Chapter 402: Ambush

But even with this, Meng Li asked again, who sent him?
He talked about the move, trembling in his leg, just said: "Yes, the master sent me..."
the host?
The two looked at each other, not knowing who the master was in his mouth.
An Rushuang asked, "Who is your master?"
The killer shook his head like a rattle, and said, "I don't know... we have never seen it before. We all directly... take the task directly."
"it is true?"
An Rushuang took out a knife from nowhere, and weighed it in his hand.
"Yes, it's true, grandma, please give me a good time!"
An Rushuang frowned, feeling quite boring in her heart, and said hello to Meng Li and walked out of the torture room. Although it was shady, there was a smell of blood, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
She has an appetite now.
Not long after, Meng Li also left here, and found An Rushuang, sitting directly beside her, enjoying the ice tray beside her.
An Rushuang suddenly asked him: "Do you have any doubts?"
Meng Li chuckled lightly, raised his eyes to look at her, and slowly said, "There are too many people who want to kill me. I can't doubt it."
An Rushuang nodded in sympathy, just now she wondered who had the motive to kill Meng Li.
This thought, but it was terrible, let's talk about the straightforward grievances, Meng Li slaughtered the barbarians' tribe, and naturally he would be hated by the barbarians.
There was also the fake general. Although he didn't know who it was, he escaped. He didn't know where he was at this time, and he hated Meng Li in every possible way.
Next is the current Shengdu, Zhu Han will not let this person hold the military power for too long.
Thinking about it this way, Meng Li was dead.
So many people are staring at the murderous god, playing in ambush every day, really tired.
An Rushuang sighed for a long time, gave Meng Li a sad look, and said, "I think you still don't want to go out in the future."
Meng Li snorted: "How can I be frightened by these young people? Besides..."
He licked his face and approached An Rushuang, holding An Rushuang's shoulder with one hand, and chuckled, "Besides, don't I have a wife?"
An Rushuang moved aside, almost falling back with anger, touching his eyebrows with one hand, making a teapot-like roar on his hips.
"Everyone is a wife who relies on her husband. It's better for you to think about the cheapness of this girl!"
Meng Li raised his eyes to look at her innocently, the expression on his face was not stretched, but he laughed out loud.
"Well, well, I will let you take advantage of it once, how about?"
An Rushuang looked at him defensively with her stomach in her arms, and snorted coldly, "Who wants to take advantage of you!"
Meng Li didn't reply any more, just shook his fingers, not knowing what he was thinking about, after a while, he raised his head to look at Xiang An Rushuang.
"If I remember well, this girl has saved me three times, right?"
"So what?"
An Rushuang took another step back vigilantly, but Meng Li stretched out his hand and threw an ice fruit directly into his mouth, feeling very comfortable.
"My father always teaches me that I will receive the drips and repay me when the spring is springing up. However, if I don't want to repay my life-saving grace, I can only ask the girl to allow me to accept it."
With that said, he stood opposite An Rushuang and slowly bent down.
But when he got up again, there was no one in front of him. He looked at the empty room and slowly raised his lips.
An Rushuang has scolded herself more than once, and she has picked up her baby. What's so shy!
Even if she doesn't agree, she doesn't have to run... But for her legs, she just doesn't let her behave!
She was sitting in the backyard pavilion, trying to slap these two unwilling legs and feet, but found reluctantly that her body was so clumsy that she couldn't even lift her legs.
This is really sad.
While pitying herself, she suddenly heard a rush of footsteps.
She stood up, looked through the layers of flowers and trees outside, and saw Zhu Xianxian walking ahead with an unconcealable anger on her face. Her eyes were reddish, as if she had cried.
And behind Zhu Xianxian, followed by a tall man, his eyes were not red, but there was a slap mark on his face, which was really eye-catching.
Also An Rushuang's acquaintance-Du Yong, Du Xiaojiang is also.
However, they said that these two people were hurriedly approaching the pavilion. An Rushuang looked at these two people, and she figured out some clues in her heart and found a tall flower tree to hide.
Fortunately, everyone was taking a nap at this time, and there was no maid passing by here.
But he said that Zhu Xianxian cried all the way, with endless grievances on his face, while Du Yong's head was drooping, as if he had done something wrong.
What is the matter with these two people?
"Wish girl, what do you want?"
Du Yong paused, the soft armor on his chest undulated, obviously taking a lot of roads.
Zhu Xianxian was also stuck in his feet, turned his head and slapped him out, but this time he was directly grabbed by Du Yong's wrist.
"Want to ask what kind of person you want, should it be me?!"
Zhu Xianxian looked at Du Yong with red eyes and sneered: "Don't you want to kill me? Come on!"
An Rushuang hiding behind the flower tree:...
What are these two doing?
"You misunderstood, I didn't know it was you..."
Du Yong panted, and slowly said: "I know that I may have something wrong, but that is all about it. I don't care at all now. Please trust me and don't tell the general."
He didn't want Meng Li to know these things.
Zhu Xianxian was holding one arm by him, but still persevering, and swiped it with the other arm. This time Du Yong was caught off guard, and there was another slap mark on the other side.
About the idea of ​​holding more lice, Du Yong directly let go of Zhu Xianxian's hands and stood straight in front of her: "You fight, you can fight as many times as you want, if I fight back , I am not a man!"
Zhu Xianxian slapped this small body, and then slapped it again!
This Du Yong really counts his words, and doesn't move him at all.
On the contrary, Zhu Xianxian, the more he hit people, the whiter his face, and after a while, a small face turned red again.
It didn't take long for his men to become lighter.
Du Yong thought she was forgiving herself, and looked at Zhu Xianxian with a bit of joy in her heart.
However, Zhu Xianxian closed his eyes and fell straight back!
"Slim!"
Du Yong's face also turned pale.
An Rushuang saw that at this time, he would lose his humanity if he didn't come out, and hugged his belly quickly, pretending to be hit by mistake: "What's the matter?"
Du Yong saw An Rushuang. Somehow, his face became more ugly, but he still said a few words about the matter just now-skipping the link where Zhu Xianxian beat him.
An Rushuang diagnosed her pulse and silently admired Zhu Xianxian.
This is really an ancestor, and he can faint with anger when he hits others!