She was stunned, a chill ran down her spine from the back of her neck, and her heart was pounding.
Perhaps she saved the wrong person from the beginning. She didn't know when "Liu Fengmian" and Yuwen Sheng had switched identities again. Because their faces were hidden under masks, she didn't recognize them.
He lowered his eyes, his tone rising at the end: "Was it you who ambushed and assassinated me on the slope earlier?"
Glug.
A large amount of liquid seeped from Zheng Quchi's throat, and he unconsciously swallowed.
Did Liu Fengmian tell him?
"Just now, were you hiding in the shadows and shooting arrows to damage the equipment?"
Help! Help!
Why is Yuwen Sheng here? She admitted that she had raised her voice a bit when she spoke to him, but he's not Cao Cao, so how could he just appear on cue?
Seeing that she remained silent, like a warrior stubbornly resisting, and he had always had a hobby of taking apart the pride of those who would rather die than submit, and then crushing them into dust piece by piece.
However, he is now very interested in her previous strange and contradictory behavior, as well as how she dismantled the equipment, so his sadistic tendencies give way to his curiosity.
A hand wearing a silkworm glove touched her wrist through a thin, cool fabric. It felt like a cold, soft snake, tracing the lines of her bones and moving upwards.
Zheng Quchi got goosebumps all over his body.
If she hadn't been dressed as a man, this would have been considered sexual harassment, right?
"You are so short, but your strength is extraordinary. The crossbow you stole from the Ye Kingdom requires ten jin (one jin is nine and seven jin). With your thin arms, it is unlikely that you have superhuman strength acquired through training. Could it be innate?"
His voice was unpredictable, carrying a strange laugh; his words were casual, yet each one fell like a whip.
If you're a true brother, come and chop me up! Stop analyzing! She felt her carefully concealed identity was about to be exposed.
Mo Ye strode over, his face grim. Seeing Yuwen Sheng protecting the masked dwarf, he curled his lips into a provocative and mischievous smile: "She thinks she can ruin my Zouma Qianjunduo? It's just a coincidence."
As he spoke, he charged forward, the nine-section soft whip in his hand drawing an arc from behind, wrapping around and striking, the whistling wind causing the leaves around him to fall in a rustling sound.
Yuwen Sheng merely glanced at him indifferently, then raised his hand and brought down the knife.
The initial movement was simple and clean, but the final fall was as heavy and astonishing as a mountain.
With a "sizzle," layers of sword energy, as cold as moonlight and water, swept out, suppressing Mo Ye's ferocious attack and forcing him to retreat step by step, confining him to that small area.
Zheng Quchi's eyesight is failing, so the pressure is now directly transferred to his ears.
She heard the noise, but she wasn't as flustered as she had been when Mo Ye first caught her.
This inexplicable sense of security is truly amazing.
Although she thought Yuwen Sheng was a scoundrel and somewhat mentally unstable, compared to Mo Ye, who was determined to kill her, he was now her lifeline.
She remembered Qiu saying that ten Mo Yes couldn't defeat one Yuwen Sheng, so as long as Yuwen Sheng didn't want her to die, she wouldn't die.
But Yuwen Sheng's temperament is unpredictable; what if he suddenly decides he doesn't care whether she lives or dies...?
She remembered Qiu saying that Sang Xuanqing seemed to have some secret with the Julu Kingdom, and had even planned to betray the Mo family and flee to the Julu Kingdom, right?
If she doesn't tell Mo Ye that she is actually a foster parent, will he go easy on her?
She put herself in the other person's shoes. If someone bravely saved an enemy general, destroyed her important machinery, and then shamelessly came up to her and said she was her man, she would... kill her, right?
It seems that abandoning darkness for light isn't working either.
Well, the fate of those who are opportunistic throughout history is well-known.
"General." She finally spoke, but to avoid being recognized, she deliberately used a rough voice, like a lover appearing in the middle of the night wrapped in a trench coat, and said earnestly, "Actually, I have always admired you, but how could someone like me be worthy of you? Just now, I did destroy that heavy machine to save you, and I originally wanted to silently protect you from behind, but I didn't want to be discovered."
Her tone was heavy and ashamed.
Yuwen Sheng, true to his morbid progenitor form, didn't find anything wrong with her words at all. He listened to her tell lies he didn't believe with a playful smile.
"Oh, so tell me, how did you do that?"
Mo Ye lowered his whip to the ground and stopped his attack.
He let out a cold snort, wanting to hear how she would try to justify herself.
That's it?
Zheng Quchi immediately adopted the air of a professional: "This is an experience from an old hand. Just like when you use a weapon for many years, you can tell whether it is good or not just by using it, and you can tell what material it is made of and what the weapon's grade is just by touching it. And I am the same. This cumbersome and crude machine does not have a complicated internal mechanism. I don't need to take it apart. I can analyze its structure just by blindly guessing. I can guess it correctly eight or nine times out of ten, with the remaining one part being luck."
Luck is unpredictable, but she also gave herself a chance to try and fail, so she was basically guaranteed to succeed.
Yuwen Sheng: "Which country are you a carpenter from? What rank are you?"
"Don't listen to her spouting nonsense. This is the first time my 'Swift Horse Thousand-Pound Seal' has appeared in the world. Even if she is a craftsman, how could she know how it works?" Mo Ye didn't believe her words at all.
Hey, this kid actually wants to sow discord?
To make Yuwen Sheng understand her value in living, Zheng Quchi bluntly said, "You use the meshing part between two gears to transmit power, a device that transmits motion and power through a gear pair. Gear transmission works by the meshing of teeth. This big box is light on top and heavy on the bottom, hollow on top to hold lethal weapons, but the bottom is full of power machinery. One reason is to make it have a strong grip, and the other is to make it easier to conceal the structure below, so that the enemy cannot easily find a weakness to destroy it."
The wind in the forest had stopped sometime ago, and the air was still.
Because he wasn't a carpenter, Yuwen Sheng listened to her words as if they were a profound discourse.
But Mo Ye gleaned something from it. After all, it was a machine he had made himself. Although he couldn't understand many of the terms and descriptions she used, he did understand that she was completely clear about how his "Zouma Qianjunduo" was formed.
His heart sank as if a stone had been tied to it.
Although "Zouma Qianjunduo" is not perfect, it is his proudest work recently. But now, with just one glance, this little guy has completely figured out his hard work, which makes him both shocked and angry.
He absolutely could not allow such a woodworking genius to remain in Ye Kingdom and be used by Yuwen Sheng!
The murderous intent in his eyes was almost tangible as he spoke in a sinister tone.
"Do you really understand?"
My ears twitched; who would answer him?
Zheng Quchi turned his head and whispered seriously to Yuwen Sheng, "Look, look, he's got murderous intent. He's definitely jealous of talent and ability."
Mo Ye: "..."
Yuwen Sheng, however, couldn't stop laughing, his hands trembling with laughter. At the same time, a torrent of killing intent emanated from him like a tsunami.
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