In a room on the second floor of the Iron Castle, Ji Tieyi was wearing a snow-white silk robe, lying on a neat bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were two elderly pharmacists standing in the room, two maids, and Ji Hanfeng, and several people didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

For more than a month, it has been extremely painful for Ji Hanfeng. He was under pressure from his family at that time and did not help, who would have thought that his sister would be hit hard.

"If I were here, my little sister wouldn't be hurt, I'm really damned!"

He learned what happened from Robin, and knew that Ji Tieyi was injured because of that kid from the Sang clan, but he still couldn't forgive himself.

There is also that kid from the Sang clan, sooner or later he will have to settle accounts with him, and his sister actually dropped two ice berries and left for him to be injured like this, which is really unreasonable!

Because of the excessive injury and excessive blood loss at the beginning, Ji Tieyi's face at this time was still pale, and he looked a little delicate and lazy, but in order to heal the injury, the original shawl long hair was also cut into fluffy short hair, and the delicate face was also a little more sassy and handsome, but the dark brown eyes were hollow, and there was no look in sight.

Ji Tieyi squinted his eyes and looked at the few people in front of him, with a hint of vigilance and nervousness in his eyes.

The alertness is still there, but the hands and feet are weak.

Although she was awake at the moment, she didn't remember who these people were, and she didn't know why she was lying here, she seemed to have forgotten everything in the past, and the only impression left in her mind was the white bear standing in front of her.

"The white bear seemed to be protecting me at the time, and where was it?"

It was the only thing she was thinking about right now, and thinking about anything else would make her head sting like a pinprick.

"Little sister?" Ji Hanfeng found that his sister's eyes were rolling, and in his excitement, he forgot the pharmacist's reminder and suddenly opened his mouth to call softly.

"That person called me little sister?"

"He's my brother?"

"But I can't remember anything!"

"Who am I?"

Yes! Ji Tieyi's body curled up in a ball, his hands clenched, his face turned pale and pale, and he looked extremely painful.

"Little sister!"

"I, you, hurry, hurry up and save her!"

Looking at the little sister's painful expression, Ji Hanfeng suddenly became at a loss, and pulled the pharmacist's arm and urged.

"It's not you!" The two pharmacists rolled their eyes, but they couldn't say anything, so they could only take out two soothing pills and let the maid serve under Ji Tie's clothes.

After Ji Tieyi calmed down again, the two pharmacists called Ji Hanfeng out of the door and whispered to him:

"Miss's body is fine, but she has been hit the head continuously, causing temporary amnesia, which should be able to recover in the future, so don't be too anxious. During this time, let her try to recuperate as much as possible, don't let people disturb her, and prevent further stimulation and affect recovery! ”

"Can it really be restored? How long will it take? Ji Hanfeng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he asked excitedly.

"That's not good! Maybe a few months, maybe a few years, anyway, the Ji family has a lot of medicinal materials, let's get more calming drugs and give her them, and the rest can only be left to fate! The two pharmacists replied with serious expressions, and they didn't have a good way to deal with this kind of head trauma.

"Remember, don't irritate her!" Looking at Ji Hanfeng's suddenly stiff face, the two pharmacists gave a word of advice and left.

"*yes, doesn't that mean you didn't say it?" Ji Hanfeng looked at the backs of the two pharmacists, muttered, and walked back to Ji Tieyi's room gently, but stood at the door-

It turned out that at some point, Ji Tieyi had already gotten up and stood in front of the window, staring outside, tall, with a slender neck, short fluffy hair, and a snow-white robe.

A ray of sunlight shone in through the window, and the glow flowed, making her look like a proud white swan.

"What about the white bear?" I heard someone open the door, and a low voice sounded in the room.

……

After three days of trekking, Sang Nan was standing at the bottom of a canyon called Suolong Gorge, which was extremely famous in the entire Moya Continent and was famous for its danger and majesty.

The river section of Suolong Gorge is about more than 30 miles in length, the river is in danger of urgency, the cliff is confronted, the left side is the majestic Jura Mountains, the right side is the towering Schwade Mountain, the Schwade Mountain is four thousand meters high above sea level, the clouds and mist are shrouded all the year round, the strange rocks on the mountain are craggy, the ancient vines and beards are staggered, the mountain walls on both sides are directly inserted into the bottom of the river, this terrain is high in the east and low in the west, the drop is thousands of meters, the Anbei River flows through here, the river surface is only more than 30 meters wide, the river water is pouring down rapidly, it is like a dragon going out to sea, the momentum is magnificent, the water splashes and splashes, and sends out a huge roar.

There are three locks in Suolong Gorge, namely [head lock], [body lock] and [tail lock], at the three locks, the peaks on both sides are almost integrated, like three huge shackles, tightly locking the roaring water dragon.

Each lock is about five or six miles apart, and Sang Nan's position is where he is locked, looking at the cliff above his head and the torrent under his feet, Sang Nan can be sure that the three locks are the place where the other party starts. Not only is the terrain treacherous, but also the rocks are badly weathered, and from time to time you can see the mountain walls collapsing and falling into the river, so as long as the peak structure is destroyed, these boulders will fall into the river without hesitation.

The consequence of this is that the river rises rapidly, thus overflowing the gaps between the mountain walls on both sides, and pouring into the plains behind, which concentrate nearly half of the large cities of Beiyan, a large population, and countless farmlands.

Sang Nan returned to the temporary camp, and the army of 8,000 was stationed at the two places of the body lock and the tail lock, on the other side of the Schwald Mountain, under the command of him and Sang Baiqi.

What Sannan is most worried about now is that the West Island army will take the initiative to withdraw from the battlefield, because there is no doubt that this is a signal that West Island is ready to make a move.

According to Shen Yugong, the armies of Xidao and Beiyan are still in a state of stalemate at the moment, and it will take at least seven days for the people of Xidao to completely withdraw from Beiyan. From this point of view, it seems that there is still plenty of time left for them, and the situation is not so bad. However, Sannan's heart was not at ease in the slightest, because he could not make the same mistake as last time.

Zhang Huan, besides, and others have already sneaked into the Schwade Mountain with Dark Feather and the guards to search for the location of the Yi soldiers, the clouds and mist in the mountains limit the sight of the Arrow Falcon, which is the best cover, and the other hundred soldiers of the assault camp rushed to the nearby Yangqiu City on horseback to report for help.

The rest of the time is to wait for news from Zhang Huan, besides and others, only by finding the enemy's traces in advance, can he come up with a way to sabotage the other party's plan.

It was not until dark that Zhang Huan and the others returned to the camp one after another, and they did not find any trace of the enemy.

"What? No one on Schwaldberg? ”

"Then these soldiers will hide there! Is it in the Jura Mountains? ”

Sang Nan showed a surprised expression, and thought inexplicably:

"If only there was Medonne!" (To be continued.) )