Chapter 132: The Best Spring of the Year (3)
"Miss, Qian Ze is the person named by the Lord to kill, don't mistake your heart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Jia said.
Rong Chengrin sighed lightly, "Rin is just appreciating his enemies. is also in the same position, and Rin knows that he is not his opponent. ”
"Why should the eldest lady be arrogant? We have contacted the Yan family, and the Yan family can be said to hate this kid to the core, and the hatred of the slaughter gate is not shared, so maybe we don't need to make a big move. Jia Ti's eyes were ruthless, "The Yan family adopted a dragon girl who had lost her memory a year ago, and specially cultivated it to assassinate Qianze, and the dragon girl herself was in the firmament, and now I don't know how strong it is." ”
"I know that she, Huayang, the daughter of the dragon, is indeed invincible among mortals, so she has no choice but to use these demon beasts with profound cultivation and special abilities. ”
"Qiao Xinyue's moody female fox, this time she actually helped Qianze, it was really amazing, I thought she had been in the fox den in Liuyun Water Pavilion for a long time, and she didn't want to go out of the mountain. ”
Xinyue Fox was born in Liuyun Water Pavilion, and his ancestors were once lit by an immortal surnamed Qiao, and the Liuyun Fox clan was named Qiao, and the silver fox's real name was also Qiao Wanmei.
Liuyun Water Pavilion is now Xinyue's father Qiao Gudrunk, Qiao Gudrunk is lustful, and there are a number of fox beauties waiting, because Xinyue has the fate of the Oriental Star, so he became the emperor of Liuyun Water Pavilion, in fact, Qiao Gudrunk's favorite is still the well-behaved little daughter Qiao Hongying.
"Well, let's wait and see, we'll be going to start doing it soon. ”
"Yes, Miss. ”
At this time, Chengfu was extraordinarily calm, and the people in the city lived in peace, a peaceful scene.
No one could have imagined how dark and bloody it was in the underground prison of Chengfu.
An Yikuan was tortured and interrogated, he was unrecognizable, dying, his white prison clothes were stained with blood, and he tried his whole body to say a broken sentence slightly.
"Feng Jiu Chick... You are quite prestigious, but you didn't expect to be so cold-blooded, you are worthy of General Fengming..."
Feng Jiu Yan sat in front of the interrogation table with a serious expression, and did not answer An Yikuan, but just indifferently interrogated Qian Ze about what he wanted to know, and said nothing else.
"You're young and promising... Holding the power of the army, why are you willing to be the lackey of the ruthless King Rui...?" An Yikuan was unwilling and asked again.
"Your Majesty is wise, and the nine chicks only believe what they see. ”
Feng Jiuyan interrogated An Yikuan in prison and learned the source of the iron ore from which the prince cast his weapons, as well as the location of the two golden mountains in the Seven Mountains of the Hidden Dragon.
Until An Yikuan had no more information to spit out, Feng Jiuyan instructed Jiuluan Si to find a reason for An Yikuan to be punished for the crime of death, and he was beheaded three days later.
It wasn't until late at night and dawn that Feng Jiu Yan came out of the dungeon, took off the bloody clothes on his body, and wanted to rest for a while while he was in front of the morning.
The sky was a little cloudy, and there was a sword wound on the back of the last fierce battle, which was deep to the bone, even if the wound was scabbed, and I would feel itchy and weak on my body on a rainy day.
The root of this disease is considered to have fallen, and he can't even pick up a sword these days, maybe a few tendons and veins have been broken, Feng Jiuyan just breathed a sigh of relief, and followed General Gongliang to fight for many years, and the injuries on his body have been countless, and this is not the most serious one.
The battlefield is ruthless, the sword has no eyes, and Feng Jiu Chick has long been downplayed.
Unexpectedly, before entering Fengming Mansion, he found that Luo Sheng'er was already waiting in front of the door.
Feng Jiuyan was stunned for a moment, straightened her clothes, and arched her hand, "Miss Luo is visiting, and Fengming Mansion is shining." ”
Luo Sheng'er smiled and returned the salute, "The general is polite, Sheng'er thought that the general was not lightly injured that day, if he didn't come to take a look, he was afraid that the general would leave the root of the disease." ”
Feng Jiuyan didn't know what to say for a while, so she had to raise her hand and invite Luo Sheng'er into the house.
