Su Qing Erzhang was puzzled and complained to him, "You just pulled me and didn't let me explain, now it's okay, sister-in-law misunderstood us." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Otherwise, he is his brother, not his son, Jiang Xiaoshan really wants to scrape him to death with one ear, he is too blind, find something for him to do and send him away, "Sister-in-law didn't say just now that she wants a bed quilt, you go and find it, it's best to ask for a new one, the kind that no one has used." ”

Zhou Yuwei looked at Jiang Xiaoshan's actions, snorted, twisted her waist and left.

"Ugly people are so weird!" Su Qing looked at her back and muttered, Jiang Xiaoshan frowned, and did not object to his words.

When the three of them went out, Lan Tian immediately got up, looked at the finger that had just poked Mo Junhua, calmly wiped it on Mo Junhua's hospital gown, and turned her hand over, and the gray cloth in her sleeve fell into her hand.

As soon as his hand was raised, the cloth flew from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and it was densely packed with rows of silver needles as thin as hair, which cured Mo Junhua, and after accepting this merit, she could prepare to build the foundation.

Divine consciousness swept over Mo Junhua's body, these years of training were not in vain, he was strong and strong, his tight muscles were like iron, and his hands couldn't press it down, which showed that there was a powerful explosive force hidden in it.

There are some minor injuries on the body, and there are no hidden internal injuries, Lan Tian feels strange, since he has not been fatally injured, how can he not wake up?

It can't be a dream demon, right?

This is not impossible, some people are too stimulated and would rather live in a dream than wake up. I don't know what to think of, Lan Tian looked at Mo Junhua strangely, could it be that he was also stimulated? Who stimulated? Zhou Yuwei?

If you want to know if Mo Junhua is a dream demon, enter his sea of consciousness and take a look. The mortal consciousness sea is very fragile, and it cannot withstand the divine consciousness of the monk, and there can be no accident. Under the enchantment in the house, the blue sky separated a trace of divine consciousness and probed into Mo Junhua's eyebrows, but an accident happened, as soon as the divine consciousness entered his sea of consciousness, it was actually popped out by Mo Junhua's willpower.

Seeing the hell, Lan Tian's eyes widened and he looked at him in a daze.

Don't let you go in and see it, right? glanced at the rows of silver needles that flashed with the cold light of the forest, and smiled demonically, then bear her storm.

Before the needle, he pinched Mo Junhua's body, twisted a silver needle, the cold light under his eyes sparkled, and he pierced Mo Junhua's fingers, ten fingers connected to his heart, the taste of pain was too wonderful to think.

Lan Tian didn't guess wrong, Mo Junhua was indeed a dream demon, the cloud that shrouded him in the dream finally dispersed, and he finally saw everything that happened in the dream clearly.

As a bystander, he looked at Mo Junhua in his dream, falling into the trap of others step by step, walking step by step according to the enemy's layout, and when he got out of the predicament, the enemy had become the climate, and he had lost the best opportunity to attack, and he had no ability to fight back at all.

He finally knew what happened between him and Lan Tian, he caused the girl to lose their child, and finally caused the girl to be kicked out, no wonder the girl never waited to see him.

Wait a minute, the things in the dream didn't happen, whether it was before or in the future, he would rather be hurt by him, and he wouldn't hurt her, so, how did the girl know?

A sudden piercing pain came from his fingertips, interrupting Mo Junhua's thoughts, why did his hand hurt so much, the pain felt too real, it didn't look like a dream at all.

The silver needle pierced Mo Junhua's fingers, and he caught a glimpse of Mo Junhua's eyebrows twisted, and his palms trembled slightly.

I felt that this method was feasible, and twisted a silver needle in my hand.

"Mo Junhua, I'm doing this for your good, although the means are a little rude and brutal, but the effect is very good, and you are a soldier, a soldier has an iron backbone and an iron will, presumably this pain should be bearable."

Mo Junhua's eyebrows were tightly frowned, fine beads of sweat secreted from his head, his honey-colored face was already blue, his stiff hands and feet twitched slightly, and the eyeballs under his eyelids moved back and forth.

As if he didn't see it, the blue sky slowly pierced the silver needle, and waited until his ten fingers were full, flicked the needle, and the swaying silver needle, under the orange light, emitted a cold glow, which made people shudder.

Compared to the pain she suffered in her previous life, this pain is nothing, it is just a little interest.

Mo Junhua was wearing the peach wood necklace she gave, how could he be so seriously injured? Unless he gave away the necklace, thinking of Zhou Yuwei during the day, his eyes crossed a touch of coldness, and he ripped open Mo Junhua's neckline, and with a fingertip, a small peach wood bullet fell into Lan Tian's hand.

If Mo Junhua dared to give away her things casually, Lan Tian understood him with a needle, even if he was killed by thunder, it would be happier than watching him block her.

The aura on the peach wood bullet is about to dissipate, this trip to the front line, I am afraid that it is much more dangerous than the previous southern battlefield, if it were not for the peach bullet to block him, Mo Junhua is afraid that he would have died on the battlefield a few times.

Lan Tian re-laid out the formation on the bullets, sorting out his memories as he sorted them out.

In the previous life, not long after Mo Junhua came back from the southern battlefield, Zhou Yuwei came to the door, and then she was sent back by Mo Junhua, she didn't know what happened to the two of them, and after Mo Junhua took her back to the army, she lived in the house that Mo Junhua bought outside, and then a few years later, Peach Blossom told her that Zhou Yuwei was with Mo Junhua.

On the battlefield in the north, Mo Junhua didn't go at all.

The difference between this life and the previous life, Mo Junhua did not have anything to do with Zhou Yuwei, Zhou Yuwei did not marry Chu Yang, but she still hooked up with Chu Yang and wanted to become Mo Junhua's woman. The consequence of not wanting her is that Mo Junhua went to the north, and Zhou Yuwei also followed her to the north, and someone hid the news from her, and the final result was that Zhou Yuwei and Mo Junhua were together.

Lan Tian couldn't understand why they had to bring Zhou Yuwei to Mo Junhua's side?

After thinking about it for a while, she didn't come up with an answer, and Lan Tian didn't think about it either, anyway, she would know when the time came.

After a while, Lan Tian took out the silver needle, took out the silk handkerchief, wiped the traces of blood on the tip of the needle, put it into the cloth, untied the barrier, opened the door, and saw Jiang Xiaoshan guarding the door.

"Sister-in-law." Jiang Xiaoshan got up and looked into the room, why was it so fast?

"Not so fast, your battalion commander's situation is quite special, you need to be treated for a few more days, I'm tired and rest first, what about you?" Before opening the door, the blue sky reversed the aura, and at this moment her face looked pale and tired, as if she was overworked.

Seeing Lan Tian's pale face, Jiang Xiaoshan was ashamed and embarrassed, he only cared about the battalion commander's condition, so much so that he forgot about Lan Tian's physical condition, "Sister-in-law, you go to rest, don't worry about us, there are a lot of beds in the ward next door, where are we going to sleep, when Su Qing comes back with the quilt, I will send you in." ”

"Thank you."