As soon as they go to the cafeteria and tell the cook, the cook will recook for them.

So now, looking at chasing the wind and braving the heavy rain to come to the canteen, Yuan Bao was surprised.

Compared with the ingots with a wrong face, Chasing Feng came to the door of the canteen, and did not wait to dry off the rain on his body, but said anxiously to the ingots.

"Yuanbao, the prince is suffering from an old illness now, and Mr. Zhou asked me to let you rush back to help quickly."

"What!? Attacks of old diseases!? ”

Hearing the words of chasing the wind, Yuan Bao only felt a 'boom', like five thunderbolts, and the whole person was shocked.

Because, she never thought that chasing the wind in a hurry would bring such bad news.

Just now, when she left, wasn't Mo Junyi still fine? Why is it that now, the old disease is attacking!?

Thinking of this, Yuan Bao's heart couldn't help but be fierce.

As long as she thought of Mo Junyi at the moment, she was uncomfortable, and her heart was like a knife.

Almost without thinking about it, Yuanbao's body, as if he was conscious, stepped up his legs, and flew towards the tent of Mojun Wing.

Compared with the anxious ingots, Chasing Feng, who had just received the umbrellas handed by other soldiers, was stunned at first when he saw this.

Before he could hand over the umbrella, the figure of the young man was long gone.

……

"Mo Junyi, Mo Junyi, you must not have an accident, you must not ......"

The heavy rain was like a note, and the cold rain kept hitting Yuanbao's body, and instantly drenched her into a soup chicken.

It's just that at this moment, where can ingots still take care of themselves.

Thinking of what Chasing Feng said just now, Mo Junyi had an old illness.

Although, Yuan Bao doesn't know what is happening to Mo Junyi now, it's just that the situation must be very bad.

In the past, although Mo Junyi practiced martial arts all the year round and was strong, he didn't see anything.

It's just that Yuan Bao also knows how much Mo Junyi has suffered over the years.

From an outsider's point of view, Mo Junyi is a big hero in everyone's mind, the god of war, and loved by everyone.

It's just that these praises are not obtained casually.

Over the years, Mo Junyi has fought on the battlefield and fought in the south and the north, although he has made a lot of contributions to the Northern Night Empire, and his achievements are impressive, and he is powerful in all directions.

It's just that no matter how powerful Mo Junyi is, he is just a human being.

He's going to hurt, he's going to hurt.

On the special battlefield, the sword has no eyes, and Mo Junyi has suffered how many injuries he has suffered, maybe even he doesn't know it, right?

Now, Mo Junyi actually has an old illness, and the situation must be very bad.

As soon as he thought of this, Yuan Bao was anxious and worried.

Finally rushed to Mo Junyi's camp tent, Yuan Bao couldn't care about the strange gazes of the people around her, the eyes full of worry and anxiety, after rushing into the camp tent, they were like radar, quickly scanning, until they landed on Mo Junyi, who was lying on the chaise longue.

Because it was raining heavily, the light was dim, and candles were already being lit inside the tent.

The dim candlelight gently sprinkled all around and gently shrouded the man.

At this moment, the man was lying quietly on the chaise longue, his robe had been taken off, and he was just casually wearing a thin red underwear.

Looking at the white gauze on the man's chest, it was obvious that Zhou Mu had already changed the medicine for him just now and re-bandaged it.

Despite this, the man's face was very bad.

That pale face, under the light of thunder and lightning outside, seemed to be bloodless, it was really terrifying!