Chapter 19: The Gambling Contract (Part 3)

Tang Feng has always felt that in addition to the original owner's memories fused with him, some emotions have also fused with him, which is why he has such a deep obsession with being in charge of the Desolate Millions of Iron Horses. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Because of this, when he saw the young man who rushed into the camp and burst into tears, he had a sour nose for no reason, hugged the young man, and gently patted the young man's back to comfort the younger brother named Tang Qi.

In the memory of the original owner, Tang Qinai was a congenital stupid person, but because he was born close to the Great Dao and had outstanding combat power, he followed Tang Tiannan, the king of the desolate wilderness, to the south and north a few years ago, and he also had a good reputation in the army.

"Xiao Qi, don't cry, isn't my brother right in front of you?" Tang Feng patted the idiot Tang Qi's shoulder and sighed lightly, knowing that Tang Qi missed himself too much.

"I've seen the Third Highness. Seeing Tang Qi, Yan Mayfly saluted, although it was not very respectful, but it was obviously more sincere than Tang Feng.

Tang Qi didn't seem to hear Yan Mayfly's voice, he just wiped away his tears, smiled at Tang Feng, and babbled for a while, but he didn't say a clear word.

Tang Feng was a little worried, he didn't have a younger brother in his previous life, and he didn't know what brotherhood was, but now he finally realized that he was extremely sad.

"Xiao Qi, do you want to eat sugar gourd? Brother will take you to buy it. Perhaps due to the influence of the original owner, Tang Feng actually understood what Tang Qi meant, and said with a smile.

Tang Qi nodded, pulling Tang Feng and about to go out.

Tang Feng didn't resist, just stopped before he left the account, glanced at Xu Tian deeply, and said softly: "You can't take my things away!"

With that, he took Tang Qi by the hand, turned around and left.

It's just that when he left, a soldier hurriedly approached Yan Mayfly's tent, as if there was something important to report......

"Let's go, brother will take you to buy sugar gourds. Tang Feng didn't think about it, he couldn't bear his sadness, and left with Tang Qi.

In the Yan mayfly camp, the soldier Tang Feng had just met knelt on the ground, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"What are you talking about, Master Wu is critically ill, what about those divine doctors, what are you eating?" Yan Mayfly's face turned pale, and he shouted angrily.

"General Yan, the matter has come to this, why don't you hurry back and take a look at your master?" Xu Tian asked with concern.

Yan Mayfly nodded, and anxiously rushed to a mansion.

"Master Wu, you must hold on. He prayed in his heart that Master Wu had the grace of knowing him, and he had promoted him many times, and for him, Master Wu was like his biological father.

"Doctor Huang, how is my master?"

When Yan Mayfly arrived, Wu Que, as the general of the 13th Heavy Cavalry Army, was already dying of gold.

Doctor Huang looked at Wu Que on the hospital bed, then at Yan Mayfly, sighed and shook his head.

"Doctor Huang, I beg you, you must save my master. Yan Mayfly frowned, "You are well-informed, you must have a way, or rather, you must know who else has a way, right?"

Doctor Huang frowned and said, "Hmph, the famous doctors in Desolate City are all here, not to mention that even I can't cure it, who can ...... it."

Doctor Huang was suddenly stunned, and a figure flashed in his mind - Tang Feng.

"I know, he can, he can. Doctor Huang muttered and ran out quickly.

The rest of the doctors in the room were a little puzzled, Doctor Huang was already the most powerful doctor in Desolate City, how could the divine make Doctor Huang worship so much?

In the Lianghuang Palace, Tang Fengzheng and Tang Qi were eating sugar gourds, experiencing what brotherhood was, but a hoarse and vicissitudes of life suddenly made him completely emotional.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I have found you. ā€

Doctor Huang ran crazy all the way, tired and out of breath, but as soon as he saw Tang Feng, a green light appeared in the muddy glasses, which made Tang Feng furious.

"What are you looking for me?" Tang Feng stretched out his hand and motioned for Doctor Huang to stay three meters away from him, afraid that this old man had any bad habits.

"Your Royal Highness, I came to you to ask you to save people's lives......" Doctor Huang was out of breath, but he still told Tang Feng the whole thing as quickly as possible.

"Wu Que, the general of the Thirteenth Heavy Cavalry Army, is a little interesting, this is a person with great weight in the army, saving him is equivalent to making him owe me a favor, which can be regarded as my first step in taking charge of the Lianghuang Iron Cavalry!"

Tang Feng thought about it, nodded, and walked towards the Wu Que Mansion with Doctor Huang.

"Doctor Huang, you are back, this ......" Yan mayfly saw that Doctor Huang went and returned, thinking that Doctor Huang had come back with a life-saving method, but when he looked up, he saw a tall and handsome young man - Tang Feng!

"His Royal Highness, what are you doing here?" Yan Mayfly frowned, he was the general of Xu Tianwen's faction, and he didn't have a good impression of Tang Feng, and when he saw Tang Feng at this time, he naturally didn't have a good face.

"Divine Doctor Huang, is this the person you think can save General Wu?" A doctor looked Tang Feng up and down and smiled disdainfully.

"Doctor Huang, are you old and confused?"

"What are you kidding, what can he do?, can he recite poetry?" A doctor sighed, although he knew that Tang Feng had won the Fuyao Poetry Society, but he still didn't believe that Tang Feng had the ability to save people's lives.

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"Divine Doctor Huang, do you dare to fool General Ben?" Yan Mayfly shouted in a deep voice, pressing the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and he could slash Divine Doctor Huang with a sword at any time.

"General Yan, is this going to use a sword in front of this son, but it is very majestic. Tang Feng's eyes were cold, he didn't expect Yan Mayfly to dare to despise him so much.

"Your Royal Highness, this is not a poetry meeting, let alone a Fengyue place, you better go elsewhere to have fun. Yan Mayfly frowned.

Tang Feng glanced at Yan Mayfly, no longer spoke, but walked straight to the hospital bed and took out a pair of silver needles that had been customized a long time ago.

"What are you going to do?" Yan Mayfly stepped forward and stopped in front of Tang Feng, "Your Royal Highness, I hope you can understand that Master Wu is one of the pillars of the Desolate Desolation, if something happens to you, even if you are the prince of the Desolate Wilderness, it will not end well." ā€

"Why don't we make a bet?"

Tang Feng took out a silver needle, smiled faintly, and said, "If I hadn't saved General Wu, I would have given up the position of the prince of the Desolate Wilderness and voluntarily exiled for thousands of miles." ā€

"If I save General Wu, you will give me your sword. ā€

Hearing this, Yan Mayfly was stunned for a moment, then furious, and shouted: "Do you think this is a joke? Get out of here, or I'll slash you with a sword." ā€

The corners of Tang Feng's mouth rose slightly, and taking advantage of Yan Mayfly's inattention, he shook his hand and pierced the silver needle in his hand into one of Wu Que's acupoints.

"You ......"

Yan Mayfly was in a hurry, ignoring Tang Feng, and looked at Wu Que with concern.

At this time, Tang Feng kept moving, and three silver needles pierced into Wu Que's acupoint.