"His bleeding could not be stopped, his condition had deteriorated and was difficult to control. To be clear, he won't last long. You are his good friend, so accompany him and watch him finish his last journey!" the doctor patted Zhao Wuji on the shoulder, stood up, and said in the tone that he was used to seeing life and death parting.

"Doctor, is there no way?" Zhao Wuji still held on to the last glimmer of hope.

The doctor shook his head and said, "No way. I've seen too many situations like him, and it's impossible for him to survive. Unless ......"

"Unless what?" Hearing that there was still hope, Zhao Wuji suddenly stood up.

"Unless you are healed by the Great Soul Guest, or consume the flesh and blood of the super strong, then a miracle can occur. However, this is obviously not possible. ”

Zhao Wuji collapsed to the ground.

"Alright, I'm leaving. Although he was used to seeing such a scene, the doctor still didn't want to continue to look at Zhao Wuji's sad appearance and left in a hurry.

As soon as the doctor left, Zhao Wuji's red eyes suddenly flowed with hot tears. At this moment, he seemed to collapse before Yang Fan. After all, he was still a teenager.

Twitter, chirp.

The crisp chirping of birds echoed over Kowloon Town, giving this lifeless town a little bit of nature. The man put a quilt on the sleeping Zhao Wuji.

Then the man moved around the room for a moment, then walked to the window, opened it, pulled out the little food that was left from his clothes, and felt the first rays of the morning sun as he ate.

"The book says that if you eat the flesh and blood of the strong, your own physique will also undergo certain changes according to the physique of the strong. It seems that I didn't die this time, thanks to Sue. Master Su, I accept your favor, and I will definitely do everything I can to avenge you in the future. ”

Thinking of his previous weak physique, and then thinking of some changes that had occurred in him after taking Su's flesh and blood, Yang Fan finally had some enlightenment.

"Maybe Liu Chao's soul technique couldn't hurt him before, his strength and speed have increased, and this time the wound healed, probably because of the flesh and blood. ”

"Tang, I will keep this name firmly in mind and give Mr. Su justice in the future. Of course, the first person I'm going to deal with is you. This time I am in a big disaster, although I got Su's help by chance, but I can't help but say that it is the will of heaven in the dark, and I am destined to seek justice from you for the people who died in Shengcheng!"

The sunlight fell on the room through the window and sprinkled on Yang Fan's forehead. The eyes of the window lattice glowed red with hatred. At this time, Yang Fan's eyes turned red again.

"Ah, Yang Fan, is that you? You're awake!" Zhao Wuji's voice suddenly came from behind.

Yang Fan turned around and smiled gratefully at Zhao Wuji, and then his eyes returned to their original appearance.

"Well, I'm fine. ”

"How is this possible!The doctor said, you won't last long, let me see!" Zhao Wuji's expression was still extremely anxious, and he circled around Yang Fan, taking in his condition.

After seeing the wound on Yang Fan's back, Zhao Wuji exclaimed, "It's really okay! Yang Fan, what the hell is going on? Which god came down to save you?"

"Maybe God doesn't want to accept me as a follower. Yang Fan didn't tell Su about it, he felt that the fewer people who knew about it, the better, who knew how much trouble it would get into because of Su's death. "As soon as I woke up, I felt better. ”

Zhao Wuji raised his hands to the sky in worship, and said sincerely: "Thank God!"

"Indeed, we should be grateful to God. Yang Fan picked up Zhao Wuji and said with a smile: "But what makes me more grateful is Zhao Wuji." ”

"Me?"

"Zhao Wuji, from now on, you are my Yang Fan's eternal brother. Yang Fan said solemnly.

Zhao Wuji has long arms, which is innate, and perhaps it is precisely because of this that he has a higher talent for archery.

Yang Fan took out the food from his clothes, handed it to Zhao Wuji, then picked up the water on the table, and said, "Eat it, let's make a glass of water instead of wine, and thank God for his favor to us!"

Zhao Wuji swallowed it in one gulp and said excitedly: "Cheers, my brother!"

"May this thing bring you good luck as well. Yang Fan thought silently while drinking.

Although Yang Fan's recovery is a miracle, it is nothing to a sergeant who is accustomed to seeing life and death, and it is not a major event worth scrutinizing for Shuai Podi, who has seen too many strange things. So Yang Fan became the head of more than a thousand former Shengcheng prisoners and the commander of the forward battalion.

Although the position is commanding, Yang Fan has no actual status in the Blood Wolf Army. Not to mention the Blood Wolf Praetorian Guard with blood wolves, it is an ordinary soldier in the regular army of blood wolves, and it can also be on an equal footing with Yang Fan. Yang Fan can't order them to do anything, and he can't get their respect. But Yang Fan doesn't care about this, he just wants to survive, he just wants to live. Because no matter what you want to do next, you can only do it if you are alive.

So Yang Fan quickly entered the state, dutifully served as the commander, and let Shuai Po send to fight one big and small battle after another.

Soon half a year passed, and Yang Fan changed from fifteen to sixteen years old in age, but his temperament has changed greatly. On his face, there is no longer a trace of the feeling of decadence that once felt. With his short hedgehog-like hair, deep eyes, and commanding demeanor in his gestures, he has stood out from the crowd.

In the past six months, there have been only more than 300 of the more than 1,000 people he led, with more victories and fewer defeats, and with courage and blood for the entire Blood Wolf Army in exchange for repeated victories. Although Shuai Podi neither promoted him nor added troops to the forward battalion, Yang Fan, together with the forward battalion, already had some influence in the Blood Wolf Army. At least materially, the trophies of the original victory did not have a share of the vanguard battalion, and now the treatment is the same as the regular. Some young soldiers also secretly admired Yang Fan, and after they met, they all flattered and tried their best to curry favor, not at all like half a year ago when they still regarded Yang Fan as a prisoner.

All of this was bought by Yang Fan and the forward battalion with courage and blood.

Yang Fan's wisdom, Yang Shu's bravery, Zhao Wuji's martial arts, and the joint efforts of many capable people in the forward battalion have indeed fought many outstanding battles.

The Blood Wolf Army marched towards Merlin City.

Merlin City is the city of Mo Zhengwen, the former prime minister of the empire. In the past six months, the Blood Wolf Army has taken Mo Zhengwen's nineteen cities. So far, Mo Zhengwen has only Meilin City and another city called Sioux City left.

Seeing that victory was about to come, Shuai Po reorganized his troops, boosted morale, and prepared to take Mo Zhengwen's last two cities.