Floating down in the river, there is still a strong sword qi on his body that can cut through other people's palms, this person's realm must not be low.

But how did such a strong person with a high realm of not low realm be so seriously injured?

Hearing the description of the gossip team member next to him, with white hair and wrinkles on his face, this person should be an old man.

Detached from the state of thinking, the team leader said solemnly: "You go on, what happened to this person later." ”

The team member next to him smiled, as if it was a special sense of accomplishment to say these gossips in front of the captain.

With a rather flattering smile, he continued, "After the members of that team brought him back, they settled in a room in the third compartment. Seeing that he had cut his hands one after another because of the dragging, the squad leader was convinced that he was an ancient warrior, and reported it to the special operations team in our team. ”

Einsatzgruppen?

The squad leader knew that this special task force was a squad composed entirely of ancient warriors, specializing in carrying out those particularly difficult military operations.

When I was in Jiang Province, the ancient warriors in the special military center were the existence that every soldier admired and yearned for. This squad leader is no exception.

Thinking about these questions, the team leader did not interrupt the gossip team members' words, and continued to listen to him: "I heard that the leader of the special task force received this report, and he attached special importance to it, and hurriedly sent an ancient martial artist who mainly focused on medical treatment and an ancient martial arts swordsman who used a sword to take a special look at this person. ”

"After the swordsman's confirmation, what remains on this person's body is sword qi, and it is a very high-quality sword qi."

"This man is a master of the sword." The squad leader then concluded.

"Yes!" The gossip team members hurriedly praised their captain, hoping to leave a better and better impression. After speaking, he impatiently continued to introduce: "By the way, captain, there is one more thing you will never think of!" ”

"What's the matter?"

The squad leader turned his head and looked at his seemingly very resourceful team member. Clearly, the team's words had succeeded in piquing his curiosity.

"Haha."

Laughing out loud, the gossip team member spoke, his face full of a very sassy expression, "After the judgment of the ancient martial artist who knows how to heal, this swordsman with white hair and wrinkles on his face is a young man!" ”

"What?!"

The team leader just judged that this person should be an old man who has been obsessed with swordsmanship for many years, but he didn't expect that he would be directly overthrown now.

He was silently a little embarrassed in his heart, but after all, he had never seen a real person, and he was still able to accept it himself. So, without being sad for too long, he had already gotten rid of this state, and instead began to judge the reason why this young man was getting old:

"Sacrificed your life?"

With a muttering in his mouth, he shook his head and was no longer entangled, and the team leader then asked, "So after the treatment, did the young man wake up?" ”

The team member shook his head and expressed a negative answer to this question, "No, no, this person's injuries are too serious, and he didn't wake up for half a night and a day." ”

"That's right!" suddenly thought of something that he hadn't mentioned just now, and the gossip team members didn't wait for the captain to ask, so they took the initiative to explain: "I heard that due to the particularity of this person, the special task force can't make arrangements for him, so he can only continue to report and report to us, the chief captain of the Xuzhou Zombie Eradication Brigade." ”

"Duan Yinghao?"

Hearing this, the squad leader was a little surprised and asked questions.

"That's right! Then I heard that this person was taken to the warehouse where the leader lived. As for what happened after that, I don't know. ”

The gossip team members smiled apologetically, a little embarrassed.

Hearing such an unexpected thing, the team leader found that gossip is actually beneficial.

Nodding with satisfaction, he patted the squad member on the shoulder, and secretly expressed his support for him to continue gossiping.

Since the rescued woman on the bed did not wake up, the two people did not stay in the room, and after saying so much gossip, the two of them went outside and returned to their rooms.

The place where the leader lives, this is a large warehouse, in which some sand tables are placed, carefully distinguished, there is the terrain near Xuzhou and the streets in Xuzhou City.

Next to it, there is a row of office desks, on which a large number of documents are thrown and are neglected.

In addition to these things, the new wall built with red bricks next to it, which has several rooms inside, is where Duan Yinghao and the others live.

In a room at this time, Duan Yinghao was in the room, watching the person lying on the bed being treated by a doctor.

Staring at this "old man" with white hair, deep-set eye sockets, and wrinkled face, Duan Yinghao wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh out loud because of the occasion.

At the first glance of this person, Duan Yinghao knew that this person was Zhang Weiqing, the Zhang Weiqing who followed Zhao Lingge's buttocks.

This is also half of his enemy. Looking at him so miserable, Duan Yinghao shouted that it was great!

I wanted to kill him directly, but suddenly I thought of an interesting way.

Cure him first, let him owe himself a favor, after all, there are some things that he can't come forward with, and since this Zhang Weiqing can retain his sword qi for so long, his strength realm must not be bad, let him help him do things, even if it is okay.

After all, he and he were actually friends before, and although they broke up later, there was no hatred that had to kill others.

