Bing Cube Ling glanced at me, but didn't answer me immediately. The woods were dead silent again, and only the "crackling" of the campfire echoed in my ears.

I looked at his somewhat translucent side face illuminated by the firelight, and I was in a trance for a moment. He was silent for a long time, and finally spoke, "That's a demon spirit. ”

"Demon spirit?" I immediately stared at him with wide eyes when I heard this new word that seemed to be in fantasy novels, "You don't always laugh, do you? What kind of thing is a demon spirit? Why does it sound like a supplement for the protagonist in a fantasy novel?"

Bing Cu Ling glanced at me, ignored my nonsense, and continued: "What you saw just now is the demon spirit of that centipede," Speaking of this, Bing Cube Ling's eyes were slightly cold: "I didn't expect it to have become like this......"

Seeing him like this, I couldn't help but be curious, and hurriedly ran to him and sat down and asked, "What did you mean by this?......?" Can you stop talking all the time, hey!"

Bing Cube Ling looked at the burning bonfire, as if thinking about something. Reflecting the firelight, I actually felt that this guy didn't seem to be the same as before, and his expression was not so stiff. Could it be that this guy was really guessed by me, that he was a human form made of an ice skate, and was it now roasted by fire? I muttered silently in my heart, of course I didn't dare to say it, so I could only wait quietly for him to speak.

He was silent for a long time, and sighed slightly: "That's it, even if it's fate." Hearing this usually light-hearted person suddenly say such a sentence, my heart trembled inexplicably, and I looked at him a little blankly. At this time, Bing Cuo Ling also looked back at me, and his expression gradually froze again: "Do you want to know what is hidden in this Wang Clan's ancestral hall?"

Hearing him suddenly ask, my heart suddenly became lively: Is this guy finally going to tell me something? Thinking of this, I forcibly held back my ecstasy and quickly nodded: "I want to think about it, of course I want to!"

But God always likes to joke with me. Just when Bing Fang Ling was a little hesitant, a familiar shout came from the depths of the woods in the east - "Comrade Luo He! Your Majesty! Where are you kid! Wei Chen's escort is too late!"

It's the king's boy! he's fine! I heard his shout. My heart was beating wildly, and I didn't care what the hell was hidden in the ancestral hall, so I jumped up from the ground excitedly and shouted in the direction from which the voice came: "Commander Wang! I saw two figures stumbling out of the forest in the east -- Wang Quan and Wang Xiang.

As I watched them walk towards us, the tension in my heart finally relaxed—I saw that they were very embarrassed, dirty, with a lot of cuts on their clothes, and dust all over their bodies and hair. Wang Xiang is fine. Except for his hair and clothes, he was not injured in any other places, but he was in a trance, which should have been caused by a lot of fright. Wang Quan's wife was much worse than her: I saw that all the arms of his shirt had become "strips", there were still a few cuts on his arms, and his body seemed to have been splashed with feces, all of which smelled of centipede's body fluids.

Watching them approach, I could no longer suppress the excitement in my heart, and with tears in my eyes, I ran to the boy of Wang Quan and shone it on his chest. Symbolically gave him a lump of money, and said with tears in his eyes: "You are fucking scared me to death!

"Ouch! you fucking light!" Wang Quan rubbed his chest with bared teeth, and at the same time raised his hand to give me a brain jump: "Master, my life is hard! How can it be so easy to be righteous, but you kid has thin arms and legs, fine skin and tender meat, I am still fucking worried about you! It's good to see that your kid is fine...... Oh fuck me!" Wang Quan said as he suddenly covered his thighs and cursed, startling me a lot. Looking at his appearance, my heart jerked: this kid must be injured!

"Take it away, I'll see!" I yelled at him anxiously.

"It's okay, haha, it's all a little hurt......" Wang Quan smiled as if nothing had happened. However, the pain was very faceless, distorting his face. Seeing that he was stubborn, I didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly tore off his claws that were pressed on the wound - I saw that the place where he was pressed was a two-finger-wide blood hole, and at this time, the skin on both sides of the blood hole had been opened. The flesh was blurry, and the blood was still gurgling out. And in the middle of this bloody hole, there seems to be something inserted.

Looking at the shocking wound on Wang Quan's leg, my brain was dizzy, and I forced myself to endure the nausea and turn my head away, while trembling and rummaging through the bandages in my backpack. He asked in a somewhat trembling voice, "You...... You kid, how did you get this wound?"

Before Wang Quan could speak, Wang Xiang, who was standing on the side, burst into tears: "It's all my fault......!

Wang Quan glanced at Wang Xiang, bared his teeth and said: "Okay, okay, don't howl, Lao Tzu is not dead yet, besides, it is right to protect your little girl, don't be like Qiong Yao drama," After that, Wang Quan turned his gaze to me: "Your Majesty, haven't you been a doctor for a long time, hurry up and deal with me, it hurts to death!"

At this time, I had already taken out the strange bottle of potion and bandage that Bing Cu Ling gave me from my backpack, but looking at his wound that made me dizzy, I didn't know where to start for a while, and when I heard this guy's complaint, I couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Lao Tzu has never seen you fight in a long illness, what the hell is in your leg, you can't do it if you don't get it out!"

"This is the nail of the father of the centipede that was killed that day, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's quick hand to chop off a leg, my leg would be useless!" Wang Quan exclaimed with a roll of his eyes.

Listening to Wang Quan's words, I couldn't help but be terrified, although this kid said it lightly, but the situation at that time must have been very critical. Just when I was holding the bandage and looking at his disgusting blood hole, I didn't know what to do, Bing Culin, who had been silent beside us, got up and walked up to my side, and said coldly, "It's better for me to come." Then he took the bandage and the medicine from my hand and walked over to the king.

I saw him take a look at Wang Quan's wound, his brows furrowed slightly, and he lightly spit out three words: "Bear with it." With that, he took out the dagger from the side of his leg. I really couldn't bear to see this bloody scene, and quickly twisted my head to the side, and Wang Quan's kid is also a tough guy, and he hasn't screamed in pain, which makes me admire it very much.

"Alright, be careful yourself. With the cold sound of the ice cubes, I knew that this thrilling surgical operation was finally over. I breathed a long sigh of relief, and turned my head to look at Wang Quan—I saw that the boy's facial features were twisted together because of the pain, his lips were tightly pursed, and his whole face was like an eggplant, and beads of sweat the size of beans crawled all over his forehead. After a long time, he let go of his lips and gasped for breath, looking at him like this, I felt a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly walked to him: "Hey, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay with this little injury. Wang Quan gasped and said viciously.

Looking at his stubborn appearance, I could only shake my head helplessly, looked at the silent forest around me, and stretched out my hand to him: "Get up, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, I think it's important for us to hurry up and go to the Wang family's station." Wang Quan glanced at me, nodded heavily, grabbed my hand, and stood up from the ground with his strength, probably pulling the wound on his leg as he stood up, and I saw the corner of the boy's mouth twitch obviously.

Bing Fang Ling, who was standing on the side, looked at us, wiped the dagger stained with the blood of Wang Quan, turned his head and said to Wang Xiang, who was standing on the side with two tear stains on his face, "Can you still find a place?"

Wang Xiang was awakened from a trance by the cold voice of the ice cube, and hurriedly turned his head to look left and right, the ponytail that was originally tied high above her head had fallen to the back of her head, and with her panicked turn, fluttering behind her head. She looked at it for a while, sighed slowly, and said with a slight cry: "I...... I can't find my way ......" (To be continued.) )