Renault felt okay and scolded the little dragon foal every day, continuing to starve it. Back at the camp, the Yulin Army was busy again, and in a short time, a large number of ovens were built, and a group of men kneaded dough shirtless.

It was busy until late at night, when the smell of bread wafted in the camp again, and the little dragon foals smelled the familiar smell and became excited, and for a while, the sound of dragons in the camp continued.

Yang Feng couldn't help but look at Rechuang, originally he still wanted to hold the point, after all, he was the right general of Dingxi, the commander-in-chief of this camp, except for when Renault came back, he took the initiative to ask for peace, and he didn't need to pay attention to others.

But as soon as I heard that I brought back sixty-three little dragon foals, I was not calm at that time, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't even be in the mood to pick a beehive tomorrow. When he saw the little dragon foal who had lost a lot of weight, Sensei Duo was distressed, this is the rhythm of a hunger strike?

Luo Yi's official position is much lower than him, but he is from the Yulin Army, and there is a father of the left general of the Yulin Army, he is really not good at reprimanding directly, even so, he did not give Luo Yi a good face.

Of course, he also knew that Luo Yi could snatch back so many little dragon foals, as long as he could survive one-tenth of them, this was already a great achievement.

As a result, Luo Yi didn't care about the thorns in his words, nor did he look at Xiaolongju, and kept urging to bake bread, until the first bread came out of the oven and fed the bread to the thinnest Xiaolongju, Yang Feng understood.

Seeing that the little dragon foal where he was was eating bread frantically, and begging Luo Yi for it after eating, Yang Feng's heart was full of joy and excitement.

The entire Dingxi Desert Legion was originally a place where dragon foals were produced, but until now, there is only one two-horned dragon foal in the legion, which was given to General Zhu by His Majesty.

This sounds a bit ridiculous, but the fact is that where dragon foals are born, there may not be opportunities to use dragon foals.

This time is different, I got sixty-three dragon horses at a time, even if I was rewarded for meritorious deeds, I must give a few horses to the Western Army. Zuo General Lu Fei was imprisoned on charges of rebellion, and Yang Feng's promotion was almost a foregone conclusion. When the time comes, as the No. 2 person in the Dingxi Army, it should be inevitable to get a dragon horse.

The more I think about it, the hotter it gets, the more beautiful it becomes, and I feel that these little dragon foals are even more beautiful than the concubines he took last year.

No, why is there one missing?

"General Luo, but there are a total of sixty-three dragon foals?" The two-horned dragon foal is different from others, and it is not possible to have one less.

"In the gentleman's tent, the dragon foal is more stubborn and refuses to eat even bread, and the gentleman is training. Luo Yi was also laughing, this time it was the dragon foal he went to capture with his husband, and in terms of meritorious deeds, he should have had one of them, after all, there were quite a lot of dragon foals this time.

However, Luo Yi knew that this possibility was not very likely, after all, he was too young, and his official position was not enough, the Eight Great Legions of Great Chu, and countless nobles were all staring at it, and no matter how many dragons and horses were ten times, they might not be able to have his share.

He is not qualified, but his father Luo Hai is enough, the Yulin Legion is originally half a level higher than other legions, and his father is the second person in the Yulin Army, so it makes sense to give one horse.

Luo Yi also knew that the dragon horses given by His Majesty in the past, I am afraid that they will be replaced this time, those dragon horses are already old, although they are still much stronger than war horses, but after all, they are too old, and their speed and endurance are not as good as before.

Renault was already lying down at this time, he had just taken a bath, his whole body was refreshed, this was an underground world, there was a shortage of water than in the desert, taking a bath was quite a luxury thing, and even Yang Feng rarely had the opportunity to bathe.

In the tent, in addition to Renault's big bed, there is also Moxiang's small bed, and the two beds only occupy a corner of the tent, the place where the table was originally placed has been emptied, and the stubborn little dragon pony is tied to the pillar, with a pair of big eyes, still proud.

It's just that there are sounds in the belly from time to time, which makes it slightly shy. Renault looked at Naole, this little guy's expression was not ordinarily rich.

The two sergeants carried the table into the tent and placed it in front of the little dragon colt, on which were placed a large bowl of bread and a small pot of honey, and after placing them, they saluted Renault and left.

Renault pointed at the little dragon foal and scolded: "That's all, if you like to eat or not, if you don't eat and pull down, your sixty-two companions outside have already surrendered, and there is no shortage of you." ”

After speaking, he pulled out the box from under the bed, took out two red ginseng sticks from it, threw one to Moxiang, and nibbled on one by himself.

Nibbling on red ginseng, Renaud was quite depressed, talent was really much more important than he thought. He has not even been in Da Chu for half a year, and when it comes to the amount of red ginseng eaten, I am afraid that there are few Chu people who can compare with Reynolds.

The problem is that it doesn't have much effect, by eating transparent fish, his physical strength has reached nineteen, and after so long, he is still nineteen.

Isn't it said that it will be difficult to upgrade from three to four and six to seven?

"Mo Xiang, do you think it is difficult to practice martial arts?" Fortunately, Mo Xiang is here, and she only has a first-grade cultivation, which makes Renault find a little balance. As for the question that Mo Xiang was only fifteen years old this year, he chose to ignore it.

