A group of soldiers marching past the prisoner cart in orderly footsteps, not noticing the black ink-stained eyes of the woman inside.The night had fallen silent, and everything around the tent had fallen silent, except for the faint sound of the guards on duty.Feng Qingcheng, who was in the prisoner car, sat up quietly, and after his vigilant eyes swept around, he got up and grabbed the copper lock on the prisoner car.After a slight look at the keyhole, Feng Chengcheng raised his hand and took off an earring, straightened the silver wire that pierced the ear, and threw it into the keyhole.Although she didn't know why she knew why she could pick the lock, some things were like the innate instincts of eating and sleeping, and she vaguely knew what kind of skills she had.Following the feeling, she found the lock spring, and with a "click", opened the copper lock.On the corner of her lips, a chuckle appeared, she was waiting for this opportunity.In her plan, instead of walking on the grassland with no edge in sight, it is better to follow them to this densely populated place and leave.It's better to find something to eat here than to be in a place where birds don't.It's just that just as she raised her hand to remove the copper lock, she suddenly heard the sound of her clothes breaking through the air.In such a place, for a period of time, with such a voice, I am afraid that it will definitely not be a good thing.Feng Qingcheng's hand holding the copper lock couldn't help but be a little entangled, if she left at this time, because of the relationship between this night walker, I was afraid that she would be discovered soon.But if you don't leave, after tonight's play, you will inevitably strengthen your precautions in the future, and if you want to leave when the time comes, I'm afraid it will take more trouble.At this point, she could only pray that the night walkers were walking through the place, not coming at them.It's just that this prayer has not been repeated in my heart, and the voice of my clothes has clearly fallen not far from me.Feng Tingcheng wailed in his heart, but he could only carefully hang the copper lock, but did not lock it, and quickly lay down in the prisoner car, pretending not to know.Not long after she lay down, a slight muffled grunt sounded in her ears, thinking that someone had been killed.With the muffled snorting sound one after another, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but curse in his heart.Is this bullshit just a pig?
This has been slashed to the doorstep, and he still sleeps so soundly.The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond, and there were no eggs under the nest.If something happens to this Mo Zhi, she is afraid that it will be difficult for her to protect herself as a prisoner.With a faint sigh, she silently leaned over, reached out of the cage, took a stone, and the strong wind shot at a black horse in the distance.A "poof" carried a mournful neighing of the horses, and the sound of commotion suddenly came from around the camp.With the shout of "there are assassins", the whole camp can be regarded as a complete commotion.Feng Chengcheng is still lying in the prison car, what she can do has been done, and the rest depends on their own ability.It's just that she wants to rest, but the sound of the gradual fight doesn't make her so wishy-washy, and in the screams, she can only get up and sit, helplessly looking around her.Patches of fire lit up in the tent, the sound of fighting was endless, and the smell of blood spread in the air, wantonly eroding all the senses of Feng Tilt City.() Supreme Mad Concubine: The fifth lady of the ghost doctor