Gu Jiao's emotions became almost violent instinctively.

The goggles became bloody red, as if the whole world had turned bloody red.

The heat of blood burned her cheeks through the mask, and the violent factors in her body began to surge endlessly.

Everyone was stunned.

Mr. Zhao is a plague patient, and his blood... is also sick. Dr. Gu...

The secret guards outside the camp heard the movement inside. One of them opened the curtain one by one, but they saw Gu Jiao with blood on his face. His expression changed and he was about to walk towards Gu Jiao.

"Don't move!" Gu Jiao raised her hand to stop him.

The secret guard stopped, "Doctor Gu, are you okay? What happened?"

"I'm fine." Gu Jiao slowly put down her hand. She seemed to be normal, but no one knew how much self-control she used.

She said calmly: "None of you comes in, Chen Xuan, get out of here."

She always called him Xiao Shitou, and for the first time she called him his life.

Chen Xuan subconsciously realized that something was wrong with her condition.

"Doctor Gu..." He let out aside in a daze.

Gu Jiao squatted down in front of Mr. Zhao again.

Mr. Zhao was shocked by the silent calmness on Gu Jiao's body. He dared not move or speak.

He used too much force when he pulled the needle just now, tearing all the blood vessels apart.

Gu Jiao calmly and skillfully handled his injuries, put a needle on again, and said calmly: "The medicine is very expensive, don't force me to waste it."

She doesn't waste medicine unless that person dies.

Mr. Zhao looked at Gu Jiao who had not gotten angry from beginning to end, and somehow, she shuddered inexplicably!

After Gu Jiao came out of the camp, she found a place without anyone and sat down against a bamboo.

She took off her contaminated goggles, mask and a pair of gloves.

She didn't know if she would get infected.

She took two chloramphenicols from the medicine box and grabbed the cold snow on the spot and swallowed it.

The Gu family army went to attack the city, and only one hundred people were left in the entire camp to take care of these patients.

The forest was quiet, but Gu Jiao could hear the sound of war drums and horns, the sound of rushing into the city gate, and the sound of Gu family climbing up the ladder...

She leaned against the bamboo, looked up at the obscure sky, and a hint of confusion appeared on her face.

There was a moment.

Her mind was empty.

"Doctor Gu!"

A secret guard came over and reported, "Someone is here!"

Gu Jiao entered the state of combat readiness in one second, stood up, picked up the small backpack and said in a low voice: "How many people?"

The secret guard said: "Twenty people, a few of them are dead soldiers!"

It seems that the tragedy remnants of the previous dynasty found that the plague patients were missing, so they specially sent someone to catch them.

Gu Jiao had already made several preparations. If no one chased her, they would wait for Gu Changqing and the Gu family army to return triumphantly; if someone chased her, they would change the place.

She circled at least three spare places.

Gu Jiao said to the secret guard: "Take the patient with you and go to the dilapidated temple on the way."

"yes!"

The secret guard only obeyed the orders and would not question Gu Jiao's decision.

The secret guard and a hundred Gu Jiajun took the patients to transfer.

Mr. Zhao became honest this time. He sat in the carriage. Chen Xuan took his drip and hung it on the carriage.

"Do you still remember how to remove the needle?" Gu Jiao asked Chen Xuan.

The first time she went to the village, she had a needle on Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan nodded: "Remember."

"Okay." Gu Jiao didn't repeat the explanation. She took the red tassel gun, carried a small basket, and walked towards the direction where the group of masters came.

"Doctor Gu!"

Chen Xuan called her.

"Is there something wrong?" Gu Jiao turned around.

Chen Xuan sat in the carriage, his head stuck out of the window, and said to her through the mask: "You... will be fine, right?"

Gu Jiao glanced at him and did not answer his words, but said, "If I didn't catch up after an hour, you should go to Yue Ancient City first and find a doctor named Song. He knows what to do."

She left a lot of medicines for Dr. Song, including chloramphenicol and virazole.

Chen Xuan wanted to speak but stopped.

Gu Jiao turned around and disappeared into the boundless night.

Chen Xuan looked at Gu Jiao's small figure gradually disappeared in the forest, and the carriage slowly drove, and his eyes did not move away for a long time.

The group of people moved very quickly, riding horses, and in just half a quarter of an hour, they arrived in the depths of the forest.

They raised their speed to the extreme, but suddenly, they saw a strange little figure from afar in the bamboo forest and in the snow.

It seemed that it was a boy wearing dark armor, holding a helmet in one hand and a red tassel gun in the other. The boy was not as tall as the crown, and his ink hair could not be tied up high, but only tied half of it with a light blue hair band behind his head.

The other half was spread on her shoulders and flew with the cold wind.

It was clearly a long distance away, and the boy was still motionless, but everyone felt the murderous aura of the mountains and rivers from the boy!

Twenty people almost tied the reins in their hands.

The leader of the dead soldier reacted first. He frowned and said coldly: "It's a soldier in Zhao Kingdom! Kill him!"

The Gu family army's armor was silver armor. When Tang Yueshan made Gu Jiao's armor, it was made in the style of the Tang family archers, but it was not exactly the same. Her weapon was a spear, and this pair of armor was tailor-made for her and her red tassel spear.

It is the unique armor in Zhaoguo.

The two of them accelerated and drew their swords.

Gu Jiao glanced coldly, put on her helmet and pulled down her cover, revealing only a pair of eyes that were like a god of killing.

It was also at this moment that the hearts of the twenty masters skipped a beat!

A cold air rushed up to his spine for no reason. It was too late to retreat, and it was not even too late. Twenty masters could not beat a boy who was still stinky. Wouldn't it make people laugh if they were rumored?

"Kill me-"

The leader of the dead soldier gave the order.

The next second, the red tassel spear of the God of Killing emerged and cut off his head with an unstoppable thunder!

Blood splattered all over his companion, and a round head rolled into the snow. Before his horse could stop, the horse's hooves stepped over the head...

Everyone was shocked!

How could this young man be so skilled!

No, he looks like he is not old, so why can he take such a ruthless move!

"Is it...a dead soldiers?"

A master asked, his voice trembling.

One of the four dead soldiers who were accompanying him was dead, and the remaining three looked at the young man in front of him.

The boy did seem to have a trace of the aura of a dead soldier, but he was stronger than the dead soldier, and they couldn't tell what it was.

They almost instinctively felt a sense of fear of the young man who was like a killer god in front of them.

However, even so, the boy did not intend to let them go. His red tassel spear soon attacked them again.

This time, she attacked another death warrior.

Ordinary soldiers cannot judge the difference between masters and dead soldiers. A more powerful master may be able to do it, but it cannot be so accurate and rapid.

When all four dead soldiers died under the boy's red tassel spear, the rest understood that they had no chance of winning.

"withdraw!"

A man in black yelled.

He took the lead and ran away!

Gu Jiao grabbed the red tassel spear, looked coldly at his back, and shot the red tassel spear out!

The huge force was like a thousand arrows, knocking the man in black and his armor off the horse's back. His entire back heart was penetrated and he fell heavily into the snow.

The remaining few people were even out of fighting spirit, and they looked at the boy who drew out the red tassel gun and walked towards them step by step.

The blood of the red tassel spear dripped into the snow, like the soul-attracting flower blooming all over the ground on the road of the underworld.
To be continued...