Worst!

Wang Yao's heart tightened, and he chatted with the female neuropathy so much that he ignored the changes in the surrounding environment.

Isn't it that a thousand commanders also happened to rest in this square, and saw him talking to himself alone in the corner with his mobile phone? If this is asked, it is not easy to fool the past.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Wang Yao's mind, but when he cautiously raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You scared me." Wang Yao smiled, hung up the phone without a trace, and put away the phone.

I saw that the person in front of me was handsome, seven feet tall, strong and straight, holding a golden spear, it was none other than Zhao Yun.

"You're late." Zhao Yun didn't care about Wang Yao's action of putting away his mobile phone, a pair of blue eyes, just staring at Wang Yao, and after a while, he said lightly: "It seems that you have suffered a little bit on the lower road?" ”

Wang Yao was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Zhao Yun was concerned about the injury on his hand, and his heart suddenly warmed.

Maybe this is a friend, right?

"Something happened, you know." Thinking of the encounter of running to the bottom of the road by mistake, Wang Yao smiled helplessly, and then said, "How is the army?" ”

"When I find myself back on the road, I'll lead the Seventh Main Force back to the First Tower in your place." Zhao Yun said as he looked back behind him.

Wang Yao nodded, he always felt that Zhao Yun was indeed a very talented subordinate like in history, and at critical moments, he could handle most of the problems perfectly. followed Zhao Yun's gaze again, and found that not far away, there were four small soldiers.

Mao Mao, Shi Liang, Xiao Ye, and that Fei Yi, the four of them were looking at themselves excitedly.

"Ha, we thought you were dead on the lower road, and we waited for a long time in the first defense tower, but we didn't see you come back."

"If it weren't for Mao Mao's insistence on coming to the base to look for it, we wouldn't have known that you were hiding in the base!"

The first to speak were naturally Shi Liang and Ono.

"Don't worry, I won't die if you two die." Wang Yao glared at Shi Liang Ono with a wicked smile on his face.

"Commander, are you alone? Hu Fei and Ma Qing are my comrades-in-arms at the same time, I heard Mr. Zhao say, they are with you? Fei Yi, who has always been conscientious, stepped forward and asked cautiously.

The smile on Wang Yao's face froze, thinking of the two little soldiers who were buried in the wild area forever, and said with some loss: "Well, I'm alone." ”

A simple sentence, but the meaning is already clear.

"That's a pity, I think their family will always be proud of them." Fei Yi said in a low voice, but his expression was more desperate than regret.

"I'm sorry I didn't protect them......," Wang Yao said guiltily.

"Please don't say that, it's their honor to be able to fight side by side with you, and I don't think they will regret following you." Fei Yi smiled calmly.

Wang Yao was silent.

He knew that this was nothing more than self-deception, that life was precious, and that in this world, only death could not be measured.

On the other hand, Mao Mao, who is also one of her old teammates, did not show too much emotion, I don't know when she started, she has changed slightly as an extrovert, for example, at this time, she will use actions to prove her worries and care.

"Why is your hand so badly injured?" Mao Mao knelt beside Wang Yao while looking at the terrifying crack on Wang Yao's arm, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"There are too many Wu soldiers on the lower road, and they were accidentally cut." Wang Yaodao deliberately concealed the friction with Zhang Shao.

"Did you see 2 Da?" Mao asked again, pulling out a silver needle-like object from his chest.

Wang Yao looked at the silver needle in his hand silently, then nodded, and said insincerely: "...... Well, he, good. ”

In fact, Wang Yao doesn't think that 2 Da is very good, at least in Wang Yao's opinion, 2 Da is now like a different person, and he always feels that the distance between them is getting farther and farther away.

Of course, Wang Yao was also afraid that he was too sensitive, so he didn't dare to make conclusions.

Mao Mao raised his face and looked at Wang Yao, but after all, he didn't ask anything more, just silently reached out, pulled a thin strand of hair from his head, and threaded the hair through the small hole at the top of the silver needle.

"Wait, what do you want to do?" Wang Yao finally saw that something was wrong, what was going on with this posture like preparing to sew clothes?!

