When the two people's eyes met, they were kicked to the side. When Hu San saw that Liang Fengyuan had strangled Lin Zhihuang's neck, he quickly got up, pulled out the big knife from his waist with a fierce look on his face, and killed Liang Fengyuan.

Du Tiao also quickly stood up from the ground, raised his hand and drew his sword to block Liang Fengyuan from Hu San's attack. He was not idle, and shouted urgently: "Master! Keep someone under your command! That young man

You are saving you!"

Liang Feng heard the sound of Du's cry, and his eyes became clearer. He narrowed his wolf eyes slightly, first looked around, then looked down at himself, whose upper body was completely exposed due to the action just now, and finally fixed his gaze on the quilt.

He grabbed Xiao Langjun by the neck.

This is the young man who came to deliver the "offering" to the corpse yard that day, and today he saved him with a clever trick.

After seeing the person in front of him clearly, Liang Feng's originally cold and stern expression softened a little, and he slowly opened his hand to strangle Lin Zhihuang's thin neck, and explained in a low voice: "I just woke up, and it's instinct for a warrior to offend me. I hope you can forgive me.

"

Liang Fengyuan's voice was rich and magnetic. Even when he said apologetic words, there was a natural force in it. This was the case for a general who gave orders. Lin Zhihuang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he felt satisfied with him again.

a bit.

In this era without loudspeakers, if generals on the battlefield have such a penetrating voice and issue orders, it will undoubtedly be part of increasing morale.

"It's nothing, it's just a misunderstanding." Lin Zhihuang thought to himself after Liang Fengyuan released his neck, but he calmly sat upright without slowing down.

Lin Zhihuang straightened the collar that was torn by him, turned to Hu San and ordered: "Hu San, stop."

When Hu San saw Lin Zhihuang being let go by Liang Fengyuan, the murderous aura that filled his body suddenly subsided a lot. He glared at Du Ciao, who was facing him, and then put the broad sword back into its sheath.

Du Ti bowed his hand to Hu San apologetically, put the knife into its scabbard, and turned to face Lin Zhihuang with an apologetic smile, obviously ashamed.

Lin Zhihuang nodded to Du Cai nonchalantly, turned to look at Liang Feng's original injury, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Does it hurt?"

Liang Feng was half-cleaning the rotten flesh from his original wound. He had woken up from the pain just now. After a big movement, the pain was naturally even more unbearable. Although he didn't say anything, he could see the cold sweat dripping down on his forehead.

, you know it’s not easy to feel.

"It's still bearable." Liang Fengyuan's thin lips trembled slightly due to the pain coming from his waist, and he replied in a low voice.

Lin Zhihuang glanced at Liang Feng's originally exposed upper body, stretched out his hand to pull up the thin brocade covering his body, and used the cut hole to inspect his wounds again.

"All the rotten flesh on your wound needs to be scraped off until you can see the bright red flesh and blood. Now you wake up halfway through the treatment. Later, you may have to endure the pain and let me deal with it." Lin Zhihuang said to Liang Feng with a troubled face.

"It doesn't matter, my dear brother, just do whatever you want, I can bear it. Thank you very much, dear brother, for your help. If it hadn't been for you today, Du Ting and I would not have been able to escape this disaster." Liang Feng's original face was filled with anger.

He is so cold and hard, even if he speaks words of gratitude, people cannot feel the warmth in it.

"Well, it's okay. After I cure you, you can repay me well." Lin Zhihuang raised his lips and smiled softly in a good mood. He had no intention of showing gratitude at all, and said frankly that he

Going to great lengths to save people is a conspiracy.

When Liang Feng heard this, he let down his guard a little. He made it clear that the purpose of the carriage was not to be feared, but he was afraid of the kind of "giving a favor" without saying thanks. Asking for nothing often results in asking for more. This young gentleman in front of him was like this

, but it’s also a different story.

King Lu pushed this young man to be the puppet governor of Lixian County, fearing that he had miscalculated. Thinking of this, Liang Feng felt that the pain in his waist had faded a lot.

While Lin Zhihuang was talking to Liang Fengyuan, his men did not waste any time and washed the dagger again with boiling water, preparing to continue debriding Liang Fengyuan. The dagger left by Fu Xiao had a very smooth blade with hardly any water droplets.

It can be condensed on it. After Lin Zhihuang cleans the blade and boils it in boiling water to kill bacteria, there is no need to worry about removing the water.

Seeing that the dagger in his hand did not condense with water, Lin Zhihuang looked at the dagger in his hand with admiration. He once again confirmed that this dagger was not an ordinary thing. He felt that he was shameless at that time and was afraid of being applauded.

That kid Fu Xiao is joking about being thick-skinned. He suffered unreasonable disasters, almost died and was kidnapped once. He has to ask for some interest from Fu Xiao, right? This is really a good thing...

"'Huangquan Sheep Intestine' dagger? Single dagger? There is another dagger? What is your relationship with Fu Xiao?" Liang Fengyuan's eyes touched the short dagger in Lin Zhihuang's hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his head, and his eyes were sharp.

He looked directly at her and asked in a serious voice.

"..." Extreme joy brings sorrow, isn't it? This dagger is a famous weapon...
Chapter completed!