Thinking that after going back, he would have no reason to stick to Zhang Xue, Zhang Wang hurriedly said: "It's not far ahead, let's just walk for a while, Brother Zhao Hui has difficulty moving, but it doesn't matter, I can carry you on my back." ”

Zhang Wang looked at Zhao Hui pleadingly, he already understood that if he wanted Zhang Xue to follow, Zhao Hui, who was sick in front of him, was the point.

If he goes home and lets his mother know the reason, he will inevitably be smoked.

Several other teenagers also looked at Zhao Hui with blank eyes.

"I'm tired and don't want to go." But Zhao Hui's words made these teenagers angry.

"They all said I carried you." Zhang Wang's tone was dissatisfied, and he didn't expect that one day he would take the initiative to carry someone, but the other party still didn't agree.

Zhao Hui didn't deliberately not give Zhang Wang face, it has reached the point where everything on the outside is already difficult to move for Zhao Hui to waver.

He really didn't want to go, although he didn't have much time to live, but he could live one more day.

Zhao Hui really needs to rest now, even if he didn't say it just now, Zhao Hui himself will take the initiative to bring it up.

"No, you can play by yourself." is about to die, where will Zhao Hui take care of other people's faces, not to mention that he is originally a soldier king who does not give others face.

Seeing that Zhao Hui was about to go back, Zhang Wang was anxious, and as soon as he grabbed Zhao Hui, he wanted to carry Zhao Hui on his back.

"Look, stop!" Zhang Xue said urgently.

The simple teenager didn't know how to behave in front of the girl at this time in order to get a high score, and he only had one thought in his heart, he couldn't let Zhao Hui go back.

If it was before, Zhao Hui had more than a dozen ways to subdue Zhang Wang in an instant, but now......

His body couldn't keep up with his brain at all, and none of those movements could be made in the first place.

For the abnormality of his body, even the world's top doctors in later generations do not know the cause. I can only try to delay the abnormal change of the body by various methods.

If he was grabbed by Zhang Wang like this, thrown on his back, and bumped for three or five miles, Zhao Hui didn't know if his body could withstand it.

can't subdue Zhang Wang, but it doesn't mean that Zhao Hui is powerless to resist.

Zhang Wang's hands could only touch Zhao Hui's body, and he immediately retracted.

Zhang Wang looked at his palms suspiciously, and there was a red dot in the palms of both hands.

None of these teenagers saw the silver flashes of Zhao Hui's hands.

Zhao Hui couldn't subdue Zhang Wang, but he had a way to kill the other party.

It's just that in Zhao Hui's eyes, Zhang Wang is just a simple teenager, and the two sides have no deep hatred, and he will not kill him.

In the six years of war, countless enemies died at the hands of Zhao Hui, but not a single civilian was killed.

"Zhangwang, what are you going to do?" Zhang Xue's voice was cold.

"Let's go back."

The latter sentence was said by Zhang Xue to Zhao Hui, and after speaking, she ignored Zhang Wang and the others, and helped Zhao Hui to go back.

Zhang Wang looked at the red dots on his palms and was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, Zhang Xue and Zhao Hui had already walked dozens of meters.

"Zhangwang, what's the matter with you? Why stopped. The other teenager asked.

They thought it was because of Zhang Xue and Zhang Wang.

But Zhang Wang himself was also confused, but when his hands were close to Zhao Hui's body, he felt that something was pricked, and he instinctively shrank back.

"Let's go back." Zhang Wang didn't explain, just looked at Zhao Hui's back, and didn't dare to be a little contemptuous.

The teenagers walked back dejectedly, walking very slowly, following behind Zhang Xue and Zhao Hui.

Zhang Wang fell at the end, looking at his palm from time to time, and then looking at Zhao Hui at the front, as for Zhang Xue, it has become the background at this moment.

Back in the village, Zhang Xue's father, Zhang Jiao, was still bragging with other villagers about his experience outside over the years, and Zhao Hui also listened to it for a while, but he didn't know how much was true.

After listening for a while, Zhao Hui followed Zhang Xue back to prepare the food for the evening.

After a while, Zhang Jiao also returned.

As soon as Zhang Jiao came back, he immediately asked Zhao Hui the questions that Zhang Xue had asked before.

In fact, when he was outside just now, Zhang Jiao wanted to ask, but there were too many villagers, so Zhang Jiao couldn't help it.

Zhao Hui himself was not very clear, so he naturally couldn't answer Zhang Jiao. He only said that he seemed to be sucked into a black hole, and then he lost consciousness and woke up here.

Zhao Hui himself was in a coma when he appeared, but Zhang Jiao did not suspect Zhao Hui, and felt a little regretful in his heart.

If he can master such a magic technique, it will be more convenient for him to act in the future and be invincible first.

Since Zhao Hui didn't know anything, Zhang Jiao lost interest, and went out to brag with those villagers after dinner.

How many years have passed, and this kind of life is probably his last enjoyment.

When he goes out again, he probably won't come back.

Zhao Hui was lying on the bed, thinking about what to do next.

Even if he can only wait for death, he has to find himself a better tombstone.

It's just that Zhao Hui, who was lying on the bed, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It's been a day since he woke up, and his body is still like that, but at the end of the day, his body doesn't feel any pain.

In the past, his body had to suffer once a day, and the muscles all over his body seemed to be tightly strangled by something, constantly contracting.

Each time it was like being in eighteen layers of hell, and after each time, his body became more and more broken.

Zhao Hui was a little excited, could it be that his body finally stopped deteriorating?

If it doesn't deteriorate again, even if his health is very poor now, he should have a few years or even more than ten years to live.

Zhao Hui is also not sure, it is not too early to be happy.

Zhao Hui, who was lying on the bed, didn't have the heart to think about anything else, he kept silently feeling his body, joy, hope, fear, worry, all kinds of emotions were disturbed, and he didn't fall asleep until the third watch.

The day after waking up, Zhao Hui sat alone at the door, and as time went by, his whole person became more and more relaxed.

When the sun set, Zhao Hui finally showed a smile on his face.

It's been two days and his health has not deteriorated.

Then you can think about how you can go back, or how you can live well in this era.

Although his health is very poor, with the events he knows, Zhao Hui can easily do things that others can't do in a lifetime.

It is now the first year of Zhongping, if Zhao Hui is not mistaken, there are two months, that is, when Zhang Jiao raised the banner.

Regardless of whether he woke up because of Zhang Jiao's runic water, his life was saved by Zhang Jiao's father and daughter.

The fate of the Yellow Turban Army is already doomed, where will they go?