deserted dead end.
"Follow me all the way, come out!"
This road can only be entered but not exited. It is a dead end for them. However, they do not have to worry about being attacked from both sides. They only need to concentrate on dealing with the enemies in front of them.
"Duh! Duh! Duh!"
Before anyone could come out, the killing move came first. Three arrows in a row, very domineering, were shot towards the faces of Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen knew that he was the worst at avoiding sharp arrows, so he quickly followed the Nine Emperors.
Uncle, stick to the wall.
Three arrows were shot in the air, but the opponent still had no intention of showing up. Three more arrows were shot out. This time, the arrows were pressed against the wall. The arrow clusters grazed the wall and sparkled, but did not affect the speed. It was obvious that the opponent was definitely a bow and arrow.
Master.
Damn...where are these people from? They start taking action without even saying hello. It goes against the principle of taking action.
The arrow came too fast, and the opponent knew she was weak, so he only shot the arrow at her. Feng Qingchen hid in a panic.
"Didn't you say that killers don't enter the imperial city? What's going on?" Feng Qingchen realized that the other party seemed to be coming towards her, and suspected that he was not from Xiling. After all, wherever she went now, there were people who wanted to kill her.
.
"Not a killer." Uncle Nine Emperors held Feng Qingchen in his arms, reached out directly to catch the sharp arrow that was shot at high speed, and then struck the opponent with his backhand.
puff……
Feng Qingchen heard the sound of blood spurting out and knew that Uncle Nine Emperors had shot the opponent. He was secretly relieved, quickly pulled out the gun, pulled the safety, held the gun with both hands, and leaned behind Uncle Nine Emperors.
Dong Dong Dong... Footsteps sounded, and more than twenty people suddenly poured into the small alley. The leading man held his sword in both hands, looking lazy, rather nonchalant, and without a trace of murderous intent.
, as if they were here to watch the fun.
The man beside him held a bow in his left hand, his right arm was red, and his eyes were filled with cold hatred, like a poisonous snake.
Feng Qingchen knew that this man was the one who had just fired the arrow in the dark. Judging from the injury on his hand, he must have been crippled by Uncle Nine Emperors. Even if he healed, he could not draw the bow in his hand.
Feng Qingchen quietly concealed her gun in her sleeve and pointed it at the man holding a sword in both hands. For some reason, she felt that this man without murderous intent was the most terrifying.
Feng Qingchen took a deep breath. She knew that no matter who the opponent was, there would be a fierce battle ahead.
The Nine Emperors Uncle moved a step without leaving a trace, guarding Feng Qingchen behind him, and looked at him with disdain: "Since when have the Jin Yiwei of Xiling also liked assassination? The Jin Yiwei actually dispatched the number one killer Wei Hua. I am deeply honored.
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Uncle Nine Emperors is mocking Xiling for making a fuss out of a molehill.
The man holding the sword in both hands was startled. He didn't expect Uncle Nine Emperors to recognize him at a glance. After looking away from his laziness, Wei Hua threw the sword to his left hand. He no longer dared to look down on Uncle Nine Emperors: "It's better to meet than to be famous. Today I finally met him."
The legendary Nine Emperors Uncle of Dongling is really like a celestial being, but he is dressed like this..." Wei Hua clicked his tongue and shook his head, with a look of regret on his face: "Uncle Nine Emperors, aren't you afraid that this dress will ruin your reputation?"
Wei Hua satirized the Nine Emperors Uncle, who was obviously Dongling, but dressed in Xiling clothes, which undermined the national prestige of Dongling...