Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 135 – It seems like an old friend is coming
Without hesitation, she took off the only thicker cotton robe on her body, covered him, and rubbed her icy cold hands until they turned slightly red and dispelled the cold air, then bowed her waist He held him in his arms.

The rustling snowflakes raged again, and occasionally mischievous snow particles fell on Sikong Que's cheeks, and she had to take the trouble to gently brush them away again and again, and once again bent her low waist a little bit, like a handful of oiled paper Like an umbrella, it shields him from the snowstorm.

"The Holy Order of the National Teacher, whoever sees the man and woman in the portrait and provides valuable clues, will be rewarded with ten thousand gold."

At this time, a group of Yan Jun among the refugees was holding two portraits, checking and comparing all suspicious men and women who were slightly younger.

At this time, the man who served Li Qingmei's minced meat came to the portrait curiously, and recognized the woman in the portrait at a glance, because the woman's appearance is really unforgettable. On her right cheek is a Big ugly slave character.

"Master, please report! This couple is right there!"

He turned around and pointed directly at the boulder behind him, and took a closer look to see where the figure of the man and woman could still be seen.

"Snapped!"

A savage riding whip made his eyes stare.

"Where is it! If you dare to obstruct official duties, you will suffer!"

He covered his face in horror and wailed, screaming for injustice.

"Master Jun, that woman killed my elder brother, and everyone knows who turned into ashes! I will take you to find..."

In Dazhou County, the largest city in the southeast of Yan Kingdom, a middle-aged doctor with a few pieces of dog skin plaster on his face is squatting directly opposite to the Xuanji Pavilion branch in Dazhou, holding a medicine streamer.

This quack doctor was Li Qingmei who was disguised, looking helplessly at the probing figures around Xuanji Pavilion, she knew that her way of seeking help from Xuanji Pavilion was completely impossible.

Huyan Wuji expected that she would definitely seek help from classmate Wuji, and set up a net in Tao Zhuzhuang, Xuanji Pavilion, and Lanshan Tower, waiting for the two of them to throw themselves into the net.

And the Wutuo branch in Dazhou County was directly sealed up by Huyan Wuju on trumped-up charges.

For the past few days, the husband and wife could only temporarily live in the ruined temple in the west of the city. Sikong Que's wound was inflamed due to the days of travelling, and he had a low-grade fever.

She had to find a way to gather money as quickly as possible to buy some anti-inflammatory and nourishing medicines.

At this time, she was already at the end of her life, her valuables were already gone, and the two of them had already lost everything.

She walked forward with a heavy heart, thinking about how to earn silver taels the fastest.

"Have you heard that the old lady of Tomorrow County Sheriff celebrates her [-]th birthday, and Furenzhai paid a lot of money to buy the Longevity Picture. Oh, I regret it to death. If I had known that the Longevity Picture that I tore from the wind last year would be Don’t sell so fast, one hundred gold, it’s a big loss, I only sold ten gold at that time.”

Hearing the chatter of the two men in front of him, Li Qingmei's eyes lit up, and he immediately took it to heart.

In the prefect's mansion decorated with lanterns and festoons, Na Xin, a 55-year-old prefect with a short, fat body, smiled from ear to ear as he faced the mountain of congratulatory gifts.

"Ma'am, come and take a look, this Longevity Picture is really amazing, the longevity character on it is three-dimensional, as if it can fly in front of you! It's really a rare treasure~"

"Oh?!"

A coquettish and flamboyant woman lifted the bead curtain, walked to his side, held the Longevity Picture in her hand, and after looking at it carefully for a long time, she suddenly sneered.

"Hehehe, it is indeed a rare thing~"

This woman was Feng Lin who had been missing for a long time. She fled all the way to Dayan with her treasures, but she was used to golden branches and jade leaves, rich clothes and fine food, because she didn't know how to save money and quickly squandered the stolen gold and silver.

When she was at the end of the road, her only capital was her beautiful skin, and she had no choice but to commit herself to a brothel in the end.

(End of this chapter)