After exile, I counterattacked with the farm space

Chapter 102 The Dust Settles
"Cheng Ming, get out of here!"

Everyone in the Qingping Palace put their hearts into their throats, but no matter how hoarse the others were, with the speed of throwing knives, Wen Chengming couldn't dodge at all.

After a muffled snort, the flying knife pierced Wen Chengming's heart with incomparable precision, and his figure staggered back two steps, covering the position of his heart with his small hands, his face turning pale.

Cheng Weiyao hurried forward to check on Wen Chengming's situation, but before taking two steps, Wen Chengming sternly reprimanded her: "Sister-in-law, don't come here, there's a swamp..."

At first, I thought that the blue-black water surface was the beginning of the swamp, but I didn't expect that the black flat land without a blade of grass was already within the range of the swamp. Wen Chengming was terrified by the wet, soft mud under his feet.

Seeing this situation, Chen Er clasped his arms and looked up to the sky and laughed. His appearance was even crazier than that of Fan Jin who had won the Juren, his eyes were full of complacency and greed.

I gave Wen Chengming a fatal blow, and even the gods helped me to sink him into the swamp, destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces. When the news of Wen Chengming's death came back to the capital, wouldn't the reward promised by the superiors be sure to win before the exile team set off? ? !

"I won! I won! Hahaha, the thousand taels of gold is mine!"

Thousand taels of gold?I didn't expect my little life to be so valuable, and my sister-in-law could be counted as a genius. This is probably because the people in the legend are not as good as the sky?

Wen Chengming's small face was a little disappointed. He looked down at his legs that had fallen into the swamp, and when he raised his eyes, he showed a relieved smile to everyone.

"Do your best and obey the fate, sister-in-law, this is probably what the book says about fate..."

"Young man is well said, if you have any last words, hurry up and say them, or you won't have a chance in the future! Don't worry, your family members will go down to accompany you soon!"

Because Wen Liyu was worried about Wen Chengming's situation and stopped beating Li Kui, the big man quickly got up from the ground again, holding a long knife and following behind Chen Er, ready to start killing again.

Although the remuneration of Wen Chengming, a big fish, was preempted, every head in the Qingping Palace is counted as money, it's just a question of how much the remuneration is, and getting rich is just around the corner.

As soon as Li Kui's voice fell, the grinning figure flew upside down, and then a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from his mouth, dripping onto the muddy ground, gasping like a dead fish, crawling I can't get up.

"I have no one in my eyes, I have said it more than once, the family is worse than the family!"

Wen Chengyun's figure appeared at the place where Li Kui was standing just now like a ghost. He was dressed in white, and before his toes touched the ground when he performed light kung fu, he had already grabbed the long knife at Chen Er's waist and swept across it.

As a soldier who seized people without a fight, Chen Er, who was already a bit shorter in imposing manner, changed his face drastically. He didn't care about the long knife he had seized and hurriedly backed away from Wen Chengyun, a dangerous man.

"Husband, get rid of them, we will take care of you, little brother."

The appearance of Wen Chengyun completely sealed the outcome of this hunt. Cheng Weiyao breathed a sigh of relief and began to organize Wen Liyu and the imperial concubine to help together, intending to pull Wen Chengming out of the swamp.

"Is Cheng Ming's feet sinking, don't move around, lean back, fall gently, and open your arms as much as possible when you fall..."

Cheng Weiyao slowly guided her step by step. The most taboo thing to do in a swamp is not to struggle, so as not to sink deeper and deeper.

Wen Chengming was asked to lie flat with his arms open in order to disperse his weight, which would allow his body to float on the surface and facilitate follow-up rescue work.

"Sister-in-law, is it okay to lie down?"

According to Cheng Weiyao's instructions, Wen Liyu knotted the three outer shirts into long ropes, and looked at Wen Chengming, who was lying still in the swamp, a little puzzled.

"Just trust me. When the rope is thrown over, Cheng Ming, hold the rope and wait for us to pull you."

Let Wen Chengming lie flat to further expand the contact surface between the body and the swamp and control the speed of subsidence. This posture will keep the body from sinking and buy time for rescue.But at such a critical juncture, Cheng Weiyao didn't have the time to explain modern physics knowledge.

After several attempts, the rope twisted from the gown was finally thrown near Wen Chengming, and he stretched out his hand cautiously to pull it.

According to my sister-in-law, every time I make a movement, I need to give enough time for the mud to flow to the bottom of the limbs. When this is a life-and-death situation, don’t rush. Moving quickly will only create gaps between the mud or sand, making the body sink deeper and deeper... …

"Okay, Chengming's side is ready, Ayu and mother be careful not to break it, I'll call one, two, three, let's work hard together!"

Cheng Weiyao clenched the long rope in her hand, her brows were a little nervous. She had seen some experiments when she was bored in modern times. The experiments proved that to rescue a trapped person, the pulling force must be at least ten times the weight of the trapped person.

Fortunately, Wen Chengming is a half-year-old child, young and light in weight, so it is not a problem to guarantee three guarantees and one, but it takes a little effort in terms of time.

The rescue operation on Cheng Weiyao's side was in full swing, while Chen Er on the other side was facing a unilateral killing. In terms of fist and internal strength, he was not as strong as Wen Chengyun's martial arts. He wanted to escape, but was often blocked by Wen Chengyun's light kung fu.

After going back and forth, his body was already in ragged clothes, and the exposed skin surface was full of marks of cuts by long knives. From a distance, he looked like a bloody man.

Chen Er, who was being played around like a mouse being teased by a cat, finally couldn't take it anymore, he simply stopped running, and sat down on the ground waiting to die, still shouting.

"Kill me if you have the ability. What kind of ability is it to play tricks on people? Give me a quick one. At most, after 28 years, you will be a good man again!"

Wen Chengyun stopped not far away, pulled a leaf and gently wiped the blood on the long knife, and said with a casual smile, "Death? It's cheap for you, do you like hunting? The fun has just begun..."

Looking at Wen Chengyun's frivolous and threatening tone, Chen Er was driven to the point of going crazy. Everyone likes to be a hunter, but when he is really a mermaid, it's not a good feeling.

Now he was a little envious of Li Kui who passed out and other officials who had been hit by Ma Feisan. At least Wen Chengyun didn't catch him, so he wouldn't be too sad to die.

"By the way, pretending to be dead is not a good habit, you have to change..."

Wen Chengyun followed Chen Er's gaze and looked at Li Kui whose eyelids were trembling slightly. With a flick of his hand, the long knife in his hand flew out and was firmly inserted between Li Kui's legs.

"Your Highness, spare your life!"

Li Kuina sat up in shock from a dying illness, his legs were weak under his crotch, and his face was cold. The long knife inserted into the soil was three inches into the ground, and the blade was still shaking slightly...

(End of this chapter)