Ye Qingluo: "..."
She glanced sideways at the two women with distorted faces on both sides.
The corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.
how does she feel...
This group of people has a sense of déjà vu of cult fans
One by one, I'm afraid their brains have been brainwashed by Xiaofeng, right
It seems that she has to investigate carefully, what is the origin of this little wind.
Ye Qingluo didn't have much interest in getting entangled with these common people.
She was about to make a move to shake off the two women who were hugging her tightly.
At the gate, a loud and deep voice suddenly came: "What are you all arguing about?! Are you living too comfortably and you can't sit still?!"
This voice sounded.
The noisy people around fell silent.
Each of them shrunk their necks, even breathing became more cautious.
Even the strength of the hands of the two women clasping Ye Qingluo's limbs became weaker.
At the gate of the mansion, a tall and burly figure walked in.
Behind him, there were four majestic soldiers in armor and holding spears.
These five people just stepped into the mansion.
The surrounding people all showed expressions of joy and gratitude.
"General, why are you here in person?"
After the crowd, Xiaofeng's sharp voice came.
She walked over the crowd slowly.
Wearing a black robe and black gauze, as she walked, it was extremely elegant, like black smoke, lingering around her body.
The leader is the general.
When the general saw Xiaofeng, the majestic expression on his face softened a bit: "Miss Xiaofeng, I have really worked hard for you recently."
"Xiaofeng is not hard." Xiaofeng said with a slight smile, "It should be you who are fighting on the front line."
The general also laughed a few times.
Xiaofeng's eyes drifted to the back of the general: "I heard that the general just finished a battle yesterday and successfully wiped out the birds and beasts. I don't know if there is anything that needs my help. ?”
Generally speaking.
The general or his soldiers come over.
Or come to deliver supplies.
Or come over and invite Miss Xiaofeng to see the wounded soldiers.
The general waved his hand: "Thank you, Miss Xiaofeng, for your concern. The soldiers are fine. It's enough for Miss Xiaofeng to take good care of these people."
Xiaofeng was obviously taken aback.
Under the black veil, a pair of black eyes flashed brightly.
After hesitating for a while, he nodded slowly: "It's fine."
"Huh... I didn't come to find Miss Xiaofeng to treat the soldiers, so why did the general come here in person?" The common people asked suspiciously.
The general laughed a few times: "I'm here to pick up people..."
Before he finished speaking, the general's eyes fell on Mrs. Yang who was still lying on the ground, looking up at the general in a very funny posture.
The general couldn't help laughing: "Mrs. Yang, what's going on with you?"
Mrs. Yang often helps the soldiers distribute some supplies in the safe zone, and she is also a person who can speak a few words with the soldiers.
Hear the General's question.
Mrs. Yang rolled her eyes, and glared viciously at Ye Qingluo, who was held by the woman behind the crowd.
Immediately, he slapped his thigh violently and started crying.
"General, you have to make the decision for me... I am a big old man, and I take care of everyone in this safe zone every day. I just want to help you share some things, but... But, I didn't expect today The new girl just looks down on me as an old woman, my life is so miserable..."