Batu not only tied the gold thread back around Hua Duxiu's neck, but also thoughtfully tucked the pendant into the collar.

Feeling the slight coolness and light weight in her chest, Hua Duxiu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Emma, walking the rivers and lakes, you have to rely on your mouth at the critical moment.

Spitting lotus flowers in your mouth is also combat power!

Hua Duxiu didn't want to talk about this issue anymore, for fear that his words would make Batu suspicious, so he changed the topic and asked:

"Dude, I have a question. ”

Batu patted his chest and said, "Brother, if there is anything, just ask, my brother must know everything." ”

Hua Duxiu said: "You just said 'God King', the palace...... There are 'god king' level masters in the palace?"

Batu said: "Do you need to talk about it? There must be, not only that, but there are many more." ”

Hua Duxiu was shocked: "There are a lot of them, and there are a lot of them in the palace!"

Batu scratched his bald head and said uncertainly: "It's not a lot, is it? At least five, six, seven, or eight must have them, otherwise why do you think the royal family can rule the nine realms of the world, and why would people like Tianhe Lao'er be afraid of the four highnesses? Of course, the existence of the 'god king' level combat power is the top secret among the top secrets, and no one knows how many there are in the palace, and which big guys they are. ”

"Tianhe has just entered the realm of 'Tianzun', and he can only be regarded as a new 'god king', and those in the palace are all old 'god kings', and it is not too difficult to clean up a Tianhe. Tianhe is so honest, what he is afraid of is not my old ba, nor the Fourth Highness, but the terrifying strength of the imperial center. ”

Hua Duxiu was silent.

The amount of information I got today is a bit overwhelming.

Once upon a time, he fantasized about going to the Wonderworld one day, sneaking into the palace and taking away the few pieces of animal skins in the hands of the sticky rod division.

Now it seems that with his strength, sneaking into the palace is no different from sending him to death.

Suddenly, Hua Duxiu felt so small.

The successive heavy blows and repeated blows made Hua Duxiu deeply aware of his shortcomings.

I'm too weak, I'm still too weak.

What is the youngest elder in the history of the Demon Flow Mansion, what is the champion of the Mobei Youth Martial Arts Conference, what is the head of the top ten outstanding youths, there is a fart?

Hua Duxiu glanced at Batu deeply, and sighed: "Brother, there are so many immortals in the sky, we have to come on, there is no strength, everything in our hands is floating clouds, if you say no, you won't." ”

Batu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded slowly: "Brother, what you said is really taking Lao Ba as your own person." ”

Hua Duxiu's heart was hot, and suddenly he felt that Batu was not so annoying, this big bald head was actually quite interesting.

There is no way, Young Master Hua is such a kind-hearted person, as long as the opponent does not engage in him and is willing to live in harmony with him, he is naturally happy, not to mention that Batu and him have no irresolvable contradictions.

Batu said softly: "Brother, let's go back?"

Hua Duxiu nodded: "Brother, let's go back!"

Batu stood up and let out a melodious roar in front of him, and soon Shinozuanfeng quickly returned with the two captains.

Xiao Zhuanfeng looked at Hua Duxiu with a smile on the ground, and then looked at Batu with a kind face, and the hanging heart finally returned to his stomach.

It's good that nothing happened.

Batu ordered: "Carry Brother Hua on your back, let's hurry up and return to the camp as soon as possible to treat Brother Hua's injuries!"

The two lieutenants carefully re-carried the flowers, and Batu explained warmly: "Brother, my brother should have carried you, but I am a rough man, and I may run uphill, this little brother is not bad, he walks steadily, and he can avoid shaking your wounds when he carries you." ”

Hua Duxiu was really moved, almost with tears in his eyes, no way, who made Young Master Hua a sensual person?

Big brother, you are my big brother!

Batu looked at the captain who was carrying Hua Duxiu on his back again, and said in a low voice: "The two legs are steady, dare to turn Lao Tzu and cut off your head, remember?!"

The lieutenant's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly nodded: "Remember the humble duty! It will definitely not be bumpy, please rest assured!"

Batu nodded with satisfaction and waved his big hand: "Let's continue to hurry!"

Xiao Zhuanfeng stared at the big eyes in disbelief, what happened in just a quarter of an hour? Just now, Batu still had bad intentions, he was even worried that Batu would kill Hua Duxiu with one slap after he took them away, but now, Batu and Hua Duxiu are as eager as their own half-brothers, which is really confusing.

I don't understand, I just don't want to.

Baili said that it was not close, and everyone hurried away, and arrived at the camp of the four princes in the evening.

Batu and Xiao Zhuanfeng had other important things to do, and left in a hurry after saying goodbye to Hua Duxiu, and the people who came and went in the camp were imperial warriors with serious faces, and Hua Duxiu didn't know any of them, so they had to honestly obey the arrangement.

