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Walking all the way to the village, Leng Qiu said with a cold face: "Say, what did you and Uncle Nine do a few days ago?" Did you know that that's dangerous? ”

"I know, but if I don't do it, I'll be more dangerous!" Leng Ling said.

"What do you mean?" Leng Qiu asked in a daze.

Leng Ling stretched out his palm, Leng Qiu looked over, and said in a daze: "What?" ”

"Sword!"

Leng Ling said lightly, and as his words fell, a sword appeared in his hand.

"This, this, this...... Dude, how did you do that? The timid Leng Qiu asked with a shocked face.

"Daojutsu! Look! Leng Ling said.

Without waiting for Leng Qiu to speak, Leng Ling's body suddenly jumped, and it was four or five meters away, and the speed was extremely fast. In an instant, a set of swordsmanship came alive in his hands. Although he is only level four, he is now very different from ordinary people.

After a set of swordsmanship, I saw that the surrounding trees and flowers were as if they had been washed by a violent storm, and they were embarrassed.

"This, Ling'er, you, when did you learn it?" Leng Qiu asked with a complicated expression.

Leng Ling put away the Red Flame Sword and said indifferently, "It will have been a long time ago!" This set of swordsmanship is not something that can be learned in a day or two. So, I won't be in any danger. ”

"But ......," Leng Qiu wanted to say and stopped.

Leng Ling sighed: "I'd rather be a peaceful dog than a chaotic person, people in troubled times are not as good as dogs, and life is not worth anything!" Therefore, only by holding your life in your own hands is the foundation of survival. ”

"Little brother said well, I'd rather be a peace dog than a chaotic person, the world is like this, but how many people in the world can see it?"

In the nearby woods, a young man in coarse linen clothes turned out from behind a large tree, who looked to be in his twenties. There was the smell of gunsmoke on his body, and there were blood stains on his body.

"Soldiers?"

Leng Ling's eyes shrank, although the person in front of him had changed his clothes, but that smell and temperament were definitely not something ordinary people could have, even Orion didn't have this feeling.

"Little brother, good eye! I ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the man had already fainted.

"Brother, what, what should I do?" Leng Qiu looked at Leng Ling a little helplessly.

Leng Ling groaned: "It's not easy to be a soldier in this era...... Take him back. ”

"Oh, that's ......" Leng Qiu was a little at a loss. In that era, not to mention country women, that is, women in provincial towns knew nothing other than shouting slogans and making revolutions? Even, many little girls who make revolutions don't necessarily know what the revolution is.

"You go first, I'll carry him back!" Leng Ling grabbed the other party's hand and put it on his shoulder.

"Can you afford it? Not as good as me...... Well, I'll go first. ”

Before Leng Qiu finished speaking, he saw that Leng Ling, a younger brother who was only one meter two or three, actually carried the other party on his shoulder, although his legs were dragged on the ground, it seemed that Leng Ling was still very relaxed. For a moment, she only felt that her head was in chaos.

This younger brother of his own, when will he still be able to do Taoism? When did you have so much strength? And the one you just played, it's really amazing!

In a daze, Leng Qiu went home, and she was in chaos at the moment.

Leng Ling smiled and whispered to herself, "It seems that she should be able to pass this level." ”

It was now after noon, and most of the people in the village had gone down to the fields. There was no one in the village, Leng Ling was careful, but no one was found.

The soldier, whose identity is not yet known, does not know which forces are involved. But what can be imagined is that it must not deal with the current government, otherwise there is no need for him to hide behind a tree. At the same time, listening to him, it is clear that he has read a book, and is not an ordinary soldier.

So, let's save it first.

Back home, the young soldier took off his clothes and put him on the bed. In his garments were a document and a few taels of broken silver and copper plates. On the back, there are several large wounds, with knife wounds and gunshot wounds.

"Third Battalion Commander Xiao Yi?"

Leng Ling can still understand the traditional Chinese characters on it, but the words in the previous paragraph have been stained red with blood and blurred. But he still didn't expect that this young man in his twenties would be a battalion commander, a very young battalion commander.

"Boil some hot water and bring a towel! Well, bring your needle and thread again. ”

Leng Ling put down the certificate and those objects in his hand and said to Leng Qiu. The family is simple, only these things, and at the same time he is not a doctor, just learn to get it and stop the bleeding. As long as it doesn't become inflamed, the flesh wound is considered to be treated.

"Oh, good!" Leng Qiu hurried to the kitchen again.

The wound was treated simply, and Leng Ling was no longer in charge. By the next morning, the young officer had woken up.

"Where is this?"

The young officer lay on the bed and looked at Leng Ling, who was coming over, and asked.

"Jiuquan Town, Baixi Village, my home!" Leng Ling said.

"Well, when I'm healed, I'll leave!" Said the young officer.

"Third Battalion Commander Xiao Yi?" Leng Ling smiled.

The young officer's face changed suddenly, and he was about to sit up, but because of the injury on his back, he grinned in pain.

After relieving himself, the officer Xiao Yi said: "Are you literate? Saw my ID? ”

"I saw it, but the words in front of it were blurred. You can recuperate in peace, if I were to hand you over, you would not be here. Leng Ling said lightly.

"Boy, what's your name?" Xiao Yi asked with a grin, obviously the injury on his back made him a little uncomfortable, especially now that he was still lying on his stomach.

"Leng Ling!"

Leng Ling said lightly, got up, and went out.

"Surname Leng? It's cold, too! The face is cold and the heart is hot, what a funny boy. Xiao Yi smiled, and the anxiety in his heart was a lot more stable.

"Xiao, Brother Xiao, it's time for breakfast."

Almost half an hour later, Leng Qiu's face was flushed, and his voice was like a mosquito. I saw that she was still holding two coarse porcelain bowls in her hands, a bowl of pickles and a bowl of white porridge.

"I'm sorry for you!" Xiao Yi said embarrassedly.

"No trouble, no trouble. Brother Xiao, I, I...... I'll go to the kitchen and have a look. Leng Qiu, who was flushed, hurriedly ran away.

"Yes, my cheap sister, I'm afraid I have a crush on this surnamed Xiao. However, this surnamed Xiao looks good, with red lips and white teeth, and he is also a handsome guy. Leng Ling, who heard the voice outside the house, shook his head.

Leng Qiu came out and said with a red face: "Eat your food, you can't stop your mouth if you have porridge to drink." ”

“......”

When did this cheap sister become so tough? Leng Ling drank porridge with a sullen head.

After two days, Xiao Yi couldn't hold back, got up and moved around the yard twice.

"What about your brother? Why haven't you seen him in the morning? Sitting in the courtyard, Xiao Yi asked about the busy cold autumn.

"He went to town and learned spells from Uncle Nine! Well, it seems that the old man of the town raised the grave......" Leng Qiu said with a red face. I'm still blushing, but I'm not stammering.

"Learning spells? That's all superstition, not credible. You have to persuade your brother about this. Xiao Yi said.