Chapter Twenty-Six: What About the Legs? Sawed.

"This is how bitter the world is?" Yuebai frowned.

"There are also those that are not bitter."

"You mean Zhang Hezhi's biological father?" Yuebai tilted his head and asked, "Yes, he lives a nourishing life, not bitter at all, I heard that he is now the head of the Heavenly Family?" ”

Mo Wenjun smiled: "Don't be busy jumping to conclusions before you know the truth, what we know now is only the opinion of some of them, what the truth is, different people have different angles, and maybe different stories." ”

"There should be another party to this matter, right? In fact, she should be the one who knows all the truth, but unfortunately she passed away early. Yuebai's tone was regretful.

"There should be no problem with the death of Zhang Hezhi's biological mother." Mo asked the head of the army.

"I didn't mean that, Zhang City Lord gave birth not long after he came to Anyang City, he should still be stunned at that time, and he didn't have time to attack Zhang Hezhi's biological mother, and he didn't have that ability at that time, right? Besides, if he was really such a ruthless person, Zhang Hezhi would not be alive today. Yuebai pursed her lips, "I'm just thinking, what was that woman like at the beginning?" ”

Mo asked the army a little squarely, and a man said with this expression, this demeanor, and this tone, "What is that woman like?" ”……

This is the rhythm of dog blood!

Thankfully, that man has been dead for years!

"Ahem." Mo Wenjun coughed twice, "She has been dead for many years, there is no reincarnation here, it's useless to think about it, it's better not to think about these impossible things." The truth of this matter, we will have the answer when we get there. ”

"Yes." Yuebai sensed behind him, "Zhang Hezhi can't catch up." ”

"How long has it been since I couldn't catch up? Sure enough, it's pampered. Mo Wenjun was hard-hearted, and he didn't mean to let go at all.

"I can't say that, after all, people who haven't ridden horses for a long time still consume a lot of money on horseback, so I'm not used to it." Yuebai habitually says good things.

"When I was in the mortal world, I marched in the desert and traveled hundreds of miles a day for dozens of days in a row, and I never saw anyone so pampered as him; A messenger who sends a message for thousands of miles, who is not able to gallop for more than ten days and kill a few horses? In terms of cultivation, he was much taller than the sergeants I had back then. Mo Wenjun pouted disdainfully, he didn't like a man as delicate as a weak girl in the boudoir.

It's all so good!

Seeing this, Yuebai couldn't say anything more. Anyway, with him here, Zhang Hezhi can be saved even if he only has one breath left, but it's just a little trauma, it's not a big deal.

Zhang Hezhi didn't know how long he had been chasing, it seemed that it had been dark and bright again, and the divine horse under the seat had gradually become tired, numb, and slack, and his heavy breathing was like a dilapidated bellows, no matter how much he urged, it seemed that he couldn't move his hooves at all.

Seeing that their figures gradually disappeared in front of him and did not appear again, Zhang Heyi gritted his teeth and flew directly from the horse, since the galloping horse couldn't catch up, then he chased with two legs!

Although Zhang Hezhi was deliberately delayed, he has also practiced since he was a child, and he really wants to fly, and he is a little faster than a horse in a short distance, but he can't keep up with his internal strength when he travels a long way, and his endurance is not enough.

"He abandoned his horse." The two stopped to rest...... Mainly waiting for a certain guy who is chasing after him, Yuebai sensed it, and there was admiration in his tone.

I didn't expect a rich boy to have this perseverance, he chased them for two days and one night without eating, drinking or sleeping, and nearly a thousand miles of road flashed by.

"Stupid." Mo Wenjun gave him a comment without raising his eyebrows, "If there is a horse, it can chase for a few more days, and now abandon the horse, and chase another two or three hundred miles will be considered the sky." ”

"Anyway, we're almost in the middle of the capital, so don't be so demanding." Yuebai admired his persistence.

Mo Wenjun snorted, and didn't argue with Yuebai: "He's almost here, let's go." ”

Yuebai glanced back, making sure he could see the two of them, and pushed Mo Wenjun to continue walking.

Zhongdu is the heart of this world, populated, prosperous and prosperous, needless to mention, there are dozens of miles away from the city There is an endless flow of people. There are too many people, and they don't continue to use that ghost-like body, otherwise what if they scare children? It's not good not to scare children, but to scare flowers and plants.

They slowed down, and also gave Zhang Hezhi a chance to catch up, and when he almost lost it a few times, the internal force in his body had already been squandered, and at this moment he even asked why he was chasing those two people. Being able to continue to move his legs is completely supported by a breath of unyielding, and there is nothing in his eyes except for the figures of the two of them that seem to never be able to catch up, and he almost moves his legs mechanically.

The wounds left by the riding horse were torn again, the dripping blood gushed out of the flesh, oozing out of the close-fitting clothes, the entire lower body clothes were stained with a faint blood, the soles of the feet were worn out, every step was like a pain in the heart, and every step was stained with blood.

Yuebai looked at his miserable appearance and palpitated, if he hadn't saved Mo Wenjun's life by chance, would he have to be tossed like this?! After all, Zhang Hezhi is just a mortal here, but he just wants to follow them or the fox and fake tiger for a while, and he really wants to go to Wudingguan to join the army!

"He's almost, isn't he?" Thinking of this possibility, Yuebai couldn't help but hurt it.

Mo Wenjun was still ruthless and unpretentious: "I'll talk about it when he faints." ”

One black and one blue, the two figures sitting and standing condensed in front of him, and the two faces that did not belong to the world gradually became clear, and the tendons that had been tense in Zhang Hezhi's heart were loosened.

Finally, caught up with the ......

"Plop."

"He fainted." Yuebai pointed to Zhang Hezhi, who was lying on the ground like a flower child, and looked at Mo Wenjun and blinked, meaning that it can be saved now, right?

"You." Mo Wenjun glanced at him, hating iron does not become steel, why is this person's heart so soft? Will you be so mixed up on the battlefield in the future? But after all, he couldn't consume him, so he had to let go: "Take him with you." ”

Although Zhang Hezhi's injury is serious, but in the final analysis, it is a traumatic injury, tricky is tricky, trouble is trouble, but it is not an incurable injury, Yuebai dragged the two of them to find a medical center and bought a large number of medicines, although Mo Wenjun looks alive and jumping, one by one, ten hundreds, thousands of thousands, in the end, he is still a disabled person who can't stand up with blood accumulated in his legs! By the way, throw Zhang Hezhi in and let people help him clean up.

When Zhang Hezhi woke up, the first thing he saw was the moon-white robe.

Fortunately, I finally caught up......

Zhang Hezhi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and just wanted to stand up, but found that his lower body was empty, as if he had no consciousness at all.

What about his legs?

"Sawed." Mo Wenjun's cold voice echoed in his ears.