Chapter 1185: The cute little general of the "Oiran" (70)
Humph, I’ve only known each other for a few days now, and even the reprimands are not bad at all! ...
Where can he put the face of the emperor!
However, the two people he secretly slandered did not notice his aggrieved face at all.
Seeing more and more Taiwei's Mansion and Bei Hutong Party rushing to support (zhao) below, Feng Lan raised her delicate brow slightly triumphantly.
Immediately squeezed the soft dumpling face of the little guy in her arms, crawled around her ears, and said softly to her: "Xing'er, call Da Hui back to see how many comrades gather below."
"Good"
Xiang Xing nodded his head.
"...Dai Hui shouldn't be nearby, right? Da Shi, how do you recall it? Wouldn't the whistle be alarming..."
Situ Ling turned into a curious baby and asked frantically.
But only saw the little guy pursed his pink lips, and then quickly raised his hand again, as if throwing something in the sky.
But for a moment, he directly heard the sound of Big Ash flapping its wings, quickly coming from far and near.
In the next second, Situ Ling only felt his head sink, and two big bird claws clung to his hair crown like this.
"..."
Situ Ling looked depressed.
Now even Da Hui dare to step on his head...
But I want to think so, he is the king of a country, but he can't care about anything with a bird, so he can only babble in his heart.
[Duck, you just behave, just croak a few times, just as if we were communicating in bird language]
While reminding the ducks, Xiang Xing opened the GPS map by himself, and counted all the blue dots representing Taiwei Mansion and Beihu people.
[...]
Ya Yaying glanced at her helplessly.
It can only cooperate with the little guy's deliberate gestures and croaking.
"Well……"
After "communication" with one person and one eagle for a while, Xiang Xing tilted his head and reported to Feng Lan.
"Brother Fenglan, about 80% of their accomplices have rushed over, and the rest are Bei Hu Yinwei who has been aware of the movement, but is inexplicably impatient."
"...It seems that Beihu and Taiwei are not very close."
Feng Lan's eyes flickered slightly, and she shook her head with a chuckle.
The interaction between the two made Situ Ling look amazing.
"Daxing, I don't even know that you are communicating with Dahui in this way!!"
He also thought that Da Hui would deliver letters on weekdays, or exist as a big star playmate...
But here comes the question, why does Feng Lan look like he has known it a long time ago! !
Daxing, you see Lu Wangyou Ping!
"Well... the people in Beihu don't care anymore. There is a puppy here and the bun shop, so I hooked it up."
Feng Lan pondered for a while, then smiled lowly, and took out a small bamboo tube from his sleeve.
Immediately hand it to Situ Ling, "Holy Lord, please send the signal and close the net."
"okay!"
Situ Ling took the small bamboo tube nervously.
He took a deep breath, as if he was about to put a seal on something important in the country, facing the air, he carefully tore off the string at the end of the small bamboo tube.
With a "bang", a group of small sparks with a tail of colored light flashed straight into the sky from the bamboo tube and exploded into a gorgeous and strange fire tree silver flower.
Such a movement finally shocked the buns underneath, and couldn't help but look up suddenly.
"...It turned out to be Feng Xiangling!"
He took a breath in astonishment, and his heart sank suddenly.
Many things suddenly became clear.
It really is a trap!