Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

Chapter 7
"Okay~"

This "Okay" was so soft and magnetic that it made Zheng Quchi's skin goosebumps.

Spit in my heart.

Not only is he perverted, he is also provocative regardless of the occasion!
When Zheng Quchi chose to stand up at this time, it meant that she accepted Yuwensheng's rules of the game.

That is... There are no rules, and the right to speak is entirely in his hands.

When the begging carpenters heard that there were still people who dared to stand up to challenge, they were all surprised. At this time, they had already understood Yu Wensheng's routine, and thought that her end would definitely be the same as those few people. Eat it in one bite.

However, at any rate, by doing so, she could buy some time to survive.

When Wei Yao saw Zheng Quchi's head emerging, the fox's eyes immediately bent, and he lowered his head specially to make use of her touching five-short figure.

"Then... burn some incense?"

Zheng Quchi froze for a moment, always felt that his eyes were too kind, as if she knew him.

Wang Zebang glared at him: "What are you talking about, hurry up."

"...you can do whatever you want."

She tried her best to ignore the lying corpses and walked to the side of the pile of logs.

Zheng Quchi already had a plan in her heart, she didn't look around in a hurry like others, but instead stacked these wooden parts one by one, so as not to make a mess.

She counted while counting, a total of 270 four yuan.

There are different sizes and shapes.

But each of them has a uniqueness and function, which requires her to find them.

It is indeed very difficult to find the corresponding parts from so many fragments and piece them together one by one.

So she didn't do it immediately, but stood there and looked at it piece by piece slowly.

"What is she doing again?" Wei Yao stared at her with shining pupils.

Wang Zebang didn't know, he snorted coldly: "I think she is sending her neck to the guillotine right now—looking for death."

Yu Wensheng looked at her, neither urging nor interrupting, full of patience.

The other craftsmen were also stunned by her confusing operation.

Doesn't she know, but what does she go up to?Aren't you afraid to annoy General Yuwen and die faster?

The half stick of incense passed away quietly like this.

"It's already burned half a stick of incense." Wei Yao couldn't help reminding her.

At this time, Zheng Quchi finally pulled away from the state of concentrating on the memory. She rubbed her swollen forehead and said, "There is still half a column left, enough."

What do you mean by that? Wasn't she in a daze just now?
They were made more and more curious by her, they just wanted to see if she was playing tricks or if she really had the ability to accomplish it.

Zheng Quchi casually took a piece of wood from here, and then found the next one with her eyes like lightning. In a short period of time, she found more than a dozen pieces of wood that were irrelevant.

Then there is no extra pause in the movement, and the hands are combined quickly.

Amid the stunned expressions of everyone, a real product finally took shape.

The pupils under Yu Wencheng's mask are gloomy and gloomy. They belong to Nanchen Kingdom... Could it be that she is not from Hongsheng Kingdom, but a secret agent of Nanchen Kingdom?

"you……"

"Please wait a moment, the incense has not been burned yet."

Without raising her head, she interrupted Yu Wensheng directly.

Yu Wencheng laughed absurdly.

She is not cowardly enough to dare to talk to him like that.

"She, she is still fighting..." Wei Yao was surprised.

That's right, Zheng Quchi completed one, but she didn't choose to stop. Instead, she continued to use the same method to assemble enough parts to complete the second, more complicated fine woodware.

Wang Zebang stared wide-eyed: "What is she doing?"

He was so surprised that he even jumped out of his hometown dialect.

Only because Zheng Quchi started the third one.

The atmosphere at the scene was instantly ignited, and everyone's eyes were uncontrollably attracted to Zheng Quchi. She was short and ugly, but at this moment, she seemed to be shining.

Yu Wencheng read every word: "The Seven Star Crossbow of Beiyuan Kingdom."

"Even she from Beiyuan Kingdom..." Wang Zebang gritted his teeth, his pupils trembling.

Nanchen country, Hongsheng country, Beiyuan country... Who is she, and why does she know the secret weapons of so many countries? !
When the incense burned three quarters, Zheng Quchi was already putting together the sixth piece, and when the incense burned to ashes, seven complete weapons of the Seven Kingdoms were neatly placed on the ground.

Of the seven weapons, the largest is a clever wheelchair, and the smallest is a mechanism box about four or five inches in size.

She assembled the seven secret weapons of the Seven Kingdoms with only one person and one pillar.

Even Yu Wensheng looked at her with deep and incomprehensible eyes at this time.

As soon as it was finished, Zheng Quchi was so tired that he sat on the ground, panting heavily.

It is not an easy task to achieve this step. Even if she has great strength and concentrates on completing this delicate and complicated process reproduction, her arms are sore and her fingertips are trembling from exhaustion.

"How did you do it?" Yu Wencheng walked in front of her step by step, raised the hem of his robe and squatted in front of her, and then held her hands under the watchful eyes of everyone breathing heavily.

"These hands... can they really perform miracles?"

He wears cold and smooth silk silk on his hands, and the delicate touch runs along her fingertips, joints and tender flesh. His movements are like stroking a rare work of art, but what Zheng Quchi feels is Like being entwined by a cold poisonous snake.

Zheng Quchi didn't dare to move: "..." He always felt that if he didn't save her, the next second he would take a knife and chop off her hand to treasure.

"Not hands."

"Ok?"

He raised his head and waited for the next sentence.

At this time, because of the close distance, Zheng Quchi inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity from him. This feeling was fleeting, and then the opponent's almost destructive oppression came oncoming.

She felt like she was out of breath.

"Only when these hands stay on my body, can it exert its due strength."

Yu Wencheng listened lazily, his fingertips lingeringly caressing her soft flesh, and clearly felt her hands trembling slightly.

Ha ha……

(End of this chapter)