Knowing his younger brother's plan, he was outside Caozhou at this time, although Chen Wanqing in the camp was surrounded by a lot of information of all kinds from the shadow cabinet and the night non-collection, but after Chen Wanqing was worried about it at this time, he was just a little stunned.

If the matter in Caozhou is not over, Chen Wanqing will always be concerned about Caozhou Fulong's Cave.

In the quiet, when Chen Wanqing began to sort out the useful information in front of him with worry, the noise coming from outside the camp made the people who were thinking look happy, and they also walked out of the camp tent with joy.

After the reinforcements from the Golden Horn and the Silver Horn arrived, Chen Xikang and his party finally got rid of Dong Sikong and tens of thousands of troops, and they also retreated all the way, and finally returned to the camp again.

Surprised in his heart, Chen Wanqing also immediately walked out of the camp tent to greet him, but when Chen Wanqing, who appeared outside the camp tent, saw the bloody man who was supported by the golden horn, it was the first time he saw his younger brother who retreated after fighting on the battlefield.

However, knowing that this was not the time for her to be squeamish, Chen Wanqing still tried her best to suppress her emotions.

In the distance, he had already seen Chen Xikang's bloody body and was frightened, after walking in, he could clearly see the many hideous wounds on his younger brother's body, although he wanted to step forward to help his younger brother, but when he didn't know where to put his hand for a while, Chen Wanqing was a little at a loss, but after the hot tears couldn't hold back anymore, the big and small ones kept falling.

"Sister, I'm fine, such injuries are commonplace, it doesn't matter. Weak, Chen Xikang also comforted and spoke, but as soon as the words fell, after seeing his sister crying even more sadly, he also knew that he was wrong, Chen Xikang just smiled weakly, and pulled Chen Wanqing into the barracks.

In a bloody battle with Dong Sikong, who was used for the second purpose of Juqi, although Chen Xikang was seriously injured, it was not to the point where it was difficult to move an inch.

"King Chen, why don't I treat your wounds for the time being?"

Although he is a big man, but Jin Jiao's mind is particularly delicate, and he has been taking care of Chen Xikang all the way back, and he has not let Chen Xikang suffer from injuries and pain on the way to withdraw the army.

Looking at the hideous wounds on King Chen's body, although he knew that King Chen was terrifying, but thinking that King Chen's body was weak now and his true qi was lacking, Jin Jiao also took the initiative to speak.

No matter how strong King Chen is, his true qi is empty, and if his blood and qi flow is too serious, he will also be weak for a while.

Knowing the horror of his injuries, hearing the words of the golden horn, Chen Xikang, who was about to speak up, was about to open his mouth, but when Chen Xikang's words just came to his mouth, Chen Wanqing, who was about to sobble on the other side, forcibly stopped his tears, and also spoke first: "Xikang's wound will be dealt with by me." ”

Afraid that such a rough person as Jin Jiao would hurt Xikang, Chen Wanqing was reluctant to let others treat his brother's wounds.

And hearing the county lord's words, Jin Jiao just looked at Chen Xikang with a sad face.

The time spent in Chen's mansion was definitely not short, so Jin Jiao also knew the character of the county lord in front of him very well, and he had something to say but was afraid of offending the county lord.

Seeing Jin Jiao like this, knowing what he was worried about, Chen Xikang spoke for him. "Sister, let Jin Jiao remove all the knife qi from the wound first, and then you can help me deal with the wound, otherwise if there is knife qi remaining on the wound, even if the wound is stitched up, under the erosion of the knife qi, the wound will be difficult to heal for a long time. ”

Although I knew that my sister would have some ideas when she said this, but with my sister's current cultivation, she really couldn't effectively deal with the knife qi left by Dong Sikong, so Chen Xikang could only ask Jin Jiao to help him deal with the wound first.

"Then Golden Horn, hurry up and do it, what are you doing standing stupidly. Unexpectedly, Chen Wanqing didn't think about it so much, but just anxiously urged.

Seeing the county lord's order, Jin Jiao was no longer worried, and when the majestic aura of the peak of the opening and breathing appeared, he also began to carefully remove the residual sword qi from Chen Xikang's body.

