General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming Chapter 1312: Two-way Rush

Chapter 1312: Two-way Rush

Editor: Atlas Studios

The painful lesson from the last time he went to the brothel to perform a mission was still vivid in his mind. Wei Ting was a hundred times unwilling to enter such a place again.

“The two of you go. I’ve been looking all the way. My mission is completed. It’s your turn next!”

Su Mo and Jing Yi exchanged glances and walked forward from behind Wei Ting.

Wei Ting thought that the two of them were going in. Unexpectedly, when the two of them pa.s.sed by him, they suddenly reached out and stopped him.

“Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? Let go of me!”

Wei Ting struggled.

The struggle was ineffective.

Su Mo and Jing Yi carried him into the brothel.

There were many martial arts sects on Thousand Mountain Island, and the style of the brothel was also a little like the martial world. There were few women who offered skills, zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but there were many who danced with knives and spears.

On the stage, there was a monthly “marriage search”. It was said to be a search for a bride, but in fact, it was a compet.i.tion for the right to be alone with the courtesan for a night.

The event location was very lively. It was crowded, surrounding the arena in the middle of the hall.

“Yo, which hero is this?”

A young and beautiful woman raised her handkerchief and reached out to Su Mo with a charming smile.

Wei Ting, as a scheming man, had changed his appearance before leaving. His ordinary face was not as eye-catching as Su Mo and Jing Yi’s.

Su Mo blocked her hand with the hilt of his sword, a trace of coldness flashing across his eyes.

The woman retracted her hand exaggeratedly. “Aiya, you scared me to death!”

“Be careful not to expose yourself,” Wei Ting reminded softly.

Su Mo frowned and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear, “Then, then what should we do?”

Wei Ting said, “Touch a bit.”

Su Mo said, “You’re courting death!”

Wei Ting flashed to the side and pushed Jing Yi forward. He immediately nodded and bowed. “Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, this brothel is really big. It’s really an eye-opener for me to come!”

Originally, he had a good figure. Although his face was a little ordinary, there were still girls who took a fancy to him.

However, when they heard that he was a servant, the girls immediately ignored him.

Someone also reached out to Jing Yi.

Baby Jing froze!

He wanted to kill Wei Ting!

Seeing that Su Mo and Jing Yi were still indifferent, a woman couldn’t help but smile. “The two young masters don’t like us. Could it be that you’re here to look for Sister Courtesan?”

“No…”

Su Mo had just said a word when Wei Ting pinched him.

Wei Ting said, “Of course! How can you commoners catch my young master’s eye?”

“Hmph!”

The woman rolled her eyes and left.

Another woman shook the peach blossom fan in her hand and smiled. “Sister Courtesan doesn’t receive guests easily. It’s been half a year. No one can defeat Sister Courtesan.”

The others also smiled and looked at them. Their gazes were clearly saying that a few more people had overestimated themselves.

They left.

Wei Ting said to Su Mo and Jing Yi, “Wait for the courtesan here. I’ll go find her.”

Jing Yi asked, “Why aren’t we the ones looking?”

Wei Ting whispered, “I’m a servant, you’re the young master. Moreover, you looked like you didn’t get close to women just now. You’ve already been targeted by the brothel. Don’t look back!”

Jing Yi resisted the urge to turn around and look.

However, after Wei Ting’s reminder, he did feel the surveillance in the dark.

Wei Ting leaned close to his ear. “What are you worried about? Su Mo is the eldest young master. If there’s anyone who has to make a move, he’ll go first. How can he not win against the courtesan?”

Baby Jing nodded and patted Su Mo’s shoulder solemnly.

Su Mo was speechless.

Wei Ting looked in the direction where the girls had left and said with a smile, “Sisters, I’m here!”

The thugs who were secretly monitoring were speechless and continued to stare at Su Mo and Jing Yi.

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In the dark dungeon, the Saintess lay on the cold floor on her last breath.

