"I'm fine."

Feng Wuwu indifferently brushed away the hand handed by Yun Feibai, she put her hands on her belly, and softly comforted the increasingly anxious dog, "Don't be afraid, it's just thunder." ”

Yun Feibai originally thought that Feng Wuwu was injured by the fire gun before he suddenly knelt on the ground, and the three souls were frightened.

But seeing that she was unscathed, he calmed down.

On the other hand, on the beacon tower, except for the beacon fire that has not been extinguished by the rain, only the dead corpses remain.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't it the gods of the heavens who are mighty?"

Under the beacon tower, a group of soldiers panicked, mistakenly thinking that the gods were angry and condemned the public, so that more than 100 soldiers on the beacon tower died.

What they didn't know was that the Fire Gun Improvement Diagram that Yun Feibai got from Liu Xian had been manipulated by Feng Wuwu early.

On the bright side, the speed of these firearms has been greatly improved, and the torso is much lighter.

But as long as it gets wet, it is easy to mute the fire, not to mention, and it will also touch the reverse switch.

Therefore, the Yun Qin soldiers on the beacon tower all hit themselves by mistake because of the reverse switch deliberately added by Feng Wuwu on the fire gun improvement map, and they died.

"Why is this happening?"

Yun Feibai looked at the blood pouring down from the high platform in a daze, shocked and full of debt.

He was stunned in the torrential rain, allowing the rain to blur his vision and blur the hideous blood stains on his purple brocade robe.

In all fairness, he was glad that Feng Wuwu was not injured by the firecracker.

But at the same time, he was also very sad. The soldiers on the beacon tower died purely because of his negligence.

A few months ago, the important minister of the Yunqin Military Aircraft Division had warned him that there were several settings on the Gun Improvement Diagram that looked very strange and redundant.

However, because of the tight war, Yun Feibai learned that the speed of the improved fire bolt burst had been greatly improved, so he dispelled his doubts, and before it had undergone large-scale tests, he ordered urgent mass production.

He never thought that his momentary negligence would cause such serious consequences.

"Blame the palace, stay in a high position for a long time, be careless, and lose to peace." Yun Feibai's expression was gloomy, and there was an indissoluble melancholy between his eyebrows.

Feng Wuwu raised his eyes, coldly glanced at the blood pouring down from the high platform, and the thin red sandalwood mouth moved slightly, "If someone offends me, I will bow down and kill him." ”

In an instant, she retracted the killing intent in her eyes, gently stroked her restless bulging belly, and said slowly: "Don't be afraid, my mother is just teaching bad guys." ”

"Worry-free..."

In the majestic rain, Jun Moran, who had lost all his senses and six senses, woke up with the obsession in his heart.

He half-sat up with difficulty, and through the dense rain curtain, he saw Feng Wuwu kneeling in the rainstorm in embarrassment, and there was a lot of chaos.

As his five senses and six senses gradually returned, the deep and visible knife wound on his thigh began to stir up waves again.

He stood up with considerable difficulty, and was about to rush towards Feng Wuwu, but his injured leg seemed to be torn to pieces by a halberd, and the pain made him break out in a cold sweat.

Yun Feibai saw Jun Mo Ran suddenly wake up, and his expression became more and more depressed.

He clutched the blood gushing from his chest with one hand, turned abruptly, and staggered away.

The Yun Qin soldiers, who had not yet fled, strode to follow, wanting to give the crumbling Yun Feibai a hand, "His Royal Highness the Prince, your injury..."

"It's okay, I can't die."

As soon as Yun Fei's voice fell, he collapsed into the rain exhausted, letting the cold rain wash over his bloodless skin.

When his mother died of illness, he held back the tears in his eyes, and told himself over and over again that the only person who loved him was gone, and he had to live stronger.

Later, when his beloved foal is shot by Yun Minhang, he has learned that he can not be angry. No matter how sad I was in my heart, I just cared out a pure land for it with a faint expression.

Later, when he was seriously wounded by the enemy on the battlefield, the deep purple eyes that were once known as the "Eyes of the Gods" were nothing but bone-devouring hatred.

But at this moment, Yun Feibai curled up, crying hysterically like a helpless child.

The strings in his heart had broken when Feng Wuwu was about to fight for his life.

The reason why I endured my grief was just to see her get out of danger with my own eyes.

After fighting for a lifetime, he still lost a mess after all.

Jun Moran could have taken advantage of the situation to kill Yun Feibai as soon as possible, but at this time, he had no time to care about anything else.

He dragged his injured leg with great difficulty, moved to Feng Wuwu step by step, and gently took the cold Feng Wuwu into his arms.

"I'm sorry, it's this king who dragged you down."

"Mo Ran, you..."Feng Wuwu didn't expect Jun Mo Ran, who had relapsed from his old illness, to wake up so quickly, and his heart was full of ecstasy in shock.

Jun Mo dyed Kong Wu's powerful arms tightly around Feng Wuwu's still slender body, and said apologetically: "I've kept you waiting." ”

Feng Wuwu shook his head and smiled lightly, "All the waiting is worth it. If you can come back, it's good. ”

Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of a deep visible knife wound on his leg, and his crescent-like eyes were suddenly filled with moisture.

She was so anxious that she couldn't know what to do, and she hurriedly covered her almost rain-soaked wound with her hands, "Are you a stupid pig?" Knowing that Yun Feibai had already set up an ambush, why did he come alone? ”

"If this king is a stupid pig, what are you? Pig woman? ”

Jun Moran scratched her nose and smiled dotingly.

"I'm not."

Feng Wuwu said so, and was about to deal with the particularly thorny wound on Jun Mo's stained leg, when a bubbling hot current gushed out from under his body.

Her body stiffened, and her heart was very frightened, but she did not dare to show it.

After all, Jun Moran's situation is not much better.

In case, he is injured by an old illness, and the consequences are unimaginable.

Jun Moran noticed the panic that flashed on Feng Wuwu's face, and immediately found the mottled blood stains on his moon-white clothes, and he panicked, "Why is there so much blood?" ”

"Probably... It's tire gas. ”

"What should this king do?" Jun Moran looked solemn, nervously not knowing what to do.

Feng Wuwu shook his head in confusion, "I don't know either." ”

Jun Mo Ran forced his composure, trying to recall the relevant books he had read, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know how to alleviate Feng Wuwu's symptoms.

He was at a loss to hold the cold Feng Wuwu, and asked in a deep voice, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It hurts."

Feng Wuwu leaned over and buried himself in Jun Moran's chest, and finally revealed his worries in his solid embrace.

She covered her face with her hands, and her voice was choked, "I'm so scared, I'm afraid that something will happen to the dog." ”

"Hold on a little longer, and nothing will happen to you and the dog."

Jun Mo Ran picked up the bleeding Feng Wuwu, completely ignored the terrible knife wound on his thigh, and walked quickly in the direction of Kyoto in the east.