C519 C C metaplasia (2/2)
”Hurry, hurry, hurry. Esteemed empress dowager, be careful of your feet. It's too dark here …” Qing San Ye and the others escorted the empress dowager to the top of the mountain. At this time, Ci An's foot suddenly stepped on empty space. He shouted loudly.
Even at the most crucial moment, he was still a martial arts practitioner, so without thinking, Qing San Ye was the first to reach out and support Ci An. What he never expected to happen, happened as the Qing San Ye extended his hand to grasp onto a high ground.
”Mm …” A muffled grunt came from Ci An's mouth, and no one knew what happened to the surrounding darkness.
The big hand of the Qing San Ye grabbed onto the left side of the empress dowager's chest. That softness, that smoothness, that indescribable feeling made both the Fuqing and Ci An dumbfounded.
Ci An had not touched a man for more than ten years, so let alone touching him, even if a man's aura was a little stronger, she wouldn't be able to stand it. There was even less of a need to talk about Qing San Ye. Men were originally despicable, believing in wives and concubines. It was better to steal than to steal.
This was what happened in the Great Qing. The most amazing thing was that he could not steal it, and just based on the difference in status, it was no less than a strong aphrodisiac to the Qing San Ye.
Well, did you have a bra in 1866? There was no place to test it, but there definitely wasn't any in Great Qing, what was that small stone on the Qing San Ye's palm that was rubbing against each other? In any case, there was an indescribable feeling of hardness.
”Esteemed Empress Dowager, be careful of your feet …” Just when the two of them felt that time had stopped, a few lanterns flashed by. It was Er Mao's trusted aides, who had brought a few Eagle Claw grandsons to chase them from the small path.
Qing San Ye quickly retracted his hands as if nothing had happened. Ci An's mental state was also good, he turned his head and calmed down. Under the light of the lantern, the group of people quickly arrived at Kiki's tower.
The Old Ancestor and Hairy # 2 took the short route to Kiki's tower in advance, and were currently at the door fiddling with the wood box s who were wrapped in oilcloth. The Old Ancestor extended his talons, and crushed the wooden boards as if he was tofu, revealing the three layers of oilcloth underneath.
With a tearing sound, the tarpaulin was torn open. Spencer and the yellow bullets inside all weighed down.
”Er Mao!” You audacious maniac, you are really too audacious. You actually hid a firearm underwater in the North Sea? Are you trying to rebel? ” The Old Ancestor began to curse.
Er Mao did not have time to pay attention to him. He waved his hands and a few young eunuchs carried a pickaxe as they ran to a corner of the Kiki's tower. After a series of loud banging sounds, they lifted up a few limestone slabs, and in the end, they discovered a few boxes of firearms, and even some special combat grenades produced by the Ryukyu.
This time, the Old Ancestor finally shut up. Er Mao rolled his eyes at him, knowing very well that not only did I hide in the water, I also hid in the ground.
Right at this time, a torch suddenly lit up at the foot of the Jingshan. Hundreds and thousands of soldiers did not dare make a single sound, and rushed over like a silent tide.
Qing San Ye picked up a handful of Spencer, grabbed two of the Colt revolver, and started pressing bullets into it. He stepped on a piece of Taihu stone and said with a cold smile.
”If he does not even dare to shout out loud, it means that Ci Xi is afraid that there will be a leak. His body had already fallen into the well. What was the use of hanging his ears? What's the use of having face now? ”
”Brothers, get ready, the gun is your order, once we fire, the entire Beijing will know about this change. If she, Ci Xi wants to blow it up, we will do it for her.”
”As you wish, Lord Third!” There was an orderly roar in the darkness.
No one noticed that Ci An's expression had become extremely strange, as she muttered to himself, ”My body fell into the well … He fell into the well... ”What am I doing outside with my ears still hanging?”
”My shoes are already wet, do I even need to care about my pants?”
Ci An subconsciously tightened his legs, borrowing the light from the lanterns and torches, she looked towards Fuqing. This was the first time she realized that the man from the Fuca's house's branch was actually so imposing.
With a broad chest and firm arms, looking at his handsome face, Qing San Ye was indeed worthy of being called a hero among the eight flags.
Fu Hui, who served by the empress dowager's side, had married several men in her life, so it was impossible for her not to be familiar with this kind of ambiguous atmosphere.
Right at this time, the group of torches that had rushed out from Shen Wu Men were already surrounding the foot of the Jingshan and silently climbing upwards. Qing San Ye spat a mouthful of saliva down the mountain and immediately followed with Spencer on his shoulder. He did not hesitate at all as he pulled the trigger.
With a crisp smack, the sound of gunfire resounded through the dark night far away. A black shadow on the mountainside screamed and tumbled down.
At that moment, everyone was stunned. A change in the palace had finally evolved to the point where the Gun could move. From that moment on, this change in the palace would no longer be a secret.
In 1866, the Chinese year of Yin and Yin, shocking the world of C Yin palace change, officially began the prelude.