Chapter 474: Fengjia, the sea of flowers in the mountains has no way

474 knots 474 Feng family, the sea of ​​flowers in the mountains has no way
"They'll be fine." Su Qiqi squeezed these two words out of his teeth.
She told herself that Mo Wenchen would be okay, definitely not.
They finally understood why the news came and went here.
"What shall we do next?" Hua Chi asked hesitantly, looking at the dazzling flowers around.
These flowers are so beautiful that they are so beautiful that they make people linger, but this is the most beautiful thing and the most poisonous thing.
The reason why these flowers are so glamorous and undefeated is that the dead are making fertilizer under their feet.
Over the years, I don't know how many people have died here.
"People in this town must have an antidote against these flowers." Su Qiqi looked again at the town below the mountain: "There is no way, we can only gamble."
"Look in the town?" Hua Chi paused for a moment. "This is a good way, but outsiders are not welcome here. It is more difficult for them to come up with antidote."
"There will always be a way." Su Qiqi squinted his eyes, his eyes cold.
Even if it was the sword, the sea, she would have to find Mo Wenchen.
To see people live, to see dead bodies.
"Okay." Hua Chi also had no better way, so he agreed with Su Qiqi's proposal, looking at Qiao Shan and Bai Shaozi: "You must not reveal your identity."
"I ..." Bai Shaozi also thought that he was Feng Su's son.
He is still too young to think clearly about many issues.
Even less concerned.
"The Feng family will not let us go." Su Qiqi shook his head and motioned to Bai Shaozi to stop talking.
Mo Wenchen has already suffered a big loss. They can't repeat the mistake again, they must be careful.
Although Bai Shaozi couldn't figure it out, but also understood the reason for his father, he looked at Qiao Shan again and frowned fiercely. He really wanted to ask where the mother was.
Think about it or forget it.
His father didn't know what he was thinking about.
A few people dressed up a little, then went down again, and let the coachman leave the carriage.
This is not a place to stay.
The town is not big, but it looks like folk customs.
This made Su Qiqi somewhat surprised.
"The Feng family is here like a king." Hua Chi said as he introduced to Su Qiqi: "They will not appear on the street, so if you want to find the Feng family, you have to run at night, or think Other methods. "
"I don't know how Mo Wenchen contacted Feng's family at the beginning." Su Qiqi's face was not good-looking. Now she was thinking about Mo Wenchen as crazy.
Almost out of bounds.
If Mo Wenchen really has three strengths and two weaknesses, she must let the entire Feng family bury her.
Never show mercy
"Yi Mowenchen's cleverness may not have contacted the Feng family. All this is what Qiaoshan did." Hua Chi shook his head. Su Qiqi was clever. .
He didn't really believe that Mo Wenchen would have an accident.
It's just that the contact was lost.
"This is hard to say." Su Qiqi knew that Mo Wenchen was not a fuel-saving lamp, but she had disappeared for so long, and she was not a drug-free body. Could she not worry her?
Hua Chi smiled, but stared at the situation on the street from time to time. People came and went, and no one noticed a few of them.
"We have to find an inn." Su Qiqi looked forward and frowned, the conditions here were not good, it can be said, very poor.
"There is no inn here." Hua Chi smiled helplessly again: "Because foreigners are not welcome here."
"Really ..." Su Qiqi was speechless. It seems that a few of them will struggle for the next days: "In this way, we must find an anti-drug as soon as possible."
"If they can live without going up the mountain, or they don't even have antidote." Hua Chi didn't think it was easy. On the contrary, he felt that the trip must be difficult.
"No ..." Su Qiqi's heart sank a little. She was afraid of it, but didn't want to face it.
I really don't know what happened after Mo Wenchen and his party arrived here.
Such a place is indeed a headache.
"We broke into the Feng family tonight, and this place is dominated by the Feng family. They will have a solution." Su Qiqi suddenly made up his mind and said in general.
Now that we're here, we need to do something.
Must not be scared back.
It doesn't matter if there is no inn, they live to Feng's house tonight.
Their goal is the Feng family.
"A lot of people must have been here these days." Then Hua Chi frowned, and said thoughtfully, "Otherwise, people in this town wouldn't be used to it."
"They do look a little numb." Su Qiqi also carefully looked at the flow of people in the past, in fact, Su Qiqi and his party were out of place.
But no one would look at them more.
"The Feng family intends to go out of the mountain, and it must have attracted many people." Hua Chi squeezed the fan tightly in his hands, and the book was full of life, but his eyes were full of anger.
"Someone is staring at us over there." Su Qiqi raised his eyebrows calmly, pinching Hua Chi's shirt: "Don't look."
"Well." Hua Chi's Dementia can control everyone, regardless of whether they look or not.
So, as long as it is determined that the person has a problem, they may have hope.
"Come along with us." Su Qiqi's Xiu Wei is far above Hua Chi, so you don't need to go to see it, you can feel that someone is staring at himself.
"It's better to be from the Feng family." Hua Chi smiled coldly, and the cold air hood was all around him.
However, Su Qiqi did not notice the change of Hua Chi.
It was just watching the man with force.
Then, the group of five of them walked slowly towards an alley, as if they were all savage sons and young ladies.
And now Su Qiqi is still pulling Hua Chi's clothes. In the eyes of outsiders, the two have a close relationship.
The three Bai Shaozi served as followers.
This is also a good way to hide your ears.
"Come here." Su Qiqi said coldly, and his eyes were murderous. It seems that they have been eyeed for a long time.
Hua Chi "snapped" the folding fan in his hand, swayed forward, and walked forward in a chic manner. He also held Su Qiqi's hand back softly and tightly. . "
"..." Su Qiqi did not answer. She knew that the visitor was not good, and she was unwilling and could not help it.
"The flowers on this mountain are beautiful." Then Hua Chi said with a smile, her face was harmless.
"Indeed, when we go back, we will pick up some rare ones to give back to our mother." Su Qiqi can only act with Hua Chi.
She also understood what Hua Chi said.
It depends on what the secret person is doing.
If they have no fear, they think they will cause death if they pick flowers, and they should not do it here.
But it's just guessing.
Or the opponent is a very conservative opponent, they would rather kill a thousand by mistake without missing one.
"It's just that there is no inn here. We can't rush back to Bai's house tonight." Hua Chi was really bad, too bad.
"Otherwise, rush back to Wanjia." There is no worst, only worse, Su Qiqi directly brought the misfortune to Wanjia.
At the back, Bai Shaozi smiled and shook his head. His master was so humorous.
So much more deliberate.
His sister is really not an opponent.
He just sighed. He had no affection for Bai Jin for his brother and sister. If it wasn't for his own blood ring, the Bai family would have unloaded eight pieces and thrown fish into the sea.
Sure enough, Su Qiqi felt that the people behind were lagging behind, and seemed to be hesitant to follow up.
"The road back to Wanjia is not too close. We can get out of this small town, not to mention going back to the mountain and picking some flowers back." Hua Chi said tenderly like water while looking back at the affectionate section. .
At this moment, he wished everything was true.
Su Qiqi can replace Thunderstorm, he can replace Mo Wenchen!
All his life is worth it.
"What should I do?" Su Qiqi looks like a small family, rubbing his forehead, seems to be tangled, while taking care of the two people behind him with the light of his eyes.
The two men seemed to be discussing something, some distance away, could not hear.
After a while, one of them left, leaving the remaining one behind. . . . . . .