Chapter 42 In terms of despicableness, who can compare with you, Nanshi Ayan?
Chapter 42 "In terms of despicability, who can be as good as you, Nanshi Ayan?"
He Mucheng looked at the Xianbei soldiers who were preparing to attack, then at Murong Ke who was content with himself, and smiled slyly.
"General Murong, you have been defeated by me time and time again, why haven't you developed a good memory?"
Murong Ke shrugged helplessly, "Who told you, a little fox, to be so evil?"
He Mucheng's eyes widened in disbelief. Who is so evil?
Murong Ke slowly raised his arm and gave instructions lightly to the front. In just a moment, the Xianbei army came forward to capture her one after another.
After all, the bullets of the tranquilizer gun were limited, and He Mucheng didn't want to waste his points on such unnecessary waste, so he quietly exchanged it for a parachute and took advantage of the gap to jump down!
"General Murong, we will never see you again!"
The parachute spread out and descended slowly under the misty valley. Then, halfway up the mountain, He Mucheng felt a tightening in his waist. Before he could lower his head, his body flew towards the stone platform on the side!
Could it be that just now Murong Ke whispered to his men that they were waiting for her here?
Seeing himself crashing into the stone wall, He Mucheng thought to himself, it's over now, his brain will probably be smashed!
She closed her eyes resignedly, but the expected pain did not come.
In a trance, a large net suddenly wrapped her around her. The force of the net seemed to be buffering her direction, so the back and forth swaying slowly turned into a left and right sway. It was not until a long time later that her body slowly stabilized, and the other party finally moved her.
She pulled up to the stone platform.
She was lying on the stone wall, looking like a lamb being slaughtered.
Murong Ke slowly walked over, slowly squatted down and looked down at her, and chuckled, "Little fox, we meet again."
He Mucheng finally lost her composure, and she glared angrily, "Kill or cut into pieces, I'll leave it to you!"
"Why kill you?" Murong Ke reached out and clamped her chin, forcing her to look at him, "Your General Ji has come to save you. You said, if Shi Le knew, it was Ji Yunyuan's retainer who let Wang Yan's son Wang go.
Xuan, and attract the Jin army to help merge the state, what will happen?"
"Murong Ke, you are so despicable!" He Mucheng wanted to get rid of the imprisonment, but to no avail.
"Am I despicable?" Murong Ke smiled sarcastically, "In terms of being despicable, who can be as despicable as you, Nanshi Ayan?"
Murong Ke winked, took off the big net, and tied it tightly for the little girl in front of him.
Murong Ke picked her up by the back of her neck and strode towards the carriage nearby, "I heard that Ji Yunyuan was supposed to stay in Xiangguo, but for you, he led his troops to Ningping."
"If he comes to Ningping, why don't you beat him? What are you doing to make things difficult for me here? Murong Ke, that's all you can do!" He Musheng struggled and cursed.
"With you in hand, if I let him attack Bingzhou, he would not dare to stand idly by. Nan's Ayan, haven't you always wanted to promote his reputation and character? I will let you see with your own eyes, this arrogant Jin general.
, how was it destroyed step by step by your beautiful beauty!"
After saying this, he threw the little girl in his hand onto the couch of the carriage.
The wheels were rolling, but Murong Ke took advantage of the situation and sat down beside the couch and did not leave.
He Mucheng's eyes widened, and when he saw him taking off his armor, revealing his alluring red robe, he murmured with trembling lips, "You... what are you going to do?"
Murong Ke opened his clothes to reveal his beautiful collarbone, but He Mucheng discovered that the wound under his collarbone was already festering.
Is it for medicine?
He Mucheng breathed a sigh of relief. That's right. Murong Ke was a gentleman, so how could he take advantage of others' danger?
Seeing that he seemed to be gritting his teeth to endure the pain, He Mucheng opened his mouth, but finally remained silent.
"What do you want to say?" Murong Ke frowned in displeasure.
"I want...I want to make a deal with you." She mustered up her courage and raised her chin.
Murong Ke sneered and ignored it.
