|151Kanshu.com text|.| Chapter 8 Rongji (No. 6 Middle School)

"Ahh Zhao Tianlong's eyes turned black in pain. Plunged headlong forward. I was able to hold my right hand on the ground first. I barely didn't break my mouth and gnaw on the mud. If it's a weekday. Zhang Songling will definitely tease a few words unceremoniously. At the very least, ask your good friend when the promise to pour a year's worth of footwash will start to materialize. But at this moment. He wasn't in the slightest bit of a joke. Just silently put away the dagger . Then take out a bullet and pull out the warhead with your teeth. Pour the gunpowder in the bullet casing into Zhao Tianlong's wound.

"You. . . What are you pouring me gunpowder on?" Zhao Tianlong was taken aback. Hurriedly jumped a few steps forward. Evaded Zhang Songling's poison.

"Burn it with gunpowder. Save your wound from inflammation. Don't hide. Just a bit. It won't hurt more than it just now." Zhang Songling glanced at him. Explain patiently. The voice is hoarse and low. It's like there's a piece of ice in your stomach.

"I have gold sore medicine in my package. It's the little bag behind the saddle. Old scar matched. It's definitely better than the gunpowder you have in your hand." Zhao Tianlong didn't want to be set on fire by him on the wound. Hurry up and point to the saddle of the yellow hussay.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier." Zhang Songling glared at him angrily. Stand up and go find gold sore medicine.

"I. Didn't I just get confused?" Zhao Tianlong knew that he was at a loss. Keep your head down. Explain in a whisper." Really didn't mean not to use it for you. You take the whole pill box. I'll sprinkle some on your wound in a moment. Feed. What are you doing with your face stretched so long.. Am I the kind of person who has good things to hide from others?"

Zhang Songling was in no mood to ignore him. Gu silently took the pill box. Silently pick up some white powder from it with a dagger. Spilled into the wound on Zhao Tianlong's shoulder blade. The hemostatic effect of Jinchuang medicine is very good. Almost just sprinkled on. Immediately it clotted into small pieces inside the wound. Then sprinkle a few more layers on top of the newly formed blood mass. There are no more large strands of blood flowing out of the wound.

The movement quickly bandaged Zhao Tianlong's shoulder. Zhang Songling untied the bandage on his thigh. Very serious about retreating the wound. He felt like his brain was messed up. It's as if hundreds of trumpets are shouting at the same time." Do you really want to go back to the south so much.."" Do you really want to go back to your old army as you say you do?" Forget it. If you really want to go back, go back early. Why bother going to the grassland."" You've actually been running away. I've never dared to face my true thoughts."" You've been desperate for a long time. Just ......."

When the extremely thin layer of window paper was inadvertently pierced by Zhao Tianlong. There is no place to hide the truth. He didn't really want to go back to his old army right away. At least not like he always thinks like he always shows. If he really wants to go back. There is no need to put the order of regression. Arranged before avenging Meng Xiaoyu's father. Whatever it is. National hatred is greater than family hatred. Besides, Zhu Er is not the only traitor who has an enmity with him. If you really want to row seats. He should go to Huluyu to find Qin Degang first. Then it's time to go out into the prairie. Instead of going all the way out of the plug first. On the way to the road. I took revenge on the people of the Snow Flower Club again. Arranged in front of the search for the twenty-sixth road.

Even when old Mon Shan was alive. Zhang Songling can leave Niangzi Pass. Leave the small village hidden in the mountains. Although the Meng father and daughter will not be reluctant to let go. And he will definitely not stop him in vain. Delay his future. He just used the obstruction of the Meng father and daughter as a pretext. Hide below and escape your true thoughts. Although he himself will definitely not admit it.

The night breeze on the prairie is a little cold. Blow on bare wounds. It hurts so much that people feel weak for a while. Zhang Songling picked the medicine powder with a dagger several times. It's all because my arms are shaking so much. Most of the powder was sprinkled on the outside of the wound. Zhao Tianlong saw this. Hurry up and help. But because there is only one right arm that can be used. The whole person looks clumsy. Sighing with some chagrin. He picks up the torch from the ground. Dedicated to lighting tasks. At the same time, he secretly looked Zhang Songling up and down. Try to find out why the latter has become so cautious.

"It's fine. I can handle it myself. You should find a place to squint for a while. I really can't sleep. Just go and pick up a few dry branches to make a fire. I think it's a bit cold. Let's not get frozen." Zhang Songling doesn't want to be stared at by his good friends all the time. frowned. Whisper commands.

"Then be careful yourself. Jinchuang medicine is just such a box. Run out. But I have to go to the old scar again. His stuff is never given in vain." Drop a joke. Zhao Tianlong got up and went to find dry firewood. While walking. Still frowning and pondering." Which tendon is this guy turning in the wrong place. Why did you suddenly become distraught?"

It's late autumn. Shrubs such as vinegar willow and sea buckthorn have long begun to shed their leaves. So dry firewood is not hard to find. Soon. Zhao Tianlong walked back with a small bundle of dry firewood in his right arm. Zhang Songling also finished retreating the wounds on his body. Stand up. Together with each other, they raised a bonfire under the mound. Then hold your knees. Continue to think about things in front of the campfire.

The little devil has just suffered a big loss. I guess I won't give them a phone call tonight. Tomorrow morning, if the devil can fix the car and get back on his way. He and Zhao Tianlong will definitely be entangled. Let the devils be unguarded. From here to the Lama ditch. There's still a long way to go. If tactics are used properly. I should be able to buy Redbeard a day and a half to a day or two. There is so long to do buffering. The guerrillas will probably be able to move with the people. No longer stay in the cottage waiting to be poisoned by the devil's chemical weapons.

After all, a lot of blood has just been shed. The body is a little weak. Thinking about it. Zhang Songling's head hung down. I fell asleep in a daze. In his dream, he crossed the mountains. Once again stood with Shi Liangcai, Liao Wenhua and others. Holding a bayonet and rushing to the devil. The little devils were rushed to the back. Defeated army.

Victory after victory. The devils suddenly became vulnerable. He and his brothers returned to Nanjing from Wuhan. and returned to Taierzhuang from Nanjing. Niangziguan, Beiping. It's overwhelming along the way. Honor. Military merit. All sorts of rewards followed. Flowers and applause almost drowned the hero. Just as Zhang Songling was happily standing on a ceremonial platform with three stars on his shoulders. When preparing to receive the award from the Supreme Commander. Lao Gou suddenly rushed out of the crowd. Poof." He knelt on the viewing platform.

"Brethren. I'm sorry for you." There were three knocks in the direction of the walnut orchard. I have never advocated meddling in other people's affairs. I just want to take care of myself and pull out the gun. Pulled the trigger on his own temple.

"Ping.." At that moment. The sunset on the horizon is as red as fire.

The world was also swept by the flames of the sky. The whole thing burned to a purgatory.

In Hellfire. There is a nirvana phoenix with gorgeous wings. No regrets. Fearless.