The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 527:
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For the general to have a plan that can conquer the whole world, he was so excited that it was indescribable. He instantly forgot that his hands were trapped, he forgot about the enemy Feng Zhiwei on the opposite side, and he forgot about the small poisonous arrows on the ground that were specially used to delay time, and his eyes were burning. Looking at the picture on the ground, he kept mumbling calculations.
Feng Zhi glanced at him with a smile, her eyes a little sad and lonely, then walked past him quietly, took the hand of the cook who had been lying on the side of the ship, and swam down silently Hull.
Her long black hair was blown by the sea breeze and scattered around Jin Siyu's face. A faint fragrance hit her. Jin Siyu did not turn his head, still immersed in excited thoughts.
Feng Zhiwei smiled faintly, feeling lonely and lonely.
Men... all love the country more than beauty.
So a beautiful woman must not be tempted at will, narcissistically thinking that her overlord will trade his kingdom for her.
She pursed her lips and walked out silently with firm eyes. Jin Siyu was not aware of it and concentrated on deliberation. After half an hour, he raised his head and laughed excitedly. In an instant, his eyes suddenly glowed with confidence. He turned around and looked, Only then did he realize that Feng Zhiwei had left.
He was stunned for a moment, feeling lost, and then he seemed to have thought of something and shouted in a low voice: "No!"
Feng Zhiwei went down from the window and looked at her ugly cook from the side of the boat. He raised his head, held her hand tightly, and swam down the boat.
Feng Zhiwei felt a little uncomfortable - Ning Cheng held her hand too tightly, and she didn't dare to throw it away casually just because she was walking on a boat that could slip accidentally.
The two of them went down to where the sampan was stored in the bottom cabin. Ning Cheng held her hand tightly. Feng Zhiwei was startled, but the ugly cook beside him suddenly came over and got very close. He was about to Touch her cheek.
Feng Zhiwei was shocked - Ning Cheng was not completely one of her own. She had no choice but to use him this time. This man was so indulgent and wanton that he would not be lucky enough to suddenly attack on a lonely ship in the sea. reason!
Besides, wearing a mask and still on Jin Siyu's ship, who knows if this is Ning Cheng?
When she was startled, a warning sign suddenly occurred in her heart. She raised her hand, and there were already several poisonous needles between her fingers. She planned to reward him with a needle first if he came closer than the limit!
As expected, Ning Cheng approached regardless and suddenly raised his hand quickly.
Feng Zhiwei immediately determined that there was indeed something wrong with Ning Cheng.
Finger flick!
The flying needle shot out, a black light flashed in the darkness, and suddenly a clean and astringent green grass-like smell rushed into the nose.
A flash of lightning flashed in Feng Zhiwei's heart, and she instantly regretted it. In her busy schedule, she couldn't do anything in time, so she pushed the person next to her fiercely.
The ugly cook leaned forward, and the tip of the needle flew past his nose and submerged into the bulkhead with a hiss.
Feng Zhiwei looked at the needle blankly and broke out in a cold sweat.
The ugly cook didn't seem to react. He never thought that Feng Zhiwei would take action against him. He was stunned. Feng Zhiwei had already stamped her feet and complained in a low voice: "Why is it you!"
Someone above his head chuckled, looking very happy, and then a black and dirty guy jumped down lightly, pointed at the "ugly cook", then held his stomach and laughed happily.
"I told you to force me! I told you to harm me! You deserve to be stabbed to death!"
"Ning Cheng..." Feng Zhiwei looked at the black and greasy guy who seemed to have been in the chimney and garbage dump for a year in surprise, and then looked at the ugly cook, stuttering a little, "Could it be that You're not--you're not..."
"Bah!" Ning Cheng spat viciously and pointed at the ugly cook, "Ask your good guard!"
Feng Zhiwei looked at the ugly cook in astonishment. The man turned his back, slowly tore off his mask, took out a foldable bamboo hat and veil from his arms, put it on, and straightened his body that had been twisted by internal strength. After a period of skeletal noise, Gu Nanyi's appearance was restored.
Feng Zhiwei was speechless—is the ugly cook Gu Nanyi? Can Gu Nanyi cook?
Gu Nanyi looked at Ning Cheng, who looked very relieved, and said slowly: "He will cook the food, and I will serve it."
Feng Zhiwei understood instantly - she thought Ning Cheng was the ugly cook and Gu Nanyi had another hiding place. Because Gu Nanyi would never cook, Gu Nanyi probably used force to force Ning Cheng to give up. The cook's mask, and then the dishes had to be cooked by Ning Cheng, and then served by Gu Nanyi, so that he could see Feng Zhiwei every day. The ship was heavily guarded, and although the cook used his family's cooking skills not to be seen by outsiders, he closed the door to cook. From time to time, people came in to check, so Ning Cheng before and after cooking was probably forced to hide in the garbage basket by Gu Nanyi. Looking at his appearance with cabbage hanging on his head, kelp around his waist, and lard boots on his feet, it was very strange. Understood.
No wonder this **** was so angry that he almost attacked Gu Nanyi without warning when he saw that he mistakenly thought he was the cook.
Ning Cheng was still smiling while holding his belly to relieve his anger. The more he thought about how Feng Zhiwei had almost accidentally killed Gu Nanyi, the happier he felt. He laughed so hard that he was out of breath and said: "Oh...oh...oh...if only... ...If you react...a little slower...my master...will have no love rival...haha...uh."
He suddenly stopped because he saw that Feng Zhiwei was no longer surprised and was looking at him with a smile on her face, as if she was watching a monkey show.
Ning Cheng reacted immediately.
I have offended the best traitor in the world!
He suddenly remembered his master's repeated instructions before leaving: "Don't offend Feng Zhiwei if you offend everyone. If you offend, you must apologize quickly and sincerely. If you don't apologize, you will be slapped in the face - don't blame me." I can't save you even though I'm thousands of miles away."
I also thought of my master’s care, which he was not afraid of nagging: “When Feng Zhiwei smiles at you when you shouldn’t smile, you must be careful.”
Ning Cheng finally thought of these two sentences belatedly and jumped away, a few feet away.
Fortunately, Feng Zhiwei only smiled briefly, then turned around, pointed at the sampan, and said: "Push it down and leave quickly."
Ning Cheng looked at her back furtively, thinking to herself, would it be okay if she just smiled?
There was already faint movement above. The three of them stopped slacking off and untied the mooring ropes to push the sampan into the sea. There was food and fresh water already prepared in the boat.
The small boat swung leisurely in the shadow of the big ship. Gu Nanyi tried it out and reached out to pick up Feng Zhiwei. The moment Feng Zhiwei got on the boat, she suddenly paused and looked back at where the sampan had been placed. Bulkhead, she vaguely felt that there seemed to be something there that moved her heart. Just as she was about to go back and take a look, she heard footsteps above that made the wall of the ship rattle. Someone exclaimed: "Your Highness!"