Seeing that he ignored her, He Mucheng's desire to conquer was immediately aroused. She coughed lightly and asked, "The general has been injured for a while, right? Does he often have fever at night and occasionally have night sweats?"
Murong Ke finally raised his head and looked at her carefully, "Why, Nan's Ayan is not only good at divination, but also good at medicine?"
"Your wound is infected and needs disinfection and antibiotics, otherwise you will die." He Mucheng glanced at him lightly. This man was indeed beautiful. No wonder the system didn't want him to die.
Murong Ke looked indifferent, "Don't worry, even if I die, I will kill you first and bury you with me."
He Musheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with him anymore. He just rolled his eyes and said feebly, "In a word, I will treat your wounds, and you will give me dignity."
Murong Ke suddenly became interested, "Okay!"
He Mucheng was a little surprised. Seeing him looking at him with interest, he asked suspiciously, "Why did you agree so readily?"
Murong Ke chuckled, "I didn't intend to touch you in the first place, it was just your own misunderstanding."
Huh? Did she... promise to treat him for nothing?
Seeing her stunned, Murong Ke leaned closer and untied the rope for her.
Maybe it was because of the fever, but his breath was a little hot, and it lightly sprayed on her ears, with a hint of confusion and teasing, "Little fox, could it be that you are starting to look forward to it when you see my handsome appearance?"
"Stay away!" He Mucheng pushed, but as soon as he exerted force, his body leaned softly against his shoulder.
"Why, you're still on the carriage and you can't wait to throw yourself into your arms?" Murong Ke sat calmly in his arms, but his words were unforgiving.
"What medicine did you give me?" He Mucheng weakly supported his clothes and tried to stay away. It took a lot of effort to stabilize his body.
"Ruanjinsan." Murong Ke curled his lips, "To prevent you from doing evil and escaping."
"Murong Ke!" She gritted her teeth, but was too angry to say a word.
"Let's get started." Murong Ke took off his shirt without hesitation and leaned lazily on the couch, "If it doesn't work well, I will do as you wish."
The candlelight flickered and the charcoal fire burned vigorously, making Murong Ke's beautiful face look like a blooming manju and sandalwood, making it enchanting and dazzling.
Seeing his eyes slightly closed and his brows furrowed, He Mucheng cursed in his heart, "Elite scum!"
She softened her arm and exchanged it for alcohol. She originally thought of using hydrogen peroxide, but hydrogen peroxide was painless and not as violent as alcohol. She wanted him to suffer a little!
Thinking of this, He Mucheng smiled viciously and poured the entire bottle of alcohol directly onto his wound!
However, Murong Ke only frowned slightly and did not even open his eyes.
He Mucheng secretly admired it, but she did not soften her hand movements until the bandaging was completed. She took out a skin test needle and slightly raised his subcutaneous tissue.
"What to do?" This time, Murong Ke finally opened his eyes.
"Test to see if you are allergic to cephalosporins." She answered truthfully.
Seeing that Murong Ke stopped talking, He Mucheng was a little puzzled. While waiting for the results of the skin test, she finally said what she was thinking, "Aren't you afraid that I will poison you?"
Murong Ke glanced at her, "Do you dare? I told you that I will be the first to kill you before I die and bury you with me."
He Mucheng clicked his tongue, "If I really wanted to kill you, how could I choose poison that would give you a chance to kill me back?"
Murong Ke put on his clothes and said calmly, "If you wanted to kill me, you wouldn't have left your mask to me that day in the jungle. I was in a coma for so long. Without your weird mask, I would have been in the miasma-filled place."
I couldn't survive more than a quarter of an hour in the woods."
He Mucheng snorted, "In this case, we don't owe each other anything. Murong Ke, you can take two pills of this medicine three times a day and take it for half a month and you will be cured."
"Yeah." Murong Ke took it leisurely.
"How about you let me go and let's make friends. If you get hurt in the future, you can still come to me, okay?" He Musheng blinked and smiled to please.
"What are you dreaming about?" As soon as he finished saying this, the carriage stopped.
An announcement sounded outside the car, "General, Ninh Binh City has arrived."
