Just as Leng Su sighed, a girl wearing a coarse linen and a dirty linen strap tied to her forehead rushed in.

"Bang."

"Clang."

The door was pushed open, the door was broken, and it fell to the ground, becoming shattered.

Leng Su: "..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Leng Su subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Suddenly there is nothing to say?

She suddenly felt a little lucky that every dynasty had its own luck and longevity.

Otherwise, with the original identity of the original owner and Jiang Feng, she felt that the Great Xia Dynasty might be destroyed by this halo of unluckyness.

Seeing Leng Su silent, the girl in front of her quickly admitted her mistake and told Rao: "Master, I didn't mean it."

"It's okay." Leng Su calmed down for a while, then silently raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him and said.

"But is there anything wrong with you in such a hurry?" Leng Su asked.

After she mentioned this, the girl seemed to remember something and hurriedly said, "Master, someone trespassed into Fenghuo Mountain and fell into the trap where we dug to catch wild animals."

Leng Su: "..." So unlucky and so bad, can she say that she thought of the male lead Jiang Feng at the first time???

"How many people do the other party?" Leng Su asked tentatively.

"One." The girl replied.

Leng Su: "..." The guess in my heart became more and more obvious.

"Male and female?" Leng Su asked again.

"I am a man who looks like a weak scholar. He is also very poor. His clothes are torn and his belt is even more worn and ragged."

Before Leng Su could continue to ask questions, the girl took the initiative to describe the man.

Leng Su: "..." A weak scholar? She is still poor at home. Except for the male protagonist Jiang Feng, she really can't imagine anyone else!!!

Leng Su held her forehead helplessly, and she was completely speechless.

After calming down for a while, Leng Su immediately stood up and strode out of the door and headed out of the village.

“Leading the way forward.”

"yes."

Amidst the hillside of Fenghuo Mountain, in a deep pit trap, Jiang Feng stood in the trap with a dirty face, looking around, with a look of helplessness and despair on his face.

Is he going to starve to death in this trap?

In fact, you can tell at a glance that someone else deliberately dug up this pit to capture prey.

According to common sense, the person who digs the trap will definitely go to the traps everywhere for one or two days apart, and three or four days apart.

But there was no way, Jiang Feng knew his luck very well...

People may be rescued for good luck, or suffer at most a few days of hardship, he...ah, it's better not to say it!

Jiang Feng was about to give up, but suddenly he thought of his elderly mother at home.

In an instant, he became full of fighting spirit again. He endured the discomfort on his feet and limped towards the mud wall in front of him.

He tried to climb up, but found that he had no place to settle or climb.

Jiang Feng: "..." So desperate!!!

He didn't want to give up at all. He really wanted to survive. His old mother raised him with great difficulty and had not yet lived up to his old age. Will he face the whites sending blacks?

Thinking of this, the despair on Jiang Feng's face became even stronger.

The pain under his feet made him ignore the so-called problem of demeanor. He actually slowly slid down the mud wall and finally sat on the ground.
Chapter completed!