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The blood painted the dagger blade as deep black, and dyed the original golden land into some kind of enchanting color.

He still remembers that if it weren’t for this black dagger, the black dress person jumped to attack He Lianheng with a wide-bladed knife, and he also seriously injured each other.
….. Wait, then …
When he was opposing thinking, He Lianheng was talking to Jiangyi Beitang Column "… Jiangyi let Yuan Ren divert them."
Jiang Yi doesn’t know the preface. The intention in this sentence is "what does the Lord mean?"
"Let them come in fair and square from the Valley of Immortality." He Lianheng lowered his eyes and thought that the words were slow but powerful. "Not only do they have to come in like this, but they also have to get out of the movement of thirty thousand people with great fanfare."
Beitang column "… what is the main meaning?"
"Since it’s going to be a fight sooner or later, it’s better to let Lezheng send everyone out by himself," said He Lianheng. "It also saves us the effort of attacking past cities."
"… but" the North Hall listed the key points. "What if we can set fire without anyone knowing?"
This is indeed a problem, but since Zong Jin will come up with such a plan, he must have thought about the detailed means long ago. The man suddenly looked at him and saw him staring at his weapon in his hand.
"ah? Ah, why? " Zong Jin suddenly recovered. "What’s the matter?"
"Are you going to burn the forest?"
Zong Jin lit a fire and left a Wujin dagger in his hand, which seemed to turn back and forth. "It depends on Jiang Yi … What about Jing Zhao?"
"Me? Jingzhao, I have other plans. "Jiang Yi said," I didn’t let him take the lead that night when I knew he was your brother. "
"Don’t be so partial to him. He is very brave when he is on the battlefield." Zong Jin didn’t ask carefully-no matter whether his personal relationship with Jing Zhao is serious about the battlefield, he will regard Jing Zhao as a soldier’s glory if he simply plays on the battlefield.
He went on to say, "Can we hold off for three days?"
"Stall" replied that he was He Lianheng. "What are you going to do?"
"Is three days enough for you to go back and forth to Zhangzhou alone?"
Jiang Yi looked at him incredulously. "… even if I can stay for three days and three nights, the horse can’t."
"If you don’t run to death, change a horse," Zong Jindao said. "If you go back to Zhangzhou and get things done, we can light the forest in a flash."
They are talking about someone coming outside again.
The same is to knock on the door first and then tremble with fear. "Hector, Lian Jun … change, change medicine …"
This is nothing. He Lianheng’s physical injury is a daily dressing change.
But Zong Jinyi as one pleases felt that the foreboding behind him was very strong
He stopped in the city and was forcibly arrested. The doctor entered the door with a medicine cabinet and lowered his head. He did not dare to look up. He Lianheng said, "You go first" and "Yes". Beitang Liejiang Yi obediently replied and walked out. Zong Jin hid behind Jiang Yi and quietly went out.
But how can a man let him go? "Zong Jin, you haven’t finished yet."
"… you don’t, I don’t know what you’re up to" Zongjin indignantly said.
"oh? What abacus? "
"Do you want me to give you medicine?"
He Lianheng said, "I didn’t say that."
"No way I tell you no way! ! !” Zong Jin ignores men’s denial.
He lifted his back slightly and the wound hurt so much that he couldn’t help taking a deep breath.
"It’s time for you to change your medicine," the man said again. "Sit down."
[Do you want to send candy if you have something to say or fight? Thinking]
Chapter one hundred and eleven The scheming LianHeng ()
"I don’t need a doctor," Zong Jindao said. "I can do this little thing myself."
He Lianheng said simply, "But you are injured in the back."
If a man doesn’t want to find a reason to wait on him, don’t say anything. Zong Jin glanced at the teapot and poured himself a cup of hot tea.
He is at ease; He Lianheng is also at ease; Only when the doctor was uncomfortable and his hands were shaking in the room, did Zong Jin hear the doctor say, "Please, please take off your clothes". Then there was a white wave in his corner.
