Chapter 200: The Storm Rises Again

Wan Er can't wait to slap him twice in the face now to shut him up, you can't blame him for being ungrateful, the key is that it's too annoying, and he keeps honking.

"Senior, senior, soldier saint senior?" he was annoyed, but he still said with a smile.

The point is that he hasn't said how to use those medicines, whether they are applied externally or internally, which is not sloppy.

It's a medicine that is three points poisonous, and it's not wrong at all, if one dies of a bad one, then he will be guilty of too much.

However, as far as the current situation of this soldier Saint Changqing is concerned, it is destined to be fruitless, there is no way, he can only take one step at a time, he doesn't know, not necessarily others don't know.

Isn't there still Wang Zhili, he is well-informed, and he is also proficient in medical science, so he should know something.

The most important thing is that even if something happens, he doesn't have to be responsible.

Just kidding, just kidding, how can our Ten Thousand Great Commanders be that kind of person, how can the characters created in my hands be heroic and majestic, bright and upright, with the world in mind, helping the world and saving the people...... 10,000 adjectives are omitted here.

But now it seems that it is not too successful, and it is a bit of a failure.

In the blink of an eye, seven days, time is like water, rushing by, maybe looking back, unconsciously, we are already full of green silk and gray hair, thousands of ravines are born.

People can't help but want to sigh a few times, chant a poem, where has the time gone.

In the past seven days, after the turmoil of Li Si, it has been quite peaceful, and everything is according to plan.

During these seven days, the entire mountain city was on alert, completely blocked, no entry was allowed outside, no entry was allowed inside, no entry was allowed inside, like a prison cage.

Although the people are complaining and mourning, under the obscenity of Fang Qihou, they can only give in, and people under the eaves have to bow their heads, life and death, it is not difficult to choose.

In the past few days, many people have known that there is a strange old man at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

Looking at the stupid bait, I don't know what I'm muttering in my mouth, and I can vaguely hear what the name of the dish is, what roast duck, sauce chicken and bacon.

Sometimes when you are interested, you may also pull a passer-by to introduce his products, which is called a voice and affection.

I have to admire him, it's been so many days, and I haven't finished speaking, how many things did you say you had to sell back then, I'm afraid that a train may not be able to pull it out.

As far as the things in his mouth are concerned, if he really makes them, he may be able to feed a country, and he will eat well.

What's even stranger is that the soldiers just let him do whatever he wants.

But they don't know that when you look at him, he is now a crazy and sloppy old man, and maybe when he will become the mighty and terrifying soldier saint Changqing.

Whoever dares to move it, unless it is impatient, if it really makes him unhappy, a hundred of you are not enough for someone to cut with a sword.

Wang Dao and the woman, because the injury was relatively light, used the medicine given by the soldier saint Changqing, and after three days, they had already woken up, and by now, although their movements were not very dexterous, they were barely able to go to the ground.

Thank goodness that there was no danger and I was not poisoned by the medicine.

What's even more interesting is that after the two woke up, they became the ones who didn't know anyone again, completely forgetting the tenderness and love they had when they were about to die.

In the meantime, Wan Er kindly reminded them, but was scolded by them.

It's okay to scold anything else, but there is one he really can't bear it, and they even say that he owes it.

No matter how I say it, it's for your own good, it's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, I don't know the hearts of good people, and my kindness is a donkey's liver and lungs.

Not to mention the four guards of the Mo family, they are the main force in the battle with Li Si, and they are also the most seriously injured.

Let's talk about Yan Yi first, although he was seriously injured, he was basically hit on both arms, and there was no damage to the nerves and internal organs.

It was also about the same time as Wang Dao and the two of them to wake up, but he woke up, but his condition was not very good.

Iron fist Yan Yi relies on a pair of iron fists, the fist is the edge, the arm is the handle, the arm is the fist, and the blade moves with the handle, which is all he relies on.

But now, the iron fist arm is almost gone, and until now, he can't raise the slightest strength, let alone go into battle to kill the enemy.

Without an iron fist, how can a boxer be called a boxer, from the second child of the Mo family, a generation of peerless masters, to such a point, the gap can be imagined.

There is also the sword guard Wei Changgong, compared with Yan Yi, his injuries are not so serious, although there are injuries to the body and mind, but neither is very serious.

He woke up on the fourth day, almost no major problem, although he was still a little weak, but he could basically take care of himself, except that he couldn't use kung fu, and he was no different from a normal person.

There is also the seventh child of the Mo family, the gun guard is cold, his situation is similar to that of Wei Changgong, and the time of waking up is almost the same, so I will not repeat it.

The situation of the remaining Lao Jiu Li Yannian is not so optimistic, he is the first and most serious one.

At that time, Li Si was at the peak, trying to control the enemy, and under the surprise attack, he used almost all his strength to attack, without sparing his hand at all, in order to take his life.

When the longbow is broken, the man will die.

His situation is almost the opposite of Yan Yi, what hurts his heart is his mind, but there are no traces on his body.

Now, he is still dying, although he has temporarily retained his vitality, but he is also losing little by little, and he doesn't know when he will lose his breath.

Looking at this peerless master like this, everyone was a little depressed in their hearts.

He should have been full of pride, a longbow can go from day to day, arrogant, smiling at the rolling world.

But now, he is dying, and it is unknown whether he can survive.

Although his heart is sad, he is helpless, as far as they are concerned, even Li Si himself is not an opponent, let alone the revenge of Daqin, who is like a million-strong master.

But they didn't know that the million-strong tiger warrior in their mouth was no longer in the Great Qin Kingdom, and secretly, they had quietly marched towards the barren mountain.

Do you want to say that they are not worried about the emptiness of the national capital, and someone is taking advantage of this opportunity to make trouble?

Then I have to answer, they are not worried, as for the reason, there is no need to say more, just because it is the Great Qin State, the largest country in the world, and it has always been the only one for them to attack.

As long as the million tiger masters are still there, even if there is not a single soldier in the entire Great Qin, I am afraid that those land-splitting princes will not have the courage to attack.

The deterrence of the tiger is enough to protect people.

In addition, the Great Qin State is not alone, and there are many allies, to be precise, vassal states, which are even more foolproof.

Let's not talk about Daqin, at this time, Qili's soldiers and horses are also coming to join in the fun, and it won't be long before they come to this mountain city.

This trip is to suppress bandits.