"Little girl. (Please remember to read)" Hu Xianmei stood up from the trolley. When she sat, she felt her legs long. When she stood up, she felt tall, no less than the tallest man in red clothes.

Hu Xianmei pushed away the man in red clothes, walked to the convoy, stopped before the convoy's escort scolded him, shook his hair charmingly, and smiled: "It's so kind to hear Chinese here. Where are you from?"

The maid said arrogantly: "Don't you just talk about Chinese from the Central Plains? You don't understand such a simple truth?"

Hu Xianmei hadn't been choked in person for a long time, and her face froze, and then she said, "Haha, even if it's my sister, it's not. But this road has not been peaceful recently. If you only bring such people, you may not be able to get through." She put her index finger and thumb in her mouth and whistled.

Suddenly, a man in red clothes ran out all over the mountains, not only the mountain roads, but also the mountain was blocked.

The maid's eyes rolled around several times before she said, "Many people."

Hu Xianmei smiled and said, "Not many, no, and there are 666 people standing in front of you. Get a good start."

The maid hesitated and said, "If you are here to welcome our adults, there seems to be a little less."

Hu Xianmei said, "Your Majesty?"

The maid said, "Don't you know that our master is the former Yunnan general, Lord Yan Huiyan?"

A glimmer flashed in Hu Xianmei's eyes and said with a smile: "I have heard of Lord Yan's famous younger sister. But hasn't Lord Yan retired and returned home long ago? It's not that his hometown is in the Western Qiang?"

The maid said: "Although Lord Yan's hometown is not in the Western Qiang, my hometown is in the Western Qiang."

Hu Xianmei smiled and said, "Can you, Lord Yan, still be so arrogant that you are traveling thousands of miles to visit relatives for a little maid?"

The maid laughed for a while before saying, "Maids are divided into many kinds, like me...ah, this kind of maid is of course different from ordinary maids."

Hu Xianmei looked her up and down, her eyes full of disdain, "Your adult taste is really unique."

The maid said, "It's easy to say. I'm going to tell me, can you get out of here?"

Hu Xianmei said: "You said your elder is Yan Shu, what evidence is there?"

"Hmph, what evidence do you need?" The maid paused and said with her hips: "What's the difficulty? Go and call our Central Plains Emperor to come and recognize it, and you will know whether it is true or false."

Hu Xianmei said, "Little girl really likes to joke. Does your adults care about you?"

"Cough cough." Two crisp coughs came from the carriage. After a while, a 50-60-year-old man with a clear appearance slowly walked out. His hair was gray and his every move was elegant. "This young lady is polite. I am so gentle and I have brought my family to visit my relatives. I also asked my lady to do it for convenience."

"Master Yan?" Hu Xianmei's eyes were filled with water, almost overflowing, "Since Brother Yan spoke, how could I not give face? But every place has rules in every place. Recently, the power of the Demon Cult has penetrated the Western Qiang, and my king felt deeply uneasy, so he sent me here to investigate the travelers. (Please remember Book 56.) As the saying goes, the guest will follow the host's will, Brother Yan should also appreciate his face?"

Yan Xiu said: "I wonder how to investigate the law?"

Hu Xianmei gently spit out a word, "Search!"

Yan Xiu and the maid looked at each other. Yan Xiu turned sideways and said, "Please."

The man in red clothes rushed up at Hu Xianmei's suggestion. Yan Xiu, who was standing in the carriage, was almost squeezed and hit. Fortunately, the maid got out of the car first and carried him down.

Hu Xianmei looked at their every move coldly, and was obviously not interested in the search of the man in red.

The maid gently pulled Yan Xiu's sleeve with her hands. Yan Xiu looked eager to speak but stopped.

Hu Xianmei smiled and said, "Brother Yan has anything to say to her younger sister, just say it. I will definitely help you if I can."

Only then did Yan Xiu covertly pull out a letter from his arms, which read the words "The King of the Hunshuns" on it. It was nothing, but there was a small mark on the sealed wax, which looked like a dragon. He waved to Hu Xianmei.

Hu Xianmei hesitated, moved forward, narrowed her eyes, "This is..."

Yan Xiudao: "Actually, this is a secret letter from my emperor to the King of Souls. I didn't want to hand it over, but since the little lady is the King of Souls, there is no misunderstanding. I have to report it to the truth and ask the little lady to do something as convenient as a big flood that rushes the Dragon King Temple."

"I heard Brother Yan's tone, it's not like a general who is marching and fighting, but like a pretty scholar who is... a literary and martial." Hu Xianmei's smile suddenly stopped, "Can you avoid the investigation of the soul king in front of you by this trick?" She lowered her voice and sneered, "I said earlier that barbarians are barbarians, and such incompetent tricks can only deceive them."

Yan Xiu said in disgrace: "What does your little lady mean?"

Hu Xianmei smiled and said, "Brother Yan is really considerate. She is afraid that the people of the Western Qiang can't understand the emperor's seal, so she specially carved a dragon." As she said, her eyes staring at the maid behind him, her eyes shimmering, "You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me, elder." Her last two words were very light, and then her face changed and she shouted, "Take it!"

Yan Xiu was stunned and felt a numbness behind him. He forced himself to turn around. The maid was the one who took action!

The maid's eyes were numb and she stared at Hu Xianmei blankly, like a puppet.

"You..." Yan Xiu fainted before he finished speaking.

The other guards of the convoy suddenly changed, and they were panicked and showed their weapons, but were surrounded by the red-clothed man. The red-clothed man who was originally standing on both sides of the mountain and in front of the road rushed over in an orderly manner, surrounding them.

