General, Madam Called You To Farm

Chapter 1128: identity exposure

Chapter 1128 Identity Exposure

Wei Liulang was startled, and pointed to his nose: "Is there any mistake? How many of us...go to the main entrance? We won't be able to go up after three days and three nights!"

Wei Ting smiled: "With our identity, of course it is not easy to go up, but if it is someone from the City Lord's Mansion..."

As he spoke, he unpacked the baggage he brought down from the carriage, took out a human skin mask and put it on his face, and his voice turned sharply, "Can't we go up the mountain like this?"

Wei Liulang was dumbfounded.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe it.

Xiaoqi imitated Qiu Lao's voice and posture, and she couldn't see any flaws at all!

"Hair hair!"

Wei Liulang added.

"have."

Wei Ting took out a white hair from the bag.

Gui Ji looked at Smelly Brother's equipment, then looked at the cliff full of thorns, and asked doubtfully, "Do you guess that we will go up or not?"

Wei Ting recovered his voice: "I didn't guess it, it's just that I like to make two-handed preparations."

Ghost frowned: Why does this tone sound familiar?

Wei Ting said: "Go to the carriage, and I have prepared clothes for you."

Wei Liulang and You Rongyan: "As expected of my brother!"

He jumped up suddenly and rode on Wei Ting's back.

Wei Ting was hit by him and staggered, almost fell into a pig's head!

"Sixth brother!"

Wei Ting gritted his teeth.

Wei Liulang was very happy.

Gui Bu noticed that Wei Ting's aura was not quite right.

"What’s wrong with you?"

he asked.

Wei Ting said: "It's all right."

Gui Ji squeezed his wrist: "Your pulse is wrong."

Wei Ting jokingly said, "Brother, when did you become a doctor?"

Senior Brother Qianyao also stretched out his hand and pinched Wei Ting's other wrist: "Second Young Master, have you been injured recently?"

"No."

Wei Ting withdrew his two wrists, "It was because of Brother Six, he was so heavy...he must have eaten too much recently!"

"I don't have one." Wei Liulang said.

"gone."

Wei Ting waved his hand and quickened his pace.

Gui Bu exchanged a look with Senior Brother Qianyao, and followed him tacitly.

In the carriage, several people changed into the clothes of the guards of the City Lord's Mansion, and Ling Yun took off the mask on his face.

Wei Ting took out several human skin masks and handed them to several people: "Put them on."

Ling Yun looked disgusted, but still put it on.

A group of people came to the foot of the mountain guarded by the disciples of the Killer League.

Wei Ting showed the elder badge given to him by Elder Qiu, imitating Elder Qiu's voice and said: "I want to see your leader."

The disciples of the Killer League are all lost.

What's the big day today?

Wave after wave of people from the City Lord's Mansion came?

The elder's order is true, and Elder Qiu and the others have seen it before.

The disciples were released.

Hoo.

Wei Liulang heaved a sigh of relief while prodding secretly.

It's a bit exciting!

The mountains of Killer League are real peaks, with beautiful scenery and rugged mountain roads.

Wei Ting, these martial arts practitioners, did not have much problem, but Ling Yun suffered.

His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and every step he took seemed to use the strength of his whole body.

Wei Ting glanced back at him and walked towards him.

Just as he was about to carry him, Gui Bu squatted down in front of him: "Come up."

Ling Yun hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse.

Gui Bu carried him on his back, and walked on the mountain road like walking on the ground: "Let's say it first, I love my brother."

Xiao Qi was injured.

He couldn't let Xiao Qi waste any more energy.

He definitely didn't carry this guy voluntarily!

It was rare for Ling Yun not to argue with him.

It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I’m exhausted and have no energy to speak.

Although they didn't ask the disciples of the Killer League just now, whether Guanshi Chang had gone up the mountain, judging from the reactions of several people, it was not difficult to guess that the people from the City Lord's Mansion had already come to the Killer League.

"Got to go faster."

Wei Ting said.

Gui Ji asked: "Can you hold on?"

Wei Ting said seriously: "I can hold on."

Gui Ji said: "That's good."

Everyone quickened their pace.

During this period, I met many disciples of the Assassin League, and they all got through safely.

Just when they were about to reach the gate of the Killer League, something unexpected happened.

A few disciples of Jiang Guanchao went down the mountain to handle errands, and met them directly.

Unfortunately, Jiang Guanchao's seventh disciple is a master of disguise who is known on the island as the Lord of Thousand Faces.

He saw through everyone's disguise technique at a glance, and asked vigilantly: "Who are you? What is the intention of the person pretending to be the City Lord's Mansion?"

As soon as they heard that some of them were fakes, the rest of them also raised alarm bells.

Fifth Senior Sister Liu Zhen'er and Fourth Senior Brother Chen Yu immediately drew their swords from their waists, and Eighth Senior Brother Ning Rufeng's sword was also unsheathed immediately.

Liu Zhen'er sniffed against the direction of the wind, and frowned: "He Sanghua...you are from Baihua Palace! Your Baihua Palace has provoked the Killer League several times. We haven't troubled you yet, so you send it yourself. Coming to the door!"

Seeing that the matter was exposed, Wei Liulang simply stopped pretending, took off the uncomfortable human skin mask, and said to several people:

"Hey! We are here to help you! Do you know that your master is in danger?"

Liu Zhen'er's eyes turned cold: "You still have the face to mention my master! My master was seriously injured by your Baihua Palace! If you don't take this revenge, you are not a gentleman! Die!"

After she finished speaking, she unceremoniously slashed at Wei Liulang with a sword.

Wei Liulang raised his right arm to block her long sword.

"Hiss—"

What a heavy sword!

Wei Liulang's shoulder went numb.

Wei Ting fought against Liu Zhener.

Right now, he can clearly feel that Liu Zhener's martial arts have greatly improved compared to a few months ago.

Not only Liu Zhen'er, but also the breath of the rest of them was stronger than before.

As expected of the League of Killers.

Lang Jun Qianmian said: "Fifth Senior Sister, leave this person to me, don't dirty Senior Sister's hands."

Wei Liulang frowned: "Hey! You are dirty! You are dirty from head to toe!"

Wei Ting said to Wei Liulang: "His weakness lies in the lower hand!"

During the martial arts competition, Su Mo fought against him.

He is good at disguise, his hands are extremely flexible, and he can catch Su Mo's sword with his bare hands. If he is dominated by him and becomes passive, he will easily die in the hands of his Qianying.

"okay!"

Wei Liulang leaped up like a green onion on dry land, dodging his Qianying hand.

Immediately, he landed firmly and kicked his lower body!

Bang!

A treasured sword stood in front of Lord Thousand Faces.

The body of the knife was kicked out of a curved arc by the huge force of the foot, and then quickly bounced back.

Wei Liulang did a backflip and landed firmly.

Ning Rufeng held the treasured sword and stood side by side with Lord Thousand Faces.

Jing Yi also pulled off the human skin mask on his face, and coldly drew his sword.

Ning Rufeng winked at Wei Liulang.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Wei Liulang did not lose the chain.

He understood quickly, and shouted loudly on the spot: "Jing Yi and I stop them, hurry over!"