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Chapter Thirty-Eight The North Wind

Newtown, capital of Maine.

Lan Yu stood on the high tower of the Prince's Palace, letting the cold wind blow her red hair into a mess. From here, she could overlook the entire New York City. Even during the war, this huge provincial capital still had its own charm.

Prosperous and orderly, because in the eyes of the people here, as long as Prince Resa is here, it is only a matter of time before the Tingxiao people are driven back.

This is not the blind confidence that the people of Maine have in Prince Reza. If anyone still remembers what this New York City looked like seven or eight years ago, it was just a dilapidated town with a population of less than 100,000, with rotten walls and broken walls.

The ruins are in ruins, and monsters often come out to cause trouble in the Traledi Mountains hundreds of miles to the north, and the people are often poisoned. Look at this large-scale city now, and then think of those terrifying monsters that were driven back to the mountains.

, everyone will praise the prince’s civil and military achievements over the years.

Prince Reza's Palace was expanded on the original dilapidated Newin Castle. Although it has no practical use now, it has become a landmark building in the city of Newin.

A few years ago, we could often see the three teenagers who fell in love with the upper floors and were laughing and having fun. People always looked up at the three figures on the high tower of the palace and sighed that Prince Resa was the blessed person.

It is reported that the three children are all outstanding. Whether it is appearance, martial arts talent or magic talent, these three people are so outstanding.

But times have changed. After returning from the royal capital, everyone in the palace knew that the second young master had lost his virginity. What a handsome face he had, which made many maids in the prince's palace dream about him. How many times did the girls pass by him with nothing to do?

In front of the young master's window, I just wanted to lower my head and take a shy look at this manly face.

Gafo was sitting in a wheelchair at this time. Most of his face was destroyed. The newly grown tender flesh was unevenly spread on his face. The ferociousness between the folds made people dare not look directly. Thanks to Lan Yu's magic potion, he

Now there is no need to cover the face with gauze. Of course, it is better to cover the face now.

Lan Yu glanced at her second brother beside her. It turned out that the shiny brown hair was no longer there, leaving only the mottled patches on the newborn's scalp. She couldn't help but sigh again.

"Okay, it's my second brother who was disfigured, not you. Why are you sighing all day long?" Gafo said lightly, looking at the thousands of miles of Traledi Mountains that could be vaguely seen to the north.

Lan Yu knew that she shouldn't touch her second brother's sadness, so she felt a little guilty.

"Actually, I regret my martial arts training more than this face." Gafo turned back to look at Lan Yu and said, "Lan Yu, you know, I can no longer use the sword."

"I can't even feel my legs anymore."

Lan Yu's nose felt sore after hearing this, and she blinked twice hard to let the north wind dry the water in her eyes.

Gaffer's injury was too serious at that time, so he delayed for several days before he dared to pull out the fatal silver needle. However, the two silver needles behind Gaffer's spine were inserted in a very tricky position, and they penetrated deep into the spine.

After being pulled out, his martial arts cultivation began to pour out. Not only that, but in the past few days, Gafo's lower body was completely unable to move, and he became a hemiplegic cripple.

What kind of training should a person who can only move his upper body do? Moreover, no matter how hard he works, the accumulated strength will still leak out from the two wounds on the back spine. There is no difference whether he practices or not.

Even though Lan Yu had recently gone through various medical and pharmacopeias and tried various magic potions, she could not repair the damage to Gafo's spine. In the end, even Gafo smiled bitterly and persuaded her to give up.

"Gaffer, big brother is here." At this time, a calm and steady voice came from behind the two of them.

This man was wearing a sable cloak, he was tall and burly, and he walked with the air of a military general. This was Ayton, the eldest son of Prince Reza.

"Brother, are you back?" Lan You finally smiled and threw herself into Ayton's arms, "Brother, you are finally back...finally you are back..."

This was the first time in these days that a smile appeared on her face, but she smiled and started whimpering in Ayton's arms, and soon she burst into tears.

Ayton smiled and stroked her back. He looked at Gaffer in the wheelchair. There was nothing strange on his face, just like he was looking at his former second brother.

