Chapter 7 Disaster Strikes
Wan Zifeng looked like watching a play, and played with the teacup in his hand with interest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Zuo Hailiang was taken aback, and looked at the seat nervously, for fear that the marshal would condemn Robin and the others for this.
Only Zuo Ling was still calm, and none of Bai Huahua's beards trembled.
He waved Cheng Yue and the messenger to step back.
There were only four people left in the room.
Huan Huan knelt under his seat, and for the first time felt that he was really wearing less. In this May weather, the ground is still very cold, not to mention the low pressure released by the three people above, Ye Huanhuan once felt that he was about to really ascend to immortal.
"You are Ye Huan?"
After following the prestige, after seeing a delicately carved dark brown table, a long body leaned out, different from the short black and brown hair of Westerners, a man with long hair and a shawl, a pair of phoenix eyes were even more demonic, and a white jade teacup in his hand still exuded a faint tea mist.
"Yes." Huan Huan nodded.
"Is it an immortal doctor?"
"Huh?" Huan Huan was stunned for a moment, and then quickly shook his head.
"You saved a man on the battlefield, right?"
"Yes." She nodded again. At this time, an angry voice rushed out, "I said, why do you always nod and shake your head, can't you talk well?" Are you dumb? ”
Huan Huan was frightened, looking at the pile of dismembered tables, suddenly stood up a little white-faced figure, but his temper was very short-tempered, and he was about to draw a knife as he spoke.
"It's true that my name is Ye Huan, but I'm just a quack, I know a little that others don't know, I know a little bit that others don't understand, I'm a little bolder than others, and I see a little more than others. That's all, that's all. "Ye Huanhuan belongs to the rabbit sign, once others are more irritable than her, she will immediately disarm and surrender.
Wan Zifeng felt even more interesting. "You're good at treating sword wounds?"
"Well, but at that time, it was for a moment of fun, so I would tell others what kind of Bodhisattva I was. Actually, it's not that remarkable. She Huan looked directly at Wan Zifeng and explained word by word, for fear that these people would misunderstand her.
"So, those who came back from the dead, you made it up?"
"No, it's not. Those, just. Huan Huan was nervous for a while, and he didn't know where to start. Thinking about it, it can't be said that you coaches don't care about the life or death of the Han generals at all, which leads to their no one to treat them, and minor illnesses drag on major illnesses, and others look at them coldly, so it is naturally like death.
"Ye Huan, this looks like a girl's name?" Wan Zifeng smiled sarcastically, and his phoenix eyes were spread, and he could see people thoroughly. Ye Huanhuan's whole body was shocked, looking at Wan Zifeng, she couldn't help but slander in her heart, this big bad wolf dug traps for her one after another, and she jumped into it stupidly.
"I, I'm a girl." Saying this sentence with difficulty, He Huan closed his eyes, as if waiting for the verdict to be announced.
Hailiang was the first to explode, "What? You're a woman?! Lifting the pile of ruins in front of him, a face like an innocent girl who has been greatly deceived.
"Hailiang, sit down." Zuo Ling's deep voice is extremely convincing. Zuo Hailiang sat down with his mouth wide open.
"Actually, if it weren't for Chen Dibao's arrangement for you, anyone who has seen you would probably be able to guess it. With the exception of some fools, of course. Although Wan Zifeng is a generation of celebrities, he has been wandering the world for a long time, and he has unconsciously been contaminated with the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes. When he encounters someone who is unexpectedly interesting, he can't help but want to tease. It's just a pity that Zuo Hailiang, as a senior fool, really didn't understand Wan Zifeng's code words.
Ye Huanhuan glanced sympathetically at the fool who was still frightened by drinking the northwest wind, and nodded.
"Ye Huan. Chen Dibao is indeed a rare talent. ”
He Huan suddenly thought of the beautiful scenery of the old man crying and falling into the arms of the little family Jasper in the morning, and suddenly wanted to laugh, and bit his lip with difficulty before he endured it.
Wan Zifeng poured another cup of tea and continued, "Robin, Ning Yu and the others are also soldiers worthy of life and death. ”
Huan Huan didn't understand the reason for this praise.
"Do you want to save them?" Wan Zifeng picked up a strand of long hair again, let it soak in the tea leaves, and waited for Ye Huanhuan's answer.
Huan Huan's heart moved, "How can I save it?" ”
"Simple, go to Jiuku." Wan Zifeng put down the cup and picked up a sheepskin-like package. "Cure a man."
"But, but I'm a quack, if, if I can't be cured." Huan Huan anxiously explained.
Wan Zifeng put down the package again and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you are just our delaying tactic." You are here, the rumors are there, even if you can't save that person in the end, Chen Dibao and they will never be fine. ”
Huan Huan's scalp tightened, and he suddenly understood Wan Zifeng's intentions. "That is to say, if I am cured, I will be the only one who will die."
"You're smart."
Zuo Hailiang, who finally understood on the side, was in a somewhat complicated mood, and secretly struggled for a while, and finally stepped forward to plead: "Father, she, she is still a girl." A man wanders on the battlefield and can't find a home for a while. People kindly rescued our soldiers, we, how can we take revenge? ”
"Hai Gongzi, it's no wonder that you always lose in chess. If this is a child, would you rather lose one or a battalion? ”
"you. What's next to chess? No, I'll just ask you a question, our barracks are full of old men, you said you sent a big girl to Jiuku, what's going on? If you want me to say, it's better to send the girl home quickly. ”
"Hey, Hai Gongzi. Didn't you explain it all for me? This girl could not find a home on the battlefield for a while, so she kindly rescued our soldiers, and then, kindly, accepted our invitation to be treated in the wounded barracks. In the end, I was kind enough to go to Jiuku. ”
"You!" Zuo Hailiang didn't have the eloquence of Wan Zifeng after all, so he was finally defeated, turned his head, and didn't want to look at such a tragic picture.
Huan Huan is in a dilemma, but he is also confused. The way of life, the way of death. She knew that her fate was set in her own thoughts. She wanted to cry a little, and she missed Zhou Yao.
"Zhou Yao. Help me, help me, Zhou Yao. Zhou Yao. Ye Huanhuan secretly prayed that Zhou Yao would suddenly appear, silently reading his lover's name.
"Doctor Ye, in fact, this is also giving you a way out." Wan Zifeng looked at the trembling girl under the seat, and couldn't help but feel compassion. "Here, it's a dead end. When you go to Jiuku, at least there is a chance to choose. ”
When Ye Huanhuan spoke again, her voice was full of tears.
"Okay." A faint word, but it hurt the hearts of three people.
Zuo Ling turned around silently and remained silent. Wan Zifeng closed his phoenix eyes and turned his head, unwilling to look or listen.
In the cold and silent tent, only Zuo Hailiang sighed again and again.