Hua Duxiu was placed in a tent with a small space, where there was only a single bed and a cabinet, simple and shabby. A middle-aged sorcerer dressed in an imperial military uniform was in charge of healing Hua Duxiu's wounds, and no one else came to see him except this sorcerer.

The middle-aged sorcerer didn't seem to like to talk to people very much, Hua Duxiu wanted to talk about something a few times, but the sorcerer just agreed a few times, and all his attention was on healing Hua Duxiu's injuries.

Seeing that this person didn't like to chat, Hua Duxiu had no choice but to shut up and lie quietly on the single bed for treatment.

He was seriously injured, especially in his chest, where his ribs were almost all broken, and his right arm was also broken.

The sky was completely dark, and there was a military horn outside, Hua Duxiu felt the injuries on his body and sighed silently.

Grandma's, no one came to see me, so it's okay to ask for warmth.

Erxi, I miss you so much......

Yaoyao, Nian Ze, Qiqi, if you know that I am injured like this and I can't move, will you cry in distress?

Just as he was sighing, a young warrior opened the curtain and came in, holding a tray with two large bowls and a pair of bamboo chopsticks, one bowl was stewed dishes, and the other bowl was two steaming white-flour steamed buns.

The young samurai put the tray on the small cabinet at the head of the bed and asked, "General Hana, can you get up and eat by yourself?"

Hua Duxiu smiled bitterly: "Reluctantly." ”

The young samurai said, "Okay, then you can eat it while it's hot, there's a kettle here in the cabinet, and I'll come back in two quarters of an hour to clean up the dishes." ”

With that, the young warrior turned and lifted the curtain to leave.

Hua Duxiu really wanted to shout, brother, I'm just polite, I can't move, can I find a maid to serve? Or you can stay and help!

It's a pity that the young samurai didn't stay long for a moment, and Hua Duxiu didn't say anything to the point of his throat.

The moment the samurai lifted the curtain, Hua Duxiu glanced outside.

Outside, there were fires everywhere, and tents of various sizes were lined up, some of them had samurai guarded at the door, some were not, and a patrol of five samurai patrolled back and forth with torches, and the guards were quite tight.

Hua Duxiu lay on her back on the bed, sighed softly, stared at the top of the tent helplessly, and didn't move for a long time.

Gollum......

There was a protest in his stomach, and there was a cold wind in the cracks on the ground, which made Hua Duxiu's hands and feet a little cold.

It's cold.

I'm so hungry.

I haven't eaten for most of the day, coupled with the continuous fighting, and the physical exertion is terrible, this hunger rush up and is out of control.

Hua Duxiu turned her head to look at the two large bowls on the bedside table, the heat of the food inside was losing at an accelerated rate, and it might not be long before it would be cold.

Eat it, eat it yourself.

If you don't eat, you're starving, and if you don't have food in your stomach, won't it be even colder at night?

Hua Duxiu's right arm was wrapped with thick gauze, which was temporarily wasted, but fortunately, his left arm could still be used, he trembled and wanted to support himself, and when he moved slightly, a sharp pain hit his chest, and Hua Duxiu's head immediately rolled down beads of sweat.

He hurriedly lay down, not daring to move, in case he broke the broken bones, and suffered even more.

Nima.

How do you get up?

If you don't get up, how can you eat?

Hua Duxiu was melancholy.

The two large porcelain bowls on the bedside table, where the heat rose from the mouth of the bowl, suddenly became extremely attractive to Young Master Hua.

Nima.

He never imagined that one day it would become a luxury to be able to eat a hot meal by himself.

He had the heart to shout a few times and ask someone to come over to help, but his self-esteem made him unable to open his mouth.

This is the camp, the army outside, the imperial warriors, who are not related to him, who will serve him to eat?

He didn't want strangers to serve him to eat.

Moreover, there was no one outside his small tent, and he had watched carefully when the young samurai had left just now, and even if he shouted, he might not be able to call someone.

Hua Duxiu thought about it and felt that she couldn't give up, so she stretched out her left hand and slowly touched it towards the bedside table.

When the arm moves, pulling the shoulder and chest is a dull pain, but as long as you don't get up, the pain is still within the bearable range, and it will not open the broken bones in the chest and right arm.

After a lot of effort, Hua Duxiu's left hand finally trembled and touched the dinner plate, and then carefully grabbed a steamed bun and slowly brought it to his mouth.

Hua Duxiu has a big mouth and bites Bai Huahua's hot steamed bun.

Ooh.

It's so fragrant!

It is worthy of the camp of the Four Highnesses, and even the steamed steamed buns are so sweet, Hua Duxiu swears that he has never eaten such delicious steamed buns in his life.

Hua Duxiu devoured a steamed bun, his spirit was lifted, and his complexion improved a lot.

At this time, his gaze shifted to the second steamed bun in the porcelain bowl.

Such delicious steamed buns, one is definitely not enough, two are not enough, two more are good!

No, four more, six!

Hua Duxiu was about to reach out to grab the second steamed bun when footsteps sounded outside, the heavy curtain was lifted, and the young samurai returned.