Chapter 638: Back to the City (5)

In the dungeon, Mo Cheng opened the cage with wooden armor soldiers.

Although he is a prisoner of war, Ma Qi is a general after all, and he has to be locked up in the most comfortable room. And this room is where the summer cold and small bowl are.

When Mo Cheng came to the door of the summer cold cell, he saw him sitting on the floor of the cell against the wall, with his hands on his chest.

The grim general's hair was disheveled, and his clothes were torn from the whipping, revealing his vague abs.

is obviously a prisoner, but his aura is still high.

Mo Cheng saw it in his eyes, his face was full of admiration, and then he shook the key in his hand and brought him good news: "Brother Leng, come out!" ”

"Brother Lao came to pick us up in person." Summer Leng was not surprised at all when he saw someone coming, he stood up calmly, pulled up the small bowl that was sitting on the haystack and covered the wound and stepped out of the prison door.

The prisoners of war were reversed, and he was released from prison, while Ma Qi was pushed in and stumbled.

The two passed by.

Summer looked back coldly: "Feng Shui takes turns, General Ma Qi." ”

Ma Qi glared at him fiercely: "You wait for me!" ”

Summer sneered: "I'm afraid I don't have much time." ”

There are a large number of wooden armor soldiers, and it is not convenient for them to settle in the city with my strength alone. Mocheng generously turned the lobby of the county order into a chase shop, although the Moxian order did not stop it, it was still not enough for them to rest.

I was touched by the fact that the residents of the city who had supported me in the tunnels had spontaneously organized soldiers to rest in their homes. Seeing this, the others were not far behind, and moved out of the good deeds I had done in the city before, and even settled all these people.

"What do you think?" I asked Xiao Wuhua.

Xiao Wuhua: "Hard fists are the last word." Your soldiers defeated the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty, and you have the royal blood of the Luan Dynasty, who do they disobey you? ”

I sighed softly and didn't reply.

Not far away, Craftsman Ran was waving at Xiao Wuhua with a pile of broken wooden armor. Looking at the severity of the damage, it seems that it needs to be overhauled before it can continue to be used.

"I'm alive. Alas, it would be nice if there were robots. Xiao Wuhua began to read something I didn't understand again, stretched out her hand to block the sunlight, swayed to Ran's side, took out the tools she carried with her, and dragged the broken wooden armor to the corner.

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After being taken out of the prison in the summer, Leng and Xiaowan were placed in the guest room of the Huancui Building. I heard that Xiaowan had been whipped several times, so I cleaned up Liu Jia's room for her to rest, and brought a basin of water to heal her.

The room soon filled the room with the smell of blood and the bitterness of herbs.

I carefully applied herbs to the wound of the whipping in the small bowl, and my days of study in the infirmary had made me very comfortable with this kind of skin wound. Even if I don't need Luo Heng's guidance, I can still be on my own. If you can't return to China in the future, maybe you can still go to be a traveling doctor to eat.

"Ah......" The wound herbs in the small bowl were stimulated, and he couldn't help but whisper.

I could only relax the movements in my hand even more, and said cautiously: "You guy, why don't you learn to learn to be cold in summer." When you encounter this kind of thing in the future, don't be strong, and you can be less whipped if you talk sweeter. ”

Xiao Wan was silent, but looking at her expression, she obviously didn't agree with my words.

In the summer, I was also whipped in the cold, but it was much lighter, leaving only some bruises, and I was dressing myself with eggs.

Seeing that Xiaowan didn't answer, he said: "It has nothing to do with it, she was recognized as your cronies and was implicated." ”

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