And he also felt a strange atmosphere recently, his second uncle Duan Zuogang sent himself to clean up Xuzhou, but it was not the command of the capital, but Duan Zuogang's own opinion. It is also called beautifully: exercise Duan Yinghao's own ability.

Moreover, Duan Zuogang also sent his son Duan Yingqi over to act as his deputy.

Since you are exercising yourself, you have to give yourself military power! But Duan Zuogang didn't! Although he gave himself the full strength to mobilize the army, he transferred Duan Yingqi over, and the army he gave him was the original Duan Yingqi's wasteland team.

Isn't this tantamount to putting yourself in the air? Duan Yinghao was not stupid, he felt Duan Zuogang's purpose: to transfer himself out of Jiang Province first, and then monitor himself.

He knew that his second uncle Duan Zuogang definitely had his own scheme, but he didn't understand why his second uncle, who had always been good to him, was spying on him.

Therefore, in order to deal with the current confusing situation, he still needs a force of his own that Duan Zuogang did not expect.

There was no way to solve the problem, but fortunately, Zhang Weiqing appeared.

Thinking that this idea was good, Duan Yinghao moved Zhang Weiqing to his place and ordered the doctor to treat his injuries.

With Zhang Weiqing's current injury, it will be difficult for him to wake up for about a day or two. This was the judgment of the healer.

During the period of time when Zhang Weiqing and Long Ruolan, the senior brother and sister, were in a coma, the sky gradually became dim, the sun set obliquely from the west, and the last trace of afterglow lit up the western sky, reflecting a red fiery cloud.

At this time, in the warehouse that temporarily served as a dormitory, Long Ruolan was lying in a partitioned marching bed, her eyes tightly closed.

At this time, in her conscious mind, there was still silence and darkness, no sound, no light.

She has been enduring this, the whole person's spirit is chaotic, her thoughts are all empty, and she has no specific ideas.

Suddenly, Long Ruolan's mind moved in the dark.

In the calm and lonely darkness, this agility is so obvious. Long Ruolan reacted immediately, instinctively grasping this bright aura

Searching for the spiritual light, Long Ruolan "saw" what it contained: it was the back of a little boy who was thin and not tall.

Looking from the back, this person was wearing a white cloud robe, and the cuffs of the robe were embroidered with a small sword with a handle, which was connected around the cuffs.

In addition, this figure carried a fine iron sword on its back, exuding a cold cold light.

Looking at this thin and not tall figure behind him, Long Ruolan felt that he was so majestic and handsome, leaving an indelible impression on his heart.

The figure lay cautiously outside the door, leaning slightly outward, looking around for the situation outside.

Seeing that there were no accidents, the figure seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then said with some relief: "Okay, junior brother......"

Hurriedly closed his mouth and hesitated for a while, the figure spoke again, with a somewhat awkward meaning, and said, "Teacher... Sister, it's okay, the elders didn't chase after me. ”

With that, the figure began to turn, and his face appeared.

So familiar.

Looking at the face of the person opposite her, Long Ruolan always felt that she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it.

"Where have you seen it?"

couldn't think of it, but Long Ruolan didn't give up and continued to search for memories. However, the pain came from the depths of my head, and it was a pain that I couldn't bear.

The pain became more and more intense, and even Long Ruolan felt that even if she split her head from the middle, she would not feel such pain.

Unable to bear it anymore, Long Ruolan began to roll on the ground.

Suddenly, a thunderous voice sounded directly from her head, shaking Long Ruolan's mind blank.

Syllable!

This was the last voice Long Ruolan heard. Then, in the midst of a strange feeling, Long Ruolan "saw" it, and her head exploded!

Syllable!

In the midst of the change of scenes, Long Ruolan suddenly found herself standing on a mountain road, walking forward with very heavy steps.

Slowly, Long Ruolan "saw" herself, dressed as a man, and had the problem of physical exhaustion, fell to the ground, and fainted.

While waiting, a man held a fine iron sword in his hand, and he was still wearing a cloud robe with a white embroidered sword.

Coming to Long Ruolan's side, this person squatted down and stabbed Long Ruolan, and the man asked, "This brother? Wake up, brother! ”

Seeing that there was no response, the man had a worried look on his face.

There was no way, he could only raise his hand, one hand dragging his shoulders and neck, and the other hand holding his legs, and hugged Princess Long Ruolan up.

"It's so light."

The man muttered, hugged Long Ruolan, and walked towards the mountain with his feet raised.

Looking at the backs left by the two people, Long Ruolan was in a trance again: Who is this person? Why is it so familiar?

After starting to think, the sharp pain in his head that had appeared again reappeared, and he continued to hurt Long Ruolan rolling on the ground and grinning her teeth.

Then, like last time, with a "snap", Long Ruolan once again felt her head explode!

After that, Long Ruolan once again experienced the experience of studying in Shushan, practicing swords, entering the sword peak, etc., and there was always a figure by her side.

Who is this person?

Whenever she thinks of this problem, Long Ruolan will have an unbearable headache.