The woman in green squatted down and looked at her. “Why? Are you still unwilling to be my puppet? You only have half your strength left. If you don’t agree, I’ll suck the rest and throw you out to feed the dogs!”

From next door came the baying of hounds.

The woman in green lifted the Saintess’s chin. “Did you hear that? They’re hungry.”

The Saintess’ eyes were stubborn and she did not give in at all.

The woman in green was quite surprised. “Tsk tsk, a puppet can actually have such a gaze. How interesting. A walking corpse has given birth to its own thoughts. Ah, I can’t bear to feed you to the dogs. Wait until I cut open your body and see how you are different from other puppets.”

The Saintess was not afraid.

The woman in green said coldly, “I’ll ask you one last time. Do you agree?”

The Saintess rejected her with a look.

The woman in green slapped the Saintess’s head. “It’s really… a pity.”

… .

“Sister Courtesan! It’s time!”

A maidservant’s voice came from outside the dungeon.

The woman in green threw Saintess to the ground as if she was throwing away a lifeless sack.

She looked down at the Saintess, took out a clean handkerchief, wiped her hands, and left coldly.

Fifteen minutes later.

The two guards guarding the dungeon smelled a strange fragrance and fainted.

Wei Ting walked over.

A few hounds next door barked wildly.

Wei Ting had used up all his powder, and the hound was locked in the iron prison with an additional iron cage.

Killing also took time.

He hurriedly took the key from one of them, opened the dungeon door, and came to the Saintess.

Wei Ting pushed aside the hair that blocked her entire face and confirmed that it was the Saintess.

He hurriedly carried the Saintess out of the dungeon.

A guard chased after him. He could not rendezvous with Su Mo and Jing Yi, so he could only carry the Saintess and escape from the brothel.

Not long after he escaped, he was blocked by an expert.

This person was… a puppet!

Due to his actions of taking the Saintess away, this puppet should have chased after him from the brothel.

But why would a puppet appear in a brothel?

From the current situation, other than the Hundred Flowers Palace, only the City Lord Manor had puppets.

It couldn’t be Xiahou Qing—

The master behind this brothel was Xiahou Yi!

The Saintess’s situation was very bad. She vomited blood after b.u.mping on Wei Ting’s back.

In order not to let the Saintess’ injuries continue to worsen, Wei Ting could only put her aside first.

This puppet was very troublesome.

Fortunately, he had grasped many of Elder Qiu’s ultimate techniques… Yes, the ultimate techniques of the various sects on the island.

However, just as Wei Ting finally defeated the other party, the Saintess disappeared!

The other puppet carried the Saintess and shuttled through the night, running wildly in the direction of the brothel.

Suddenly, an arrow shot through the air with a sharp sound and pierced through his thigh!

The puppet lost his balance and fell to the roof. The Saintess on his back flew out due to inertia.

Just as she was about to fall to the ground, an exquisite and strong figure jumped into the air and caught the Saintess.

Su Xiaoxiao carried the Saintess and landed steadily on the ground. She first fed the Saintess an injury medicine.

The Saintess opened her eyes and looked at her blankly.

“Who injured you like this?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.

The Saintess lowered her head and said nothing.

Seeing that she was unwilling to say, Su Xiaoxiao didn’t continue to interrogate her. She carried her on her back and wrapped the rope tightly.

At this moment, more and more puppets caught up. The path ahead and behind was blocked.

The Saintess lay on Su Xiaoxiao’s back and said weakly, “Run, no, get out.”

What she wanted to say was that there was no escape with her.

Su Xiaoxiao clenched the golden bow in her hand. “If we can’t escape, we shall break out!”

The Saintess muttered, “I don’t have internal energy. I’m… useless. Puppet.”

A useless puppet should be abandoned by its master.

Su Xiaoxiao jumped up, pulled the golden bow in her hand, and aimed at the puppet.

“From today onwards, you are Cheng Xin! Not a puppet—”

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The arrow left the bow!