Dressed as the palm of the nemesis prince

Chapter 387

"My lord, this is the last batch of supplies we left behind in the capital." Kurten handed the list to the old musician with a trace of respect in his tone.

The old musician nodded, took the list casually, and observed it carefully.

Lin Chuchu watched the two people's actions from the side, and couldn't help being secretly surprised. It turned out that Kuerten knew the identity of the old musician a long time ago, and all of this was a well-designed premeditation.

At this time, they were huddled in the cave deep in the mountain. Since the conversation that night, Kuerten did not deliberately look for Lin Chuchu's troubles. Lin Chuchu didn't have any spiritual oppression other than eating and sleeping in the open. She had more Time to think about how to escape.

But for some reason, he didn't want to leave that much at this time. She wanted to get Kurten's motivation for infiltrating the capital and the list of support personnel, and tried to catch them all.

"What's the matter, little girl?" Just as Lin Chuchu was deep in thought, the old musician walked up to Lin Chuchu, looking at his empty eyes and couldn't help asking.

"I'm thinking about something." Lin Chuchubai's old musician glanced at him.

"Thinking about things? Now that you are a prisoner, what else is there to think about?" The old musician couldn't help laughing. This weird girl is indeed different from ordinary women. After being captured, she didn't turn pale with fright. Instead, she confronted them tit for tat, as if she was certain that they would not touch her for the time being.

"There is a way to do feng shui in turn. The current prisoners may not be the ones who will control your life and death in the future." Lin Chuchu looked like a rascal.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to decide our life or death." The old musician twirled his beard and nodded with a smile.

"Anyway, you shouldn't let the people of Liming suffer because of personal enmity." Regarding the placement of gunpowder raw materials in the capital, Lin Chuchu thought they had gone too far.

"Those who achieve great things don't care about small details, let alone a few lives." The old musician said disapprovingly.

"But old man, don't forget the truth that water can carry a boat and overturn it." Lin Chuchu reminded, in other words, the reason for the fall of the previous dynasty has a lot to do with the mentality of the authorities.

"Hmph, you little girl, what do you know?" The old musician stopped chatting and got up and left the cave. In fact, this old musician felt a little bit unbearable about the placement of gunpowder in the capital, but she couldn't show it in front of Lin Chuchu.

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"Master, it's been three days, you can't do this." Looking at Gu Yijin's exhausted and red eyes, Ah Hang stepped forward to dissuade him with distress.

They had advanced tens of miles in the dense forest. If Lin Chuchu was there, the intermediate level should have been found by them long ago, but Lin Chuchu and Kuerten disappeared in the swamp as if they had evaporated from the world.

He couldn't imagine what would happen to his master if Lin Chuchu was killed.

As a single dog, he couldn't understand this feeling of deep love and unity between husband and wife.But he knows that if this continues, the whole person will be useless. He doesn't eat, drink or sleep, and he takes his body seriously. If this continues, no matter how good his body is, it will be ruined.

"No, I'm not tired!"

Gu Yijin didn't listen to him at all, but just searched forward blindly, stabbing the surrounding weeds with the sword in his hand, not wanting to miss any clues.

"Report!"

Not far away, the messenger soldier got off his horse and trotted towards Gu Yijin.

(End of this chapter)