Regret didn't help, Yang Zhao rolled left and right on the bed, and finally made up his mind.

"I still can't always watch cats in Yunyang, read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, and the ancients will not deceive me."

She made up her mind, suddenly thought of something, and tapped the dragon gun on her wrist.

"Hayama, are you asleep?"

No one paid attention to her, and the dragon spear remained motionless as if it were dead.

"Hayama, you're not really asleep, are you?"

Hayama replied reluctantly.

"What?"

Yang Zhao became interested all of a sudden, with an expression of gossip.

"When you saw me two years ago, didn't you shout and kill Liu Zhengxia, what kind of murderous hatred, life-taking hatred, chasing me to death, I didn't let go, now I see the main master, why is it so quiet?"

"I'm afraid that I will take revenge, and I will kill you without a whole body!"

Yushan choked Yang Zhao speechless, hummed and chirped to end the topic, and went out to find food.

She was suddenly hungry this time, and she didn't have so much food in her hands, but unfortunately, she went out for a walk and wanted to come back half a box of Bigu Dan.

This thing is said to be a big day, that is, a compressed biscuit with more dense energy, and it will fool the stomach, as for the color and fragrance, don't even think about it.

"I'm also stupid, I should catch a few more fish and catch a few more crabs to freeze."

It's all in vain, Yang Zhao stuffed a Bigu Dan, washed and slept.

She was awakened by the vibration, and the slight vibration may have startled the dust, but it startled the sleeping Yang Zhao.

She gathered her clothes and opened the hatch door, where she saw two soldiers standing guard outside the door.

"Senior Yang, the general said, please rest in the cabin for a while."

Yang Zhao stopped and asked.

"How long does the General want me to stay in the room?"

The two soldiers spoke in unison.

"Senior Yang, I'm sorry, the general hasn't informed us of the specific time yet."

Yang Zhao wanted to close the door, but he turned his head and asked again.

"Is there something going on outside?"

"I'm sorry Senior Yang, we don't know."

Yang Zhao looked at the two of them who were serious, and he was embarrassed to get angry, so he could only close the door and go back to the room.

"Can this cabin still isolate my divine sense? There are two more people at this door, why don't I feel it at all? ”

She sat on the bed and tried it, and found that the corpse really couldn't get out of the room, feeling the scattered small vibrations, and a depression gathered in her heart.

She didn't know what was going on, she didn't know if there was another fight outside, and she didn't know if her side was strong or weak, safe or on the run?

A sense of powerlessness that cannot control fate swept through the body, making people feel uneasy.

"I don't like to travel in space anymore, something happens, the safety threshold is too narrow."

In this kind of anxiety, Yang Zhao spent a long half hour.

When the trembling had stopped, she got out of bed and opened the door, and the soldier at the door was gone.

"The action is really fast, whether they got the news and withdrew, or were they transferred."

She walked around left and right, and the Crossing Flying Boat was unusually calm, as if nothing had happened.

Over the next few days, a tremor or two would occur from time to time.

Every time this happens, two soldiers will appear at Yang Zhao's door.

The rest of the time, except that someone would ask her for details from time to time, she was very free.

After a few days of wandering like this, Yang Zhao finally saw General Liu Zhengxia when he was about to leave.

"These days are busy, and there is a lot of neglect of Mr. Yang."

Yang Zhao saluted respectfully.

"General Liu is polite, Yang Zhao is here to thank the general for his rescue, otherwise I will be trapped in the windswept realm."

Liu Zhengxia leaned sideways and only accepted half a salute.

"Mr. Yang is polite, it was you who kept the names of more than a dozen soldiers in my Great Zhou regardless of the danger."

He pulled out a small, dark black sign from his bosom and handed it over.

"This is my personal talisman, if you encounter any trouble, show this thing, in the Great Zhou, I Liu Zhengxia still have a bit of face."

Yang Zhao looked at things and was a little afraid to pick them up.

"This thing is a bit valuable, I'm afraid I can't help but take it out."

"Hahaha, there are few young Jindan monks like you in the entire Great Zhou, if you are willing to take my thing out and fake the tiger, then I have a light on my face."

As soon as Liu Zhengxia raised his hand, the small sign flew to Yang Zhao's side.

"Take it."

Yang Zhao took the sign and thanked him, and then under the gaze of everyone, he boarded other flying boats and flew to Da Zhou.

This time it was very short, and it didn't take a few minutes to get there.

After waiting for the flying boat, Yang Zhao saw Yang Yun waiting in the middle of the crowd at a glance.

He was dressed in a plain robe, and when he saw Yang Zhao, his eyes lit up, and he jumped up and waved at her, revealing the nondescript sneakers underneath.

"Sister!"

The familiar local voice made Yang Zhao's eyes moist, and before she could move, she saw Yang Yun rushing over with a smoke, opening his arms and giving her a big hug.

"Sister, sister, are you thin, why are you short......"

After a while, the two let go, and Yang Zhao looked up at Yang Yun, very emotional.

"You're almost 1.9 meters, aren't you? I haven't seen you for two years, and you're so tall? ”

"Sister, you ......, why are you injured?"

Yang Yun didn't have anything else in his eyes, only saw his sister's wound that almost cut off her ear.

"It's okay, it's a small injury, when the time comes, I'll find a doctor to prepare some anti-scar medicine, and just apply it for a few days."

Although General Liu Zhengxia also gave some scar removal medicine, Yang Zhao always felt that other medicines were still prescribed by doctors to remove minor illnesses such as colds and fevers, so he never dared to use them.

Of course, she also has a little bit of caution about selling miserably, this injury, to a certain extent, is his military medal, and whoever sees this injury has to remember the dozen or so soldiers she saved, and realize how much risk she has taken.

Yang Zhao looked indifferent, Yang Yun didn't know, but he was a little panicked.

"What about the others, are there any injuries in other places, have they been cured?"

Yang Yun trembled his hands, but he didn't dare to touch them.

"Does it hurt for you to stand like this? Or don't walk, I'll carry you on my back. ”

As he spoke, he squatted down with his back to Yang Zhao.

"Sister, come up, I'll take you to the doctor."

Yang Zhao couldn't help laughing, laughing and laughing, tears falling one by one.

She patted Yang Yun: "It's okay, it's good morning, get up, there are other people here." ”

Yang Yun was so anxious that his eyes were red, and the scar that stretched from his jaw to behind his ears was a person

"Don't shy away from the doctor, that face can't heal the injury! Who is physically important? ”

"No, such a big thing, how dare I hide it from you, when someone really picked me up, they treated my injuries, but they were military doctors, not scars, so you can see it."