Before the white figure approached the room, he was already attracted by the hearty laughter in the room.

"What's so good at laughing?" Pushing open the door, his face through the white veil also smiled easily, and asked softly.

Fang Cai's two laughs were made by Qinglong and Tianjun.

"Why is my mother so slow, Uncle Qinglong and I are almost asleep." Tianjun ran over and hugged Cheng Huan, and said in a coquettish tone.

Cheng Huan looked at Tianjun with a smile and asked, "Then whose laughter was it just now?" I heard it all in the yard. ”

"That's because my mother hasn't come back for a long time, and in order to prevent Uncle Qinglong from falling asleep, I deliberately accompanied Uncle Qinglong to have fun." Tianjun did not show weakness in returning.

Cheng Huan also couldn't help laughing more and more, there are always infinite possibilities in the world of children.

Even if the white is said to be black, there is a reason for it.

"Then let's not disturb Uncle Qinglong's rest, I'll take you back to read, okay?" Only then did Cheng Huan gently take Tianjun's hand and turn around to make a gesture of wanting to leave.

"Cheng Huan, White Tiger ......" At this time, Qinglong also stopped smiling and asked Zhengse.

That's what he's most concerned about.

Cheng Huan's quiet and serene face did not change color, but the darkness in a pair of ink-splashed pupils became a little thicker.

"The White Tiger has rested, no matter what the battle situation is tomorrow morning, I will take you back to Nanshan first." After a while, Cheng Huan said indifferently.

As soon as he heard Cheng Huan's words, the smile on Qinglong's face faded.

Suzaku is a closed disciple of Yao Dengzhen, and he can be regarded as the only successor of Nanshan's first-line medical skills.

With Suzaku sitting here, but still can't cure the white tiger, it is enough to imagine how strict the white tiger's injury is.

"The white tiger is not in danger of life, you don't have to worry, let's take care of your injuries first." Seeing Qinglong's expression gradually withering, Cheng Huan continued to say softly.

Hearing Cheng Huan say this, Qinglong settled down and nodded.

In such a situation, no one feels uncomfortable.

Qinglong has lost his spiritual cultivation, so the only thing to do is not to let himself become a burden to everyone.

Since Cheng Huan has already said so, what Qinglong can do is to rest well, recuperate and prepare for tomorrow's long trip.

Seeing that Qinglong had already made a conclusion in his heart, Cheng Huan relieved himself and pulled Tianjun out of Qinglong's room.

Although he knew that it was more cruel to let the green dragon who was still in the recovery understand the injury of the white tiger.

But if a person can't help himself, it's very difficult for others to help him.

Therefore, Cheng Huan would rather tell the news and let Qinglong accept it slowly.

Now that I have prepared in my heart, it is better than letting Qinglong suffer again when I set off early tomorrow morning.

"Mother, will Uncle White Tiger die?" Walking on the way to another huge barracks, Tianjun asked worriedly.

The dead gray that flashed on Fang Cai Qinglong's face was also taken back by Tianjun.

If it weren't for the fact that the White Tiger's injuries could not be saved, how could Qinglong show that fleeting hopeless look after hearing Cheng Huan say that.

"No, the White Tiger's injuries are just more difficult to treat, and we have to find a more shrewd healer to treat the White Tiger." Cheng Huan patiently replied.

Only when facing this little adult who does not understand the world, Cheng Huan will take a soft tone and say a thing to the most ideal aspect.

Because the immature child is still not familiar with the world, Chenghuan does not want to let the unbeautiful in this world lose the innocent heart of the child.

During the conversation between the two, they had already come to another barracks.

Compared to the place where the green dragon and the white tiger lived before, this place is more and more simple.

Because it is a place for the Iron Cavalry to temporarily heal and recuperate, even such a spacious space is crowded with soldiers.

What caught Cheng Huan's eyes was the delicate and fiery figure of the flower.

Suzaku, who was supposed to go back to the room to rest, had already come to the barracks where the Iron Cavalry had settled one step ahead of him, inspecting the situation of the sergeants.

"Suzaku, I'll take care of this place, you can go back and rest for a while." Cheng Huan walked up to Suzaku and said softly.

Although Suzaku didn't say anything, Cheng Huan could see that her mind was exhausted.

If you continue to support it like this, once your mind is weak and you collapse, I am afraid that Heavenly Doctor Yao Dengzhen will be powerless at that time.

Suzaku refused to leave, and shuttled among the soldiers whose wounds were wrapped in white cloth, checking the recovery of each soldier.

"Suzaku, I order you in the name of the princess to go back and rest!" Seeing that Suzaku refused to listen, Cheng Huan had to raise his voice again and said to Suzaku.

As soon as these words came out, not only Suzaku, but even the bustling and noisy iron cavalry stopped talking and looked at Cheng Huan in unison.

Although she knew that Cheng Huan was Princess Rong for a long time, this delicate and weak woman would face her subordinates with such arrogance for the first time.

Even when he rescued everyone in prison the night before, he only spoke in a sincere and friendly tone.

This is the first time to be arrogant.

Seeing that Cheng Huan was really angry, Suzaku straightened up and looked straight at Cheng Huan.

In fact, Suzaku could see that Cheng Huan's right shoulder injury was second only to the serious injury of Qinglong and White Tiger.

That kind of pain, as a healer, Suzaku naturally has a deep experience.

But Cheng Huan didn't show the slightest trace, still a quiet and peaceful face, and a calm and calm tone.

Even a slight frown, Suzaku has never seen it.

Since Cheng Huan can do such forbearance, the arrogant Suzaku believes that he can do the same.

"Suzaku, now is not the time to be rash, there are still a large number of injuries waiting for you to treat tomorrow morning." Cheng Huan's lips moved, and he continued to say to Suzaku with secret language.

Hearing Cheng Huan say this, Suzaku's arrogant expression relaxed slightly, and after leaning over and admonishing the soldiers in front of him, he turned around and walked out of the door.

After Suzaku left, Cheng Huan naturally did not stop, and then inspected the injuries of the soldiers one by one.

Except for some people who were seriously injured, the rest of the people were already in the healing stage.

Although only a day had passed, under the urging of Suzaku's powerful medicine, the soldiers who had been particularly lightly injured had already shown signs of improvement.

On the other hand, the soldiers who were cultivating in another enchantment were in an absolutely safe environment, and their minds were restored several times faster than ordinary people.

At this time, some people have already regained their full spirit.

It seems that if this continues, no matter whether Ouyang Gurong's backwater battle can be won completely tonight, at least half of the Iron Cavalry will always be able to go into battle again tomorrow.

In this way, even if it is a protracted battle, the opponent must not be able to resist the strong heavy attacks of the Iron Cavalry in such a cold climate.

Before you know it, the night has passed.

Most of the soldiers were already asleep, and Tianjun also leaned against the corner and fell asleep.

Cheng Huan's white figure as white as snow stood at the door, looking at the faintly glowing sky.

The sound of the opponent's war drums already showed signs of running out of strength, but the earth-shattering shouts of killing continued.

Ouyang Gurong's backwater battle seems to be indeed a victory.