Hu Xianmei seemed to ignore the changes around her. She moved to the maid with a smile, stretched out her hand to touch her under her belly, and then smiled and said, "It's him."

The man in red clothes stood behind her and asked for instructions.

Hu Xianmei grabbed the guards with her eyes and then smiled and said, "There are many good guys, don't waste it." She shouted to those people, "There is only one way to die. If you obediently obediently, I will be willing to die."

There are two ways to die, and anyone who chooses will choose the one behind.

After being taken back to Hu Xianmei's Xianren Village, more than a dozen guards were isolated immediately. Some were divided into small maids to serve, while others threw them into the room and no one cared about it. But no one cared about it on the surface. If anyone wanted to open the doors and windows and escape, they would naturally jump out.

However, there are exceptions to everything.

As the night gradually deepened, the entire Xianren Village gradually submerged into the darkness, and the lanterns in the corridor could only reflect a small circle around. A figure quickly shuttled across the eaves, peeling off the tiles from time to time, until a house with two cypress trees planted in front of it.

He stopped, listened with his ears for a while, and let out a gust of energy in the distance.

With a puff, the wall shattered.

Then dozens of men in red clothes jumped out of the darkness. The man took the opportunity to slide down the eaves, tiptoed to open the door, and hid in.

There was darkness inside the house.

"Who?" A small piece of wood was handed to his neck.

The man blinked, "Kiss, it's me."

The wood left, and then the lights lit up, reflecting Ji Miaohua's refreshing face. He looked at the wooden strips in Duanmu Huichun's hand and asked in confusion: "What is this?"

Duanmu Huichun casually put the wooden strips on the table, "stool legs."

Ji Miaohua then found a broken stool in the corner of the room. "Kiss..." He looked at his face, which was painted black with ink, and the two beards on his lips, and said proudly, "My disguise skills have indeed improved."

Duanmu Huichun suddenly leaned over and sniffed it hard and said, "What does it smell on you?"

Ji Miaohua said: "They gave me a bath water, and I took a shower."

Duanmu frowned.

Ji Miaohua hurriedly said, "I washed it after I clicked their acupoints. I definitely didn't meet anyone, nor did anyone touch me. Everything about others is exclusively enjoyed by kissing."

Duanmu Huichun said with a serious expression: "Is the color of the water a little yellow?"

Ji Miaohua said: "The lights are dim, and it seems a bit."

Duanmu Huichun said: "Is there a strong fragrance of flowers?"

Ji Miaohua said, "I want to wash it fragrantly, so that my dear will not dislike me." Seeing Duanmu's face becoming increasingly ugly, he pondered: "Has he added aphrodisiac? No wonder I had an impatient urge to see my dear."

Duanmu Huichun sighed and said, "It would be great if it was an aphrodisiac."

Ji Miaohua's face turned green all of a sudden, "Is it a poison?"

Duanmu Huichun shook her head and said, "If I guess correctly, it should be a medicine guide."

Ji Miaohua said blankly: "What kind of medicine is there?"

"Mind-calling technique." Duanmu Huichun explained, "It is the kind of thing that Xiao Deng was bewitched today."

Ji Miaohua suddenly said, "No wonder Xiao Deng actually attacked Xiao Yan!"

Duanmu Huichun said: "I wonder what the origin of that Hu Xianmei is and what is its relationship with the Lan Yan Alliance?"

Ji Miaohua said: "She has been in the Western Qiang for more than ten years and has an affair with the leader of the Red Sect. She is currently the second place in the Red Sect."

Duanmu Huichun said: "For more than ten years, it may be related to Senior Ji Wuchang."

"Isn't kissing Ji Wuchang's disciple? Should it be able to solve it?" He looked at him expectantly.

Duanmu Huichun said: "It's possible, but..."

Ji Miaohua said: "But?"

Duanmu Huichun spread his hands and said, "It is hard to cook without rice."

Ji Miaohua said, "What do you want, just say it with your kiss."

Duanmu returns to the spring and reports a long list of medicine names.

Ji Miaohua was silent for a while and said, "Maybe, Hu Xianmei has an antidote."

Duanmu Huichun said: "In fact, this method will not be too severe for the medicine, and there is another way to solve it."

Ji Miaohua hurriedly asked, "What is the solution?"

"Hold on."

“…What if I can’t help it?”

Duanmu Huichun said: "The technique of mind-catching is just a trick of bewitching. If the object of the art is determined, then the person who casts the art has no choice but to use it."

Ji Miaohua said: "Then I can only hope, he should not use kisses to deceive me."

"What?"

Ji Miaohua shaved his face with a smile and said, "If I kiss you, I can't extricate myself without any effort to concentrate."

"We'll think about how to rescue Xiao Deng Xiaoyan and the others." Duanmu Huichun said, "They have many people and many powers. We cannot compete with each other, so we can only take advantage of our wisdom. However, Hu Xianmei seems to regard them as you and me, which makes it easier for us to act."

Ji Miaohua smiled and said, "I used to secretly teach Xiao Deng to answer in a way that condensed sound into lines. Unfortunately, he couldn't play my essence. Some of me, um, were all omitted by him. Alas, this is just that it's hard to draw bones when drawing tigers and skins."

There was a sudden frequent sound of wind breaking outside.

"Little girl. (Please remember to read)" Hu Xianmei stood up from the trolley. When she sat, she felt her legs long. When she stood up, she felt tall, no less than the tallest man in red clothes.
To be continued...