The people on the periphery first heard the notice and turned around with surprise. Then it seemed that a gust of wind swept through the crowd, gradually spreading from the outside to the inside, and the places they passed through fluctuated.

Most of these people are in the disaster relief group summarized by Feng Zhiwei. Feng Zhiwei knows that many of the Yan Family's hired workers have been specially added to this item. In addition, there are many people living in the South China Sea, many of them have more than 60 elderly people, and the elderly's rewards are especially rich. Then the whole family will escort the old people to go out to get the relief rice and money. Soon, the people in the neighborhood will It will be empty.

Time and place are limited. When these people take a slow walk to the neighboring county, it's all over.

Good news always spread very fast. After walking around, everyone knew it and looked at each other in surprise.

This is the old Lizheng of Jiujie village. The villagers all know it. Besides, no one dares to lie about this kind of thing. Immediately, a large number of people said, "take the rice and go!"

After a shout, thousands of people responded. Besides, after such a long standoff, there was no movement in the temple, and no violence was seen in the temple. After being surrounded and attacked for so long, the people inside had not been angry, and the people were impatient. Hearing this sound, they dropped sticks and stones in their hands and turned around and left.

Hula scattered a thousand people, some of the people who arrived hesitantly stopped on the way, heard the news and turned away.

After all, no matter how important things are, they are not as important as their own stomachs. Besides, the ancestral hall has not been flushed.

Feng Zhiwei looked at the tree and breathed a sigh of relief. From hearing the news, he had been hanging his heart and finally put it down slightly.

This relaxed, then felt dizzy, almost fell from the tree, Gu Nan Yi grabbed her with one hand, and looked at her with a pair of bright eyes behind the veil.

Feng Zhi smiles and says, "the tree is really high."

She quietly took her pulse and then lowered her eyelashes.

Gu Nan Yi turns his head and suddenly shoots out a handful of walnuts.

Out in the back, like a walnut.

A man, crowded in the middle of the crowd, looked at the people gradually scattered, his eyes showed a quick color, his sleeve turned over, and a dagger in his palm was shining.

He stabbed a man's vest in a hurry to get rice!

Before the knife had entered the flesh, he had opened his mouth and was ready to shout, "kill..."

However, suddenly a yellow shadow flew over and hit his dagger with a bang. The dagger folded in half. The yellow thing landed, but it was a small walnut.

At the same time, there was a great deal of confusion on all sides, and a voice called out, "catch the thief!" Almost at the same time with his shouts, the sentence "homicide" was obscured.

Several people suddenly crowded to him, and one of them flashed an evil look under his eyes. He grabbed his hand and gave him a hard blow behind his back. With a click, he suddenly fainted.

This happened in a moment. Five of them were put out in an instant. The people really thought it was a thief. They felt their pockets and left faster.

Thousands of people are disappearing.

The fine works belonging to the aristocratic family or Chang family were captured.

Feng Zhi slightly Shu out a long breath, revealing a trace of tired smile.

She has been worried that there are too many people. If she has a little contact with Ning Yi's guards, she may be expanded indefinitely until she gets out of control. Even if Ning Yi is safe and secure, she will stir up the whole body by holding one hair and being used by others to stir up trouble. The consequences are unimaginable.

At the very least, she promised that Zhou Xizhong would never be able to do what she had done. If she could not establish a shipping department, she would not be able to integrate and control the aristocratic family, let alone integrate the South China Sea and prevent frequent family invasion.

She had been a little strange, why a few hours of meticulous work failed to instigate success, at this time the crowd dispersed, finally saw the situation ahead.

Outside the magnificent Yan family ancestral hall, there are several big trees now, blocking all directions of the ancestral hall. The shield troops in the king of Chu's army put the shield on the tree, firmly blocking the scene inside.

As soon as Ning Yi discovered that the common people had been incited to come, he immediately ordered to cut down the several hundred year old giant trees at the gate of the ancestral hall, and made a barrier to firmly block the contact with the surrounding people.

In this case, it's impossible for someone who wants to make trouble by casual contact of their limbs - it's not possible to be separated from a tree ten meters wide!

If he had not made a decision, he would have been in chaos if he could not wait for Feng Zhiwei today.

In fact, Ning Yi could retreat in time when he found that the people were gathering around him. However, he chose to stay in the dangerous area. Of course, there was a reason why Feng Zhiwei could solve the problem. What's more, he did not intend to give in to the Yan family.

Feng Zhiwei's decision to protect Yan Huaishi has not said anything, but has fully proved his attitude with his own actions.

Fengzhi micro down the tree, feel more dizzy, and a burst of fever, a chill, she reluctantly smile, and Gu Nanyi opened a few steps.

Before the giant tree, the guards saw her and pulled off the shield.

Gu Nan Yi came to pull her sleeve and wanted to take her to fly over the big tree. Feng Zhi leaned aside and said with a smile, "I'll do it myself."

She climbed up the tree with a brisk pace. She waved as she walked. The shield guards on both sides saw that she was so different today that she did not dare to disturb her. She was far away from her.She climbed up the tree with her shield fanned out.

She saw the man behind the tree, in front of the ancestral hall.

Among the layers of guards, the man leaned against a tree, covered with a golden red protective cloak of the king of Chu. He probably came out in a hurry. He only wore a white robe inlaid with gold, a thin cloak embroidered with gold and black Mandala, and a light gold silk tapestry hanging down from his waist, which was interwoven with the red cloak under him to form a gorgeous and gorgeous look.

He is playing chess.

He was playing chess with himself in the middle of ten thousand people, in the dangerous place where he forced everyone to surround each other, and when he was not careful, he was playing chess with himself.

He leaned against the tree with a leisurely posture. In front of him, there was a temporary wooden chessboard. The pieces were made of two kinds of leaves. One side was green and the other was yellow. He did his own work. He pursed his lips and focused on "looking" at the chessboard. He was probably thinking about how to use his green square to eat his yellow hand.

Feng Zhiwei looks at Ning Yi from a distance. The sunlight at dusk hits his eyebrows through the mottled leaves. His eyebrows are graceful and deep. His long eyelashes make a beautiful arc at the moment. There is a rare warm silence.

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