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"Someone!" Yi Yun shouted to the guards at the South City Gate next to him, "Listen to Xiao Wang's order, and call all the soldiers who were injured in the battle just now...... I'll give you two minutes, and if you get injured for more than that, you'll be killed. ”

The prestige of Yucheng's evil youth can scare children into crying at night in Yucheng Oasis, adults dare not make noise, girls dare not go out on the street, and beauties take the initiative to scratch their faces...... Even the people in Jiangjin Oasis were like thunder, and when they heard Yi Yun's order, the soldiers who had been injured in the attack and defense of the city gate just now were suddenly startled, and they knelt down in front of Yi Yun.

I saw rows of black pressed back heads, all of them trembling, and they didn't dare to take a breath. Everyone knows that the little prince Zhu Yun is a waste, but everyone is afraid of him, because his father, Yu Wangye, is a celebrity who holds great power and kills decisively.

Yi Yun said at great speed to one of the wounded soldiers kneeling in front of him, "Where are your injuries?"

"Villain...... The wounded soldier pointed to his empty left ......side and said, "Little prince, don't kill my head, I'm already miserable without my left hand." ”

"Dizzy, you're too badly injured, Xiao Wang, I don't need you, just play. In fact, Yi Yun knew that he should be kind to these wounded soldiers who were injured to defend his family and country, but he was so anxious that he didn't have time to take care of other people's feelings, which made his image of a gentleman even more impressive.

The wounded soldier was startled, and walked to the side with trepidation, not knowing what kind of demonic wind the little prince was blowing.

Yi Yun's eyes glared at the second wounded soldier: "Where are you injured?"

"Villain...... Someone stabbed him from behind, and a cut was made......" After the wounded soldier finished speaking, he suddenly became nervous, and thought to himself: Why did the little prince ask us where the injuries were? Could it be that he came to test whether we were lazy when fighting? If this is the case, the lighter the injury, the worse it is, he shouted: "Little prince, you must not think that the villain is not seriously injured because he is not brave, but the villain is fighting desperately, and he is not lazy at all." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, shut up for me!" Yi Yun was overjoyed in his heart, okay, a lightly injured soldier was just used for leveling, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the wounded soldier: "Primary healing technique......"

A long green bar appeared on the top of Yi Yun's head, and the word "pharmacist" appeared at the same time, as soon as these two words appeared, the wounded soldiers kneeling in front of them suddenly said "huh" in unison, and thought to themselves: No, the profession of the evil young man in Yucheng should be "Little Prince", how can it be a "pharmacist"?

Five seconds later, Yi Yun's fingers flashed green, and the wounded soldier kneeling in front of him jumped up and said happily: "My injury is heal......ed! Belch...... Huh?" he looked at Yi Yun with a strange look, and clearly wanted to ask: Are you really the little prince? But he didn't dare to ask, so he froze there.

Yi Yun was in no mood to pay attention to him, and he was prompting in his mind that "the total proficiency of the pharmacist is 36%......"

"Next, where are you injured...... "Iyun went back to the next wounded soldier.

Although the wounded soldier was full of doubts, a "pharmacist" wanted to treat his own injuries, how could he run out and talk nonsense at this time, obediently report his injuries one by one, and let Yi Yun treat them in turn.

After a while, Yi Yun healed dozens of wounded soldiers, and as he continued to treat them one by one, he began to feel very tired, it turned out that it really took a lot of mental power to cast skills, and at the beginning he used the "primary healing technique" very casually, but now, every time he uses it, he can feel a faint stinging pain in his temples, and his body is weak and unable to use strength, and this situation is still intensifying.

The wounded soldiers whispered beside him, and most of them talked about the same topic, "Strange, how did the little prince become a pharmacist?"

"Is he really a young man in Yucheng?"

"I don't care if he's real or not, he's a good guy for us. ”

"Well, I think so too. ”

"I saw the little prince once in Yucheng, this is the second time I saw him, he is really the little prince, exactly the same, even the bird cage and folding fan are the same, it can't be fake, it may be that the little prince has changed his surname, he wants to be a good person. ”

"Really, what's going on with this profession?"

"You are stupid, are there any strange treasures in other people's palaces that can be changed for professions?

The chatter kept coming to Yi Yun's ears, but he turned a deaf ear, and raised his hand to heal several wounded soldiers in front of him. Sweat ran down Yi Yun's forehead, his face began to turn pale, his hands and feet were completely weak, and even his voice became much softer: "The next wounded soldier is coming......"

"Little Prince...... Belch...... There are no more wounded soldiers, you have healed them all......" replied cautiously to one of the wounded soldiers he had healed.

"What?" Yi Yun was slightly startled, at this time, his pharmacist proficiency was only 84%, and there were still 16 wounded soldiers left to get it.

"Damn, Lao Tzu didn't want to use himself to level up!" Yi Yun muttered a sentence in his mouth, and pulled out a small dagger from Ling Yun'er's waist next to him, and cut his leg with a single sword.

Yan Yunyun's surname was in danger, and Yi Yun didn't have time to hesitate at all, and gave himself a knife without thinking about it. The knife fell, the flesh was cut, the blood flowed, and the pain made Yi Yun's whole body tremble, but he immediately gritted his teeth, pointed to his injury with his hand, and snorted softly: "Primary treatment technique......"

"Ahh

An Qian and other girls next to her were also shocked!

"I ...... I'm just 16 wounded people left, and now that the wounded are gone, I have to make my own. Yi Yun said weakly, lifted the knife and smiled: "Okay, there are still 15 knives left." ”

"This ...... Why is this?" An Qian's face was blank: "Why do you have to have an injured person to treat it?"

Yi Yun shrugged his shoulders: "I promised Wan Wan that I would rescue her again, and I will do my best." ”

"Is there any inevitable connection between rescuing her and cutting yourself with a knife?" An Qian was confused.

"You don't care, men do things, women obediently watch. Yi Yun didn't have time to explain, he shook off a nonsense sentence very chicly, saying this to his sister in later generations will usually usher in a violent beating, but in this era that I don't know if it is ancient, women should pay attention to three obedience and four virtues, and they are attached to men in their hearts.

Instead, Ling Yun'er pounced on him, snatched the little dagger and said, "Childe, let's cut the, last time I said that it would be good to use me to practice healing, how can you cut yourself?"

Yi Yun's face darkened, and he said very seriously: "You are not allowed to cut yourself! Otaku is also a man, as long as he is a man, he can't let a woman bleed and work hard, we have at least, the dignity of being a man! Give me the dagger." ”

Ling Yun'er's little hand trembled, and she held the dagger tightly and refused to give it to him.

Yi Yun said angrily: "If you don't listen to me, I'll drive you away." ”

Ling Eryun's mouth pursed, and although she was startled, she still refused to hand the dagger to Yi Yun.

An Qian next to her sighed, stretched out her hand and put it on Ling Yun'er's shoulder, and said seriously: "Give him the dagger, the man decided to do something, and the nine tripods can't be pulled back, this is called a gentleman's words, and the nine tripods are difficult to chase." ”

That one...... Miss An, although I don't want to complain about you, but this sentence should be difficult to chase after a horse, not a Jiuding!

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