"Okay, I went to the capital and cried like this." Ayton said with a smile, "Come and tell me, who bullied you?"

"Humph, there is no good person in Salyuhi, they all bully us." Lan Yu said bitterly, wiping her tears.

"Okay, then in the future, you will lead the people and flatten the entire king, okay? Do you feel relieved?" Ayton comforted with a smile.

This sounded like a joke, but it really shocked Lan Yu and Gafo.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense," Lan Yu said with a smile. She pinched Ayton's arm and said in a voice that only these three people could hear: "Your Majesty just set out from here not long ago. Now there are many people hiding in the palace and the city."

I have gained a lot of His Majesty’s attention.”

Ayton straightened Lan Yu's somewhat messy long hair. As if he didn't hear Lan Yu's reminder, he said with a smile on his face: "When did brother lie to you?"

"Father has decided?" Lan Yu asked, staring into Ayton's eyes.

Ayton nodded, looked at the mountains in the distance, and whispered: "Father asked me to go to Liqiu Camp."

"Going to Liqiu Camp?" Gafo turned around and looked at Ayton with wide eyes.

Ayton nodded slightly, knelt down, and patted Gaffer on the shoulder. He looked at Gaffer's miserable appearance, and there was a hint of sternness in the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, neither my father nor I will take this matter lightly."

happened."

Gafo was stunned for a moment after hearing this, slowly closed his eyes, and finally let out a sigh of relief.

He has been pretending to be relieved these days, just because he doesn't want to make Lan Yu sad. A young martial artist with such an amazing talent has to face the next step after learning that his cultivation has been greatly damaged.

Hemiplegia, with a wheelchair as his companion for the rest of his life, how much courage does it take to persist in living and face such a bleak life? Only Gaffer Ressa can answer this question.

After hearing Ayton's words, Gaffer looked up to the sky, closed his eyes, and let the rolling tears slide down his irregular skin. At that moment, his heart seemed to have died.

Lan Yu and Ayton looked on and couldn't help but feel moved.

The north wind was blowing, and the three people on the castle tower looked just like before.

"Winter in New York City is still always cold. The three of us haven't stood here together for several years and looked at the scenery outside the city." Ayton sighed with a smile.

"Not many of my eldest brothers came back after serving in the army." Lan Yu muttered and complained.

"Yeah, it's all Brother's fault." Ayton smiled and came back to pinch Lan Yu's face, but his words were actually blaming himself for Gafo's plot.

Lan Yu was in pain, and her hands were showing their teeth and claws.

Gafo was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the two people fighting, and he also showed a long-lost smile.

After Aton had a conversation with Gafo and Lan Yu, they went straight to Liqiu Camp. This is a secret camp that even King Kelman doesn’t know about. It is located in a hidden mountain on the south side of the Traledi Mountains.

On the hill, the people stationed in the camp are all soldiers of the royal palace. These people have been with the prince all year round. They know the prince's temperament, and they are more strict than the others.

"The cold wind blowing from this mountain range is so biting, I don't know if these princes and nobles from Saliuxi can withstand it." Lan Yu looked down at the city and said this for no reason, with the corner of her mouth raised.

A cold smile.

The ink-colored silhouette outside the palace fled away, followed closely by two teams of Guangzheng Sect mages in white robes.

"Then do you want to ask Alvin if he can bear the pain of this severe cold?" Gafo asked narrowly.

"Second brother, why are you mentioning him so politely?" Lan Yu said angrily.

"Who told him to taste the lipstick on my sister's lips? I was just showing my concern as a brother," Gafo said seriously.

When Gafo pointed out the scene of the pillow sword meeting, Lan Yu immediately blushed, "Second brother, you... huh, I'm ignoring you."

Lan Yu turned around and was about to leave, but Gafo grabbed her wrist and said with a smile: "I have all the information on Salyuhi's army on my desk."

"Hee, not interested." Lan Yu hesitated and replied with a smile, "Besides, when did you become so nosy, second brother?"

"Okay, then pretend I didn't say anything." Gaffer let go of his hand.

When Lan Yu came down from the tower, the setting sun hid her in the shadows.
Chapter completed!
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