"Help you sew up the wound, just let the wound open, but it's easy to get infected." As he spoke, Mao Mao's face turned red without a trace, and said, "But the thread on my body accidentally fell off before, so there should be no problem with my hair, right?" ”

Looking at Mao Mao's serious expression, Wang Yao couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

It doesn't matter if you use your hair as a stitch, but can you not make an expression like you're sewing clothes? Without any anesthesia, this needle is going to stick to him!

Don't look at Wang Yao like this, in fact, he is also afraid of pain.

"Don't worry, I grew up in the mountains, and I often go out hunting with the hunters in the village, and when they are injured, I give them stitches." Thinking that Wang Yao didn't trust her technique, Mao Mao couldn't help but puff out his cheeks a little angrily.

"That's not what I meant......" Wang Yao couldn't stop laughing, and finally could only resign himself to stretching out his hand.

A big man can't say in front of a girl that he's actually afraid of pain, right?

......

The tingling sensation began to come from the left arm, but it was not as strong as the pain, maybe Mao Mao's technique was really good, or maybe Wang Yao had been injured more times, and the upper limit of pain had also increased?

At this time, the girl lowered her head and silently sewed up Wang Yao's wounds, as if she was sewing a wedding dress for herself.

Wang Yao couldn't help but lower his head, the girl's lowered face was mostly covered by black bangs and sideburns.

I haven't found it all the time, I don't know when it started, Mao Mao's hair is so long? It used to be neatly short, but now it should be almost up to the shoulders.

Sure enough, girls should have long hair, and when you look at it this way, the big grinning Mao Mao has become much more feminine.

At this moment, Wang Yao suddenly felt an inexplicable coldness coming from the air.

But next to them, Shi Liang and Ono were glaring at Wang Yao with resentment, as if they had an expression of envy and jealousy.

Wang Yao suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

You two goods, what's there to be jealous of?! If they could, who would want to be stitched up like this?

Ignoring the two of them, Wang Yaowu closed his eyes and recuperated, silently enduring the tingling sensation on his arm.

"Okay, you have to move your left arm as little as possible for the next two days, otherwise the wound will easily reopen." After a moment, Mao Mao spoke.

Wang Yao opened his eyes and looked at his left arm, where the crack that was originally deep and visible had been stitched up by a black hair, and the stitches were very delicate and strong.

Wang Yao moved his left arm slightly, except for the feeling of some tightness at the wound suture, everything else was fine, I believe that as long as he used another treatment, the wound would recover immediately.

"Thank you, I didn't expect you to have such good medical technology as a magic soldier." Wang Yao smiled and said to Mao Mao, if the wound is not sutured, it will take at least five treatments to heal.

Mao Mao smiled and didn't say anything, but Shi Liang and Ono began to come over and offer their hospitality.

"That is, our Mao Mao is not only beautiful, but also ingenious, and the magic ability is first-class, in the legion, Mao Mao said that it was the second female soldier of magic, and no one dared to say the first!"

"Shi Liang, what are you talking about! Legion first? I think Mao Mao should be the first magic female soldier in the canyon! ”

"Enough of you two, I get goosebumps when I hear it!"

"Fei Yi, you kid is beaten again!!"

Looking at the jubilant farce staged in front of him, the corners of Wang Yao's mouth slowly showed a smile, and a long-lost sense of happiness appeared in his heart.

This feeling is actually quite good.

At this time, Zhao Yun, who had been silent throughout the whole process, saw that the healing was over, so he gently leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What are your plans next?" ”

Wang Yao turned his head, looked at Zhao Yun, who was sitting beside him with a serious face, was silent for a moment, and then looked up at the starry night sky with a complicated expression, and said, "Hold on." ”

"Hold on?"

"Yes, what we can do now is to hold on to the first defense tower and not let the enemy's line advance."

It wasn't until this moment that Wang Yao suddenly realized that his decision-making had become exactly the same as what Zhuge Liang said at the beginning.

I still remember that when Wu Guo just came to attack, before preparing to enter the canyon, Zhuge Liang once said that the only thing to do was to defend the defense tower.

From beginning to end, Zhuge Liang was right, perhaps the army division had foreseen everything a long time ago.

Just like in a headwind, if you want to win, you have to have patience and perseverance to persevere.

At this time, you can only wait patiently for the enemy to show flaws.

Also, wait for the heroes from afar to return......

Merely.

God knows when Luna will be back.

(End of chapter)