Since Chen'an County, Ji Ran has fought side by side with him, how many days and nights the two of them have studied together, how many enemies have been faced together, and the friendship is as deep as a close relative.

But at this time, Feng Fuji told him that something happened to Ji Ran?

Su Ang was silent for a long time before adjusting his mood.

He didn't let Feng Fuji say goodbye, but waved his hand and let Feng Fuji lead the way.

It didn't take long to be Ji Ran's camp.

There was laughter in the tent: "Men and women, how much sorrow is in it, the joy of fish and water, it is better to enjoy the flowers and the moon and swim." ”

"The affairs of the world, the affairs of the heavens, everything is not in my heart,"

"Whatever it is, spring, summer, autumn and winter, what is it...... Hiss...... It hurts, the special Ren Xia who used the whip, if he hadn't been chopped up, Lao Tzu would have to get him out and whip the corpse, Lao Tzu is not as easy as he said, Lao Tzu's right and wrong roots are gone!"

"Poof!"

As soon as Su Ang opened the tent, he held back the laughter generated by Ji Ran's ability to speak.

He poked his head into the camp tent and saw Ji Ran lying on a military sheepskin blanket, with his legs wide and leg hair all over his legs.

There was blood in the middle, and it was clear that something that should be hanging down was missing half of it.

"The roots of right and wrong are still there. ”

Su Ang took a closer look, cleared the smoke and dust around him, picked up the liquor and poured it on Ji Ran: "It's okay, it's just that one egg is missing, cover it, don't let the other one fall out, I'll call the healer to come and stitch it for you." ”

"Stitched?"

Ji Ran's eyes widened: "The doctor said that it must be wasted, the skin of the egg can't grow, and it has to be cut off to survive!"

"No, just stitch it up. ”

Su Ang replied lightly, and suddenly his eyes widened.

He took out a piece of gold cake and kneaded it into a fine needle, tore the sheepskin blanket into threads and soaked it in the spirits: "Sew it yourself, there is only one less, and the remaining one can still be happy, I still have something to do, go first!"

............

Su Ang had seen a healer stitch up a wound, and thought that suturing was a medical technique that Yao Guo already had, but now he remembered who he had seen before, it was his first particularly old son, and he was the royal healer before Wang Qing.

That doctor's skills can't be compared to that of ordinary healers!

"Stitch up! Order, suture the wounds of the wounded, make threads out of sheepskin, and sterilize them with spirits!"

"The soldiers have a strong physique, and as long as they stitch up their wounds, many people can survive!"

"Stitch!"

............

There was a chorus of praise in the army, and the wishes of all living beings continued to pour in.

Su Ang's cultivation speed was even faster, but instead of reading, he closed his eyes and sensed the position of the Sea Dragon Sword.

The war has begun, with huge casualties on both sides.

It's better to make things worse for Wang Numi......

"Sea Dragon Sword, go crazy for me, go crazy!"

"I can't manipulate your power yet, but feel free to do whatever you want!"

Su Ang suddenly spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and Wenshan was dimmed for a moment.

At the same time, the connection between the Sea Dragon Sword and him also weakened.

He has severed his control of the Sea Dragon Sword!

..................

Flags flew in the military formations of the country, and countless soldiers walked back and forth.

The soldiers were also covered in wounds, moaning in unison, and there were small cursing sounds around them, and their morale was extremely low.

Compared with the Yao State, they had to face the Yao State army and the South China Sea at the same time, and the casualties were significantly greater......

"Wang Numi, more than thirty percent of the soldiers were killed in battle, and there are not enough doctors, I'm afraid that the country will be defeated. ”

Kunlun Nu has long been unspirited, his savage god-like body is lying on his back, his left hand is pressed against his right wrist, and he frantically suppresses a wisp of black gas on his palm.

He came from the Ming Dynasty and had extraordinary insight, and he had already discovered that this was not poison, but a particularly vicious aura.

Affected by this breath, he stuffed his teeth when he drank cold water, and he was unlucky to the limit.

"I can't help you. ”

Kunlun Nu looked at the pretty white Wang Nu on the throne: "It's just a normal life, or human life, but under the influence of this vicious force, if I go to the battlefield, Jinshi, Wang Xia and Three-Eyed Fangshi ......"

He was silent for a moment and continued: "The other party will definitely hit me one by one, and he will hurt me by mistake." ”

"Even if I have the protection of the slave ring, I will quickly turn into a puddle of rotten meat. ”

After speaking, Kunlun Nu didn't care what Wang Nu thought and was ready to leave.

He didn't expect that the kingdom would be defeated with his help, but so what? He could take Wang Nu away at any time.

When I return to the Ming Dynasty, I will find an opportunity to give Wang Numiao the identity of a common person......

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the black qi on Kunlun Nu's palm expanded, and the shelf next to him where the armor was placed also fell.

It's just a shelf, it's nothing, and Kunlun Nu didn't have the heart to help, so he took a step back.

But it just so happened that I don't know why there was a small stone in the king's tent, and the small stone happened to be in the center of his foot, and the breath that he was working on to treat the injuries that were beaten by Yao Yong was especially good at the point where the center of his foot was blocked.

"Poof!"

The injuries worsened, and Kunlun Nu spat blood.

He was stunned and felt an even more terrifying aura lingering from the Sea Dragon Sword, and countless screams sounded from all around.

Bad luck befell the entire army!

"Give it back!"

"Damn it, I'll get a hot potato!"

Kunlun Nu shouted miserably: "This is not a sword, but a magic sword! In the Ming Dynasty, it is also a magic sword that everyone shouts and beats! Return it and give it back to the Su family, no one can restrain this sword in the land of the Three Kingdoms and the Two Demons!"

"Then why can Su Jiazi be restrained! He is a small lifter!"

Wang Numiao is so crazy that she is almost irrational.

She's a woman, but she's a woman who's been in charge of the country for years, and she believes in her own power.

But in the recent period of time, he was first killed by a small lifter, and a few days ago on the battlefield, he was forced to be made out by this little lifter to make a heroic poem.

The spirit of poetry was blessed on Yao Yong and several Wang Xia, and she was seriously injured!

"Lonely underestimated Su Jiazi!"

Wang Nu said viciously: "This sword is like a tiger giving him wings, and it can't be returned to him!"

"Throw it away, don't throw it into the swamp!"

After saying that, Wang Nu flicked the long palace sleeves, and a force stuck on the sea dragon sword, shooting the sea dragon sword towards the northwest sky.

..................

"Interesting. ”

"The princess of the country is the descendant of my Daming County man, I thought that the ancestors were glorious enough, and the descendants had a little bit of eyesight, but I didn't expect it to be unbearable. ”

"We have already released the water so that Kunlun Nu can help her, but I didn't expect her to kill herself. ”

"Women are jealous......"

The battlefield was bloody, and the terrible smell reached into the sky.

But there were two people walking leisurely on the battlefield, and a pair of soap boots were not stained with any dust.

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