In the midst of the green meadows, a figure did fall to the ground, but it was clearly different from Ou'u, and compared to the thick and strong stupid bear, the figure was small and thin, like a sleeping fawn. Qi Lang breathed a sigh of relief—it wasn't Ou Wu, and he should be glad about it, but the man looked like he was injured, and out of sheer humanitarian considerations, Qi Lang seemed to have gone over and took a look.

A faint fragrance floated in the air, faint, as if it were the aroma of jasmine, but as if it was not. According to Qi Lang's experience in the past few days, it was definitely not the smell that any plant in this forest could emanate.

Qi Lang hesitated, he knew that he should go and continue to search for Owu, Dodim's order was still in his ears, he should take all the soldiers to the Buyo Heights, that was the duty of the commander of the third detachment. But the aroma seemed to have a magical power, and it was difficult for him to turn around and leave smoothly - Qi Lang remembered that it must be the smell of camellia rouge, which was so kind that it reminded him of his mother.

Qi Lang walked out, approaching the petite figure on the grass step by step, and after bypassing a few five-colored plum trees, he finally saw clearly.

It was a girl in a white dress, her long black hair covered a large meadow like a waterfall, and the sun shone through the leaves on her hair, shining with black light. She gave birth to a melon seed face peculiar to the Oriental, but her face was whiter than that of a Caucasian girl. Her eyes were closed, but Qi Lang could tell from the length of her eyelashes that she must have had a pair of large, bright round eyes, and that her big eyes were best at flashing mischievous and kind eyes.

It was not a guess that Qi Lang would have such a judgment, because he had already recognized her - her name was Mi Rong, the princess of the Mingyu Kingdom. Qi Lang had met her about two years earlier, in the binnu swamp covered with peat moss.

Nearly two years have passed, and she has really changed a lot, from a little girl who would be frightened by a soldier who looks like a bear, to a girl who is suffocatingly beautiful.

She was hit by an arrow in her left shoulder, presumably the arrow that had caused her to lose consciousness. At this moment, she was unconscious on the grass, like the sleeping beauty in a fairy tale, so quiet that it was almost unbearable to disturb.

But Qi Lang had to wake her up ruthlessly, because the place was full of dangers, and the velvet grass greenery, though soft, was definitely not an ideal bed.

"Please wake up, Princess Mirong!" Qi Lang stood in front of her and called softly.

But she didn't respond, just furrowed her brow slightly, leaving two vertical marks between her fat-like forehead.

Qi Lang was a little helpless. According to the requirements of the Imperial Military Manual, when treating a wounded person with arrow wounds, the first thing to do is to cut the clothes of the injured person and check whether the arrow cluster is poisonous, but the textbook does not elaborate on whether the procedure should be changed if the injured person is of the opposite sex. It seems that the compilers of the textbooks are all pedants who lack practical experience, and they have forgotten to take such an important situation into account.

Qi Lang drew the catriosis dagger and carefully sliced the clothes off her shoulders. It was so lucky that the blood did not change color and was still red, which meant that the arrow was only a flesh wound and would not have killed her. Qi Lang gently cut off the tail of the arrow, found a few purple flowers, put them in his mouth and chewed them, spit them into the palm of his hand and applied them around the wound.

Qi Lang's rescue had an effect, and the purple and green paste covered the arrow wound, and the blood quickly stopped. It is estimated that the noble princess will wake up in a few minutes, and she will return to the team smoothly, and then lead the white-robed warriors to continue the attack on Quell's 26th warband.

Although it was more than twenty kilometers away from the battlefield under the shallows, in Qi Lang's opinion, this possibility could not be ignored. He felt that it was necessary for him to have a good talk with this princess, and if he had just helped him and explained sincerely, he might be able to resolve the misunderstanding in the Mingyu Kingdom. This matter should probably be more important than saving Owu's life.

Qi Lang reviewed the whole thing again, and thought about the key point of the explanation in his heart - this is really a conspiracy of the Otto Empire, which should be easy to understand with the wisdom of the Orientals, right?

"Please wake up, Princess Mirong. Qi Lang didn't notice that when he said these words, he was still talking in brute language.

Mi Rong snorted softly and slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were beautiful, round and large, clear and clear, and despite the look of anger at the moment, those black pupils were still extremely fascinating.

Qi Lang was a little stunned, and the words he prepared seemed to have suddenly gotten lost, and he had been drilling in his head for a long time, but he had never found the exit of his mouth.

"Brush!" Xue Liang stabbed with a sword!

