Chapter 25 Treatment of Wounds

"Tao Guoxiang is angry, the last general is guilty, and the last general is willing to return to the prime minister and help the minister to take down the Lang evil. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info "Seeing the potter's murderous momentum, Chang Feng panicked and begged for mercy again and again.

The potter was indifferent, stepped forward with his sword, kicked Chang Feng to the ground with a flying kick, and then trampled him under his feet.

"I only think of begging for mercy now, when you killed my messenger and humiliated me in front of the two armies, did you ever think that there would be such a result, but now it's too late to regret it, I don't need you as a villain like a rebellious villain!"

The potter's voice was fierce, and in the angry scolding, the long sword in his hand had been cut off angrily.

"Don't, don'tβ€”"

In the scream, blood splattered, and one of Chang's arms had been cut off.

"Tick...... The system scans for the host's brutality against the enemy, gaining 10 brutality points, and the host's existing brutality points are 18. ”

Sure enough, there was a prompt sound in his mind, and the potter felt a burst of joy in his heart, pondering that now he has 18 cruelty points and 40 points of benevolence, if he converts it, he can get at least more than 60 benevolence points, as long as he finds a way to get more than 20 benevolence points, he can summon a heroic soul with a single item value of more than 80, and his strength will increase by another level.

"Come on, drag this guy down, stop the bleeding and heal his wounds, but don't let him die." The potter strode back to the upper echelons and threw the bloodied saber back to Mulan.

Hua Mulan stared at her eyebrows and said, "Lord, this guy is too hateful, why don't you just kill him and leave him alive what else to do?" ”

"You don't understand, I'll be useful if I keep him." A terror swept into the potter's eyes.

Of course, he couldn't tell Mulan that he kept Chang Feng so that he could wait until next month to cut off another arm of that guy to get another brutality point.

Like Mi Fang, Chang Feng is equivalent to the potter's private "ATM", keeping their dogs' lives alive, you can continuously collect brutal points from them, where are the potters "willing" to kill them.

After disposing of Changfeng, the potters ordered the generals to disperse, each of them went to clean up the battlefield, appease the people of Jiqiu, and prepare to continue to go north in the next step and directly take the country and Kaiyang.

The generals retreated, and in the lobby, only the potter and Mulan remained, and the potter wanted to ask Mulan to rest too, but suddenly found that blood oozed from her shoulders.

"Mulan, are you injured?" The potter suddenly became nervous.

Hua Mulan was stunned, glanced at her shoulder, and realized it, but said disapprovingly: "I was scratched by a cold arrow during the previous battle, and it was originally thickly bandaged, but it may have accidentally burst the wound when I beat the dog thief surnamed Chang, and it is not in the way." ”

"It's really a female man, the blood is flowing like this, and it's not even a matter of taking it seriously......"

The potter secretly sighed, but he gently supported Mulan, and said with a serious face: "If this injury is not treated in time, the wound infection may become a major injury, how can it not be taken seriously, I will help you go back to the room to treat the injury, and re-apply the medicine and bandage it." ”

Hua Mulan had no choice but to be forcibly dragged back to the room, the door was closed, the potter took down the medicine box, and had to personally dress her with medicine.

"Childe, I'll do it myself." There was a hint of blush on Mulan's face, obviously a little embarrassed, after all, if you change the medicine, you have to take off your clothes, and then you have to show your skin to the potter.

"It's just healing, you're my fiancΓ©e, what's so embarrassing." The potter sat down behind her as he spoke, raising his hand to rip off her blouse.

Hua Mulan's hand instinctively dragged her clothes, resisted for a long time, but still sighed lightly, and had to let go of her hand.

The blood-stained clothes were gently faded by the potter, and the blood-stained fragrant shoulders and the snow-backed back as smooth as jade were presented in front of his eyes inch by inch, up to the waist position.

Hua Mulan, who had her back to the potter, had her entire upper body in her eyes at this moment, stained with snow-stained jade back, and only a thin red line remained, tied to a small chest wrap.

The potter had accidentally bumped into Chun Se before, but this time, it was the first time he had seen her graceful body so closely.

Even if it was only the backside, it was enough to stir the potter's heart.

"Childe, what are you looking at, why don't you change the dressing?" Hua Mulan, who was facing away, seemed to feel the potter's hot gaze, her face became redder, and her hands were tightly clasped in front of her chest, as if she was afraid that the red chest would slip off.

"Change it now, I have to wipe you clean first." The potter woke up from her spirit, suppressed the flame in her heart, and gently wiped the blood on her shoulders and back with a water-soaked silk scarf.

When wiping, his fingers crossed Mulan's skin intentionally or unintentionally, and the itchy, crispy touch stirred Mulan's heart to beat faster, the flush on the side of her face appeared from time to time, and the roots of her ears were hot.

In her heart, the chaotic thoughts were surging like a tide, and she had no choice but to bite her lips tightly and forcibly abandon the turbulent mind.

The potter was very busy for a long time, and finally wiped the blood for her, applied medicine, and bandaged the wound.

Everything stopped, the potter secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his spirit relaxed, and what he saw in front of him was already white and flawless, like a beautiful jade-like fragrant neck and jade shoulders, with a snowy back and a slender waist.

As a man, with such a beautiful scenery in front of him, the potter couldn't move in his heart, and couldn't help but gently hold her fragrant shoulder, bow his head on her jade neck, and kiss her gently.

Mulan's body was like a medium electricity, trembling violently, her cold jade face was extremely blushing in an instant, and her heart was pounding, almost jumping out of her towering chest.

"Tick...... The system scans Mulan to produce benevolence point 10, and the host body has benevolence point 53. ”

The prompt sound of the system elf indicates that Mulan has a love in her heart at the moment, and the potter is secretly happy and decides to take advantage of the situation to strike iron, if you can take the opportunity to do Mulan, you don't have to wait until the wedding day.

With the thought of "evil" for a lifetime, the potter continued to kiss her jade neck, stretched out his hands from behind, hugged her slender waist, and moved up quietly, preparing to capture the pair of towering and proud snow peaks.

Mulan's heart was beating faster and faster, her breathing became more and more rapid, her body and mind gradually blurred, and under the caress of the potter, her psychological defense line was almost about to collapse.

Suddenly, the last trace of sobriety, like lightning, lit up her mind.

"It's not early, Childe should rest early, Mulan is also tired." Mulan stood up, broke free from the potter's restraints, and hurriedly pulled up the blouse around her waist with both hands, wrapping all the grace tightly.

"It's just a little bit close......"

The potter had no choice but to give up the idea of doing Mulan tonight, told her a few words to rest, and left with a sigh.

The door closed, leaving Mulan alone.

She let out a long breath, the whole person sat down softly, but her breathing was still rapid, the clouds on her face did not fade for a long time, and her mind was full of pictures of the potter caressing her, and the feeling of palpitations lingered.

"Childe ......" quietly, between the cold and beautiful pretty, a low-eyebrow smile passed.