Ye Qing Luo, "….."
She glanced sideways, squinting at the two ladies whose faces were distorted.
The corners of her lips unconsciously twitched twice.
Why did she feel …..
This group of people, had a sense of deja vu of the cult's braindead fans?
All of them, their brains had probably been brainwashed by Little Feng?
Looked like, she had to investigate this Little Feng, what was her background.
Ye Qing Luo had no mood to tangle with this group of commoners.
She was about to take action, to shake off the two ladies who were hugging her tightly.
At the main door, a loud and deep voice was suddenly heard, "What are all of you arguing about?! Is it because the days are too comfortable, and you can't stay idle anymore?! "
This voice rang.
The surrounding commoners, suddenly went silent.
Each of them shrunk their necks, and even their breathing became cautious.
Even the two ladies who were holding Ye Qing Luo's limbs, had their strength reduced.
At the main door of the mansion, a tall and burly figure walked in.
Behind him, there were four dignified soldiers dressed in armour, holding long spears.
These five people, had just stepped into the mansion.
The surrounding commoners, all revealed a joyful and grateful expression.
"Grand General, why did you come personally?"
Behind the crowd, Little Feng's slightly sharp voice was heard.
She passed through the crowd, and walked over slowly.
A black robe, black muslin, as she walked, it was extremely elegant, like a black smoke, lingering around her.
The leader, was the Grand General.
When the Grand General saw Little Feng, the dignified expression on his face, softened, "Miss Little Feng, it's been hard on you recently."
"It's not hard on Little Feng." Little Feng smiled slightly, "It's hard on you, who are fighting in the front line."
The Grand General also laughed a few times.
Little Feng's vision, floated behind the Grand General, "I heard that the Grand General had just finished a battle yesterday, and successfully destroyed the birds and beasts, as well as that army sent by the Secluded Palace, I wonder if there's anything, that requires my help?"
Generally.
The Grand General or his subordinates came over.
Or they came over to send supplies.
Or they came over to invite Miss Little Feng, to treat the injured soldiers.
The Grand General waved his hand, "Thank you Miss Little Feng for your concern, the soldiers are not in any serious trouble, Miss Little Feng just needs to take good care of these commoners, that's enough."
Xiaofeng was obviously stunned.
Beneath the black veil, a pair of black eyes flickered with a bright light.
After hesitating for a while, he slowly nodded his head. "It's good that you're fine."
"Eh … If he's not here to look for Miss Xiaofeng to treat the soldiers, then why did the general come here personally?" The commoner asked in confusion.
The general laughed. "I'm here to pick someone up …"
Before he could finish speaking, the general's gaze fell on Senior Maid Yang, who was still lying on the ground in an extremely comical position, looking up at the general.
The general couldn't help but laugh, "Old Maid Yang, what's going on with you?"
Old Madam Yang often helped the soldiers in the safe zone and distributed some resources. She was also someone who had a few words with the soldiers.
Hearing the Great General's question.
Matron Yang's eyeballs rolled around as she fiercely shot a stare towards the direction of Ye Qing Luo who was being held down by the lady behind the crowd.
Then, he slapped his thigh and started bawling.
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