Does practicing martial arts have anything to do with age? I don't think it has anything to do with it, Huya is only thirteen, younger than Mo Xiang, and is already a fourth grade. And the speed of his advancement, Renault is distressed when he sees it, why are you advancing so fast?

When he first met Huya, he only had one product, and he also held red ginseng and gnawed on it, Tiger Sister and Tiger King, didn't he always get stuck in Sanpin and didn't move.

"Hatsuru. After eating the red ginseng, Renault nodded again and again when he saw Mo Xiang, and knew that it was useless to ask her.

When he came to Da Chu, in fact, Renault was quite insecure, and he relied on pretending to be a secret master to get mixed up like this. Since this is a high-martial world, it is true that it has strong force.

If the identity of the secret master is unreliable, with his current skills, I am afraid that he will not even have the capital to wander the world, and he will not be able to escape if he wants to.

It's better to rely on others than on yourself.

"Yes, sir. Gong Churui walked into the tent, this time she didn't ask if she wanted to sleep, she could ignore the little girl Mo Xiang, but there was a dragon foal in the tent. She couldn't figure out why the husband was willing to arrange the dragon foal in the tent, no matter how good the dragon foal was, it was just a beast ride, shouldn't it be in the stable?

"Let me ask you something, how can you break through to the second grade, how did you break through back then?" Renault lay flat, his hands resting behind his head, his eyes looking at the top of the tent, a little bit of a wanderer.

Gong Churui was stunned for a moment, a smile flashed in her eyes, her face was still calm, since the death of the Gong family, she seemed to have forgotten how to laugh.

After pondering for a moment in his heart, he lightly opened his lips: "Sir, if you want to break through the second order, it may take a little time, an opportunity, the way of martial cultivation, the most important and calm." ”

"Don't comfort me, I see. Renault said casually, originally I wanted to ask how Gong Churui advanced to the second order at the beginning, but now I understand without asking, and people don't need to think about this problem at all.

The medicinal power of the red ginseng began to attack, and Reynolds felt a bulging feeling all over his body, as if he had gained a lot of weight. Renault is experienced in this and doesn't care, and it won't be long before the feeling subsides.

"Sir, the son is coming to visit the doctor's house. Huya's voice came from outside the tent.

"Let him in. Renault sat up and said, Zigui is a heterogeneous doctor, Renault is still very optimistic about him, this is a pioneer who has the courage to practice and divergent thinking, as long as he does not treat himself, Renault admires him a lot.

"Hello, sir, please. "Zigui has almost recovered, treating Li Si for several days, really exhausting him. Renault selflessly gave him a red ginseng, which allowed him to make up for his physical deficit, otherwise he would have at least a serious illness, and it would be normal to lie down for half a year or even a year.

"You're welcome, make tea with the fragrance of ink. ”

"Sir......" Zigui seemed to have something to say, but he didn't know how to speak.

"You're not welcome, but do you have something to say, do you need my help?" asked Renault.

Renault thought that he couldn't guess wrong, but Zigui shook his head: "Sir, Zigui just wants to ask, did Mr. take a lot of red ginseng?"

Oh...... Want red ginseng?

"Yes, Zigui wants some red ginseng?" Red ginseng or something, Renault really doesn't care, Zigui is the most courageous doctor Renault has ever met to face the unknown, such a person should be encouraged, not to mention ten or eight roots, that is, one hundred and eighty roots, Renault is also willing to give.

Zigui shook his head again: "Sir, Zigui doesn't need red ginseng, but I just feel that Mr. is a little inappropriate." ”

"I'm not in good health?" Renault was startled, after all, he didn't study medicine, but if he felt it carefully, except for the feeling of swelling, there seemed to be nothing wrong, and his health could make the teachers and students of the school jealous, and now his figure is better than that of a fitness coach, chest muscles, eight-pack abs, vest line, and a lot.

Zigui took the tea offered by Mo Xiang and took a sip, this southwest large-leaf tea is a good thing, and he rarely had the opportunity to drink it before.

"Yes sir, as everyone knows, wild ginseng has two major effects, one is used to assist martial arts practice, and the other is used to hang lives and save people. Moreover, the medicinal power of wild ginseng is pure, so I thought that there was nothing bad about it, but in fact, it was not. ”

Renault felt bad at the time, the drug had accumulated too much, and he needed liver detoxification and kidney detoxification, which was the rhythm of uremia?

Tens of thousands, this is Dachu, there is no hospital, and he doesn't want to be treated by an unreliable doctor like Zigui. Renault felt that if he persevered, maybe he would still have a chance, and if he fell into the hands of a doctor like Zigui, he would die faster.

He lowered his head and took a sip of tea to hide the uneasiness in his heart, and when he raised his head again, he already had a calm face: "Zigui thinks, what's wrong?"

"Mr. martial arts talent is ordinary, and after the best age to practice martial arts, I have taken a lot of red ginseng, unable to absorb the medicinal power, after a long time, it will gather armpits into furs, piled up in the body, nowhere to vent, for a long time, it will become a disaster, and it must be prevented. ”

It turns out that this is the case, it's not uremia, the disease can be cured on the earth, but in Da Chu, Renault feels that there seems to be no other way than to wait for death, anyway, he is not willing to let his son return to him for treatment.

"Is there a good idea?" asked Renault, and it always hurts to hear it.

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