Chapter 152 Rescue
"Will it work?"
"Who are you looking down on?"
Han Lang turned around and saw Feng Aoqing had already jumped up.
At this time, his people had also arrived.
They rode their horses into the wolf pack, disrupting the pack's ranks. The wolves probably saw that the other side had more people and more power, so soon the leader ran away first, followed by the few remaining wolves.
Han Lang was also riding a horse. He just threw it away when he reached the edge of the camp and used light skills to move forward.
He came from the opposite direction and was indeed here to meet Feng Aoqing and the others.
Just as he was about to rest, he heard his men say, "Master, look, there's a forest fire!"
A few people stood at the edge of the cliff and looked around, and saw the circular fire, which was not a forest fire.
Before his men could react, Han Lang had already jumped on his horse and was running towards the fire.
He bit Feng Aoqing's name between his teeth and did not stop whipping the horse.
It was a big deal, he knew. A small matter wouldn't make such a big fuss. Normal people could handle it. She was no longer the same person.
He was so anxious! He only hated that he couldn't fly, only hated that he was not by her side.
But now, after the matter was resolved, he looked calm again.
"How come it's so timely? Did you install a GPS on me?" Feng Aoqing looked at Han Lang with the moon in her eyes.
Although he didn't understand, he was used to her nonsense and retorted, "With such a big fire, it's hard for me not to know where you are! I was afraid you would burn the mountain down, so I came to see you anyway."
"I'm not asking you to save me! I just set the fire and spread the poison." Feng Aoqing was still being stubborn.
She was scared too! Her first thought was, is Han Lang nearby? Why hasn't he come to rescue her yet?
Sure enough, he arrived.
"Okay, I just happened to pass by and came to see the excitement." Han Lang put away his two swords.
Back at the fire in the tent, Han Lang saw her face covered in blood. He reached out to her face but stopped, asking anxiously, "Are you hurt anywhere?"
Feng Aoqing checked herself up and down and shook her head, the blood was not hers.
"You just have to be at the front, right? An..."
When An Lei heard his master calling him, he rolled to his master's feet as smoothly as Dove.
He hugged his master's thigh and began to complain: "Master, I can't hold it back, I really can't hold it back!"
"You didn't even pull me in today!" Feng Aoqing continued to finish off the opponent.
"Hey! Miss! You can't be like this! I, your master, have no such thing, really. For your sake, I can risk my life... but you know, she is not the kind of person who will listen to advice..." An Lei felt that his master was much more terrifying than the wolf.
An Qiao stood one step behind An Lei, lifted his clothes and knelt down.
"Get up! I'll knock him out and take him away next time, okay?!" Han Lang kicked An Lei on the ground and said hatefully, looking at Feng Aoqing with a domineering face.
An Lei and An Qiao stood up in response, just to show their agreement. Who would dare to knock her out?
Wei Qianheng saw the man chopping the wolf as if it were cutting a carrot, with great skills. He had no eyes for anyone else and looked at Feng Aoqing with loving eyes, so he took a few steps forward.
Looking closely, the man was wearing a casual suit of misty mountain-colored southern brocade and cloud-stepping boots. He was not wearing a crown, but his clothes and boots were extremely well made. The jade pendant on his body alone could be exchanged for half a city. He was also born with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and was extraordinarily handsome.
There should be nothing wrong with it.
"This is..." he whispered.
Han Lang looked past Feng Aoqing and at Wei Qianheng behind her.
A face full of coldness.
Feng Aoqing saw that his face changed visibly.
Wei Qianheng felt a strong sense of oppression from Han Lang, and could not help but stop, not daring to move forward.
"This is...brother-in-law!" he swallowed and said.
Feng Aoqing saw that Han Lang's expression changed visibly.
She suppressed her laughter and raised her eyebrows.
"Don't you think you have enough to do? You pick up any cat or dog you can find." Han Lang's tone had softened.
"Yes, everyone with the surname Wei in Qidong City." Feng Aoqing answered with a smile.
Han Lang withdrew his gaze and looked at her for confirmation, and saw her blink in confirmation.
Wei Qianheng felt a little regretful after he finished speaking, because he found that no one else in the family moved. If it was really his brother-in-law, he would not be so unfamiliar.
Sure enough, only two little ones ran over first.
Feng Aoqing hurriedly wiped her face with her sleeve, afraid of scaring the child.
The two children confirmed that she was okay, and then greeted Han Lang.
"Uncle Han!" Yuebao called sweetly and stretched out her hands for a hug.
Han Lang picked her up with one hand, then shook her up and down several times, and said seriously: "What's the matter? Your mother abused you and didn't give you food! How come you are so much lighter?!"
"Uncle! Me, me!" Xingbao also stretched out his hand.
Han Lang picked him up with his free hand, weighed him, and replied, "Xingbao, you stole my Yuebao's food! You're really heavy!"
"I've grown bones! I'm just a little bit behind Yuebao!" Xingbao said proudly.
Wei Qianheng wanted to slap himself in the face.
But this is not right! He feels like the CPU is about to burn out.
But obviously, this was not something he could ask. If he asked, he would definitely be dead, because he had a pair of swords behind him!
"Okay, ask Aunt Xiu and the others to hold you, and then go back to sleep for a while." Feng Aoqing didn't dare to go forward to hold you, so she just said.
"Go wash up quickly! I told you not to use a short blade because close combat is dangerous. Look, now you have one more, and it's dirty. You'll be covered in human blood, wolf blood, and any other blood." Han Lang started nagging as soon as he saw Feng Aoqing.
"Yeah." Feng Aoqing took her clothes and handkerchief and walked towards the stream.
An Lei was about to follow, but was stopped by An Qiao. An Lei looked and saw that his master had followed silently.
She walked into the reeds, and Han Lang followed a few steps away, with his back to the reeds, guarding.
Feng Aoqing returned to the space and washed her hair carefully. The blood smelled much stronger than the blood of ordinary animals. She had to wash her hair several times before the smell was gone.
When the two of them came back, Han Lang's men had already cleaned up all the wolf carcasses.
It was still dark, but the adrenaline kept everyone awake, so they gathered around the fire and chatted.
"Where did all those wolf corpses go? I was thinking of making a mattress for grandma!" Feng Aoqing asked Han Lang.
"Do you have a grudge against the old lady?" Han Lang raised his head.
This sentence made everyone stop talking and look at the two of them.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Feng Aoqing was confused.
"Didn't you notice when you just fought them? That fur is so prickly, how can you sleep on it? And you're giving it to the old lady to sleep on. Don't you have a grudge against her? I hope she can't sleep well every night."
Everyone still respected him as Lord Han and was very grateful for his rescue, so they were holding back at the beginning.
In the end, they couldn't help laughing and everyone laughed, except Han Lang.
Feng Aoqing laughed so hard that she held her stomach, gasping for breath as she said, "How can you tell a joke without laughing? I admire you!"
Han Lang snorted. This was the tone he used when he looked down on someone.
"I heard that you have a priceless jade?" Feng Aoqing asked suddenly.
"Jade? This one? How did you know?" Han Lang picked up the jade pendant and handed it to her.
An Lei knelt down automatically.
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