Luo Sheng'er is not a shy girl, but likes to chat, and tells a lot of interesting things in the inner hall, making herself giggle, Feng Jiu Yan listened quietly, and her serious expression relaxed slightly.
The attendants in the hall were extremely sensible, and seeing that their general had a good impression of this girl, they all withdrew from the inner hall with only a cup of tea, leaving Feng Jiuxiao and Luo Sheng'er alone.
Feng Jiu Yan looked a little cramped, just in time for the spring rain to drip down outside the door, and the wound on her back began to ache faintly again, making Feng Jiu Yan couldn't help but gasp.
"Trouble the general to take off his shirt and show you. Luo Sheng'er quickly took out a few bottles of wound medicine in the medicine box.
"This..."Feng Jiu Yan frowned and hesitated.
"Sheng'er and her sister are both doctors, and they don't stick to the hypocrisy of men and women, and the general is relaxed. ”
Feng Jiu Yan hesitantly took off her clothes, Luo Sheng'er picked up the wound medicine and turned it to Feng Jiu Yan's back, and was suddenly stunned.
Feng Jiu Chick tattooed the entire lean back with cinnabar, a blood-red phoenix with wings hovering in the center of the backbone, the deep wound from the right shoulder to the left waist, although it has scabbed, but there are still serious injuries that can be seen in the white bones.
Luo Sheng'er was taken aback when she saw this injury, and couldn't help but whisper, "Oh my God, aren't you in pain?"
"I'm used to it, I've been hurt like this before. ”
"Well, what should I do, I see that you are still alive and can interrogate the prisoner, I thought that the injury must not be too serious, so I didn't bring hemp to boil, I'll go back and get it." Luo Sheng'er regretted why she didn't bring all these wound medicines.
"Why, is it so serious? Feng Jiu Yan didn't care.
"If you don't heal, you won't be able to ride a horse again, and your whole spine will gradually break in half. ”
As soon as Feng Jiuyan heard that he couldn't ride a horse, he wouldn't be able to go to the battlefield, so he became a little anxious.
"I'm going to cut the carrion off your knife and apply the medicine. ”
"It's okay, you can do it. Feng Jiuxiao's expression was not very turbulent.
Luo Sheng'er gritted her teeth and didn't persuade again, but picked up the forged steel marble knife that burned red on the candle flame.
In Luo Sheng'er's view, soldiers have such a feeling, and regard the pain in the war as a kind of glory.
The marble knife slashed across Feng Jiuxiao's back, and in an instant, the rotting black flesh was quickly cut off, revealing bright red flesh.
Feng Jiuxiao's expression remained unchanged, only the pale lips and slowly dripping sweat could prove the unbearable pain at this time.
Like a poisonous insect constantly biting on the back, like the scorching sting of a soldering iron.
Luo Sheng'er skillfully cut off the carrion, sutured the wound with silk threads made of medicinal herbs, and quickly applied the medicine powder to stop bleeding, and wrapped the medicine cloth tightly around Feng Jiuxiao's back.
During the whole process, Feng Jiuxiao's blood veins were broken, and the blood splashed stained Luo Sheng'er's clothes red, but Luo Sheng'er didn't care, and there was no trembling in her hands.
Luo Sheng'er put her robe back on Feng Jiuxiao's body, and Feng Jiuxiao's clenched teeth slowly loosened.
Feng Jiuyan didn't say a word during the whole process, and Luo Sheng'er felt incredible, and praised from the bottom of her heart, "The general bravely crowns the three armies, and his will is amazing, Sheng'er really admires it." ”
Feng Jiu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you." ”
"When the general is in good health, if he can, Sheng'er wants to hear you talk about the war in the army, and the general will not refuse. Luo Sheng'er smiled lightly.
Feng Jiu was attracted by this bright smile, and was speechless for a long time, and finally stretched out her hand and put it in front of Luo Sheng'er.
The young hand was already covered with the calluses of the sword practitioners, and countless sword scars were engraved in the palms of the hands.
After a long time, Feng Jiuyan said lightly, "Every injury is a story, if you want to hear it, I will tell you slowly in the future." (To be continued.) )