His attainments in the path of the sword were already extremely strong, but now that he had broken through to the point of gathering Qi and using it, Dong Sikong's strength was naturally even more terrifying, and under the blessing of Qi, the wound left on Chen Xikang's body naturally had a strong residual sword qi.

As a fierce general on the battlefield, Dong Sikong pays attention to the effective killing of the enemy with his own moves, so the way of performing the sword technique may be much more ordinary than that of the monks in the rivers and lakes, and the magic skills condensed by the sword qi will be much more unpretentious, but in terms of power and lethality, it is much more terrifying than the bells and whistles of the monks in the rivers and lakes!

A few years ago, he had been to Southern Xinjiang and had seen the sword skills of the old sword saint, and now from Dong Sikong, who was used to break into the gathering qi, Chen Xikang found that feeling again.

Although the old sword saint has retired from the rivers and lakes and his reputation has faded, but now with Dong Sikong breaking through the realm of gathering qi, there is no doubt that a new sword saint will appear in the world, but the prestige of this sword saint is scattered on the battlefield.

However, what Chen Xikang didn't know was that there was indeed a new sword saint in the world, but this sword saint was not just Dong Sikong.

Under the equally amazing attainments in the sword path, Wang Ma, who is now fighting fiercely in the new chip, is also on the verge of entering the holy path with the sword path at this time!

Knowing that his younger brother's words were tactful, he was saying that his strength was not enough to effectively deal with the wound, so Chen Wanqing at this time was just quietly watching from the side, but when he saw that the golden horn was already light enough to deal with the wound carefully, but the younger brother was still distorted and twitched because of the severe pain, Chen Wanqing just clasped his palm tightly!

In front of him, if his younger brother wasn't really in unbearable pain, he would never have shown such an expression!

Looking at the bloody wounds with heart, I saw that the bones on my brother's abdomen and shoulders were visible, and at this time, the red wounds were only seen to be a little rolled up, and Chen Wanqing couldn't bear it, Chen Wanqing still covered her mouth again.

After a long while, when Jin Jiao also had fine beads of sweat on his forehead, he finally breathed a sigh of relief after the wound was simply treated.

However, it was precisely because of the careful handling of the wounds on the prince's body, and after knowing how terrifying the injuries on the prince's body were, Jin Jiao could even imagine the scene of his battle with Dong Sikong!

Jin Jiao left, and only Chen Wanqing and Chen Xikang were left in the camp, and some of them were silent at this time because of King Chen's terrible injuries, but they were just cautiously helping the county lord's maids.

Chen Wanqing is a daughter, and it is inconvenient to be alone in the barracks, so Chen Xikang specially brought his personal maid to this place with him.

It was also the first time to see the appearance of King Chen's battle, at this time, he only felt that the injuries on King Chen's body were terrifying, and he didn't even have the courage to look directly, the maids in the camp just acted carefully to assist Chen Wanqing.

The clean and white gauze was changed one after another, and it took a while, but when Chen Xikang's forehead was also covered with beads of sweat, the stitching of all the wounds was finally completed.

Gently put on a mink coat for his younger brother, because his attention was highly concentrated when he sutured the wound, and he looked a little tired at this time, and finally calmed down his mood, Chen Wanqing looked at the angry man with a burly body but a pale face at this time.

"Sister, I'm really fine, such a wound, I can get better in three or five days, but it just looks a little oozing. ”

"Three or five days can be so good that you can be seventy-seven eighty-eight, I really think that you Chen Xikang is a heavenly immortal!" I only felt that my younger brother was comforting himself, and Chen Wanqing at this time did not speak angrily, but because of the worry in her heart, Chen Wanqing still looked a little absent-minded.

Seeing that his sister didn't believe him, Chen Xikang just smiled and didn't speak, but looking at his sister's face that looked tired because of worry, Chen Xikang was also a little unbearable.

The reason why he was reluctant to let a few women come to the battlefield with him was because Chen Xikang knew that a few women would affect his mood.