Miss arrogant straw bag

Chapter 1467
Rong Linxiao is definitely this kind of arrogant guy who has absolute confidence in himself, so confident that he is conceited.

So what if you know?
He won't take care of it.

On the contrary, there will be a feeling that if you love to monitor, you can monitor him, and what can be done to him.

This is what Wu Sibin knew about Rong Linxiao, so he dared to be so unscrupulous.

"Okay, let's go down, everything is going according to the plan." Wu Sibin waved his hand and told his subordinates to go down.

After his subordinates went down, Wu Sibin smiled coldly.

Does Rong Linxiao think everything is in his plan?

It's really too ridiculous, he wants to see how earth-shaking changes have taken place in the border town after Wu Siyuan's decree is delivered, what expression will Lin Xiao Rong have?
After this incident, the power he wanted is in his hands, let's see what other people have to worry about.

It should be his, no one can take it away!

night is long...

For Wu Sibin, the next day will be his decisive battle on the road to victory, but for Wei Zeqing, who was captured by the tribe outside the Great Wall, it will be a terrifying night.

Wei Zeqing was imprisoned in an extremely simple cabin. This wooden cabin had been abandoned for an unknown amount of time, and it was ventilated everywhere.

In this kind of winter, it is almost no different from being outside, the cold wind keeps pouring in along those gaps.

Even though Wei Zeqing was wearing winter clothes, it was enough for him on such a winter night without charcoal fire.

What's more, he has been here for more than a day or two, and he has long been dazed from the cold.

Wei Zeqing huddled in a corner shivering, feeling that he was extremely cold today.The dazed Wei Zeqing realized a problem, he seemed to have caught a cold.

Opening his eyes with difficulty, the surroundings were still pitch black, he moved his lips, and made a hoarse voice.

He already tried his best to scream, but he couldn't hear much movement himself.

He is very sick.

Wei Zeqing wisely chose to keep his mouth shut. Even if he yelled loudly now, it is estimated that those people from the tribe would not come over.

They've kept him here for a long time, and they won't come here except for three meals a day.

He can only wait until dawn, when they deliver breakfast, that he will have a chance to ask them to help him see the doctor.

Even though Wei Zeqing is sick now, his mind is not confused. He knows that these people haven't killed him for so many days, which shows that he is still useful.

I just don't know how the Zhexi people are talking with Zixu. Anyway, his mother will not let him be killed by these tribesmen, and will definitely rescue him.

While Wei Zeqing was thinking wildly, time slowly passed, and light gradually penetrated into the gaps in the wooden house.

The dazed Wei Zeqing was shaken and stared at the sky outside.

If he could take the medicine quickly, his condition would be relieved, and he didn't want to die here.

Familiar footsteps came from outside the wooden house, Wei Zeqing hurriedly sat up straight, staring at the wooden door with hope.

The familiar sound of unlocking the lock sounds so pleasant at this moment.

"I'm sick...need to see a doctor..." Wei Zeqing's hoarse voice tried to express his most direct needs at the same time as someone came in.

The visitor frowned, walked over with big strides, and looked down at Wei Zeqing whose hands and feet were bound.

(End of this chapter)