-I really don’t know what’s wrong with He Lianheng. The medicine has to be accompanied by people.
Although he doesn’t have a good word in his heart, his eyes don’t listen to him and drift there from time to time.
The fox coat is piled on the man’s waist, and his clothes are connected. He also takes off his full shoulders and arms, which is convenient for the doctor to do things. Sitting on Zong Jin’s side, He Lianheng can see his shoulder injury. The cotton thread is black and winding like a centipede. The cotton thread can be stitched with long lacerations. There are many wounds around the centipede, which are also blue and black. It seems that the place is dead.
He Lianheng’s skin is white, not ruddy, white and white, but pale in color, which is slightly lifeless and white.
Therefore, those wounds are even more ferocious and horrible. Just looking at them can make people feel pain.
Zong Jin peeked at the doctor to dig out some copper tablets with good medicine from the bowl and gently smear the wound of He Lianheng. He couldn’t help but want to see He Lianheng’s reaction and wonder if men who always like to pretend will also hum or be funny in pain.
He looked at HeLianHeng side face without moving.
The man hastily raised his hair and hung it over his chest from the other shoulder; Zong Jinxian took a look at his slightly curly hair and tail, followed the line of sight to see the man’s raised throat, and slightly exposed the neck vein at the foot of the nose … Like a ghost lost his mind, Zong Jin actually looked at the man’s face carefully.
There is a saying that even Hang Seng is really handsome.
When his eyes fell on He Lianheng’s eyebrows, the doctor wondered if his hands were shaking badly, and the copper piece poked the wound and screamed out.
“……!” But that’s not He Lianheng, but the doctor. "Little people damn little people damn He Lianjun to forgive sins …"
The man’s eyebrows are slightly wrinkled and obviously he feels pain.
He didn’t answer for a while, so the doctor stopped. He suddenly retired from the couch and hit his knee on the ground. His head was ringing. "Lian Jun forgives sin! HeLianJun forgive sin! ! The villain didn’t mean it! !”
Zong Jin didn’t think his reaction was too great-he stopped the city overnight and changed from Lezheng to Hector even; He didn’t know if there were any civilians who died in the struggle last night, but so many people fled deeper into Zongban and failed to escape. Naturally, they felt that they were on a wooden bridge and could lose their lives at any time.
But HeLianHeng reaction is very strange.
In my impression, men are not angry because of these small things, but the doctor knocked on seven heads in a row and even Heng did not speak.
Zong Jin, if you look closely again, you will see that the man’s forehead is fine and sweaty
-about this is really painful. He Lianheng is enduring the pain and can’t open his mouth.
I don’t know if this civilian doctor’s frightened look is poor or because He Lianheng is sweating with pain but it’s not convenient to show his poor look. Zong Jin suddenly put down his teacup and walked towards the bed. "It’s okay to repackage the medicine?"
The doctor was stunned and didn’t answer, but continued to kowtow and beg for mercy.
Zong Jin grabbed him by the shoulder and dragged him up. "I always ask you something?"
"Yes, yes … once a day, the medicine is good, and it gets better faster …" The doctor hurriedly said, "After three days, the cotton thread was removed, just, just, just …"
"Go out, I don’t need you here," Zong Jindao said. "Get out if you don’t want to die."
"yes! Yes! Thank you, Lian Jun! Thanks to Lian Jun! "
The doctor ran away.
When the door was sealed, He Lianheng squinted at him and said, "Isn’t it impossible?"
"What …" The man suddenly jumped back to the former dialogue. Zong Jin was dazed before he got white and didn’t good the spirit. "Can you shut your noble mouth and make the old angry less?"
He ran to one side and carefully washed his hands and dried the water before washing the rack.
The doctor prepared a big bowl of ointment, and he held it in his hand. Then he sat down on the back of Lian Heng’s body and put some medicine on the ferocious wound on the man’s shoulder. "It will be better if you don’t have to shout it out when you are outside."
“……”
He Lianheng didn’t reply or shout pain.

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