When the white narrow-bladed long sword was about to pierce into his chest, Qi Lang came to his senses in time and suddenly jumped backwards: "It's dangerous! Your Highness, please wait!"

"You treacherous bastards!thieves!robbers!scoundrels!" Mi Rong struggled to her feet, her brute words were not bad, and she was quite easy to scold, it seemed that she had indeed received a good education due to her noble status.

When Mi Rong imposed these ugly names on Qi Lang's head, the clothes on her left shoulder slipped down, and she was held down in time before revealing her snow-white bandeau, so Qi Lang's notoriety had another "despicable and shameless".

"Please, listen to my explanation......" Qi Lang was so anxious that he stammered. His face was flushed red, almost exactly the same as Mi Rong's. He couldn't tell how he could be so flustered, as if he also recognized the princess's evaluation of him in his heart. That's right, it's like this, Mi Rong's reaction now makes him regret his previous actions, and he feels that he has blasphemed the beautiful princess.

But Qi Lang's expression made Mi Rong even more convinced that her judgment was correct, the soldier in front of her was an unscrupulous bandit, he actually took advantage of the danger of others, and wanted to do something wrong to herself! She held her wound with her left hand - mainly to hold her clothes - and gritted her teeth and attacked!

Although the injury greatly affected Mi Rong's swordsmanship, Qi Lang was secretly surprised by her combat effectiveness: her kung fu was good, her sword moves were sharp, and her true level should be above herself, and if the warriors of the Mingyu Kingdom also adopted the same rating method, she should be at the level of a high-level warrior or above. Thanks to the first shot she had received, she had lost so much blood that she could no longer walk as lightly and nimble as she used to, otherwise her silver sword would have pierced her throat.

"It's not what you think, please wait, okay? Listen to me explain it to you!" Qi Lang fended off one of his opponent's sword attacks, still eager to clear up all this misunderstanding.

But Mi Rong didn't say a word at this time, just attacked vigorously, as if only dead corpses were qualified to speak in front of her.

The stormy sword moves weighed Qi Lang hardly breathless. That long sword is really not a child's toy, it is sharp, cold, and merciless! Qi Lang is a little slower, I am afraid that even if he has ten lives, he will have to give all of them here. Qi Lang complained in his heart: saving people in exchange for such a result, is there anything more unlucky in the world?

Fortunately, Mi Rong's physical condition was not good after being injured, and the attack methods could not last long, and every time she attacked three or five moves, she had to stand in place and breathe for a while, while Qi Lang took advantage of that free time to explain a few sentences at every opportunity. "Please look at your wounds...... I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else, but I put the medicine on it for you. "We, the Spiral Front, are here to participate in an exercise operation, and I assure you that we are not in the same boat as the Otto Empire. "We are all fooled, this is Absion's conspiracy. ”

But Mi Rong didn't seem to listen to a word, she was completely carried away by anger, and never gave Qi Lang a chance to finish speaking.

Mi Rong's arrogance made Qi Lang a little annoyed, he felt that this day was really terrible! Gu Yi's arrogance and provocation made him endure, and he also endured Ou's stupidity and unreasonableness, but the beautiful girl who had just been saved her life actually took revenge and imposed the title of "despicable and shameless" on his head, and he couldn't bear it anymore! Leaving such an unbearable impression on such a girl, he was afraid that he would leave a shadow in his heart for the rest of his life.

Qi Lang decided not to blindly back down, and he began to fight back!

Mi Rong's sword moves are indeed weird and changeable, but compared to Qi Lang, her strength is still a lot worse, even if her level is higher than Qi Lang, but in the current situation, Qi Lang is still very sure that she can win the battle.

"When!when!" Qi Lang's short sword began to collide with the opponent's long sword, and a few crisp sounds came, and Mi Rong's figure shook even more. Mi Rong's physical strength has been overdrawn, although she must have received the guidance of a famous swordsman since she was a child, but her weakness in strength is natural and irreparable, in the case of restricted body skills, she forcibly fought with Qi Lang, and her end can only be a fiasco!

Sure enough, after only a dozen moves, Mi Rong's majesty was no longer there, her sword had been knocked to the ground by Qi Lang, and she could only stand there, staring at her eyes and glaring angrily at Qi Lang.

"Now you have time to listen to my explanation, Your Royal Highness the Princess!" Qi Lang glared back angrily. He really had enough of this hard fight.

However, before Qi Lang could smoothly organize his language, he suddenly felt a chill coming from his back, as if a few sharp weapons had stabbed him!