Su Shuangluo was angry, angry and remorseful, suppressed his emotions, was aggrieved, and called out delicately, "The king......"

Carrying his skirt, in an elegant gesture, he raised his feet and rushed towards the king of the north.

The king of Peking University glanced at her, but what he remembered was the picture of her vomiting yesterday, like a beggar, the picture was too strong, as if he smelled the rancid smell of vomit, pulled the reins, and galloped away.

Su Shuangluo, who pounced on the air: "......"

His face was distorted, and he screamed again, "The king......"

But the king only left her with a ruthless back.

Gu Qianzhou deliberately arched the fire and said, "In the cold wind of beauty's independence, the king is not distressed?" ”

The king pinched her little face and said, "She is far worse than you!" ”

Gu Qianzhou nodded, "The king has vision!" ”

Peking King: "......"

The little girl is so reasonable!

After a few words of nonsense, I came to the school field, where a group of soldiers from the Northern Desert were practicing, all shirtless, either wrestling or practicing weapons, and they were in full swing.

The king of Peking turned over and dismounted, stretched his muscles and bones, and also went to practice weapons for a while, knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, and hooks.

The mighty and majestic man, still with injuries, used all kinds of weapons to the fullest, attracting loud applause from a group of soldiers.

The king of Peking University came up passionately, and tried to compete with several generals, and steadily gained the upper hand, and the soldiers became more and more excited, and the cheers shook the heavens and the earth, and the morale of the early morning was instantly activated.

The king of Peking made a round, and then took Gu Qianzhou back to the camp.

Back to the camp tent, the first time to call the military doctor.

The military doctor came in and re-bandaged the wound that the king had opened again, and while bandaging it, he said solemnly, "The king must pay attention to recuperation these days, if the wound is opened again, it will be infected, and the infection will be troublesome." ”

The king of Peking said impatiently, "Got it." ”

The military doctor didn't dare to say anything more, and silently bandaged and retreated.

Gu Qianzhou thought that this black bear king was different from ordinary people, he was not afraid of pain, he was not afraid of wound infection, he didn't think about it, he was still afraid, and he ran to compete with a group of soldiers early in the morning, just to reinvigorate the military prestige and cheer up the soldiers.

After all, Yongcheng was lost, morale was low, morale is the soul of the army, and it cannot be lost.

It can be seen that no matter how powerful he is, he can't live as he wants, and he is as strong as the king of the Great Part, doesn't he have to go on the field with injuries, and risk the risk of the wound cracking and infection to cheer up the soldiers.

Seeing the enemy in pain, she was happy, and even the dry and hard naan in front of her felt a lot more delicious, and she ate three in a row, and her stomach was round.

The king of Peking University looked at her eating Ma Ma Xiang, and he was angry for a while.

The little girl didn't figure out her identity?

She's a hostage, not here to eat, drink and have fun!

Giant eyes stared at her, and said quietly, "It's delicious?" ”

Gu Qianzhou stroked his round stomach and said, "If it's not delicious, you have to eat it, people are iron and rice is steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry and panic." ”

Peking King: "......"

Sheng Sheng choked again.

After drinking a bowl of spirits, the cold forced out, and the whole person warmed up, but he was a little more patient, and looked at her and said, "Not afraid?" ”

Gu Qianzhou sat there and sighed, "I'm afraid, but the more scared I am, the faster I'll die, I can only pretend that I'm not afraid." ”

The king of Peking poured the wine for a moment, and he felt that there was some reason.

A general walked in and replied respectfully, "Gu Nantian is scolding outside, but the King of Chu has not come out since he returned to Yongcheng. ”